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Roman party
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The grounds around the mansion are bathed in the warm sunlight of the sinking sun, adding to the dancing light of the dozens of torches and oil lamps that have been lit all the way from the gate, up the driveway and around the place.
It is still quite warm for which OI am grateful since I, just like all the other gurls, am wearing quite the unique attire.
Tonight Madam Claire is hosting a Roman themed party and after my induction two weeks ago this is also the first time I will be officially working here.
You had dropped me off a few hours ago and the gurls and I were being prepared in various quite simple and revealing slave dresses and then received our instructions.
We were to serve refreshments for the guests and of course be at their disposal for all needs. We are to address all guests as 'civis' and Madam Claire as 'domina', the guards as 'custos'. Should one of our owners be present he would be called 'dominus' but you haven't told me your plans so I do not know whether you will make an appearance.
Of course, we gurls would only be called 'serva' by all in addition to any lewd and dirty names the guests would wish for.
Other than the guards everybody will be in some Roman themed attire as well.
The guards. Those men and women are certainly a special group. As I learned from Carlos, the security head, all of them are either former military or police. And it shows in their behavior and strong bodies. They were always behaving correctly but also quite taciturn and no-nonsense. I like them.
When I asked him why they are working here he just laughed and looked down at me while I was slurping on his cock during his break.
"The money is good and I get to empty my balls into hot tarts whenever I want. Now, less talking and more sucking!"
I grin at the memory just when the gate opens in the distance and the first guests arrive.
"Look alive, servae!" Madam Claire's voice sounds from behind us and the row of about two dozen slave gurls straighten their backs slightly.
She walks in front of us and inspects all of us one last time. Demurely, we look down when she's in front of us. She is wearing a wonderful red dress and I gulp hard.
"Thank you, domina" each of us says quietly and respectfully once she's satisfied and moves to the next gurl.
The first guests approach and I can see alot of single men but also some couples, all in various antique attire and all wearing different styles of masks, many in Venetian or similar style. Gosh, this really is much more huge and organised than I had thought. I can feel their lustful gazes on my body and my clitty twitches in its cage.
Madam Claire greets them and welcomes them to this night of relaxation and entertainment. After that, we gurl quickly start serving refreshments as the guests choose their spots on the grounds, the various canapes that have been setup or all the other half-hidden or completely open spots, all to their liking.
I am being commanded to and fro and serve wine as fast as my bare feet can carry me, careful to avoid eye contact and only talk respectfully and demurely when being talked to.
All the while I can feel eyes on me and hands grope me, feel up my ass and thighs and breasts through and under my slave dress.
The ambiance is one of slight tension apprehension but in a good way.
Suddenly, there is a loud girly moan from behind some bushes to my left.
Some guests chuckle.
"Serva, wine!"
I quickly obey and pour the man who is sitting on a canape a bit away from the bulk of people a goblet of the red liquid.
"Kneel!"
I obey. He lifts his toga and I am greeted by his already hard cock.
Putting the amphore on the small table I wordlessly bend forward and engulf the head with my lips.
"You are new?" he asks.
"Yes, civis" I reply with a shy smile and then let my tongue run along his shaft before turning my attention to his full balls.
"Well-trained though" he grins.
"Thank you, civis. My dominus lends me to domina from time to time."
He chuckles and then grabs my hair before pulling my mouth on his cock. Not exactly as hard as I am used to but certainly with determination and as the moans and cries of pleasure start rising all over the grounds I work my lips and tongue on him until he shoots his load down my throat.
Swallowing I then look up at him and thank him with a smile. He dismisses me with a wave of his hand and I hurry inside the mansion to quickly freshen up before resuming my duties.
Just as I step outside I suddenly look into the lens of the camera one of the guests uses to film all of this. I blush furiously but then he just grins and I can't help but smile excitedly as well.
Over the course of the next hour me and my slavesisters get no rest between making sure all guests are suitably refreshed and entertained. I suck three more cocks and get fucked by, only sadly, one.
A couple orders me over and the woman orders me to kneel, her blue eyes taxing me while her hand never leaves her man's crotch.
