quite a spread
The day has arrived finally when my humiliation may, indeed, be complete. Tonight Master will host three of his gentlemen friends in splendid, regal fashion. They will be pampered completely, served the finest liqueurs and wines, catered to in every way and finally, late in the evening, they will be seated to dine on a sumptuous feast.
A table will be set with imported cheeses, brandied fruits and the like. A feast for the eyes as well as the palate. A chandelier hanging overhead will provide a soft, warm, sensual glow. The artisans hired to cater this affair will lay the banquet in a most unique manner , for I will be spread and bound, wrists and ankles, to the four corners of the table. Upon my very flesh a masterpiece of creams and syrups and candied fruits will be displayed; gilded leaves and figs and tiny pastry molded into every curve of my body. Why even my hair will be sculpted with a cheesecloth webbing, stained with sweetened Blue Mountain coffee and pinioned with individual cups of decadently sweet tiramisu and golden-sugared crème brulee.
Conversation will flow freely while these gentlemen dine, wine will pour and uniformed servers will see to their every need. Soft music will play and all the while Master’s guests will fill themselves on these delicacies , hand to mouth! Oh yes, those hands will pinch and grasp as they choose and I , a mere fixture, will be helpless, so very exposed. Not only my body but the wanton lust I will exude - for each time Master or one of His guests plucks a morsel, perhaps a plump,red raspberry or ripe, green olive, I will be longing for that hand to linger, to graze my erect nipple,to play - perhaps even roughly.
Of course Master will be seated at the head of the table but it will not be my head before Him. No, His pet will have an arrangement of the most succulent strawberries and fresh whipped cream decorating the delicate folds of her tender, pink flesh. Already glistening with sugar, it will glisten all the more - won’t Master be amused to see quite clearly His slave’s desire. I will be punished most severely, perhaps even before His guests, if I spoil that cream with my heat and moisture. Oh how will I survive? Just hearing Master’s beautiful and commanding voice ‘down there’ while my eyes remain fixed on the soft, seductive light suspended above me - such exquisite torment. My Lord did not earn His reputation by accident.
He is a Host of such generosity that to be a guest in His home is to be denied nothing, including any pleasures His flesh-pet might provide…
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