The Paarty - Sex Stories

The Paarty

The Party by Dogcrusher I was told to dress in a formal gown. This was very trange. Master usually took me to parties in the most revealing costume he had. I've been his slave for 4 years now, and never had such a request. I knelt before my Lord. "Stand up, Little Cunt.", commanded master, "I want to see how beautiful you look." I blushed. Master never called me beautiful. He knew I craved to be shamed. Master looked me over, as a groom inspects his bride. I blushed again. Since we've met, he's whipped, slapped, jerked, and hate fucked me. I was getting excited, and worried. Master slowly caressed my hair. He looked me in the eye, then leaned in to kiss me. A slow, gently, loving kiss. I returned it with great passion. What game was master playing tonight? I didn't care. It had been a long time since I'd had such romance. "Little Cunt", he wispered in my ear, "Tonight will be a big test for you." I wondered at those words. Was this a game? It felt so good, I didn't care. "Little Cunt", he whispered again, "Tonight you prove your loyalty and devotion to Me". He took my hand, and lead me to a waiting limo. I got in and started to take my place at my master's feet. He stopped me. He patted the seat next to him. "Sit here, little Cunt.", he said sweetly. I slowly got up and sat beside my Master. "Tonight you will be tested. Obey everything, and you will be rewarded." I slowly put my head down on Master's shoulder. He gently guided it down, and sweetly combed my hair. I felt ...

... strange. I wanted to be shamed. I needed the abuse. Why was I melting at this kindness? We arrived at a mansion just out of town. My master turned to me. "I will get out and go to the door ahead of you. You will raise your dress, take off your panties, and give them to the driver.", he commanded. "Make sure he sees your wet pussy. Then you will follow me to the door." Before I could think, The door opened and Master got out. I didn't know just how to obey. I finally got out of the car, and stood up. The driver stared at me. I turned to him, and slowly lifted my dress. I lowered my panties slowly, revealing my pussy. "God! What a SLut!", shouted the driver. I felt shame run through my body. My little cunt creamed. Yes I am a no good shitty slut, I thought. I am a fuck'n whore! I fought the need to cum. Master did not command it. I handed my panties to the driver, as if it was a hundred dollar tip. "Come back later, and I'll give you a tip, WHORE!", the driver sneered. I slowly lowered my dress, and turned. I had not noticed that several servents were watching my performance. I blushed. I felt cunt juice stream down my legs. I turned and slowly followed my Master. I needed to experience all the shame. Master was standing, waiting for me. He held out his hand, like a gentleman. I took it as a lady. Master leaned near. "Good work, little cunt. You are truely a shame slut. You took off your panties, then creamed like a cow, yet did not cum." I smiled, then I lowered my head in shame. ...