Ely and I had been previously invited to my previous Master's place for some event concerning Barbie. The event last Saturday night was also for John to introduce his new lady boy who had recently arrived from Thailand as a mail order bride. Not sure how that works, especially as John is already married with the little women currently sharing a house with him, but certainly not his bed.Ely had been nagging the shit out of me for the last couple of weeks that it was inportant that I look the best I could, and do not spare the expense in my wardrobe for the night. Sydney in April is warm during the day although it can get a bit cold at night. Ely did my makeup on the night and the dress I wore, she had previously made me buy it. My eyebrows are no longer so arched but are very thin along the full length of the of my eyes arching down at the end. I must admit that they make me more seductive with heavy dark liner along the eyelid and under the eye. False eyelashes are not as long but much thicker. She made me get an all over fake tan and then she applied more to give my face a darker bronze look to the rest of my body. I wore grey contact lenses. My ear rings with immitation white diamonds danglys that looked like flowers. As usual my other ear holes had immitation diamond studs. Lip stick was a very soft whitest pink so as to highlight the strong bronze tan. For the first time ever in my life I wore my hair up which looked fantastic.My dress was a black number slightly longer than I would normally wear. No showing off my arse cheeks when I walk tonight. Straps supporting the bust over a support lacey black bra. The bra straps were hidden front and back by the dress straps although the back was very revealing down to my arse crack. The bosum area has black shiney beads and stops under the breast line where the dress goes tighter to give me more support with the bra. Certainly improved my little cleavage. The dress was then a sheer material down to the waist where there was about a 4 inch stretchy strap sewn into the material to acsent the arse cheeks and clit area. The dress finished a couple of inches past the bottom of my arse line that was covered by a sheer black thong, so if anyone saw my clitty it was very obvious that I had extra baggage. My necklace was a black bead chocker with more black beads hanging down towards my cleavage. Shoes were my black lock on strap high arches. These shoes make my feet and legs so sexy but they kill me with the immense pressure on the ball area of my foot and I am still crap at walking in them. Remaining accesories were a couple of black clunky cheap plastic bangles on my wrist and one chunky black flower ring on my right index finger and thumb rings on both thumbs.On our way down to the taxi I knocked on Sandy's front door as I had still not seen her since she watched me at work. The door was opened by a guy who must have been close to 6 foot 6. I introduced myself and asked if I could talk to Sandy. He introduced himself as Benjamin her wife. He was on special leave as Sandy's grandmother had recently passed away. I asked him to pass on my condolences and to tell Sandy that I would drop in later in the week as I told him where I lived. He then siad oh you must be the tranny that Sandy told me about. He thanked me for being a friend to her and he would p[ass on the message.Arriving at Master's place we were shown around the back. Master came up to me shortly after and we kissed and cuddled very romatically. He told me that I was his escort for the night as Mistress was away and Barbi was currently unavailable. I was quickly served a glass of champagne and we started to mingle with other guests. I was very flirty and a number of men were not back ward in rubbing past me, holding me and kissing me on the back of the neck. Master even let me smoke while with him. This had always been totally out of the question when living with him. Where is Barbie?This was a very large crowd of people and it was pretty obvious that all members of the bondage club and their partners were here. Even Mistress Ann and her husband were here. Normally they never come. My old friend Jacques was moving around with the guests and my beat ever full female friend Debbie was one of the serving wenches. I met John and his new lady boy and they had a birthday cake for her as today was her 20th birthday. She had such a pretty face and huge tits. She had a really funny squeeky voice that is impossible to describe. You had to hear it to believe it, and it was even funnier as she had a very strong accent and her English was pretty poor.
About an hour into the festivities as the food started to be served Master and I walked up to the stage that had been obviously erected for the night. He started out by welcoming everyone and assuring everyone that if required his slut (me) was available to satisfy any needs they might have. Next he said that he had bad news which in fact was the reason for this get together. Straight away I thought what is he going to do to me? What have I done wrong? Next thing Jacques leads in a naked blond tranny, very dirty, bruised and barely able to walk. It was Barbie. Her wrists were tied with wire to another piece of wire that was around her throat and abviously very tight as she was having trouble breathing and there was a small trickle of blood where it was cutting into her skin. Her breasts were very purple and also bleeding from the wire tied around them. Her gag was another piece of wire that made it very painfulo and different to say anything, let alone scream out for help. Master knocked Barbi off her feet and stood on her hair so that she could not move her head.
