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   MRWADE.301                                        By Master Wade

   

   

                            The D/s Convention

   

                               Chapter Two

   

   

   

        My introduction to the other couple went smoothly, and I 

   found them both to be very nice and easy to talk with. The other 

   man, whose name was Dan, was only a few years younger than myself 

   and was an investor, so we quickly found much to talk about.

   

        The blonde slavegirl was Cindy, and was both intelligent and 

   well-mannered.  She came, we learned, from a wealthy family, and 

   having graduated from high school on an advanced schedule, had 

   finished college early as well, and was now finishing up graduate 

   work in preparation for a career in teaching on the college level. 

   I wondered if she would dress like that for class, and thought 

   about re-entering college myself.

   

        Conversation was easy and pleasant during dinner, and once 

   again I was impressed by the quality of the event. Once the doors 

   were closed there was some relaxing that was evident, and we all 

   noticed with some amusement that one slave had been required to 

   strip to her bra and panties for the meal. While she was not at 

   all unattractive, I was rather pleased that none of the Masters at 

   our table felt a similar need to require that of their slaves.

   

        Most of the talk at our table was about how we all became 

   involved in D/s, and as usual it was interesting to hear the 

   various stories of the others.  The other two couples at our table 

   had been involved for very long times and seemed very much at home 

   with their relationships and with being there with us.  Neither 

   couple was especially appealing to us, but they were nice, and 

   dinner went smoothly.  When the meal was over, the tinkling of a 

   knife against a water glass called for our attention at the 

   podium.

   

        The speaker announced himself as the organizer of the event, 

   and Maria and I smiled at each other as we realized it was one 

   of our online friends, whom we had never met before in real life. 

   He greeted us and thanked us for coming and then gave some 

   specific instructions about how we might spend our time.

   

        "Our rooms occupy the entire sixth floor of the hotel," he 

   announced.  "We have placed guards, if you will, at each entrance 

   to our floor, both to assure our safety as well as our privacy. 

   Those without nametags will be turned back, so make sure you have 

   yours on whenever you leave the floor, or you will find it 

   difficult to return.  There are three suites on the sixth floor, 

   none of which are occupied by guests, but which are available to 

   us for our usage.  One of them is situated in the center of the 

   floor and will be used for a hospitality suite where a bar is now 

   being set up, and where it will be manned each evening until 4:00 

   AM.  Please use this hospitality suite for the meeting and 

   greeting of each other, and for making the alliances which you may 

   want to enjoy while you are here.  The other two suites are 

   reserved for group sex encounters, and we only ask that you treat 

   each other with respect in those areas.  There is also one room on 

   the sixth floor which we have set aside for a particular purpose, 

   and it has been skillfully outfitted some wonderful bondage and 

   discipline equipment for your use. Usage of this room is by 

   reservation only, and we suggest that you inform us of any intent 

   to use it as early as possible, so that we can tell if we need to 

   arrange for a second area like this one.  Any participants who use 

   this area will sign a separate release form in addition to the one 

   you signed at reservation.

   

        "We have chosen not to offer a particularly structured 

   schedule of events, as you may have noticed.  Those of us who have 

   attended these gatherings in the past have found it to be the case 

   that attendance at planned events is sporadic, and that most of 

   you will want to spend your time in your own rooms, or in the 

   suites already mentioned.  Please feel free to get to know each 

   other and to share your particular perversions with each other 

   freely.  You will learn much from your discussions with each other 

   and from seeing the different styles of D/s as they are practiced 

   by those in attendance, and I know, from seeing what an attractive 

   group we have here this year, that you will enjoy the sexual 

   sharing that takes place as well.  Nudity is allowed only on this 

   floor, but you may feel free to dress any way you wish in these 

   areas.  Sex in all the public areas of this floor is also 

   admissable, and I know that some of you will take full advantage 

   of that freedom.

   

        "Of the structured events, I will call your attention to the 

   clothing and equipment booths which will be open all day tomorrow 

   in the Atlantic Room, where you will find a wide array of products 

   offered for sale, and to the screening tomorrow evening in that 

   same room of a number of XXX rated films which I think you will 

   enjoy as well.  Security will also be tight for these events, and 

   you may relax and enjoy yourself fully while inside this room at 

   all times.

