Eve Quest Part 3

Sheila was in the white on white brocade corset, her breasts billowing over its top. She wore no panties and her hairless pussy lips pouted out beneath her flat belly. She wore white stockings and white sandals with 4" spike heels. Her nails flashed red.Jenny wore her black leather waist cincher. The rings in her nipples were joined together by a heavy chrome chain. Black leather garters hanging from the cincher supported her black fishnet hose. Her polished black, high-heel boots were laced up to just below her knees.

The guests were couples except for Alex. They wore skimpy leather outfits (except for Alex) and the women were obviously dominant. I showed them to the dinning room and served the wine. Dinner consisted of shrimp cocktails, chicken cordon bleu, Julianne potatoes and chocolate cheesecake. The conversation was polite and topical. I was a real French maid and nobody seemed to give me a second thought. After dinner Alex and the women retired to the den for brandy and cigars. The rest of the men sat at the table and chatted quietly over coffee as I cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher.

"Sissy, you and the boys come here." Sheila said.

We obeyed. At her command, using short pieces of chain, they attached my shoes to the spreader bar. Then they hung me, head down, from the ceiling in front of the window. Using two more short pieces of chain they attached my bracelets to the spreader bar so that my back was down and parallel to the ground. A slight push caused me to swing. My cap fell off.

There was a sheet over an easel in one corner of the living room. Sheila removed the sheet and said, "Okay ladies, this is a Toulouse-Lautrec lithograph. It's worth $1,500.00 and goes to the winner of tonight's contest. Since Jenny won't be competing, she will be the judge – the final judge."

She moved away from the easel and continued. "The rules are simple. You will get your man hard any way you can, let him fuck you and fill you up.