More Dinner Party Fun

Reggie lounged back deep in his recliner and surveyed the scenery around him.

"would you like more of ze wine madame?" McKenzie asked Holly as she dutifully stood to her side bent at the waist while proffering a silver plate of wine glasses.

Reggie had to give McKenzie credit for her interpretation of his command. Along with the clear influence her 'spoilt princess' upbringing had attributed to the selection of her sexy maid costume, he found the broken French accent she had seemingly adopted to be a nice touch.

It didn't surprise Reggie that this was no off the rack costume, McKenzie never settled for anything but the best Eve's money could buy and she spared no expense on the outfit currently molded to her shapely form.

McKenzie was a vision of black silk, white lace, and a sea of ruffles from 4" pattent high heeled shoes to snow white lace ruffled cap delicately perched upon her head. Her glossy closed toe heels clasped to the back of her ankles with a thin black leather strap and intricate silver buckle. White shimmering stockings snaked up her shapely calves to rest mid way up her thighs ending in an elaborate pattern of finely woven lace. White lace garter clips mathing the pattern of her stockings arched further up the remaing expanse of exposed thigh flesh to disippear beneath an explosion of white silk ruffles at the hem of her stiffly protruding skirt, (supported by what Reggie believed to be petticoats though he had never actually seen the things). The ruffles hemed the bottom edge of a black skirt which enticingly wrapped her hips, waist, and ass in a tight silk embrace. The lower skirt was part of a complete dress with large puffy black silk sleeves that continued to mid point on her elbows ending in large wite silk cuffs fastened with black pearl sized links on each arm. The extremely low bodice of white silk ruffles caressed her shapely tits and extended up the sides of her chest to connect the ruffled collar at the nape of her neck. A shimmering white apron of the same material as her stockings fit snuggly at the ruffles below her bulging tits and extended down past her waist to the low ruffles of her skirt. two heavily laced straps followed the ruffles of her neck line to connect at her shoulders in large bows of satiny white, similar to the large white bow at the base of her back which held the apron in place. Delicate white lace gloves with intricate ruffles at the wrist and matching maid cap completed the fantasy come alive costume.

Her makeup was subtlely applied to enhance her delicate features and her hair was swept up in some sort of elaborate up-do which Reggie assumed had taken a considerable amount of time to prepare.

Holly selected a glass from the tray with exaggerrated disinterest and dismissed McKenzie with a couple of quick flicks of her wrist.

"very good madame". McKenzie replied with a bow and a courtsey. Reggie noticed she seemed to reflexively squeeze her thighs together from what he assumed was building pleasure from performing her duties satisfactorily.

Reggie concentrated and looked in her direction. GO TO THE KITCHEN AND PERPARE SOME LIGHT ORDOURVES WITH YOUR PUSSY JUICE AS THE MAIN INGREDIENT IN EACH. THE THOUGH OF THE GUESTS TASTING YOUR PUSSY WILL ADD TO YOUR AROUSAL AND YOU WILL VOCALIZE YOUR LUST AS THEY EAT.

Again Reggie recognized the momentary eye flutter as his commands were processed.

"If you vill excuse me madame, I.." she looked confused for a moment and appeared to blush furiously from her pretty cheeks to her barely concealed tits, "I must prepare more uv ze ordourves". She backed away in a series of bows and curtsies, turned on her heels, and quickly clicked on her high heels over to the kitchen area.

Holly didn't appear to notice her leave as she was quite unconvincingly pretending to carry a conversation with Shelby while stealing not so subtle glances in Reggie's direction.

Reggie had thought Holly to be the MILF of all MILFS for as long as he had known her. He had long since lost count of the numerous jerk off sessions he had with her as the object of his lust. Although she was gorgous on all accounts, from her athetically toned figure despite her age, her high class tendencies and sense of style, down to the sophisticated air in which she carried herself, it was that she was always in control with a naturally aloof sense of confidence and sexuality which he found absolutely irrisistable.

He now had the power to play out all the fantasies and perverted thoughts he had locked into the private recesses of his subconcious and make them come true.

