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Crimson 11

Callie

I wish this party was over, because all I want to do is have Cassian take me to bed. My cheeks are flushed from my orgasm and flsuhed from knowing stares when Cassian returns with me to the party. I'm cleaned up, but it doesnt matter because my pussy is slick, and I can feel my pussy lips slipping against each other as I walk along side the man that just professed his love to me. I was needy, so god damn needy and it was all his fault. 

He makes no effort to hide the fact that he's hard, and my pussy aches for the bulge in his pants, for more of the way he made love to me in the other room. I already couldnt get enough of being his submissive, couldnt get enough of the rough intense sex we had each time together, and now I had something new to crave. The slow way he fucked me in the other room. The way he'd made love to me to the point I cried. I fucking cried because I was too overwhelemed by the connection I had to him. 

I don't care how desperate I look, or how needy I look as I cling to him throughout the night, and he lets me, smiling down at me when I shamelessly make my need for his attention known. My hands all over him, touching his chest, his arms , his neck, his face when I pull him down to kiss me. I wasn't being a very good submissive, demanding his attention when Iw asn't able to go more than one minute without another kiss or his eyes locked on mine.  It didn't even feel real that this man was mine. When he'd told me he was the one who was the slave, I nearly buckled. 

Men, women, couples, stare at us as we fall all over each other, Cassian showing a different side of himself to everyone. Making me feel like a queen at his side when he doesn't shut me down when I know I'm being desperate. He gives me the kisses I want, the hands on my body that I crave, and the words that I'll never tire of hearing. Whispering he loves me again and again in between conversations or against my lips when I steal his kisses. 

The other submissives in the room are occupied by entertaining Cassian's guests, mostly just talking providing conversation and the possible promise of sessions or further interaction later on when the party moves to the large "show room" down stairs. Which I suppose others would refer to as a sex dungeon. It's where Cassian had me on display the other night, when I'd made him lose control and fuck me in front of his friends and guests. 

The space is dimly lit, guests line the walls, the couches along the walls, or standing in the darker corners of the room, some men with their wives or girlfriends or their own submissives in their laps. There are also a few female doms tonight which I enjoy seeing. Neither have partners with them or subs, but I can tell that mostly every guest tonight is a dom, with the exception of a few. 

I watch as the girls stand in line in the middle of the room and I bite my lip as Cassian's hand brushes over my ass and along the lace of my dress and leans down and places a kiss at my temple. 

"Did you want me over there?" I ask him and look at him. 

"Fuck no." he says and I my pussy clenches. 

"Not tonight. We'll discuss later on what we are comfortable with doing now." he says and he still hasnt said exactly WHAT we are. Of course I am his. I've been his. But surely moving in...admitting we were IN love, surely that made me something MORE right?

"Cassian" I say as his gaze goes back to the others and he turns his eyes back to me.

"Yes?' he asks, lifting his hand, stroking it along my long pony tail.

"Am I still just your submissive?" I ask. A question probably best saved for later, but I couldnt wait any longer. His brows pinch.

"First of all...." he says and the firm tone in his voice is one that has my bare feet shifting, toes curling against the floor. 

"None of you are JUST submissives...it's not some lowly position-"

"You know I didnt mean it like that." I say and he looks at my mouth. Lifting a finger over my lips for interrupting him. I open my mouth and I bite his fingertip gently. His nostrils flare and he growls, shaking his head. 

"Second" he grits his teeth as I blink at him and slip my teeth from his finger and instead wrap my mouth around it instead, letting my head move closer to him as I take more of his finger into my mouth and suck it as I move my tongue against it. He groans.

"You live with me...and I love you in ways that I don't love anyone else...you are FAR more than JUST my submissive..you ..are..MINE" he says and I suck his finger harder and whimper and he slides it out, grabs my jaw.

"I'm going to spend the entire night inside of you, making love to you...and tomorrow...you're going to be fucked senseless...till my dick is raw and your perfect little cunt is sore , bruised and fucked dry...till your wet perfection between those legs runs fucking dry and can't take anymore..." he says and I moan. 

"I can always take more" I rasp and he groans, pulling me to him.

"Shut your sexy little fucking mouth" he growls in my ear. "Before I make you get on your knees and fill it full of the cock you crave"  

"that's not a threat" I whisper back. "you know i'd gladly get on my knees for you here...anywhere ..master....anytime." I say and he grabs my ass hard and the growls in my ear. 

His erection digs against my lower belly and my mouth falls open on a gasp as he bites my neck hard and I let out a tiny yelp, drawing attention away from Tavius and the girls as he continues to work each of them in rope,, with their arms behind their backs and tied. 

"As your master..." he whispers. "Behave." 

