The Grateful Butler, Part 2
by doormat
Kurt’s tongue slipped out of her pussy as his Mistress’s body shook from the thunderous orgasm. Feeling a bit smug the bound and kneeling servant and slave smiled to himself.
“You do indeed have a talented tongue Kurt,” she complimented, as the regal lady’s labored breathing returned to normal, while she lounged in the upholstered bedroom chair gazing downward.
“Thank you ma’am,” he replied joyfully, glad that he had once again pleased his Mistress. Orally satisfying her had become a daily chore, much like dusting and vacuuming.
Then sitting straight up in the chair, the tone in her voice changed as she prepared to inform him of the afternoon party she was guesting for some of her female friends. He was to make sure the whole house was spotless; that meant no dust anywhere. He understood.
But now he was to go start her shower, making sure the water temperature was to her liking. He then was to proceed immediately to the kitchen and begin to prepare her breakfast; it was to be on the table by the time his Mistress entered the dining room at precisely 6:45. He’d been perfectly punctual with this duty ever since that humiliating spanking in her study. ( Note: See “The Grateful Butler”)
Katherine smiled at Kurt as she consumed a tasty repast, then walked out the front door of her palatial estate straight into her Lincoln Town car that was parked at the front, circular driveway with the impeccably dressed chauffeur holding the rear door open.
She always made it a point to be at the TV station she owned at precisely 7:30 AM to greet her staff as well as to show leadership. She kept a tight rein on things and was a stickler for promptness as well as preciseness. She also demanded respect; she had berated underlings for failing to call her “Ma’am”. That included department heads and other executives.
Just last week she held a closed door meeting with the News Director. What the rest of the staff didn’t know was that he was given an across-her-desk bare bottomed spanking with a hard wooden paddle for allowing one of her competitors to break a big story before her station did. Gender didn’t hold any sway either. She once called the bubbly “Happy Homemaker” into her office for the same treatment for airing a show that Katherine felt was tasteless.
Today, however, after making sure the Station Manager had things well in hand, she rode back to her magnificent home with Kurt at the wheel. It was a little before noon and she wanted to be home to meet the caterers.
When the chauffeur had let her out and parked the car in the garage, she ordered the gangling man of twenty-two to report to her bedroom. Obeying her command, to his dismay he saw a red, wrap-around bow tie and a matching loin cloth laying on the bed.
“These will be your only apparel today,” she informed him. Red-faced, he gazed sheepishly at the demeaning attire. What could he do? He could’ve quit, but she most assuredly would’ve black-balled him so that he would never attain another butler job anywhere. Furthermore, he was paid well for his labors. Wary of further punishment the handsome butler stood at attention as his Mistress leered at the tented bulge caused by the stretched material of the loin cloth. His bare butt cheeks could feel the cool breeze of the air-conditioning.
He had indeed vacuumed and dusted thoroughly and was ready to receive the lady’s guests when the doorbell rang. The slim brunette with short hair and a heart-shaped face smiled when the handsome butler opened the front door, then snickered slightly when he stepped back to admit her. Her eyes did a quick once-over up and down his virile body.
“Hi Cory!” Katherine’s voice rang out as the hostess for the afternoon approached and gave her first guest a big hug.
“Hey Katy! It’s good to see you dear. I just love your butler’s attire. Must’ve been your idea if I know you.”
“Kurt’s going to be our entertainment for the afternoon Cory,” said the regal mistress with a roll of her eyes.
“Sounds interesting,” Cory added with a glint in her eye.
Just then the doorbell rang anew. A blonde named Linda was admitted by the lanky young man. She’s a Project Manager for a local research company. Greetings and hugs abounded as one lady after another was admitted until there was ten ladies in the house.
Each one was taken aback by Kurt’s wardrobe. Plenty of double entendres and suggestive, implicit comments abounded.
The caterers had delivered a scrumptious display of finger food and the ladies could help themselves to whatever they wanted.
Katherine had a large enough recreation room that each lady could sit comfortably. She had told them that she had some entertainment for the afternoon, but Cory was the only one who knew what that would be. Gasps grew when the lady of the house led a bound and blindfolded Kurt into the center of the room by a leash that was attached to his thick, black collar.. The bow tie had been removed but the loin cloth remained in place.
“What’s this?” One lady inquired.
“Our entertainment,” Katherine exclaimed.
“I thought he was only your butler Katy,” another one commented.
“He’s my personal slave-boy as well,” Katherine answered as she led him in front of one of the ladies. “Here Jen, have a feel of his dick under his loin cloth.”
“Bring his ass over here. I wanta feel!” one guest pleaded.
Kurt felt like a circus attraction as hands roamed over his entire manly body as his Mistress led him around the room. His cock and balls were prodded and pulled; his buttocks was liberally rubbed and his anus was repeatedly fingered.
“This IS fun,” one shrieked.
Then Katherine then led him to the center of the room. Since he couldn’t see he could only imagine what was next. Then he heard a familiar sound. It sounded like chains being lowered over his head. Sure enough, his arms were forced upward so each of his wrists could be encircled by strong leather cuffs. Then he could feel his body being stretched upward so that just his toes touched the floor.
“Now ladies,” Katherine announced. We can really have some fun!”
“Ooh, I wanna spank him!” one blurted. “I wanna whip him,” another asserted. “Tight ass!” one cheered.
Then someone started a rhythmic chant. Then they all joined in, “Let’s see the dick, let’s see the dick!”
Then one complained. “Come on Kate! Strip him!”
The hostess hesitated a moment then with a wicked grin yanked the cloth material from his loins.
“Yeah baby! Now we’re getting somewhere!”
Each of the ladies rose. “Now this is what I call entertainment!” one commented.
The bound butler felt hands everywhere on his body. His nipples were pinched and twisted. His cock and balls were liberally examined. Fingers were continually fucking his asshole. He could feel bare breasts pressing into his back and chest. Totally helpless, Kurt was nevertheless enjoying this female attention.
Being the dutiful hostess, Katherine handed each one a paddle or whip. Soon groans and moans mixed with the smacks and thwacks. His back, buttocks, thighs, chest, tummy and cock were either paddled or whipped. A dildo was shoved up his ass. Clothespins were attached to his nipples and ball sac.
“Isn’t this fun!?” Katherine boasted.
The ladies, however, were just getting started. The willing submissive was then tied spreadeagled, face-up on top of the long coffee table. They teased his cock until it was rock hard and stood up perpendicular to the table. When Katherine dumped out a box of rubberbands, each of the ladies shot the thick bands at his stiff dick. Some of them hit, enough to make him yelp. That would make his male member shrink, but one of the ladies would tease it some more and up it would pop again, only to be shot down again.
Tired of that game, they came up with another one. One of the ladies would lie naked on the floor, face up. He’d be forced to kneel between her legs, bend over from the waist and suck her juicy pussy while another lady strapped on a ten inch dildo and butt-fucked him until the lady on the floor came. Each of the ladies took their turn at getting her pussy eaten and butt-fucking the hostess’s slave.
The ladies continued to play with their boy-toy throughout the afternoon. They took turns riding his cock and playing with his balls. They continually sat on his face and ground their pussies down on his mouth.
Mistress Katherine then decided that Kurt should receive a special reward for being such a good slave. The ladies played a game of spin the bottle, with the winner (or loser) being forced to suck his cock. As an added bonus the lucky lady had her back and buttocks whipped until Kurt shot his load into her mouth.
Finally the afternoon activities came to an end. Kurt, being the polite butler, saw each of them to the door.
When the ladies had left, Katherine informed him that she would be having these parties once a month. Kurt smiled, still being grateful.
