Hens’ Night [f]antasy [ff]

[Prologue]

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Caittrin asked, holding my hands firmly with a look so deep and serious “you dont have to take this step, we could always have a normal hen’s night. Its not too late. You know that, right?”

Giggling from the thrill “yes… hee mistress” i said in jest. To which resulted a harsh slap to my face and seeing cattirn still dead serious. “Im not kidding Erin, you’re still rather new and to wear a collar and take on a room of mistresses and their slaves is a big step for anyone. You will be used and abused for our pleasure and all of you is open to all of us. Are you sure? ” her smooth hand gently caress my stung cheek as she tucked my hair behind my ear

Standing outside the hotel room door, the big room numbers loomed behind the pretty petite lady infront of me. I took a long breath to calm myself down, i stood silently with my head bowed, thinking inside my head “shits about to get real.” It was a few minutes before i looked up, solemnly saying “yes, i accept to be used and abused in any way deemed fit by you and your friends’ pleasure…. mistress.”

“Good, then i accept you as my slave tonight, erin. Your safeword is red and if you use it all play will stop immediate and i will bring you to safety, understood? ” Caittrin asked firmly

“Yes mistress caittrin”

“Good” being slightly taller, caittrin smiled as she looked up into my eyes. From her handbag she took out a thick leather collar, simple and plain less the golden ring with the tag that read “bride-to-be” hanging in front. Her gaze never leaving mine, she secures the collar around my neck demonstrating her dominance over me, her friend. Next was the thin leather leash was hooked on and tugged firmly “you are in my control, is that clear erin?” “Yes mistress” i said softly, nodding my head. “Last thing…” she reach beneath her short dress and touched her self, coating her fingers with her pussy juices before bringing up my lips “suck it clean”. I leaned in and cover her fingertips with my lips then slide then into my mouth lickly gently at her juices, softly sucking them clean as she sealed my submission with her juices. “Now you are mine for the night, little one” caittrin said smiling as i continue to clean her fingers seductively.

“Strip, little one. Now”

“Huh?” I said snapping back to reality as i stood there licking her fingers in the doorway. “Here? But what if someone sees my body?” I asked, earning my second slap of the night.

“Your body is mine tonight, so let me worry about that. I dont want to repeat myself again. Strip, now little one” caittrin said curtly. Nervously, i reach behind and slid my hand up my back to reach for the tiny zipper that would release the knee length silky black dress as the zipper trails my back down to my butt; leaving it simply dangling on my shoulders. Reaching to my shoulders, i slipped the thin straps off, letting gravity expose my underwear and i to the cool airconditioned corridor as the dress pool at my short 3in nude heels.

“Good girl, old underwear as instructed. At least you can follow some instructions” Caittrin mentioned sarcastically. “Hands behind your back, feet shoulder width apart, hold on to your forearms and show me your sexy bust line, erin”

Quickly i got into position, glancing and listening nervously to the sounds of the corridor getting unsually loud, even the soft hum of the aircon made my heart skip a beat. Caittrin reach inside her bag again and drew out a pair of old fashioned tailors scissors and position them between my ample bust. “Slave dont need underwear, do they?” Caittrin sniggered as the blade now slid between my skin and the soft protective material that covered what modesty i had left. With 6 deliberate snips, my bra and panties joined my clothes on the floor. My nipples harden at the cold air kissing it to life while cooling the wetness between my legs. Her cold hand forced a squrm out of me as she reached for my moist pussy, slinding in to feel my excitement and warmth before pulling out and licking my juices off her fingers. “You’re already wet little one, and i must say… yummy too.” A mixed sensation filled my troubled mind as my degration into her slave at the corridor, continued with her turning towards the door pulling out a keycard.

** continue? **

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8t6w0c/hens_night_fantasy_ff

2 comments

  1. The writing is awesome and exiting, pls write more, I will eagerly read all you write of this story

  2. Yes please, fantastic read. Leads the reader along nicely and don’t be afraid of adding more detail with suggestive adjectives.

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