The Party Sub, Part Three
Somehow, throughout the course of talking to people before midnight, I had managed to reattach the garters to my stockings with mild reassurance that they wouldn’t snap back off. I wasn’t sure how the whole “taking our clothes off and having a giant orgy play party” thing was supposed to pan out, so I figured I’d like to be prepared in case people started just throwing clothes off.
It was now officially 2014 and people started slipping out of the their clothes. Men shed their button-up shirts but left their bow-ties on, girls slipped out of their dresses. As I had predicted, everyone else there had opted to go for black or red or something in that darker spectrum of lingerie. But, being a little bit of a sicko, I’d gone straight for the bridal lingerie and bought the most virginal thing I could spot.
It was a white bustier-type deal with a cute little pair of matching panties. The bustier had four garters dangling off of it, as I had mentioned, and a pretty adorable kind of lace arrangement over the cups and body.
Someone started playing some music and I shoved Sir onto the designated “dance floor.” I was happy that we weren’t just completely moving into sex and whatnot on a dime. Sir had opted to keep his clothing on for the time being, as he’s into the whole clothed male-nude female dynamic, and I was enjoying dancing up on him and having a great time.
At one point, I turned around to grind against him and found this guy standing in front of me, naked save for a bowtie, with two girls kneeling in front of him and just taking turns licking his cock. To my left, a girl had bent over a few chairs and her partner was beating her with a nasty-looking flogger.
“Well, crap,” I said to Sir. “Looks like this just got serious.”
He looped his arm around me and we watched as a small crowd formed around the girl getting flogged. As I looked on and Sir struck up a conversation with the girl next to him, I felt myself getting brave.
“Would you cuff my wrists?” I asked, liking the dynamic of walking around a party inhibited that way. He smiled and continued talking to the girl as he rummaged through his bag for the cuffs.
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