Those of you who play on the kink scene, and specifically the femdom scene will have noticed that until our recent pandemic there have been a huge amount of fantastic events happening. One of them is a regular summer garden hot tub party organised by a very attractive Mistress in England. Last summer myself and my then girlfriend, Rachel, we're lucky enough to attend one of these parties. Here is our story: enjoy, and let's look forward to good times in the future!
I was delighted to have secured an invite as one of 7 slaves to attend Mistress Jessica’s hot-tub party. Miss Jess had invited four gorgeous dommes - apart from herself - and we were blessed with glorious July weather.
The cherry on the cake for me was that with the agreement of Mistress Jess as the host of the event, I had persuaded my girlfriend Rachel to accompany me. As I said to Rachel - what’s not to love about being served bubbly by your boyfriend in a hot-tub with other fun women on a glorious summers day?
Rachel and I turned up at about 2.30pm and were graciously welcomed by Miss Jess. I was sent off to meet the other slaves and get undressed - the party was cfnm - whilst Rachel has introduced the other ladies, several of whose online profiles she had seen, but had not met them in person.
My jaw dropped on arriving back at the hot tub some 15 minutes later. In addition to her glamorous domina friends, Miss Jess had invited a good friend of hers, a well-known, athletic and popular black guy who she has been known to play with from time to time. If anyone reading this has been to Club Pedestal in London recently they will likely have seen Miss Jess and her FB socialising and enjoying the Club together. I had imagined and had been looking forward serving and waiting upon a group of glam ladies in their bikinis in a hot tub for the afternoon, but it hadn’t even crossed my mind that sharing a hot tub with them would be an obviously flirtatious and muscular black guy.
Chop chop, said Miss Jess, snapping me out of my stupor, and with the other slaves, I busied myself for the next 45 minutes ferrying trays of bites, bringing drinks orders, and fetching sun cream for the pool party. It was quite a scene - us slaves were running about with our tender parts embarrassingly swinging in the wind whilst the ladies (and their clearly charming male companion) looking like the in-crowd at a stylish pool party. It was a huge thrill to see my girlfriend Rachel in the middle of it.
Miss Jess’s parties are generally three hours long and involve lots of play and high jinx between the dommes and slaves, and the next hour slipped away as the Mistresses had fun at the expense of us slaves inside and outside of the house. One lucky slave had clearly been selected to provide toilet service and as the bubbly was flowing he was kept quite busy.
My curiosity was piqued when, whilst three of us slaves were busying ourselves heating up some finger food kitchen of her beautiful house, Miss Jess asked us which of us slaves wanted to volunteer to bring another drink out to the “lovebirds”. A quick thrill of excitement ran through me as I thought that I might be lucky enough to see one of her Domme friends getting amorous with the confident male companion she had invited along for the day.
I put my hand up and volunteered immediately. Miss Jess’s response was hesitant: “I’m not sure that’s going to work, slave.” She pointed out through the window. It took me a few seconds to register and process that the only two people left in the hot tub, giggling and obviously flirting, was Miss Jess’s friend and occasional lover, Jay, and my girlfriend Rachel.
I looked back at Miss Jess as my mind raced. Another of her Domme friends happened to walk into the kitchen at that moment and Miss Jess laughed and gestured to her friend at what I had just spotted and said: “I think someone is a bit excited”. I must have been a sight - blushing hard, mouth agape with a shocked looked on my face and the unmissable tell-tale of my boyish penis beginning to poke up in front of me.
I should explain that Rachel and I had discussed, in whispered pillow-talk, how exciting it would be for us to dabble in cuckolding. We were very much in love - and the bond of trust we felt had given us the confidence to verbally explore the fantasy of her “slutting it up” (as she called it) whilst out on a night out with her girlfriends without me. The idea was a turn on for us both. Rachel is someone who enjoys flirting and is undoubtedly the sexiest girl I had ever dated, tall with curvy bum and boobs and a big smile. I guess I also felt that on some level I felt that I was punching above my weight in the attractiveness stakes with Rachel.
