The dinner party

Sarah busily got ready in her room. She put on her tight corset and then her top and her long skirt. No panties, as it was not permitted. She quickly slid on her heels and went into the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. She had to look immaculate. Or else. When she felt everything was in place she started to make her way down to the study. There her master awaited her arrival.

She entered the room and immediately looked to the floor. If she was allowed to look at his face she would have seen a look of disappointment. He walked over to her, circling her like a hawk its prey. He went back to his chair and commanded her to approach him. She did as she was told. He motioned for her to bed over his knees, and she did. He pulled up her long skirt to reveal her tight white bottom. His fingers traced marks that still remained from a punishment she had received days earlier.

He proceeded to administer a very harsh spanking. Although she tried not to she struggled beneath his heavy hand. Her ass quickly turned a bright red but he did not stop, he held her down by his strong arm and with each struggle he only seemed to hit her harder. He did not stop until she started to cry for this was his goal. He pushed her onto the floor where she quickly gathered her skirt over her throbbing burning ass. Tears streamed down her face but she said nothing, she didn’t dare. He was a strict master and one does not speak unless spoken to.

Finally he spoke. “As your bottom burns tonight let it be a reminder not to mess up, not to ever be late or keep me waiting, you will serve my guests tonight. WHATEVER they want, is that understood!”

She nodded, sniffling now. “Yes Master” She said weakly.

He helped her to her feet, took out his handkerchief and gently wiped her tears. He motioned for her to leave and she obliged. Now she headed to the dining area.

The staff was busily running around preparing things. Setting the table, fixing the food, lighting the candles. She went over to her station and took out an apron placing it around her waist. Then the doorbell rang..she let out a little gasp and quickly headed to the front doors.

She greeted the guests and led them into the waiting room. Comfy leather couches lined the walls chairs sat in the middle. A waiter immediately came in and offered them a glass of wine. Then the doorbell rang again. She went thru this routine at least 10 times until all of the guests had arrived. Some were couples, a few single men and one single woman who took an instant interest in Sarah. She even went as far as kissing her hand as she introduced herself and Madame Isabella. Sarah blushed at the attention but moved on quickly to other work.

Ding ding ding…could be heard from the corner of the room. Everyone’s attention was drawn to the Master of the house, tall and slim with an athletic build a truly handsome man. Black flowing hair, emerald green e eyes and a glowing smile twas a face that was very easy to look at.

“Good evening guests, welcome to my humble abode. I welcome you all here this evening to enjoy a wonderful dinner and a tastefully delicious desert” The last part he said with a big grin and his eyes shifted to Sarah. She felt her face grow hot as her skin flushed. Everyone started to laugh and then turned to look at her.

Her master came up beside her, took her by the arm and led her into the dining area. He whispered in her ear “now be a good girl and help serve my guests their meal. Be very accommodating and attentive. Do not let me down little one”  


Continued on part 2