The Boss's Pet: Sharing Among Friends (11 page)

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

His blue eyes met hers and she knew she would be fine. “Just nervous to meet your friends who live in such a gorgeous, massive home!”

“They will love you! Relax.”

Nick stepped out then reached in for her. His strong, warm fingers gave her strength to meet so many new people tonight. When she stood beside him, he brushed back her hair to lift her face to his. Warm lips touched hers for reassurance.

“Just be yourself and look at them as potential clients.”

Holding tight to Nick’s arm, Sondra made her way carefully over the cobblestones, past the fountain, to the porch and through the double oak doors already opened. Inside, a stairway of white on both sides of the front door welcomed them and marble steps led up to a balcony to the second floor. Dimly lit chandeliers added a romantic feel. Beneath the balcony, the foyer opened into a spacious first floor living room filled with people laughing and having a great time, dressed in casual evening attire.

Sondra glanced around the room, not seeing anyone she recognized. This didn’t appear to be a sexual party at all so curiosity got her wondering where things would take place that were described in the invitation.  None of the women wore collars. Nick led her to the bar, got them a drink and she took a long sip of her Jack to relax as he talked with another couple. The tall man’s firm sculpted jaw line and confidence lent to his appeal. Soon Nick introduced her and the woman firmly shook her hand, not letting go, but instead, gave Sondra a full length glance.

“Nicholas, she is perfect! I can see she makes you happy just by looking at you both.”

“This is Jake and Karen, our hosts for the night.”

Sondra thanked her and couldn’t help but notice her husband’s dark eyes take her in also. He shook Nick’s hand but never took his eyes off Sondra, eyeing her cleavage then moving his gaze over the rest of her body.
Could he tell she wore her nipple rings?
His broad shoulders added to his powerful look and his smile charmed her right away. Would he be the one to check and make sure she left her panties at home? How was she going to get through this?

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Sondra. The pleasure will be all mine, I’m sure.”

Her cheeks heated and it worked its way down her neck. Thoughts of what he probably had on his mind right now made her blush.

“We’d like Sondra to pull a necklace and Nick, a key chain from out of the bowls and we’ll tell you what to do with them later. Nick, Sondra can’t see what number you have, but make sure they don’t match. Put your key chain in your pocket but Sondra must wear the necklace with the number showing.”

Jake put his arm around Sondra’s shoulder and kissed her cheek. Before he walked away, his hand moved down the back of her gown and cupped her ass.
She was sure he felt the cord around her waist that went between her cheeks and he had to know she didn’t have underwear on!
Jake squeezed her right cheek, then put his arm around his wife to talk with other guests as though he did that to each of his guests.

The couple walked away and Nick reached in to pull out his key chain, hiding it from her but checking the number. Sondra pulled out a dark blue corded necklace with a dangling number 24 on it. She placed it around her neck and shrugged her shoulders, wondering if this would match her up with another male at the party.

“Now
all
the men will be checking out your number for sure, pet! Shall we mingle?”

The warm breeze welcomed them onto the dimly lit patio where torches lit the perimeter, leaving the tables and chairs more in the shadows. A bar and more food stood in the far corner and guests milled about.

Nick’s hand touched her back. “Let’s head over to the table at the dark edge of the patio. I have something for you.”

Narrowing her eyes as she looked at him, he only pointed toward their direction. As she looked around, more women now wore the collars described in the invitation. Nick pulled out a chair for her and she sat down just as buzzing began in the plug and her inner muscles immediately tightened around it.

“Is that better? I didn’t want you to forget who was in charge here...and I have this for you.” Nick set his drink on the table and from his pocket pulled out a black leather, silver studded collar, complete with two small D rings. He stepped behind her and put the collar around her neck. “Lift your hair, pet, so I can buckle this for you. There, not tight at all.”

The collar immediately put her into the submissive mindset, shocking her, and she looked around. The other women continued to converse but only when talked to. Otherwise, they stood obediently by their Masters, with their numbered necklace in full view. She noticed men checking their key chain numbers then walking away with the women who matched them.

Her heart pounded. Would she have to go with whoever matched hers? She looked around for Nick, not realizing he’d stepped away until he suddenly appeared with another drink for her. “You looked like you could use this. You
will
obey whoever comes for you and you won’t know who they are until it happens. Just know that rules have to be followed so you will be safe, no matter what.”

Long nails tapped on the table as she tried to forget the buzz of her plug clamped tight within her inner muscles or the tug of the cord against her throbbing clit. Dampness formed between her thighs with no thong to absorb anything for her and the gold liquid in her glass only made her hornier as she tried to breathe steady.

“Let’s walk a bit to relax you...and tug on the cord between those pouty lips of yours.”

As the evening wore on, more drinks were consumed and the guests were getting friendlier with each other. She’d met several of Nick’s friends who gave their approval so she felt more comfortable than when she’d arrived. Looking around at some of the women, Sondra was sure they were the dominates and their husbands were the submissives, regardless of who wore the collar.

She noticed a few people missing from the group as she glanced around when Sondra met the gaze of a handsome dark eyed Italian man standing alone at the bar. Recognition set in and her knees weakened. Now he walked toward them; Nick already saw Enrico coming to join the two of them.

“I’m so glad you decided to come to the party, Sondra.”

He showed Nick something in his hand and Nick patted him on the shoulder. “I know she’s in good hands, my friend.”

Sondra thought her jaw dropped to the floor and quickly composed herself as she looked around for Katherine.