   

        "This is the last you will hear from me before our closing 

   breakfast on Sunday morning, so let me simply wish each of you a 

   wonderful weekend, and my hope that you will find it as exciting 

   and adventure-packed as we have in the past. Enjoy."

   

        Immediately upon the conlusion of his remarks, people began 

   rising, and I quickly invited Dan and Cindy to visit the 

   hospitality suite with us.  On the way upstairs in the elevator, 

   Maria remarked to all of us that she hoped we would stay in the 

   hospitality suite for only a short while, that she was very 

   anxious to get to know Dan and Cindy better in the privacy of our 

   room. I could tell that this pleased them very much, especially 

   Dan, who gave Maria a very warm and appreciative smile before 

   replying that he would enjoy that very much as well.

   

        Things warmed up quickly in the hospitality suite, and before 

   we left there were quite a few couples involved in heavy petting 

   and even some collars and chains showing up on some of the 

   submissives.  I can't really say that I was impressed by most of 

   it, but I have very specific tastes in women, and the full or 

   partial nudity of a not-especially-appealing female body doesn't 

   do a lot for me.  But the drinks were relaxing and we did meet 

   some more interesting people before we left to go to our room.

   

        Over dinner we had learned, to my great satisfaction, that 

   Cindy was bisexual, and that she often served Dan by being with 

   other women.  I'm sure we would have shared with them even if this 

   had not been the case, but I was incredibly hungry to see my Cuban 

   whore between this girl's legs, so it pleased me to know that I 

   would indeed see that. Once we were in our room, I mentioned to 

   them how much that excited me, and suggested that I would like to 

   have my girl show off her body to them, after which I thought it 

   might be nice if Cindy would either do the same, or allow Maria 

   to help her undress. I asked Dan if it would be alright with him 

   if we watched the girl's play for a bit before we joined in with 

   them, and he agreed, happily.

   

        Maria knew this was coming, and it wasn't neccessary for us 

   to discuss it ahead of time.  She had both practiced and performed 

   her stripping routine many times, and had it down to an art. She 

   had stripped many times for other men, at my request, and for 

   other women, as well, but this was the first time she had done it 

   for another Master and slave, and I knew she was thrilled to have 

   the opportunity, especially for Dan and Cindy.

   

        Dan and Cindy relaxed on one of the two king-sized beds in 

   the room, and I sat in a nearby armchair that faced the end of the 

   bed.  At her Master's request, Cindy had pulled off the white 

   pantyhose and replaced her red high heels, and was laying next to 

   her Master with her red skirt nearly to her waist, displaying the 

   full length of her tanned legs to us all. I could see the lower 

   half  of her white panties as they hugged her ass from where I 

   sat.

   

        I love to watch my girl strip for others. I don't just like 

   it, I LOVE it. She does it because she is an exhibitionist at 

   heart and because it excites her and she loves to do it, but she 

   also does it because she belongs to me, and because she knows how 

   much it pleases me for her to do it. Before taking her position at 

   the foot of the bed, where Dan and Cindy would be able to view her 

   head-on, Maria came to me and kissed me softly on my lips.  "I 

   own you, little whore," I said to her, as she stood in front of me 

   and smoothed down her skirt.  "Yes, Master," she replied, in a 

   calm firm voice, "you do own me. I am your slut and your whore. 

   Shall I show off my body for you now, Master?  May I show off my 

   body to your friends?"  I smiled at her.  This was all part of our 

   routine, but I loved that we did it this way.  "Show me those 

   legs, and your cunt, little whore," I said, being careful to speak 

   the words plainly and loudly enough that Dan and Cindy would hear 

   them.  Maria continued to face me and raised her skirt slowly 

   and tantalizingly, all the way to her waist.  I could feel Dan and 

   Cindy's eyes on her, and knew they were loving what they saw 

   almost as much as I was.  When her skirt was fully raised, Maria 

   pushed the front of her panties down with one hand, below her 

   crotch, exposing to me her trimmed patch of dark pubic hair, and 

   the soft folds of her sex.  She looked down at herself, joining me 

   in looking at her whore cunt.  I reached forward and ran a finger 

   through her wet lips, making her thighs quiver with excitement.

