Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 9.1

“I see your back miss, have you changed your mind?”

It was the creepy butler guy from the beginning, I waited for Nat to say something, but after an awkward moment of silence, that this was all onto me.

I blindly stepped forward, “yes please, I’d like to join the party,” I said meekly.

“Well, first things first.”

I felt like I just came full circle, I’m now at some random sex gathering, wearing one piece of clothing, blindfolded already and about to be naked again with God knows what was about to happen to me. None the less, I brought my hands to my belt and started to undo it, my hands were shaking and it was hard to find the buckle, but once I got it done, I was immediately stopped.

“Sorry Ms. that is not proper etiquette, allow me to take your coat.”

“It’s ok Maggie, it was all part of the deal, just let him take your coat,” Nat said next to me, moving my hands to my sides.

I felt the belt pulled out and a sound of metal clink as it was placed on a counter. The first button on top was meticulously undone, followed by the second as I felt my cleavage slowly exposed. This was even more embarrassing then when I first had to strip, not only was it a complete stranger who I had no contact with but I was blindfolded and helpless as well and the slowness of it just made it that much worse, like he was taking his time to enjoy his actions. With another button undone, it was pretty obvious I was not wearing a top or a bra, my breasts were still covered, but area in between was now exposed to the open air.

“Very delicate ivory skin you have Ms.,” with another button my stomach and belly button were exposed and I felt my tits weren’t that far from being exposed as well.

I waited for the final button to be undone, completely undoing the jacket, to expose my hairless pussy but instead I felt his hands in the front of my coat and reach in to open it slightly exposing my bare breasts. The sides of the coat framed my chest and all I could imagine was him, standing back and admiring his work. I just stood there, like that for minutes wondering what he was going to do next. The final button was undone, but this time, without hesitation, the coat was pulled back and off of my body, leaving me completely naked.

“Such an innocent, delicate flower,” his hand found its way gently brushing the side of my face, “like the way your friend was before we first met her.”

His hand lowered, tracing my neck, down to my chest, circling around each breast and then teasing my nipples. His hands switched between gentle to firm with a slight twitch at times that made me think he was just getting aroused and trying to keep in control. When his hand found my hip, it was no longer him exploring my curves, he was gripping it hard, his fingers digging into my skin almost painfully as he pulled me closer and then let go.

“Oh god,” two fingers, shoved inside of me, no more savoring my body as he shoved his fingers in as deep as they would go.

A hand reached for the back of my head and pulled it up towards him, with our height difference, I felt like I was on my toes and with a sudden shock his mouth found mine, kissing me deeply as he continued to finger me with his other hand. That’s when I wondered, where the hell Natalie was this whole time. Had she left me alone to get used by this guy, or is she just standing around watching and getting her jollies, where are you Nat?

“Mmmm,” he was moaning into my mouth, was he getting off on fingering and using me, that’s when he pulled away, “she can finish.”

Finish, what did he mean finish, I was so lost in everything that just happened I didn’t even understand when I felt his hands on my shoulder, pushing me down to my knees. Strong hands on the back of my head, intertwining fingers through my hair, then a gentle hand under my chin guiding me forward and making me open my mouth at the same time.

“Just relax, I did all of the work,” it entered slowly, his cock, the tip, then the shaft, more shaft, even more, how long was this cock, it felt like it was halfway down my throat.

As it went deeper and deeper I felt it twitch more and more the deeper he went, until my nose pressed up against his pubic hair and with his hands holding my head tightly against his body, he started to cum down my throat. He was so thick and the twitching didn’t make it any easier to breathe and he didn’t pull out, instead he just slowly went soft and like a worm his cock crept back up my throat into my mouth, leaving a salty trail of cum as he did.

“Oh, I can take your coat Sir,” he moved, his cock pulling from my mouth leaving a trail of cum from it.

I suddenly felt very exposed, how much had they just seen, they obviously saw me with his cock in my mouth, but I’m naked, was he naked, was Natalie naked. Why was he acting so normal about the whole thing?!?!

“Is she a new service to the club?” the man said with a snicker.

“Just a prospective member Sir.”

“May I?”

“If it’s ok with her.”

On wobbly legs I felt Natalie stand me up, my mouth still salty, my mind still foggy from the overwhelming experience and now I was naked on display for another complete stranger that I couldn’t see.

“Well, I can’t tell by the mask, but I could tell she’s good with her mouth,” I felt his hand group my breast, “and just enough of a handful.”

I felt his hand on my shoulder as I was slightly turned, “the ass definitely makes up for the chest.”

I started to blush as it felt like I was being openly inspected for purchase, like some kind of dog for breeding. Yet, something about the treatment, was really turning me on, I wasn’t a person, just an object for his sexual pleasure.

His fingers went between my lips, “obviously enjoying the attention,” his fingers teased my clit and then slowly penetrated me, “soaking wet.”

“What’s your name little girl?”

“Mmm, Mag, mmm, Maggie.”

He pulled his fingers from inside of me, “open,” I opened my mouth thinking he was about to expect my teeth or something and then immediately felt him shove his fingers in, “clean,” I sucked on his fingers, coated with my juices until I couldn’t taste myself anymore, “good girl, I’ll see you in there.”