Gangbang Servant Fantasy Fulfilled

  This is my very first attempt at writing… Let me know what you think and if you’d like more! This is just the opening ?

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He cracked the door just as I was struggling to clip my final garter strap. “Hey babygirl, how’s it going?”

“Can you help me with this last clip and tighten the straps?”

He came all the way into the guest bedroom where I’d set up in front of the vanity and knelt down behind me. His hand caressed the round side of my abundant ass cheek on its way down the back of my thigh. He clipped the strap into place and I could still feel the lingering heat from his touch when he stood up. I adored those hands. My voice hitched in my throat. “I, uh… just need to finish my makeup.”

“You look like an angel. I’m pleased with your preparations.” The same hand flew up to stroke his close-trimmed beard.

I sat down in front of the vanity, looking up at him. “Thank you, Sir.”

He gently grabbed my chin to tilt my face up for a short, sweet kiss. It wasn’t yet time to disturb my carefully coiled hair. Or leave marks. “I want to discuss our safe words one more time. Tell them to me.”

 “Yes, Sir. We decided to use the color codes for this scene. Green means I’m great, yellow means I’m good, but to take it slow, and red means stop. Black means I want to end the scene and you send everyone away.” I took a slow, deep breath and he smiled.

“Good. Remember babygirl, this is your show.” He knelt in front of me again and grabbed my hands. “I’ll go over the codes again with them when they get here and they know that you belong to me.” I always had a hard time looking into his deep brown eyes for long. I lowered my gaze. “But remember what we talked about. We are going to push your boundaries and I want you to… stay open. I want to see you struggle.”

“Yes, Sir. I promise.”

“Good girl.” He kissed my forehead and quickly stood up, releasing my hands. “I’m going to go greet my friends. Be ready for my knock and obey my rules.” 

He closed the door behind him and I took another deep breath. I looked at myself in the vanity mirror and grabbed my loose powder to dab away the shine that had developed on my forehead. Tonight was a big milestone for us and he’d had a particular aesthetic in mind when he sent me shopping for new lingerie. I had to resort to bridal-wear to find appropriate pieces in white and I smiled internally as I remembered the slightly awkward conversations with the various boutique girls. I looked absolutely virginal in white lace. A nod to the fact that he’d never shared me before.

I wore a matching bralette set complete with white thigh-highs, garter belt, and heels. A pale pink leather harness with enough o-rings to provide ample tie-down options served a second layer. Two matching leather wristlets for the same purpose and then over it all, a delicate, sheer robe tied in front. He had wanted the experience of unwrapping me for an audience. I stood up and snapped a few photos to document my divine state, knowing he would appreciate them later. Sir always made me feel so good about all of my curves.

My attention whipped towards the guest room door as I heard voices in the living room. Fuck. This may be my fantasy, but I’m still nervous. There are so many what-ifs. But I trust Sir with my life and we already took care to set up the living room with everything we could possibly need so there would be no cause for him to leave me, even for a moment. I had chosen a subtle, pink lip to go with the delicate look and I topped it with a shiny gloss before I got on my knees facing the door to wait. 

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My knees were starting to get sore, but Sir’s instructions were clear so I didn’t move. I focussed on different muscles to relax with each deep breath and when a sharp knock finally rapped on the door, I startled. I stood up slowly on my stiff legs, glanced in the mirror to move a curl back into place, and answered the summons.

Sir’s apartment was pristine but small, so a few steps later, I entered the living room and stood to the side in my place with my hands crossed in front. I was supposed to be stoic, but I couldn’t help stealing my first glances at Sir’s guests. Sir was sitting in his favorite leather studded chair with an icy drink in his hand. Gin and tonic- he likes to keep it light before playing. I marvel at how I ever found his appearance average looking at his dark complexion and strong features. Attitude really is everything, I guess. There were two other men and I was shocked to see a woman also seated. Sir and I had agreed that there would be elements of tonight that I would not know beforehand, but this was a surprising development.

I was shocked out of my reverie when Sir raised his voice above the conversational tones they had been using. “Would you like to meet our servant for tonight?” All three guests turned towards me expectantly. This was my cue. I walked forward and knelt at Sir’s feet, facing the room. My heart started to race. “You will not address her by any name. She exists tonight only to please and to serve. I share her with you like I share my favorite toy and hope that you take as much pleasure in her as I do.” He leaned down and grabbed my chin, tilting it up to his face. “You may simply take what you desire.” He released my face roughly. “Stand.”

I stood. Sir stood behind me and reached around to the tie under my breasts. My chest heaved and I felt a stirring between my legs. He pulled the knot loose and slowly pulled the robe apart to reveal my lingerie-clad body to his guests. The two men sat on a love-seat to our right, attention rapt. The smaller of the two licked his lips and emptied the last of his drink. He was of average height and build and very classically handsome. The other looked like he shopped at a Big’nTall store with a full beard and massive hands. A little apart from the rest, the woman leaned back into another leather chair, legs crossed in a green velvet cocktail dress. She was not shy about examining my body and I noted how well Sir knows my type: soft and curvy. From behind me, I heard “Another round of drinks.” 

The room erupted in laughter as I came back with a silver tray of clear drinks. I had missed a joke. I brought Sir his drink first, which he took without looking at me. The woman stared hard at me as I bent over to hand it to her, my nipples hardening under the delicate fabric. I walked to the love seat, bending at the waist to deliver the final drinks. The smaller of the men ventured a hand out to my collar bone, drifting lower to gently brush my hard nipple through the bralette before grabbing his drink off the tray. He looked towards Sir and smirked. The large man followed Sir’s example and ignored me. 

I went back to my kneeling position next to Sir, who rested a hand on my shoulder. “I want to make sure our toy is ready for us when we feel ready to dive in. Table.” At first glance, the surface in the center of the room appeared to be a storage chest coffee table, but looking closer you would notice that it was a little large and you would see rows of shiny D rings. I climbed on top and got on my hands and knees, my face towards the woman and my ass pointing at the men.

Sir walked over to a cabinet in the corner and swung the doors open wide, revealing a massive array of rope, leather, silicone toys, and feathered objects. He paused for a moment before selecting a modest silicone dildo in sparkling lavender and fixing it in the center of two leather straps. He came back around to my front “Open.” I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed the dildo into my mouth, rubbing it around to get it slick. He slowly fucked my mouth for a few seconds with the dildo before pulling it out with a string of spit and moving behind me. He unsnapped the buttons on my panties over my crotch and I felt the cool air on my bare pussy, very conscious of the view from the love seat. 

Suddenly I became aware of the music playing softly and as I tried to identify the song, I felt the slick tip of the dildo pushing at my warm entrance. My cheeks flushed red and my eyes darted to the woman in front of me, who was smiling. She made eye contact and held it while Sir worked the dildo in and out, covering it in my juices until he was able to penetrate me completely. My face was hot as he took the leather straps attached to the dildo and fixed them to my harness so that it was held firmly inside. He gave me a soft smack on the ass and a brisk “Go.” I moved back against the wall, standing, penetrated, waiting for my next command. 

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