I invited you to a party, a little gala for an arts group you’ve never heard of. All I tell you is to dress up, wear your little black cocktail dress, and to put your plug in your clutch. When the town car I arranged for you arrives at the gallery, I open the door wearing a white dinner jacket and that bow-tie you love the look of so much… As I help you out of the car we walk into the gallery, stopping for a picture on the way in. You feel so excited to be out in public with me showing you off like this. A waiter approaches with glasses of champagne, and I take two, handing you one and pulling a small packet of powder out of my pocket. “Take this, it’s molly” I tell you, pouring it into your glass. And a smile crosses my lips as you down its contents without question.
I wait half an hour before I really begin taking advantage of your state. You feel its effects for the first time when I rub my fingers across your bare back, leading you out onto a dance floor. It’s a slow song, and I take care slowly dragging my fingers across your body in front of dozens of watching eyes. Your senses tingle and the drug doesn’t disappoint. I bring you close to me as we dance, my warm breath flowing over your neck, your ear, as I tell you about all the things I have planned for you when we leave. Later I smile as I watch you get a little too familiar with people during introductions, touching and rubbing their shoulders. And as we walk the room, I squeeze your ass and tits when nobody’s looking… You feel so light and airy, every touch sending pleasure through your body, and your pussy beginning to get wet, yearning for a cock. I can see it all on your face as you speak to people. You don’t have to say a word; Master knows exactly what you’re aching for. And then I tell you that you need to use the restroom. You follow, though you look at me puzzled for a moment when I stop at a painting nearby and tell you to go on. You obey.
As you walk into the little room there’s a young man washing his hands, dressed in a vintage suit but not a tuxedo like the other guests. He smiles at you and sticks out his hand, “I’m Hugh. Are you enjoying the show?” You smile and try to act presentable, not yet realizing I told him to wait there for you. As it starts to connect, he steps forward and presses his lips against yours as his hands start exploring your body. You drop to your knees and begin stroking his fat cock, getting excited as it swells in your mouth and hands. Once it’s hard, you rush to stand up and bend over the sink, spitting into your hand and rubbing the mess all over your pussy just as he puts his cock next to your hole and you guide it in. He’s gentle at first – ‘I don’t know if I like that…’ you think – but then he speeds up, getting rougher and harder as the pleasure builds up inside of him. ‘That’s more like it…’ He starts thinking less about you and more about the feeling of his veiny cock filling up your smooth, wet pussy. All he can do is think about how badly he’s wanting to unload his cum into this nameless slut who’s offering herself to him in an art gallery bathroom.
His hands roam over your dress, pulling down the straps and exposing your tits. They move back and forth like waves with the rhythm of his thrusts until his hands grope them, squeezing them and sending pain and pleasure shooting through your body. The pain brings your head right into that moment, focusing every sensation on his cock and your cunt. After a few more minutes of you bent over that counter you hear him begin to grunt more and you lean into it, arching your back and moaning like the cum slut you feel like, even louder than before. “I’m supposed to cum in you, but I want it on your face” he gets out. You know better… Master told him it was supposed to be inside of you and you wouldn’t disobey Him. So you grab his hips behind you and pull him deeper inside your tight hole, begging him to splatter every last drop of himself inside of you… He relents and you feel his cock pulse over and over again, shooting his hot, thick cum inside your little womb. You quickly go to your knees and clean his cock with your mouth like Master taught you. And then, the artist brushes his hair to the side and straightens his clothes before taking one last look at you, “You’re supposed to put the plug in now, and He says to keep it inside of you” he says with an ‘I don’t know’ shrug before leaving with a smile.
Outside of the door, Master is leaning against the wall, sipping on a glass of whiskey and holding a champagne flute in the other hand. Here, you realize he listened to the entire encounter and you see the smile on his lips. He hands you the glass and rubs his hand down your back; the hairs on your neck standing up at the soft touch. Then they keep going down until they move under your dress, his fingers squeezing your ass and then slipping to the side, rubbing right over your jeweled plug. He puts pressure on it, sending more shivers through your body. As time wears on and the crowd thins, the molly’s wearing off, but you have a buzz from the champagne anyways. You smile on His arm, looking at Him as He stands there near the center of the room, people in beautiful gowns and tuxedos coming to tell Him goodbye. He then takes you to the artist by the door and smiles, “It was a wonderful evening” He tells Hugh before shaking his hand. The young artist smiles and replies, then turns to you not letting out a hint that his cum is right now inside of your body, “And it was wonderful meeting you as well ma’am.”
You and Master walk out the door, down the carpet and past where the photographers were on the way in. But he doesn’t take you to the waiting town car, instead turning towards a bar down the block. Before getting there though, he stops and leads you into an alley. Right there, behind a dumpster in a dark corner of the way, he tells you to slowly take out the plug. As you bend over and remove it, the remainder of Hugh’s hot cum starts slipping out of your cunt, sliding down your leg. He looks at it and touches your inner thigh, sliding His fingers up across your clit and wiping up some of the cum as it drips. He grips the back of your neck gently yet firm and brings you in to kiss Him. His lips make you melt, your body loosening and falling into His. And then you feel the pressure on the back of your neck pushing you down onto your knees, “Make me cum right here” He tells you.
You gladly oblige, dropping onto the asphalt like a good little slut, pulling out Master’s cock, licking your lips as you see it in your hand and start licking up His shaft. After a couple of minutes you hear a door open behind you in the alley and a man walks out wearing a suit. He looks over to see what’s going on, his phone lit up in his hand. “*Don’t stop*” Master tells you as He waves his hand to the new arrival. You hear him get close, the two greet each other, and you hear his pants unzip. There’s now another cock right beside your face, and you immediately take one in each hand and start to stroke them, going back and forth with your mouth, making sure each is dripping wet until both men are moaning. Then Master’s friend moves around behind you and tells you to stand up.
As you stand, bent at the waist in an alleyway, this stranger pushes his cock into your asshole… Master’s arranged for two strangers to fuck you tonight! This time though Master watches as you continue sucking His cock and the stranger fills your ass with his shaft, grunting and moaning at your tight little cock warmer. Master begins holding onto the back of your face, pushing His long, thick cock down your throat until you gag. Over and over He fucks your throat in that alley as some random stranger pounds you from behind… until a few minutes later when the stranger grunts one last time and throws his cock into you with all his might. Your head jerks up with how deep he is and a loud moan escapes your lips as you fall forward into Master’s chest. Before you can turn around to look at him, he’s already zipping up his pants and walking away. Master rubs your back and puts His hand on the side of your face as he looks into your eyes: “*Good girl. Now put the plug back in and join me in the car.*”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eyw0r5/the_gala_night_m_f_anon_sex_ms_anal
This is great, would definitely read more!