As I was staring wide-eyed out the window at Rachel clearly enjoying the attention of this athletic and charming black man, Miss Jess cut across my bewilderment:
“Slave, I really don’t think it would be appropriate for you to be their private waiter. Don’t you think that Rachel and Jay would feel a bit uncomfortable with you hovering over them? I’m sure you wouldn’t want to spoil the mood?”
Before I could answer her verbally, Miss Jess snapped her fingers at one of the other slaves helping me in the kitchen and told him to get a waiters over-arm cloth and follow her out to the garden. As she strode past me, she commanded me: “you follow me too.”
As we walked out into the sunlight Miss Jess talked quickly as I hurried after her:
“Slave, I know you put down on the application form that you submitted for this party that one of your kinks was cuckolding. It may be your lucky day. I think I should say to Rachel and Jay that when I asked for a volunteer to be their personal waiter you proposed that a slave other than you be assigned to them as you didn’t want to crowd them. It would also make me very happy - and add to the atmosphere of this party - if you say that they look really hot together and you hope they both really enjoy the rest of the afternoon. You may also say that you have asked me to find you some chores to keep you busy? Well?”
I, Miss Jess, and the other slave who had been scurrying alongside us (obviously not believing his luck) stopped about 10 yards from Rachel and Jay.
Miss Jess was obviously giving me the choice to follow through on this and to signal to Rachel that if she wanted to take it further with Jay, it would be with my support and consent.
My mouth was dry, but in truth, my erect penis bouncing in front of me as I had been listening to Miss Jess and keeping up with her, easily gave away that I found the prospect of Rachel being seduced by Jay to be both terrifying and incredible arousing.
I gulped and answered simply: “yes, Miss Jess”.
Those of you who know Miss Jess will know she is a very intuitive and confident woman. She has an incredible ability to capture the dynamics of a situation and develop it, as she was now displaying.
We arrived before the hot tub, and Rachel and Jay looked up from their flirty chatting, obviously not having registered Miss Jess striding across the lawn with two nude and excited slaves in her wake.
Rachel and I looked at each other. She had clearly been enjoying both the bubbly and the company and I knew we were both thinking that this was an unexpected turn of events. She bit her lip when she noticed my penis sticking out rigidly in front of me and held my eye as Miss Jess smiled spoke:
“I don’t want to interrupt your fun - that’s what my hot tub parties are all about, but I thought the two of you could possibly use a private waiter so I asked for volunteers. Slave R here told me that he had also noticed the two of you were really hitting it off, and didn’t want to crowd you, and asked if I could assign someone rather than him so that Rachel can relax, isn’t that right Slave?”
This was the moment of truth. I couldn’t quite believe I was in this situation. The women I loved was in a hot tub in front of me, looking beautiful and very booby-Licious in a bikini I had helped her pick out, with another man, with his arm around Rachel. I noticed his fingers on her shoulders just next to her bikini strap.
As the words came out of my mouth - which was dry with nerves - I think I surprised even myself:
“Thank you, Miss Jess. Yes, I think it’s really great that you two are having fun together and whilst I would love to be your private waiter, I think it’s more important that Rachel feels she can let her hair down without the pressure of me hanging around. I’ve asked Miss Jess if she could keep me busy and I’m just really pleased that Rachel and Jay are enjoying the party so much, as that’s what it’s all about.”
I hesitated, then said the words that would seal my fate:
“I think the two of you look really hot together”
As I said this Rachel looked at me and bit her lip and said “Aww” and my heart (and penis) leapt a little as Jay gave her waist a squeeze and smiled at her. I really think I had a little difficulty getting my breath at what had just happened, and I think in my shock I probably just stood there nude smiling dorkily at my beautiful Rachel.
Miss Jess snapped me out of my trance and said - “good, well that’s settled, follow me so we can let these two enjoy their afternoon and I can get back to partying myself.”
To be continued…..
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