   

        "Who owns this cunt, little tramp?", I asked, hotly.  "You 

   do, Master. You own it," she replied, still holding her panties 

   down, still looking at herself.  I rubbed her more intently, 

   feeling her get wetter and wetter.  She flung her head back, 

   making her long hair fly around her head, squatted just a little, 

   as if wanting to beg my finger inside her with her body, and 

   moaned loudly.  "You'll fuck anyone I say?", I asked, thumping her 

   clit with my finger and making her jerk her hips. She looked down 

   again, making her hair dance around her head once more. She 

   grunted.  "Yes, Master! I'll fuck anyone for you."  I stuck my 

   middle finger up into her hole and pumped her, only twice. 

   Removing it, I licked her juices from my finger.  "Strip for our 

   friends. Show them what a pretty whore I own," I said, sitting 

   back in the chair.

   

        Maria released her hold on the front of her panties, 

   allowing them to once again cover her sex.  She tugged at the 

   edges of them, smoothing them and straightening them so that they 

   once again hugged her crotch neatly.  Allowing the hem of her 

   skirt to fall, Maria smoothed the fabric over her hips, thighs, 

   and belly. When she was as pristine and neat as possible, my girl 

   knelt in front of my chair, laid her head in my lap, and hugged my 

   legs tightly with her arms.  I looked at Dan and Cindy, and could 

   see that they were patiently waiting, and that they were impressed 

   by my slave's submission to me.  I smoothed Maria's beautiful 

   brown hair with my hand as she continued to hug me tightly. Then 

   she raised her head, her arms still wrapped around my legs, and 

   said, "I love you, Master. I love you completely."  I looked 

   deeply into her wonderful eyes and replied, "I love you too, 

   precious girl.  Now, go make yourself a naked slut in front of our 

   guests."  Maria replied, "Yes, Master," with a smile that slid 

   quickly from love to lust, and giving my legs one more brief hug, 

   stood and walked to the foot of the bed.

   

        I realize as I write this that the prelude I just described 

   sounds much longer than it really is when we do it.  It moves 

   smoothly, and quickly, and takes only a moment or two, but it has 

   a lot of meaning for my girl and I.  It is a ritual that allows us 

   to confirm our love for each other, my ownership of her, her 

   submission to me, her willingness to serve others at my command, 

   and which gives me, her Master, the first close-up view of her 

   naked thighs and her quivering sex.  I don't always demand it of 

   her, but it is always special when I do.

   

        Maria stood in front of Dan and Cindy and placed both hands 

   at her throat, palms in. She bowed her head, almost as if saying a 

   quick prayer, and then threw it back, her eyes closed and her long 

   hair flying. As she did this, her hands began moving slowly down 

   the front of her body, separating to individually caress her 

   breasts, coming together again and turning so that the fingers 

   pointed downward as she moved across her abdomen to her crotch, 

   hesitating only slightly to press her skirt inward and grab at her 

   pussy, and then separating once more as she moved them down her 

   thighs, around to the backs of her legs, and up and over the 

   cheeks of her ass.  Opening her eyes and letting her head fall to 

   an upright position, Maria looked pointedly at Dan and ran the 

   fingers of both hands through her hair.  She then began a little 

   side-stepping dance, keeping her eyes fixed on the handsome man's 

   face as she began unbuttoning the buttons of her blouse.

   

        Just as my beautiful brunette was tugging the tail of her 

   blouse from the skirt and preparing to pull it open to reveal her 

   lacy bra, Cindy glanced over at me.  The look she gave me was one 

   of nervous concern, borne, I think, out of an appreciation for the 

   powerful eroticism of this older woman's performance, and the 

   realization that she was in no way prepared to do for me what my 

   girl was now doing for her Master.  Still looking at me, she ran 

   her hand slowly down one of her long legs, as if to say, "I can't 

   do that, but look at these legs."  I smiled at her and winked.