I lick my lips, knowing what he means. I don't say another word, keeping my mouth shut as he kisses the spot he just bit, dying to make a remark, or to beg him to take me elsewhere, or fuck, to put me on my knees and let me serve him in front of everyone like he'd threatened. The vibe in the room down here is alwayds different than upstairs, and down here, he needs to be composed, to be the dom, and I'd already made lose control down here once. I wasn't in the mood to be a brat anyways and defy his command. I would behave. I wouldnt challenge his threats or continue to silently beg for attention with my eyes and hands on him. 

"Yes sir" I say breathlessly and pull back just slightly and look at him, my eyes on his as I grab the lace of my dress, lifting the bottom of it, and lower myself to my knees, gently setting my dress around me, letting it pool around me and his gaze heats, and I think we both know me "behaving" , submitting to him has only made the situation between my legs, and in his pants worse. 

His jaw is clenched and his chest puffs slightly as he inhales, and I watch it lower as he exhales, reaching his hand to my cheek, he rubs his thumb over it and I close my eyes, my head tilting towards his touch, and I open my eyes to him, and I can feel others still staring at us instead of the girls being decorated in ropes that match their lingerie and given names. But I keep my eyes only on Cassian as he keeps his on me. His thumb still carressing my face.

"good girl." he says and I shift slightly on my legs, my pussy dripping and can't fucking wait for this god damn night to end so I can have him all to myself. 

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I sit on my knees at his side, hands in my lap and back straight, showing the girls in the middle of the room the attention they deserve, Cassian does as well, only seldom reaching down to toy with the ribbon in my hair or stroke my ponytail with his hand, closing his fist around it gently to let the long length run through his fist and fall down along back once again. Note to self, I'd be wearing a lot more ribbons in my hair if he was this fond of them. 

Tavius is the one beginning the show. Usually he just acts as an assistant to Cassian, bringing or retrieving toys and other things during the sessions. Tavius was a good guy, much like Cassian. He was attentive to the girls reactions to absolutely everything he did, no matter how gentle or how rough. He paid attention, listening for words or gestures that would indicate a girl calling her limit. 

I swallow as I watch him walk back and forth with a flogger, each girls abdomen resting over the round padded table, all of them with arms behind their backs, hands craddling opposite eblows, ties expertly by Tavius, their bottoms all coloring varying shade of pink as he spanks them with the paddle in his hand. The round table provided a pinkened ass to every viewpoint in the room, no matter where you stood, multiple bottoms were available to your eyes, and the faces of the other girls when they were spanked from the opposite side of the table. That view was just as lovely.

In front of us directly is Esme, one of my favorites of the girls, the one I call the golden retriever of us all. She was "Emerald" when with Cassian. She's twenty four, blonde hair, blue eyes, a five foot two and had probably the prettiest tits of all the girls if I had to choose. I admired her body, her ass was small but round, and her tits were probably around a b cup, and her nipples sat perfectly on them, always pointing out, right smack in the middle of her breasts. She had soft pink nipples, and it was a shame that none of the girls had their breasts exposed for tonight. Cause hers were phenomenal. If Cassian knew what a secret love affair I had for Esme's breasts, he'd probably torture me by making me watching him toy with them and taste them. My pussy is so wet at the idea, that I decide that maybe I SHOULD tell him. That's a punishment I'd approve of. 

Tavius is careful with her, knowing she has the lowest pain tolerance of all of the girls. Cassian also pays attention as we listen to her little whimper as her one leg kicks back and she dances on her toes while bent over the table as Tavius paddles her just hard enough to give a little sting. 

Each of the girls gets two to three paddles before he moves to the next, sometimes skipping over one to move to another, all of it a little game, that I know has every girl bent over the table soaked through their panties. 

Kimmy."Jade" is beside Esme...Kimm has curly brown hair, which is pulled up into a loose updo, and her wild curls fall down the back of her head, a few loose shorter strands framing her face and they bounce as her body jerks from the smack of the paddle against her ass. Kimmy "Jade" has brown eyes, is the tallest of us all at 5'9" , so she has super model long legs, and she had big breasts, probably a d cup or more. 

Tavius moves to Askira next. Twenty two, five foot, short pin straight black hair, with dark brown eyes, small and petite, with small a cups probably. She's Japanese, and is a far cry from the steroptypical man's wet dream. While submissive, she was also a brat like me. She was the sexiest of us in my opinion. I always smirked whenever she would mutter responses during sessions in Japanese. She never tells any of us what she's saying and I like to think she's cursing at Cassian or Tavius, or saying real lewd bratty shit to them under her breath that they dont understand. Askira was closer to me in the realm of what she could handle, and Tavius knows that. So the paddle strikes her ass harder, his hand rubbing the spot directly after and I watch Askira's body squirm and her thighs press together. Mine do too, because I know how good that felt to her. How it'd probably make Esme piss herself if she ever felt that on her ass. 

