I had been invited to a house party by a friend of mine at work. I’d been to several of their dinner parties, and had enjoyed the company of Mark and Jenny, and of the various women that they had invited to make up the numbers for me. They had always been a bit younger than me, nicely behaved, and I had dated one or two afterwards, but nothing had come of it. There had been a very tastyone though, Serena, who had refused my invitation to dinner on our own, who I had fancied a lot. I think that this latest invitation was another attempt by my friends to, as they put it, get me fixed up. I had been single now for about 6 years, after my wife and I had divorced. I had reached my career ceiling at work, and with 10 years to look forward to retirement, I needed something more in my life. I’d always been active, playing rugby hard until I was close to 40, and still keeping fit, so I was big and tough and in good condition. But somehow none of the women I met gave me that spark of interest, apart from the one who had turned me down. The party was out in the country, and I told my friends that I would meet them there, as I needed to go back to change after work. The drive down was pleasant, and as I followed the satnav instruction, the country became more wooded and hilly, until I found the road I was looking for and turned into the drive of the house. Wow, it was palatial, very Ankara escort modern although built in a traditional style. As I pulled in, a young man asked for my keys to park my car, so I left him to it and entered the hall. There was no-one there apart from a butler of all things, who ushered me into the main room, a huge open lounge, where there must have been at least 30 people. It was going to be a big party, it seemed. Mark and Jenny saw me across the room and came over, Jenny looking lovely as ever, in a low cut red dress that showed off her high round breasts to perfection. I had always lusted after her, but once, when after a few too many glasses of wine, I had made a casual approach, she had rebuffed me in the nicest way, and so I minded my manners after that. We made small talk, and drank the champagne that had been offered to me as I entered, and then Mark drew me aside. He said that he wasn’t sure if this would be exactly my cup of tea, but he hoped I wouldn’t be shocked by some of the entertainment that was planned for later. I wanted to know more, but he simply told me to wait and enjoy. The evening passed pleasantly, though I was very aware that most of the people there were couples, all of a similar age to myself. Then at about 11, the lights dimmed, and our host stepped forward. He asked us to clear a space in the centre Balgat escort bayan of the room, and then clapped his hands. A spotlight illuminated the door, through which the young man who had parked my car entered, dressed only in a loin cloth, and holding a metal chain, which I saw in just a few seconds was attached to a collar around the neck of a naked woman who was crawling on all fours, eyes fixed on the floor. It was then that I saw that in the man’s other hand was a short handled cat of nine tails, at least that was what it seemed to be to me. The spotlight then started to move around and suddenly stopped on a couple standing by the fireplace. The naked woman was led over to them, and the man said in a loud voice “Slave, suck him deep”. “Oh Master”, she replied, “I don’t want to”. At which he raised his whip and viciously slashed it across her naked bottom, causing her to shriek loudly. “Please, please….”, she now whispered. And again the whip slashed down, followed by another shriek of pain. In the light of the spot, I could clearly see that this was no play act, the red wheals that sprang from her flesh were all too real. The woman now raised her hands and undid the zip of the trousers of the spotlighted guest. His cock was already hard, and she cupped her hands under his balls and proceeded to suck him, her blonde Escort Batıkent head bobbing as she worked moving down the shaft until her lips were pressed down deeply. I felt my cock harden and push out my trousers, whether from the sight of such an expert blowjob, or from the unexpected treatment of the slave, I don’t know. I looked across at Mark and Jenny, to see his hands stroking her bum and her hand obviously squeezing his cock, and her eyes were shining with excitement. It didn’t take long, before the guest discharged himself, pulling out of the woman’s mouth, and covering her face in his cum. The spotlight and the main lights then went out, and I wondered what might be happening, when they main dimed lights came back on. The Master and his slave had disappeared, and had been replaced by a huge, muscled, naked and oiled dark skinned man, sporting the most enormous penis I had ever seen. It must have been getting on for a foot long, curving upwards and really thick. I’d seen a lot of cocks in the baths after rugby matches but nothing to match this enormous weapon. The man who had been fellated led his partner to the centre of the room, and pulling off her dress to reveal her naked body, then proceeded to bend her over the large leather sofa. He then grabbed at what appeared to be handcuffs, and manacled her so she could not escape. He then stood back to watch. The giant approached her and proceeded to finger her cunt, dragging her juices up to her asshole, and then to slide a thick finger in that hole. “Master”, she begged, “stop him, he is too big, he will hurt me”. “You didn’t stop the other slave, so now it is your turn to submit”, was the curt reply.