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IC : Weblogs : melody_A : "Dinner Party"

Dinner Party (1)

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melody_A
Posted by melody_A on Sat 12 Nov 05, 3:20 PM

Our dinner party. The very first time that we have invited others into our home to play. I was very excited, nervous, incredibly turned on.

Master was cooking; he is a lovely cook. We had a lovely Chinese – but that is not why you are reading this, is it?

Our guests arrived – she looked fantastic, we giggled in the bedroom. Comparing toys and fluffing up our hair.

During dinner, I sat next to her and opposite Him. She sat opposite Master. We were told of a game we would play later. It involved a roulette wheel, a pack of cards and lots of toys. I was too busy giggling with her to worry about the rules, I mean how hard can it be anyway? I would figure it out later.

Oh.... the main course was over – the game was about to commence. Would someone explain the rules again? They did. It still did not make sense, but then numbers really are not my thing.

I had to throw the dice, so did she.... the numbers added up corresponded with a toy, I think. Anyway, a toy was selected.

The roulette wheel was spun..... a very high number. Then, something complicated happened with adding numbers, dividing them and thinking of the first number you first thought of – or something like that. A ridiculously high number was pronounced. With no logical explanation of how it was reached – it just was.

The four of us had eaten down one end of the table. The other end was kept clear. I was led to the one side, and she to another... and the fun began.

Flogging, paddling, caning, tawsing.... it all became a blur after a while. The more I spun the roulette wheel the worse it became. Ok, the better it became.

Master was caning me – He was caning me.

He was tawsing me – Master then did it.

Master tawsed her – He tawsed her.

Watching Master and her.

Feeling Him with me.

.................

She had her knickers ripped down.........

..................

I felt pleasure, pain, Him, Master, pain, pleasure – all rolled into one.

Ultimately pleasure.... lots of pleasure.

.

Thank you Master, and thanks to our delightful guests.

Edited Sat 12 Nov 05, 3:25 PM by melody_A

Replies

12 Nov 05, 5:57 PM
eloesa
UK(SO), 4 yrs
Actually, it should be me saying thankyou to both of Y/you... It was a great evening , one that will be in my mind for along time !

< picks up knickers and sidles out sideways...>

Regards to you and A

e xxxxxx

 
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