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The Anal Olympics – getting used at a sex party PAI was a student at the time and needed the money!So to get a bit more disposable income I decided to hire myself out to sex parties (I’m not going to go into details about how to do this because although I had a lot of fun I’ve heard some horror stories – not sexually bad, just super awkward and embarrassing).This basically involved getting an agent (pimp, I guess!) who would then send me details about various parties going on around my area. They were usually put on by the rich and elite of society who just wanted a fuck-toy for the evening. It was late on a Friday and I had been stood up and home alone when the email came through.Just half an hour walk was a party. The ‘Expectation List’ was as follows:- Rimming – giving/receiving- Anal penetration – receiving – Slave Play – receiving- Fisting – receiving- Bondage – receiving- Choking – receiving- Pain play – receiving- Humiliation – receivingJust looking at the list got me hard. I immediately ran to my bathroom and started preparing myself – only fools go into these situations without preparation. I shaved my ass till it was silky smooth, scrubbed my whole body and then finally gave myself a long, lara escort warm enema that left me feeling 100% clean and ready.Enemas get me so in the mood it’s insane. There’s something about the expectation that makes me immediately slutty. Once I was all sorted I dressed casually – that’s the key when going into these things a bit blind, dress with clean casual clothes that you won’t mind clawing back on at the end of a messy night.The walk didn’t take me long and when I got there I was surprised I’d never seen the place before. It was in one of those rich suburbs where every property has a winding driveway and a 6 foot fence. I rang the buzzer and waited. Eventually someone answered. I said I was from the agency. There was a pause, and with a flush of embarrassment I saw that there was a small camera above the buzzer. Clearly they were looking at what they’d ordered.A moment later the gates swung open, and feeling victorious I strode in. A butler met me at the door (a butler! – I’ve never actually seen a real life butler) and took me up a winding staircase to a lavish bathroom. ‘Everything you need to change into is here,’ he said, before making to leave.He stood for a moment at the door, regarding escort lara me. I locked eyes with him and slowly began taking off my belt. Only after I’d dropped my jeans and was easing my boxers down did he back out, but I caught him licking his lips.He was right – everything I needed WAS in the room. I quickly stripped off all my clothes and folded them neatly. Hanging on a hook was a leather slave harness – the kind designed to restrict without covering much. After a few miss-starts I finally got it on and tightened it around my slender body. I also found a horse-tail butt-plug (medium) and after wetting my ass and some gentle coaxing I finally got it in. I was just admiring myself in the mirror when a knock at the door made me jump. Without me having chance to reply a man strode in, closely followed by a lady. They late middle age, but held themselves well. Their hair was streaked with grey, but they still looked good for their age. He was wearing a tuxedo and she was wearing a stunning red dress. Both had damn good figures.I immediately dropped to my knees and hung my head. They circled me, poking and prodding the exposed parts of my body. The woman tugged lightly at the tail and I gave a gasp lara escort bayan of pain and pleasure. She giggled and I smelt wine on her breath.‘Oh, it’s perfect!’ she exclaimed, ‘so slender and elegant.’‘Not too thin?’ the man asked, a little gruffly.‘Oh, come on,’ she chided, ‘I’ve seen your search history.’Now it was his turn to laugh. Without another word he latched a lead onto the collar segment of the harness and pulled me, on all fours, out of the room. They led me through luscious hallways with thick red carpets and ornaments that I had no doubt were worth more than my house.The woman had acquired a riding crop and playfully smacked and teased my ass cheeks with it.‘Look at it flinch!’ she crowed.‘Don’t damage it too much, leave some for the guests,’ the man responded, though from his tone I could tell he was smiling.There were to be guests? My heart quickened and I felt myself blushing. I had thought it was just this pair.Soon we reached a set of double doors. The same butler from before opened them for us and my new Master and Mistress led me into what could only be described as a small ball room. All around the walls were sofas and leather chairs and giant cushions, and sat sprawled out everywhere were dozens of people. Immediately they stopped talking and looked at me.‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ my Master addressed them, ‘Our evening entertainment has arrived!’END OF PART ONE(subscribe and add me for more ;D)

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