Sexy Labor Day (Part 2)

Continued from Sexy Labor Day (Part 1)

N had me wear my small yellow sundress. The fabric is thin and soft. The end of the dress falls just below my butt, and the top is low cut. Any bending of any kind would become a fairly explicit show for anyone watching.

“No underwear, Sade. If I even need to say it.”

Our first friends arrived just a little after ten. It was Amy and Stewart. Amy and I have been friends for years, and Stewart is her new boyfriend (and Dom). I gave her a big hug – I hadn’t seen her in months. She had gone off on a Europe vacation and I’d been so busy with everything that we just never seemed to find a chance to be in the same place at the same time.

Amy handed me a wrapped box.

“Hey! I thought we said no gifts…” I protested.

You said no gifts. N send us an e-mail saying some gifts would be welcomed. Sorry, Sade,” she said, shrugging. “This was Stewart’s idea, not mine.”

She joined me in the kitchen to help me prepare some of the snacks I would set out first. I considered checking N’s outbox to see what he had sent to our friends but decided against it.

Amy filled me in on the new boyfriend and Europe while we worked. They met online and chatted for a long time before he finally convinced her to meet him in real life. Now they’ve been dating for two months. I’m happy for her – she seems quite content. And it turns out that Stewart is deliciously evil. 😉

Four friends showed up next, a bit after eleven. I greeted them all and was handed two more ‘presents’. Two of the friends were a Domme/sub couple, Mistress Tracy and Pam, who N and I play with occasionally. Even if I meet Mistress Tracy by chance at a grocery store she makes me call her ‘Mistress’ (which has proved to be quite embarrassing). She is one of the most sadistic people I’ve ever met. When she handed me the wrapped present she leaned over and whispered in my ear, “This is going to be fun, slut.”

Her comment sent my brain spinning. I knew N planned for me to be spanked by Syd, and I knew other kinky things would happen given the crowd, but I had no idea what was up his sleeve. I went to find him.

We had our backyard set up for the gathering. Since we have no neighbors and we’re fairly far back from the road, our space is very private. All our friends knew they could play as they wanted. When I walked outside I saw Amy naked, kneeling at Stewart’s feet. I smiled at her and she smiled back.

N was lighting the grill. When he saw me approach he made the hand gesture that means ‘crawl’, and I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled over to him.

“Um, sir?” I said tentatively.

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you what you told them to bring as gifts?” I asked.

“You can.”

I rolled my eyes. “What did you tell them to bring as gifts?”

He crouched down to my side and pulled me up so I was kneeling, facing him. “I told them,” he said, “that if they wanted to bring you a birthday present, it should be something that they can use on you today.”

I swallowed hard and felt my pussy tingle a little bit when I realized he’d given them all permission to play with me. I wasn’t particularly surprised. However, on quickly reviewing the dominants that would be in attendance, I started getting a bit nervous. Even with just Mistress Tracy and Syd, I’d be in for a hell of a painful afternoon.

Other friends showed up between eleven and twelve, making us a group of thirteen people all together. Apart from Stewart, all of them have been long time friends of N and I. I loved watching as some of the subs fell into their roles, kneeling or serving their dominants openly.

When Syd arrived he found me in the kitchen preparing a cooler with beer and white wine. I was bent over, stacking the bottles around the ice, when I felt him behind me.

“Not a bad view,” he said.

I jumped up and spun around to face him. I knew I was blushing…

“Hey, Syd,” I said, smiling at him.

To reiterate, Syd is a big guy. I looked up at him and felt like a dwarf. He pulled me into a big bear hug, making me giggle when he tickled my side a bit. Then, without any warning, he pushed me over the kitchen counter and began to pepper my ass with his huge hand. I squealed and wiggled, helplessly trying to escape the assault.

When he stopped and let me up, I stood, rubbing my butt with my hands.

“That hurt,” I said, trying my best to make a pouty face.

“That, dear, was a preview,” he replied. He pointed to the cooler. “Want me to carry this outside?”

“Please.”

Mistress Tracy waved me over to her when I went back outside. She was chatting with N. Pam was at her feet.

“Your Master and I thought it would be nice if you and Pam serve us all some drinks,” she said. “You can serve us first.”

Pam and I scurried off to the cooler. I opened N a beer and Pam poured Mistress Tracy a glass of white wine.

“Do you know what she got me?” I whispered.

“Yeah…” she said.

“Well!?” I asked. My tone bordered on urgent.

“Not allowed to say,” she replied.

We returned to them and gave them their drinks.

“Hands up in the air,” said N, setting his beer down. He pulled my dress off of me, leaving me completely naked, save for the collar. “That’s better. Go serve the rest of our friends.”

Pam and I quickly got everyone their drinks. She spilled a little bit of wine on Syd’s shirt and was rewarded with five firm smacks to her butt.

(I asked her later if she did that on purpose. She claims she didn’t, but I’m still suspicious. Every sub wonders what it would be like to be spanked by Syd.)

I poured Pam and myself a glass of wine and we both surveyed our small crowd. In addition to the friends I’ve mentioned, there were three more couples. One, a gay D/s couple who go by (in complete seriousness) King and Prince. Along with Prince, the other sub male of the group was David, with his Domme, Angie. And then Richard and Tonya, two amazing people who both simply like kinky, open sex.

…continued in Sexy Labor Day (Part 3)

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