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H's Story - Part 2
Date: 6/18/2017, Categories: BDSM Author: gushkinbanda, Source: LushStories
... around them but most, including hers, leaned back to make it easy for the submissive and thanked them as they finished. He even leaned down and patted her butt as he said it whispering in her ear that he couldn't help himself since it was so very cute. She found it difficult but satisfying to crawl back and forth or shuffle along on her knees while she carried things to and from the table. The harder part was to keep her eyes down and her mind on what she was doing with all the activity around her. Some of the subs spent some or most of their time under the table servicing their Dominants. The idea appealed to her and the thought did things to her "down there" but she didn't think she was quite ready for that. At one point, she noticed Mistress Veronica's "precious little slut" happily kneeling beside the beautiful woman and she had to work hard not to smile broadly. She knew that she was happy and it was wonderful to know she wasn't alone. A few times, a submissive would make a mistake: drop a ...
... piece of silverware, make eye contact, speak out of turn. It fascinated her to observe, surreptitiously, how the Dominant reacted. Some were gentle and kind, correcting the submissive and helping them recover. Others took their submissive aside for punishment of some kind. And one, well, he was just cruel, he shouted and verbally abused the poor girl for several solid minutes while taking a crop to her over and over again. The beautiful Dominant woman sitting next to her Dominant looked down at her when it happened. "That could have been you, sweetheart. Count yourself lucky. Diamante is always like this." The thought made her shudder. He reached down and pulled her into his lap and began to feed her from his plate, whispering into her ear as he did. "You'll never have to worry about that, my little sweet one. Never. You are mine and that is all there is to it." She smiled and leaned her head against his chest, listening to his heart beat and thinking over and over... I am his. I am his. I am his.