Speech

Reggie grabbed a glass of champagne off a tray held by a woman in her late forties and spotted a young woman who appeared to be a few years older than McKenzie. She was medium height and had nice curves in beige sleeveless knee length dress. Her thick blonde hair was cut in a stylish bob. A pair of white lacy panties hung from her wrist. What stood out was the name tag on her forehead. Reggie walked closer and saw it was one of the blank tags. It read Humiliate me!. Reggie spotted McKenzie near by glaring at the woman and figured the two knew each other somehow, and McKenzie did not like the young woman. Reggie walked up to her. "What's your name?"

"Allison Dumas," said the young lady with a bored air.

"Do you know McKenzie over there?" asked Reggie, thrusting his chin towards McKenzie.

"Oh, her?" asked Allison. "Yeah, she was a freshman when I was a senior in high school. She was my little sister on the cheer squad. We senior cheerleaders were given a freshman cheerleader to mentor, but she was a bitch. Even though she wished she was a rich and popular as me, she tried to act like it, so I hazed the hell out of her."

"Good," said Reggie. "Now, I notice your name tag says, 'humiliate me!' so I take it you have a fetish for public humiliation."

Allison blushed and nodded. She looked at the floor.

"From now on, you will introduce yourself as Allison Dumbass, got it Miss Dumbass?"

"Yes, sir," she said meekly.

Reggie looked at the three chocolate fountains. "When I say 'go!' you will walk over to the dark chocolate fountain and wash your face and hair in it. Keep doing it until your face and hair are thoroughly coated with it. Then take your panties and soak them with milk chocolate. When they are soaked put them on. When you are at these meetings, you will walk with your right hand on your left knee and your left hand on your right knee. Do not shower, wash your face or hair, or change your panties until tomorrow morning. Go!"

Allison bent over, put her hands on her knees and waddled off towards the chocolate fountains.

Reggie spotted Penny getting her speech ready. He walked up to her. "Let me introduce you," he said.

"Of course, daddy," she said. "It's nearly time for my speech."

"YOU WILL NOT PAY ATTENTION TO REGGIE'S INTRODUCTION. YOU WROTE YOUR SPEECH AND NO ONE ALTERED OR EDITED IT. ALL CORRECTIONS ARE YOURS AND YOURS ALONE. AS YOU READ YOUR SPEECH, YOUR ANUS WILL ITCH, AND THE ITCH WILL GROW WORSE THE MORE YOU TALK."

Reggie took Penny's hand and walked towards the stage, as he did, he sent out a universal command to the crowd: "YOU WILL RECORD PENNY'S SPEECH ON YOUR CELL PHONE. YOU WILL FIND PENNY'S SPEECH RIDICULOUS AND EMBARRASSING, BUT SEEING PENNY MAKE A FOOL OF HERSELF TURNS YOU ON. YOU WILL SHARE THE VIDEO OF HER SPEECH ON ANY SOCIAL MEDIA SITES YOU BELONG TO. YOU WILL BELIEVE ANYTHING REGGIE SAYS WITHOUT QUESTION."

Reggie and Penny took to the short stage, and Reggie took the microphone. "May I have your attention, please? Everyone take a seat."

The gathered women took the seats in front of the stage. Reggie spotted Allison covered in dark chocolate, which also had dripped all over her shoulders and chest. Her name tag was now covered, and with milk chocolate seeping through dress from her panties.

"Ladies, welcome!" said Reggie. "It is my pleasure to introduce Penny Van Arnor. Many of you know Penny, but you may not know her struggles. Penny wet her bed into college and still has accidents a few times a week. It's hard for her to bring men back to her place as she has to explain the plastic mattress cover and the fact she sleeps in a diaper. You may also not know Penny lost her virginity, if you count oral sex, to her family neighbor's german shepherd, so it's not been easy for her. Working on her bachelor's degree, Penny spent more time on her knees than in her books. She sucked so much cock in college, a fraternity brought her a pair of knee pads to keep at their place for her when she visited. So keep that in mind when you see how absolutely ridiculous she looks. Ladies, please welcome, Penny Van Arnor."

The women, stunned by the revelations in Reggie's introduction, applauded politely and took out their cell phones.

Reggie swatted Penny on the ass as he passed her and took a seat.

Penny put her speech on the podium. "Thank you, daddy," she said with a warm smile in Reggie's direction. She looked out at the crowed. "Good evening, ladies," she said. "I'll keep this short and to the point, so we have more time to mingle and network. Tonight is all about anal sex."

There was a muted gasp from the crowd.

Penny continued. "Wenches deserve anal sex. For too long wenches have played second fiddle to masters. We have not been given the semen we deserve, and it is time we took it upon ourselves to take anal sex for ourselves!" She paused and waited for applause, but the crowd just sat in silence. They were partly stunned and partly enjoying Penny's ridiculous speech. Penny squirmed a bit and shifted from foot too foot and a look of annoyance briefly crossed her face. She continued. "It is not enough we have our semen in the voting booth and in the law. Those semen does not matter if we don't have anal sex. Wenches everywhere deserve anal sex; anal sex and semen go hand in hand. How do wenches go about getting anal sex from masters? We take it. We demand it. We stand for anal sex every chance we get! Our great grandmothers marched for our semen. They were wenches of courage and conviction, and so are we! Our mothers went to college, not content to be secretaries and day car workers. They are wenches we can be proud of, but we need to make them proud of us! They started us down the road to wench's anal sex, and we will not stop until it's anal sex today and anal sex tomorrow!"

Penny was clenching her butt cheeks and trying not to show her discomfort as she beamed out over the crowd, many of whom were now snickering.