   

        Maria held her blouse open for just a few seconds, letting 

   them drink in the sight of her, and then slipped it off her arms, 

   dropping it casually on the floor.  She unclasped and unzipped her 

   skirt, slowly pushing it down over her hips with a little wiggle, 

   and allowing it to pool around her feet.  Stepping from it, she 

   bent slowly, showing her cleavage, and tossed the skirt into the 

   growing pile of clothes next to her.

   

        Clad now in only her heels, bra and panties, and the thigh hi 

   stockings, Maria faced the younger couple again and repeated the 

   earlier caress of her hands down the front of her body, lingering 

   this time as she grabbed her crotch, looking down at it and 

   moaning softly before raising her eyes to look at Dan hungrily. 

   This time her hands moved to the clasp of her bra. Unfastening it 

   easily, my girl held the cups together for just a bit longer, 

   teasing them, then moving her hands widely apart, exposing and 

   displaying her naked tits to them for the first time.  The pause 

   that came here was one of the most difficult ones to teach my 

   girl. No matter how proud a girl is of her breasts, it isn't easy 

   to just stand in front of someone for the first time and hold your 

   bra open pointedly, allowing others to stare at your nakedness. 

   But it makes cocks hard, and pussies wet, and she had learned to 

   do it perfectly.  After the orchestrated and tension laden pause, 

   my girl removed the bra and tossed it to the floor.

   

        At this point, Maria placed each hand under her breasts, 

   lifting them and looking down at them lustily, as if in love with 

   them.  Taking her time and sliding her hands slightly, she rubbed 

   her thumbs over her small brown nipples, teasing them as her eyes 

   closed and a small moan escaped her lips.  Releasing them with 

   planned but real reluctance, she then allowed her arms to fall to 

   her sides, and turned slowly so that her back was to the other 

   couple, allowing them to see her in profile, and then stopping to 

   allow them to look at her with her back to them and her legs 

   spread slightly apart. Still in this position, Maria moved her 

   hands to her long hair and pulled it over one shoulder, baring her 

   shoulders and her back so that they could see her smooth, 

   unblemished skin.  Pausing for just a moment, she then moved her 

   feet together and grasped the sides of her panties.  Bending at 

   the waist, my girl slid the little panties downward, slowly 

   revealing more and more of her ass as she worked the little scrap 

   of silk down her beautiful legs.  Stepping out of them gracefully, 

   she held the panties out to the side and dropped them casually to 

   the floor.

   

        Maria placed her hands on her hips and looked back over her 

   shoulder at Dan, sexily, watching him look at her naked body from 

   behind her.  Winking, she then lowered her hands and turned to 

   face them once more, her head bowing, and her eyes closing, 

   stopping to stand naked in front of those her Master had allowed 

   her to strip for.

   

        I stood and moved behind my girl and held her by her arms as 

   I spoke to Dan and Cindy.

   

        "This is my girl. She is my slave, and the only slave I ever 

   want; the only slave I ever need.  There is nothing, I repeat, 

   nothing, that this whore will not do for me.  And there is 

   nothing, absolutely nothing, that she will do without my 

   permission.  She was made for this, and needs it as much as she 

   needs the air she breathes.  I give her to the two of you now to 

   use for your pleasure.  She will suck, fuck, lick, kiss, do 

   anything you wish to pleasure you.  My only restrictions are that 

   you do not hurt her, piss on her, or fuck her ass, as those things 

   are reserved for her Master only.  May I have my girl strip your 

   slave for us now, Master Dan?"

   

        Dan had a raging hardon. I don't think he had seen anything 

   quite like this before. Clearing his throat and turning to Cindy, 

   he spoke to her softly, telling her to go to us and to do anything 

   we asked of her.  Cindy was nervous, and it showed, but she 

   responded with a simple "Yes, Master," and began to get up from 

   the bed.  Releasing Maria, who moved to take Cindy's hand and 

   lead her out to the foot of the bed, I sat once again in my 

   armchair, and waited patiently for yet another beautiful and 

   powerful moment to unfold in front of me.

   

   

   Continued in Chapter Three...















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