He then went on to explain her crime which was the worst thing that anyone could do in the bondage club. She had started a sexual relationship with a non member of the club without her Master's permission. Barbie also attempted to steal some of the extensive items in Master's personal library of bondage club activities to sell and put on the net. This was unforgiveable as members of the club depended on total privacy to safeguard their professional and personal lives. This was one of Master's major rules with me, to the fact that when I was under his roof he had to approve every thing I did, including things like my Imagefap blog. Now I knew why Mistress was not here. She always avoided any gathering that involved major punishment.
Jacques joined us on stage. As Master continued to stand on Barbie's hair Jacques lifted her right foot to show everyone the capital T burned into the sole of her foot. There was a similar branding on her right foot. T stood for traitor and they had been burnt into her foot, not tattooed. Jacques slipped a noose around Barbie and let it run down to her waist. He threw the other end over a beam and with the help of 2 other guys lifted Barbie into the air. Barbie had gone totally crazy fighting against the rope that held her helpless in the air. Even though the thing scared the shit out of me, the total helplessness of Barbie was turning me on as I started to hold Master pretty tightly. Master then yelled that this slut was dead to him. Jacques came back with a piece of rubber hose and proceed to hit Barbie with it. First on the bottom of her feet. Then her ankles and then her knees. She was crieing uncontrollably trying to cry out but mufflede by the wire cutting further into her. The rope noose around her continued to tighten as she tried to wriggle free. This just excited a lot of the spectators even more as the helpless and hurt slut continued to swing around in front of them as she was hit. In the stomach and kidney area. Her cock suffered a number of glancing blows. Her beautiful tits were smashed and bloodied.
Master was so excited and I was directed to my knees and took out his cock from his trousers. No condom, pure beautiful skin. I had so missed this and hungarily sucked and licked his cock, up and down his shaft and his balls. Before cuming he told me not to swallow. When he did cum and squirted his creamy juice into my mouth I was instructed to show the spectators my mouthful of his cum. Then I could swallow. As Barbie hung limply and swinging above us after the completion of her punishment I went back to Master and licked his cock clean. After I had cleaned up Master and put his cock away he grabbed me by the back of the neck and me towards the spectators and asked if anyone wanted to use me. 4 guys put their hand up and they took me inside. Instructions were to fuck my mouth but my arse hole was off limits. I did not want to run the risk of getting cum over my dress and I asked if I could strip. One guy slapped me across the cheek and told me to shut the fuck up and blow him. I did him and the other 3.
When we came out again, Barbie was not there any more. He instructed me and the other slaves male, female and trannies to follow him up to the back garden. When we got up there there was nothing much to see as it was pretty dark. A halogen light was turned on and there was Barbie. She had been buried up to her neck so that you could only see her head which had been arched back, and it was obvious from the mess around her that she was the topilet for the night. We were then all given the big warning about what would happen to us if we tried anything similar. She would stay in that position overnight It was freezing. She would be sprayed with piss and shit all night. In the morning she would be shipped to the wester suburbs of Brisbane to an affiliate member of the club who I knew well as a maniac. He had hot and cold running slut slaves. He did not care what they looked like, if they were sick or injured, as long as they sucked his cock. He always removed all of their teeth so that they would not bite his cock or the tool of a guest. Eventiually they would fully lose their cock. First the balls and then later their stalk would be chopped off. He wanted them aroused but unable to relieve themselves. For that reason he also stretched their arse holes to rediculous sizes so that they could not pleasure a cock down there. Women underwent similar punishment except that their clitties are sewn up, their tits split and their arse hole gapped.
We assured Master that we would never do what Barbie had done. I wanted to talk to Bambie desperately to find out what the changes are of me ending up like Barbie. I had not done anything wrong but there was a history of Master's main slut disappearing before he takes a new one.
