A Party To a Conspiracy
'For goodness sake June, don't be such a wimp. We agreed that we would go to
this party and now we have gone through all the trouble to hire costumes and
dress up you suddenly decide you want to stay home. It is too late for that now
we have passed the point where backing out is an option.'
'It's the dressing up part that worries me' June responded sulkily 'it's alright
for you Sandra your Madam Lash outfit is at least decent, mine on the other hand
is obscenely revealing'.
Sandra looked her flatmate up and down and found it hard not to smile. June was
perched on top of the highest heeled shoes she had ever seen and to make matters
worse they were actually locked on with a small padlock. Sandra had told June
she had hired the shoes as part of the costume but it was a tiny fib as she had
bought them along with the rest of June's costume at a kinky leather shop in
town.
June's legs were encased in sheer black nylon stockings which were attached to
tags hanging down from her black leather corset. Sandra had helped June put on
the corset and made sure it was uncomfortably tight for her friend.
Junes black panties were of the thong variety and were almost as sheer as the
stockings and the matching bra merely supported the underside of June's rather
voluptuous breasts leaving the delightfully large erect nipples exposed to the
cool of the room.
Aware that Sandra was staring at them June blushed. 'The knickers and bra and in
fact the whole outfit is straight out of some seedy men's magazine' June
lamented. 'The skirt and blouse are also ridiculous. The skirt is so short it
hardly covers my crotch or my bottom and everyone would almost see straight
through the blouse at what little bra there actually is underneath. No I'm
sorry I just cannot go anywhere in this costume and that is final'.
'Look June it is an S and M theme night and the nightclub is going to be packed
with people in revealing costumes. You are the slave and I am your Mistress and
we are going... so get used to the idea. You haven't even seen the rest of the
costume yet'.
'Oh no Sandra no way I am not going along with this' June's protests were in
response to her seeing the handcuffs, blindfold, collar and ballgag that Sandra
had taken out of the costume bag.
Taking advantage of June's shock Sandra quickly handcuffed her friend's wrists
behind her back. 'Sandra please take these things off this is not funny this
whole thing has gone beyond a joke'.
'Sorry June the cuffs stay now lift your chin up so I can get the collar on
you'.
Despite her complaining June did indeed lift her chin and allow the high collar
to be locked around her neck. Sandra knew then that there was now nothing June
could do to stop her and the knowledge of the power she now had over her friend
was intoxicating.
Taking her time Sandra buckled the leather blindfold over June's eyes and picked
up the ballgag.
For several long seconds neither women spoke and then it was June who broke the
silence, unaware that soon she would be robbed of speech as well as sight.
'Sandra I know I agreed to go to this theme night thing and that I did agree to
go dressed as your slave, I also appreciate that you have spent a lot of time
and money getting the costumes for us both but I didn't agree to handcuffs or
blindfolds and you have put these on me against my will. Take them off now or I
will...'her voice hung in the quiet of the room.
'Or you will what' Sandra whispered in June's ear as she moved round behind her,
the bright red ballgag only inches from June's lips. As June opened her mouth to
speak Sandra forced home the gag and buckled it tightly at the back of June's
neck. 'You will do nothing June' Sandra chuckled 'Tonight you will go with me as
my slave and a slave is what you are right now. Soon I will lead you to the car
and you will sit quietly beside me on the drive to the club. If you struggle or
make any noise at all I will take off that skirt and take you there without
it..do you understand...nod if you do'.
June wanted to beg to be freed, she wanted at the minimum to tell Sandra how
much the gag hurt her jaw but instead she just nodded, realizing in that moment,
that she really was now under her friend's control. To her complete surprise and
shame she also realized in that moment that the whole situation she was in was
making her wet and turning her on.
As if sensing the change in her flatmate Sandra slipped her index finger under
the hem of June's short little skirt and moved it upwards until it reached the
thin nylon panties covering June's crotch.
'I really don't think you had any idea that I fancy you did you slave' and as
she spoke she hooked her finger under the nylon gusset and pulled the material
into a thin strand bisecting the wet pussy lips.
Beneath her blindfold June's eyes rolled in their sockets and beneath her gag a
low moan emerged from her lips as Sandra gently sawed the material back and
forward.
'Oh yes honey, that's it, move those hips, go with the flow don't fight it, you
have no choice so surrender to me now..surrender'.
The combination of the assault on her pussy and the words of her friend
whispering in her ear sent June over the edge and there was no turning back.
Sandra felt June's thighs squeezing her hand trapping it and flooding it as she
came in a way that had never happened to her before.
'God you are such a randy little bitch' Sandra exclaimed 'who would have thought
'little miss butter wouldn't melt in her mouth' would hump my hand like a sex
starved slut. You have made my hand all wet. Tonight at the club, as punishment,
I will have your skirt and panties removed and your bare bottom spanked up on
stage in full view of everyone'.
June felt a lead attached to the front of her collar and she was pulled to her
feet and led out into the warm night air. She heard a car door being opened and
then she was eased inside and she knew that Sandra was really going to take her
and she fully believed that the spanking too would happen. Sandra leaned over
and fastened June's seatbelt and as the car pulled away in the darkness June
came again.
In the midst of the orgasm aftershocks June listened to Sandra's favorite David
Gray tape and she remembered that just yesterday she had sat in the same seat
listening to the same music blissfully unaware that less than 24 hours later she
would be a helpless slave at the whim of her Mistress.
The journey seemed to go quickly and then the car was stopped and she was being
helped out of the car and led to whatever humiliations her mistress had in store
for her.
'Two please' Sandra said.
'So this must be the lovely June you have been telling us all about' a woman's
voice replied. 'I'm surprised she agreed to come here tied up and dressed like
that'.
Sandra laughed 'well actually Carol she had little choice in the matter but yes
here she is and I can tell you she really loves it'.
As Sandra finished speaking June felt a hand raise her skirt and gently rub the
strand of nylon panties still wedged in her pussy. 'I see what you mean she is
as wet as a dish rag'.
The knowledge that the hand fondling her pussy belonged to a woman she had never
met and could not see, shocked June and she tried to pull away but a stinging
slap to her right buttock left her stunned. 'Don't ever pull away from me
darling' the woman said 'now if you don't want another twenty spanks like the
last one you had better fuck my hand and cum for me. Do it now'.
Blushing bright red June edged forwards until her pussy once again came in
contact with the woman's hand and as she rode it she came quickly and violently
shocking herself and surprising the woman in front of her.
'Is she going to be part of tonight's entertainment' the woman Carol asked.
'Oh yes I'm having her spanked on stage' Sandra replied.
'A whipping would be better' the woman suggested.
'Not on her first night Carol, but I'll let you have first crack at her when she
is whipped'.
'I'll take you up on that. Have a good night'.
'Bye Carol see you later'.
As she was led inside June could smell the smoke and drink and heat of the
people all around her and soon hands were slipping under her skirt and squeezing
her breasts and pinching her nipples through her blouse. It was all like an
erotic dream and June half hoped she would wake to find herself tucked up in her
own bed but also half of her wanted to be touched and spanked and whipped and
made to cum . Oh please God, she suddenly thought, let there be nobody she knew
watching her being spanked on stage.
Then she remembered that that several of her workmates said they were going to
be there and she came again.
Tonight was going to be a party night like no other.
