Addicted to Attention Ch. 12

Now I was really alarmed by the turn of events. I couldn't speak and
the penis inside my bottom, as far as I knew, was different to any
other within our families. I hadn't heard Kent's voice for some time
now and panic set in. Pleasant as it felt, I was helpless to object
and the hand in my vagina was almost fully inserted now. The penis
began to move more rapidly and I could feel the coarse pubic hair
rubbing against my cheeks as the man plunged deeper within me.

I was rapidly reaching the limit of what could be considered prudent
sex play when the hand became fully inserted into my vagina. Cat and I
had tried this once before but as small as her hands were, it had
proven impossible to fully insert her entire hand. This was new. As
the wrist stimulated my clitoris I orgasmed again, at this point
helpless to prevent the plunging penis from ejaculating deep inside
me.

I almost passed out as the penis erupted inside me and withdrew. The
hand eased its way out, to be replaced by an even larger penis almost
immediately. I had no time to think before the penis moved rapidly and
pleasurably inside me. I was so wet from all the lubricant and digital
stretching that I could hear embarrassing squelching noises with every
movement.

By now, I had stopped trying to free my bonds and just lay there
helplessly as the stranger erupted within me and then withdrew.

I lay there, sperm oozing out of my body and trying desperately to
gather my wits, totally humiliated and praying that my trust in Kent
hadn't been misplaced. I started to cry, sobbing at my predicament
with the room now silent although I could hear activity next door.

The gag was being taken out of my mouth while I was still sobbing,
allowing a much needed breath. I hadn't heard anybody leave the room,
or come in, but a gentle male voice told me that Kent was pleased with
me and I was looking beautiful. Strange hands began to caress my
breasts, tweaking the nipples as others gently wiped my vagina with
warm wet cloth. The strange voice spoke.

"Would you like me to remove your blindfold?"

I thought for a moment. Another test maybe? I answered.

"Only when Kent is satisfied with me, thank you. I take orders from
him, nobody else." I said firmly. "I hope I have pleased you, whoever
you are, but I must hear from him that he has finished using me."

There was an eerie silence, as I struggled to hear any response. Then
applause, almost deafening after the silence. Then as people filed
past me, playing affectionately with my exposed genitals, I smiled,
knowing that they would tell Kent that I had been totally submissive
to his instructions, as he would have wished.

I waited in that room, for what seemed like hours, shifting my weight
awkwardly to relieve the pressure on my back. I was inhibited by the
bonds that restricted my movement to a minimum.

Finally I heard the door open. As a draft blew colder air on my
exposed genitalia I heard a gasp of surprise, a female voice and then
the sound of the room filling with people yet again. I was expecting
Kent to untie me, but to my horror I felt the sting of a soft flail
across my breasts at first, then my pubes. This went on for a few
minutes before I felt my body being assaulted all over again, by
unfamiliar hands. One gentleman remarked on the engorged state of my
clitoris, commenting on how inviting I looked, laying there open for
all to see. I heard chairs moving around as if spectators were
manoeuvring for a better view. Then I felt a large penis pressing up
to my anus as my cheeks were spread, even further. I gasped audibly as
it pressed through my well lubricated sphincter muscles, driving
further in through my anus. I was almost about to say the safe word
when I hesitated for a moment. It felt more familiar as it stopped to
allow me to catch my breath. I felt more at ease.

"Is that you Sir" I whispered softly, hoping for a response. Then I
felt a female hand on my clitoris playing gently with my ring. I
thought it felt like Cathy or perhaps Monique, as they had a special
way of flicking the ring up and down, teasing me to orgasm. Then I
felt the large penis move inward again as I inhaled audibly. "That is
you isn't it Sir."

I smiled happily as the man pressed his penis fully into my bottom and
I realised that it must be Kent. Nobody else could stretch my bottom
the way he did, filling it completely and so tenderly.

"I hope I have pleased you Sir. I have waited for so long in this
position, hoping for your attention."

The blindfold was removed and I knew it was Kent. His smiling face
looked at me so tenderly that I cried with happiness as Cat and
Margaret joined me, untying my hands. Monique was kneeling beside me
and gently caressing my vagina, running her fingers up and down the
lips of my vulva in a familiar way as I exploded into orgasm,
twitching and shaking, as happy as I could be.

The room was not as full as I had expected but there were two or three
strange faces among them. I didn't care. Remembering my place, I
co-operated with Kent and he ejaculated deep inside me filling me with
hot sperm and kissing me tenderly. Once he withdrew, he untied my legs
and helped me up to stand. He took off my shoes and unrolled my
stockings, telling me to stand properly as soon as he finished.

My feet were still spread wide because I had waited for his next
instruction before I stood normally. It was painful, but I was happy
that my test was considered to be over at last. I swelled with pride
as he explained to the strangers in the room that he had only trained
me for a few months. The strangers applauded spontaneously, as he was
speaking.

Feeling totally relaxed Cat and I showered together. Her body was
glowing and pink, just as mine was. Monique was waiting with hot dry
towels as we emerged from the shower and she dried us before we put on
our makeup and rearranged our hair. Our clothes were not in the shower
room and all Monique had with her was our make-up bags and our shoes.
I gathered that Margaret had already packed our clothes into Kent's
limousine.

I was wearing my waist chain and shoes, otherwise we were naked, as we
made my way back to our table in the main room. Monique carried our
makeup bags and Cat and I walked hand in hand toward our group at the
table. I felt a sense of pride and wild elation as we walked slowly
through the crowded main room, sitting daintily with our knees exactly
twelve inches apart on the edge of our chairs. I felt clean and
refreshed after my shower and I loved the attention that we had
attracted when we walked through the crowded room. Almost all of the
patrons had stopped their earnest conversation and the room had fallen
silent, as their eyes had followed us across the room until we sat
down. I imagined that they, or at least some of them had witnessed the
test of my devotion to my Master.

My trust in Kent's judgement was now proven absolutely. When Kent was
ready he may tell me who had entered my body but I was determined not
to ask. Any doubts that I had experienced were dispelled the moment
Kent took me, unprotected, in his own favourite way. I looked at Cat
and knew that whatever she had been doing for those three hours, it
had produced a magnificent glow in her body

We stayed a little longer than usual at the club as various groups
approached Kent to congratulate him on his training techniques. They
cast their appreciative eyes over toward the chairs, where Cat and I
were still displaying our naked charms, and nodded approvingly as we
lowered our eyes in the way that Kent had instructed. Most of them
were telling Kent that we were model slaves in their opinion, and
seeking his advice.

I found myself looking forward to the day when I would be holding
court with my peers and receiving similar adulation and respect.
Meanwhile, it was exciting to be the focus of all this attention and
to know that so many other Masters were envious of Kent's skill.

Kent told me that I was now ready to give instruction to the younger
group and mentioned that he was extremely pleased with me on the
journey home. I didn't ask, and unfortunately Kent didn't volunteer
any information about the mystery people that had taken advantage of
my helplessness in the private room. I pondered on the subject all the
way home, none the less. The unknown people that had used me in that
room included both sexes and had been gentle and respectful. No real
harm had come to me but I was still intrigued that Kent had allowed
them to have unprotected sex with me.

An hour later we arrived at Rome and Cat and I took the opportunity to
refresh ourselves with a swim in the lake before curling up to sleep
with Des and Ken. The following weekend would be the very first
anniversary of our initial trip to Maple lake. Before I went to sleep
I marvelled at how far I had come in the last year.