Holly sat casually on the sofa across from him pretending to lightly laugh at a comment Shelby had made while brushing an errant strand of her silken hair back in place behind her ear. Pretending to watch the television program he had on, Reggie did not fail to notice Holly's quick glances in his direction. The slow sliding of soft tounge across plump lip followed by a delicate nibble of her lower lip. The slow and deliberately steady crossing and uncrossing of her legs as the silken fabric of her black slacks clung to her frame. Reggie noticed she had unbuttoned the collar of her white silk blouse down to just above her tits and was casually rolling a large white pearl from the cultured strand around her neck between the thumb and index finger of her left hand while slowly sipping from the wine glass in her right.

Tap tap tap, clop. Tap tap tap, clop. Tap tap tap, clop.

The attention of the room was abruptly diverted to the stairway where Eve was making a remarkable display of descending the stairs while following Reggie's previous instructions.

Reggie had to admit that he was very impressed in the way Eve had followed his instructions for the evening. Eve looked fantastic as she delicately navigated each wooden stair with short mincing steps in what appeared to be 4" open toed fire red heels.

Eve's arms held stifly at her side were clad in the billowing sleeves of a deep blue silk blouse with buttons fastened to the colar at her neck. A black leather pencil skirt sat at just above her knees at which point shimmering black stockings extended down to her heels. Her makup was also expertly applied with her blonde hair painstakingly brushed out to fall at her shoulders. She had dawned her reading glasses which perched delicately at her nose and a large pearl necklase rested at her throut. The entire room watched open mouthed as she continued to hop down the stairs, arms at her side, wrists and fingers extended, and rocking her head back and forth with an ear splitting smile.

Everyone except McKenzie who could be seen in the kitchen with one had on the counter top and one below casually rocking back and forth with half lidded eyes. Occasionally she would briefly shutter and produce a vegetable from under the counter to place on the assortment tray while one from the assortment tray would then dissappear below the counter.

"Eve my dear, why, whatever are you doing?" Holly was the first of the guests to compose herself enough to speak.

Eve looked at Holly with a confused expression. "What's wrong Holl?", she asked, genuinely unaware. "Haven't any of you heard?".

"Apparently we have not", Holly responded, speaking for everyone currently seated in the room.

"I can't believe it," Eve went on. Having reached the bottom of the stairs, she continued to mince over to stand between Holly and Shelby. When she stopped, she placed her right hand at her waist while the left bent at the elbow and rested at the nape of her neck. She then alternated between facing both Holly and Shelby thrusting out her tits while slowly rocking her hips as she spoke.

"Trish, my yoga instructor recommended that I try this excercise between work outs to help keep my body limber." Eve continued to gyrate obsenely between the two women. "You should really try it, I feel great!".

Eve turned to face Shelby and looked down slightly blushing. "Especially you Shelby, I think you'd really enjoy it" she continued to rock her hips slowly left and right with a now sheepish expression. "I think it would be really fun if we, maybe.... did it together." Eve looked away quickly but snuck a glance back to judge Shelby's reaction.

"Um, doubtful." Shelby responded while edging further away from Eve. She then raised her nose slightly to lightly sniff the air. "Like, anyone else notice that smell all of a sudden?", she asked, wrinkling her nose and looking about. "It smells almost like amonia, but, (sniff, sniff) something more sour". Her pretty features contorted to show her discomfort as she continued to edge further away from Eve.

"Hello Reginald". Reggie looked up from the humerous scene of Eve and Shelby to see Holly standing beside the recliner he currently kept as his throne.

Although he always went by Reg or Reggie, Holly insisted on calling him Reginald. Just another thing to add to his attraction. Thinking of his recliner throne, Reggie had another quick idea that he could use to test his powers and see how people interpreted a group command without any particular description.

REGGIE IS THE MASTER OF THIS HOUSEHOLD AND YOU WILL ADDRESS HIM AS SUCH.

Lookiing at Holly standing confidently at his side and lookinig down at him with an almost predatory grin and her daughter Shelby sitting at the other end of the couch despearatly fending off Eve's unwanted advances for attention, Reggie had another thought.

It was Holly's alluring sophistication, casual sexuality and unassuming control that he found so arousing about her. Shelby was also extremely attractive in the physical traits she inherited from her mother, but it was her haughty nature, emotional immiturity, and spoilt attitude that he thought it might be fun to dominate.

Let's try some role reversal.

SHELBY IS HOLLY'S MOTHER AND WILL NOW ACT WITH ALL HOLLY'S MANNERISMS, THOUGHTS, AND BEHAVIOR.