He's been working the table , several rounds have gone by so she's been warmed up enough to handle it, I watch Askira take another hard blow and I whimper audibly. My ass burning for the same treatment. I feel Cassian, grab my ponytail again, this time, tugging it gently so I look up at him. He can see it, he doesnt even have to look at me to know how much I need it. 

"Later." he promises quietly and my nipples harden and I swear this floor is going to be soaked, because I'm dripping onto my god damn calves as I kneel. His lips tug gently at the corners and his hand slips from pony tail and he brushes his kunckle against my cheek, then his thumb over my mouth as my pussy pulses. I open my mouth in offering to him, and he licks his lips but doesnt put his thumb in my mouth, just strokes my lower lip, pulling it to one side then the other, and then down. Behave I remind myself, my mouth salivating to just suck his fucking thumb. He gently grabs my chin and turns my face back to the session taking place and I want to look back to him, my eyes greedy for the sight of him, but I do as Im told and continue to watch. 

Tatiana "Violet" is next, her dark brown skin is glowing everywhere, her eyes are brown but she wears violet colored contacts, hence her name. The purple lingerie she's chosen for tonight, is a brighter purple and looks so fucking good against her skin. I watch as she gasps with pleasure as Tavius spanks her with the paddle, past the general three count. They're not hard slaps, but they are constant and she's on close a dozen consecutive spankings when he finally stops and we all watch as her body trembles with pleasure, as she cums right there over the table, legs shaking. Tavius spanks her again and she screams with pleasure making the entire room hold their fucking breath as we watch her shatter. 

Mira "Topaz" is next, twenty five, five foot three, a short black bob hair cut, brown eyes, and like Askira, has pert small a cup tits. She's probably the one I know the least about, because she's busier than the rest. She works two different jobs, and has two kids. This is her escape. The one pleasure she allows herself in life. She's not often at the parties, her sessions are usually limited to scheduled times during the day while her kids are with their grandparents. She's a single mom, and has been a submissive to Cassian since she was twenty one. Four years. One of the longest, other than Desiree who is next to take the paddle. 

Desiree "Turquoise" is the oldest of us at twenty seven, but she still looks closer to my age. She has long black hair, light brown skin and the prettiest brown eyes I think I've ever seen. They were the lightest brown, like honey and gold. She's five eight, and the second tallest and also, looks like a fucking supermodel. Her breasts are big , her entire frame is one most girls these day envy. The kind of frame they pay thousands of dollars to obtain through plastic surgery. She has tone calved, thick thighs, and an ass that defintely deserves those spankings she's taking. I watch her face as her eyes roll back as Tavius rubs the spot and then the hiss on her lips as he strike her behind again. Her eyes open and land on me. I hold my breath and bite my lip and my mouth parts when hers does as she spanked once more. 

My eyes are still on Desiree as Tavius moves to the last girl, Diana. She's looking at me, a small smile on her lips and I can't help but smile back and lick my lips. I watch her bite her lower lip and I feel a hand on my ponytail again. My eyes flicking up to Cassian. He cocks a brow. 

Cassian leans down, so only I can hear. 

"Enough." he says. At first I think he's angry. "I'm seconds away from dragging you over there and pushing your pretty face in her ass and making you suck her damp panties." he growls. 

I swallow and let out a tiny moan. I want to beg him to do it. Please. Please. Please I want to beg him to let me taste her. To clean his submissive for him, to take care of her for him. 

"I can't wait to suck on your pretty little cunt when this is all done." he groans in my ear. "I know how fucking wet you are right now Callie, and I'm so god damn thirsty for a drink of you." 

I dig my nails into my palsm, wanting to reach up to him, to kiss him and pull him ontop of me and have him just fuck me into the floor. 

He sucks in through his teeth and groans. "You're being such a good girl my love" 

I whimper and he turns my face and kisses my mouth and I kiss him back, lifting up, my ass leaving my calves. He bites my lower lip and I hiss and I pout as he pushes my shoulder, making me sit back on my legs. 

I can't help the pathetic whimper on my lips as he grins and stands back up straight. Stroking my ponytail as he nods back to the table. 

We've already missed Diana. "Citrine". She's twenty one, five foot five , shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes and large breasts too. 

Esme is getting her next round and I'm going to die of a wet unattended pussy if this doesnt end soon. 

I know it's not even close to over though. Cassian has yet to take over, yet to please the girls. He'll spend the next better part of an hour, making sure each of them cum. Then afterward when the guests have left, he will spend time with all them while I wait for him to make sure they're all taken care of. I was going to fucking die. Dramatic? Yes. But tonight was going to be so fucking hard to get through while "Behaving". 


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