"My feet are tired, serva!" she says nonchalantly. I undo the straps of her sandals and start massaging. It is not long until she tucks at my dress with her toes and only moments later I find myself worshipping her feet and slender, blackpainted toes with my mouth.
We are quite in the middle of it all and all around me my slavesisters are also being used to various degrees, their moaning filling the evening air.
I am more aware now of more than one camera catching all these acts of sexual debauchery and it only makes me hornier.
"Enough of this" the man finally says.
He has me lie on the canape on my back and before I know what is happening the woman is on top of me in a 69 and presses her hips down onto my face. Automatically I start licking her bare, glistening pussy. Her partner grabs her hips and thrusts his hard dick into her, making her shout with joy.
Fucking her hard, his balls slap on my face with every thrust and I suck her clit skillfully while my own caged clitty is straining desperately against the cage.
Just when I think this can't get anymore depraved, hands grab my hips and then another hard dick is shoved unceremonously into my gurlcunt and I moan blissfully into her pussy, making her cum.
With a hard thrust he floods her pussy with his seed and she cums again and rests for a few moments on top of me before dismounting but not without giving my stiff nipples a hard squeeze.
Her partner shoves his wet cock immediately down my throat and makes me clean him.
All the while my gurlpussy is being fucked mercilessly by a guy in a foxmask and I whimper and quiver with each thrust. Out of the corner of my eyes I see a camera catching all of it and soon enough it would land on the internet.
But I am given no time to assess the situation.
Another man steps over me, his dick raging hard. Grabbing my throat and holding me down. Unceremoniously he shoves his member into my mouth and starts throatfucking me roughly, ignoring my gagging and choking.
The sudden lack of oxygen makes me tremble and my gurlcunny convulses uncontrollably around the other guy's dick.
Almost simultanously they cum into me and their thick hot cum is filling my holes. I barely notice when they pull out, laughing.
I need a few seconds to reorient myself.
"Serva!" a strict voice from the next canape has me look up sharply. "Crawl here!"
A girl, probably in her very early twenties with a green Venetian mask is looking at me expectantly. She is giving her man a footjob and it sure looks like he is gonna cum soon.
On all fours and with my boobs hanging out of my dishelved dress I crawl towards them on all fours, vaguely noticing how someone with a camera is following my every move.
The sight alone seems to be too much for the guy and he cums, shooting thick spurts of cum all over her feet and toes. She giggles and kisses him while extending her legs towards me.
Obediantly I lick them clean of his cum, making sure to give each elegant toe a gentle suck before putting her sandals back on.
"Serva Cumlips!"
I look over my shoulder and see madam Claire approach, looking as regal as ever. I quickly get up and bow my head.
"Domina?"
"You are doing well, slave" she smiles gently. "Go and make yourself presentable again. Somebody has asked for you."
"Yes, domina. Thank you domina."
I rush to the bathroom, exchanging aroused glances and grins with two of my slavesisters, and freshen up before rushing out again to where Claire is pointing me at one of the men. He is sitting a little bit on the outskirts of the ongoing orgy and I realize he is one of the ones filming everything.
"You demanded me, civis?" I ask formally and his eyes behind the white venetian mask light up in amusement.
"I sure did." He chuckles. "Having fun?"
My heart soars.
"Mas...Dominus!" I exclaim surprised and happily falling on my knees in front of you. "You came!"
"Of course I did, my little Cumlips" you chuckle and beneath the amusement your voice is layered with affection. I can't help myself and snuggle up ahainst your legs, resting my head on your thigh. Gently, you lay a hand on my head and stroke my hair. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
Several people smile at seeing this tender scene and I hear 'Aaaaw' and 'so cute' several other similar exlamations and I blush and smile shyly at the people noticing this sudden moment of tenderness, guests and slavesisters alike. These people really know what the relationship between a real dominant and his property is about.
Soon enough though, you put the camera on the table next to you and free your hard cock from your garments. I need no order and start sucking you off with all the enthusiasm and skill I can muster.
"Oh yes, I have been waiting for this!" you sigh. "But don't overexert yourself. As far as Claire has told me, this has only been the warmup."
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Posted on : Feb 16, 2020
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