HOLLY IS SHELBY'S DAUGHTER AND WILL NOW ACT WITH ALL HER MANNERISMS, THOUGHTS, AND BEHAVIOUR.

Reggie observed Shelby's eyes flutter rapidly from across the couch and then looked up to see Holly's eyes respond similarly to adjust to his latest command.

Holly blinked, looked down at Reggie, and blushed furiously. Her left hand went to pull at a loose strand of hair to quickly twine around her finger while her right heeled foot started tracing small circles in front of the recliner. Reggie noticed this as something that Shelby typically did when nervouse.

"Holly, honey," Shelby called from across the room. "I must have had a spell when we left the house. I don't know what I was thinking". She looked down at her designer jeans and loose red blouse while plucking at the fabric. "Why ever did you let me dress like this for a dinner party?" Shelby went on with obvious distaste. "And to think I'd show up at the Club in an outfit so drab." She stood up quickly while brushing away Eve's advancing hands.

Eve pouted prettily.

"Madam," McKenzies voice was heard from the kitche.

"If it pleases Madam, (Mmmmmm), Madam may chooze an outfit... (pant), of her likinig... (low groan), from ze upstairz bedroom.. (Oh Gawd). McKenzie seemed to spasm while she stood panting at the kitchen counter.

Another vegetable was placed on the assortment plate from below the counter.

"Well," stated Shelby as she made her way toward the stairs. "At this point I have very little choice, I will accept your offer." Halfway up the stairs she stopped to turn and point a finger at Holly. "Holly dear," she sang as she continued up the stairs, "You will behave yourself".

"Yes mother". Holly responded while rolling her eyes. She stuck her tongue out in Shelby's direction as she dissappeared up the stairs.

Holly resumed looking down at Reggie with a sheepish expression much different than the wolfish stare she had favored him with just minutes before.

"Like sorry," she blushed, still twirling her hair and making small half circles with her heels on the carpet. "My mother is like, so lame." She brightened up quickly and bit her lower lip. "Um, I hope this is, like, ok, but". She looked down on him with large expressive eyes. "I think you're like, really hot, and um..." She burst out quickly. "Let's totally make out before my mom get's back."

The now juvenile Holly quickly sat in his lap and kissed him aggressively, sloppily rolling her tongue against his as she plunged deep into his mouth.

Ring-Ring

"I'll get it". Eve said dejectively. She had seemed rather upset since Shelby had left the room. Eve halted her gyrations, placed her hands straight at her side, and tittered towards the door with lolled head and steady smile.

"Oh.." said Holly between rapid kisses. "That's proboably Penny, (kiss, kiss) mom asked her if she, (deep throat tongue) like, wanted to come to the Club, (long lick from chin to ear) and to meet us here". The seemingly insatiable Holly continued to attack him with her mouth.

Penelopie, or Penny as they all called her. Reggie thought to himself between Holly's minstrations. He reached his hands down to her silk clad ass and ran them up along the cool fabric of her blouse to steadily massage her tits.

Holly released a long groan of approval.

If Reggie remembered correctly, penny was some high end Lawyer who worked for the largest firm down town.

Reggie momentary lost his train of thought as Holly's tongue pierced his ear, followed by a long approving coo.

Penny was always dressed to the nine for any occasion and didn't seem to have any other thought or emotion besides 'serious'. She considered herself high class and constantly looked down on anyone she considered below her stature. She was a classic stately brunette with long straight hair that ran to her shoulders. She was rarely seen without her small rimmed designer glasses and always presented herself with class and sophistication. The ironic thing was that he had heard Eve once saying that she was really a mid-west farm girl, which was evident from her perpetual 'girl next door' look which effectively camoflagued her actual age of 32.

"Oh Gawd Sir Reggie, I need you so baaaaad..." Holly arched her back and leaned down to whisper harshly in his ear. Her hair fell forward over her eyes and face giving her an untamed wild look. He didn't think he could be more aroused.

Reggie chuckled inwardly thinking of his previous command to address him as master of the household. He briefly wondered how the other women would address him.

Holly's hands quickly snaked down to his pants with a surprising agility he thought impossilbe and were working frantically to remove his belt.

What to do with Penny, Reggie thought as his belt was relased and removed with a single swift motion and thrown across the room.

"Why Penny!" he heard Eve exclaim from the other room. "what a pleasant surprise!".

Reggie lost his thought as a warm wet feeling engulfed his cock.