“Sondra, I’m glad it’s you who matches my number.”

Her throat went dry as she stared at Nick, then looked at Rico. “But...I don’t have a say in this?”

“Do I detect resistance? You know that won’t be tolerated. I think you are mine for at least the next two hours.”

“But...”

Nick kissed her cheek and patted her ass, then gave the cord a gentle tug. “Sharing among friends......teaches obedience, pet. Pay attention to your lessons tonight. I will find you later. You will be fine.”

Nick whispered to Rico, handed him something that he put into his pocket, then turned and left them alone. She was sure it was the controller for her plug and she tightened her muscles around it and smiled at Rico.

His dark eyes all but stripped her naked right there as he slowly gazed over her body.

He placed his arm around her shoulders and talked to her as they walked toward the entrance back into the house. At least they were friends and she already had a good idea that Rico wanted his hands all over her...again, since he’d already done that during her massage. She drank the last half of her drink at once and set the glass on a bar they passed.

“Would you like to see the inside of this place? It’s huge, come on.”

She became more comfortable as they walked and talked, the alcohol helping to relax her. Then they took two short flights of stairs down and they were in a long dim corridor with several doors to rooms that led off the hall. It appeared to be circular and rooms were on both sides with numbered doors...some had green tags on the doors, some had red.

Sondra gasped and hoped Rico hadn’t noticed. Now she realized what her number was for. They stopped at room 24. Rico unlocked the door to the darker room and waited for her to go in. She tried not to hesitate too long before she took her first step in and stood as close to the wall as she could until her eyes adjusted to the dark room.

Leather.

She smelled it and visions flew through her mind.

A light switch clicked on that barely added any additional light. Squinting her eyes, she tried to see the furniture there. The room appeared quite large and in the far corner she saw a bed. Her throat nearly closed off; she couldn’t breathe and her nails digging into her palm got her attention.

Rico had already removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. He leaned back against a large table and watched her.

“I think you’d look better without the dress. As a matter of fact, I
know
you look better without the dress. I’ve seen you naked and like you that way. There’s a chair there and a hook on the wall. Take it off and hang it up.”

This is what Nick had tried to train her for. Rico’s eyes sparkled in the dim light as he watched her. Could he hear her heart beat? No, but he probably could hear the buzz in her ass! Again, her muscles tightened there, now more on their own, than hers. Her body could easily betray her tonight; she had more to drink than she should have.

“I’m waiting...”

Nervously she reached up to unhook her dress, then slowly let it fall as she tugged it further down. Cool air hit her breasts, then her waist, then her legs.

Rico took a sharp intake of air and groaned as he watched.

She slipped off her heels, stepped out of the dress and hung it on the hook as instructed, then stood up to wait, her hands behind her and her eyes looking toward the floor. Now she stood there totally nude, nervous as hell while he admired her!

“Damn!” Rico whispered in the dark.

The heat in her cheeks burned in the dark as she waited for what seems several minutes.

“Turn around for me, face the wall...and bend forward.”

The dim light hid her heated cheeks as she obeyed his commands. Bending at the waist, still with her hands behind her, she waited for further instructions.

“Pull the cord tighter between your legs. I want to
hear
what that does to you.”

As she did that, the speed on her vibrator went up a notch and a moan slipped from her throat.

“Spread your legs..
.that’s it. Reach around in front and touch yourself, get your fingers wet and bring them over here to me. Do it slow so I can watch.”

Sondra couldn’t believe she had to do this, but she had no choice. Not following orders would look bad for Nick and get her spanked, she was sure. Spreading her feet apart, her fingers separated her lips and moved the wet cord. She inserted two fingers deep inside, slipping further into her hot, silky center.

A moan escaped her throat that surprised even her as she swirled her fingers to get them good and wet for Rico.

“That’s it. Now bring them over here. I want to taste you.”

Stepping through the dark room, she stood before her new Master. He took her hand and sniffed, then again.

She whimpered.

“You don’t like that, do you? I would think Nick would have gotten you used to that. We love the smell of a woman...” Suddenly his tongue pressed against her fingers and he sucked at them, licking all around each finger as he tasted her honey. More of her juices seeped onto the cord as he sucked her fingers.

“Put your other hand behind your back and leave it there.”

She obeyed. The butterflies in her stomach swirled the same as his tongue did. As he kept her fingers in his mouth, licking and sucking, his hand came up to cup a breast and he groaned when he touched her nipple rings. He carefully felt the other side.

“Spread your legs and bend your knees.”

Again, without question, she obeyed. His hand quickly moved the wet cord out of the way and huge fingers slipped up inside her, pressing against the plug and her knees weakened with arousal. The fingers slowly plunged in and out, getting them wet so they slid easily inside her.

He’d make her cum if she didn’t think about something else.

Pulling out his fingers, Rico spread her juices over her nipples, reached down to dip his fingers again, then wet her other nipple and she mistakenly let another moan escape. He tugged on a ring and she yelped.

Rico let go of her hand. “Put that behind you with your other hand.” He slipped a finger beneath her collar and pulled her face close. “I’m sure you kneel nicely for your Master...show me how you do that. Now...and spread your knees apart.”

Keeping her eyes down, she knelt before her new Master, knowing his hardened arousal was mere inches away from her face. Both of his hands caressed her breasts, gently squeezing them, toying with the rings until she whimpered in pain several times. They were nearly numb at this point but she could feel what he did and it excited her that another man had his hands on her naked body.
Is this why others participated in bondage?
For the excitement?