The Party

The Party

Dara sighed as she slipped of her blazer, hanging it on the back of her chair before sitting down. Her meetings were done for the day so she could close herself in her office and work without being disturbed. Her and Daddy where going out tonight, and he said that the outfit that he had chosen meant no bra lines, so he had instructed her not to wear a bra to work today. She had felt naughty all day, and a little uncomfortable. She had had meetings scheduled all day, so she had kept her blazer on. Now she had two hours left of her day, and the excitement of the night to come was getting the better of her mind.

Stan looked at his watch as he sat in the car waiting for his baby girl to finish up at work. They had a fun Friday night planned, starting with an early dinner then a fetish ball that they had been invited to. He had the best outfit planned for his baby girl, and he couldn’t wait to get her in what there was of it. Smiling he went back to looking over the paperwork that he had brought from work as his driver played with the radio that was on low. When the door opened, he looked at his watch, then stared as his baby girl slid into the seat next to him.

“Hi Daddy.” Dara said with a smile as she leaned over to kiss him lightly.

“Is everything okay baby girl?” Stan asked as he broke the kiss.

“It is yes.” She said sitting back.

“You’re done early.” He stated.

“I got everything I needed to get done, done. The rest can wait till Monday.” She placed her hand on his thigh.

“All right then.” Stan smiled, singling the drive to go.

The driver took off, and twenty minutes later he was pulling into the parking lot of an Italian restaurant they both loved. They were seated right away, and Stan ordered a bottle of wine and their food. They enjoyed talking about their days, and their meals passing on dessert they then paid the bill and left. The driver held the door for them, driving them home. When they arrived, Stan took Dara’s hand leading her up to their bedroom.

“Alright baby girl, are you ready to get ready for the party?” Stan asked with a smirk.

“Oh yes Daddy.” Dara laughed.

“Then strip for Daddy baby girl.” Stan commanded.

Dara slowly removed her blazer, smiling at Daddy as she skimmed her fingers up and down the vee of her blouse before slowly unbuttoning it. She kept eye contact with him as she teasingly revealed her pale skin inch by inch. She let the smooth silk fall to the floor as she reached for the waist of her skirt. She shimmied her hips as she let the skirt fall to the floor leaving her in only the heels she wore to work.

“Heels to baby girl.” Stan said when she paused.

Dara winked at him as she gripped her tits, pushing them together and up before skimming her hands down her body as she bent at the waist to take her heels off one at a time. Rolling back up she danced her fingers over her hipbones, then up to her nipples to circle them with her fingers causing them to pebble and peek.

“Good girl, now Daddy wants you to go do your hair in a pinup style and your makeup with a smoky eye, and luscious red lips.” Stan leaned back against their dresser, crossing his arms across his chest to wait.

Dara turned slowly curving a hand over her left hip to draw Daddy’s eyes to the spank me tattoo on her ass, and she walked into the bathroom. Once there she quickly pinned up her hair and smudged her eyes into midnight smoke before slicking on a deep red gloss. Then she walked back out to the bedroom.

“Such a pretty good little girl.” Stan praised pushing away from the dresser.

“Now close your eyes for daddy.” Stan kissed the side of her throat as he stepped closer to her.

Dara’s entire body shuttered as she sighed and closed her eyes. Stan stared at her for a time, finally he moved. Keeping an eye on her to make sure she kept hers closed he opened a drawer. He lifted out a pair of kitten ear that were black with a red lining, a black leather collar with a chain leash, a patent leather skirt the had garter straps on it, a pair of fishnet stockings the had rhinestones running up the back seams, a pair of black patent leather peep toe Christian Louboutin pumps, and to finish the outfit off he pulled out a pair of heart shaped pasties with the word Daddy printed on each one plus a large anal plug that had a black and red fox tail attached to it.

Picking the skirt up first Stan guided her into it, still making sure she was keeping her eyes closed, when the skirt was in place he smiled as he petted her barely covered ass. Biting her hipbone above the waist band of the skirt Stan stood again, stroking the sides of her tits to knead and push them together. Circling her nipples with his thumbs he leaned in suckling first one and then the other nipping at each one before he reached for the pasties. He placed each one over her peeked nipples just right once again stroking the sides of her tits, then reached for the collar. He gently locked it around her neck letting the leash hang between her beautiful tits. taking up the stockings and heels Stan knelt again.

“Put your hands on Daddy’s shoulders baby girl.” Stan said.

“Keep those gorgeous eyes closed.” He looked up at her to make sure she did.

Dara sighed, but keeping her eyes closed she felt around until her hands were resting on Daddy’s shoulders and she waited.

“Good girl.” Stan kissed Dara’s wrist.

After setting the shoes and one of the stockings on the floor Stan lifted one of her legs just enough so he could slip the stocking on, and then up her smooth leg securing it with the garter. Then the next stocking slipped up her other leg, and he pushed the heels gently onto her feet one at a time. Keeping Dara’s hands on his shoulders Stan stood slowly laying a kiss on the middle of her chest just because, and he walked her over to the dresser. Placing her hands on the glossy surface he spread her legs as he reached for the lube they keep there, and he coated her waiting ass and the plug before sliding it slowly in loving her gasp and moan. After wiping his hands clean he then placed the ears on her head.

“Okay baby girl, open your eyes and go take a look in the mirror.” Stan said kissing her cheek.

Dara slowly opened her eyes, keeping them on her Daddy’s face as they adjusted to the light. Then she smiled and turned to go to the mirror in the bathroom. When she got there, she gasped, it was perfect the skirt and heels. The collar and pasties made her feel like Daddy’s totally, and the stockings made her feel decadent as she turned to see the rhinestones running up the seams and the tail that matched her ears perfectly and it moved so lovely when she walked.

“Daddy, I love it.” Dara came out of the bathroom to give him a giant hug, but he wasn’t in the bedroom.

“Daddy?” She asked loudly.

“I’m in the closet baby girl, I’ll be out in a minute.” Stan said.

Dara waited almost bouncing from foot-to-foot waiting for him to come out. As he did Dara gasped, he looked so good. Dressed in all black he looked every inch the mysterious Dom. Smiling wickedly Dara sauntered up to him, sliding her arms around his waist she kissed his throat he kissed her temple then pushed her back a little holding out a pair of opera length black satin gloves.

“Slip these on and then we need to go baby girl.” Stan said kissing her temple.

“Lead the way Daddy.” She giggled sliding the gloves on slowly as she followed him out of the room.

Stan laughed and led her out of the bedroom, and down the stairs. He stopped them at the front door, retrieving one of Dara’s coasts he slipped it over her body so that only her stockings, heels, and ears showed. Taking her hand again Stan opened the door and walked them to the waiting car. Settling into the car they cuddled in the backseat as the car drove them to the party.

When they arrived at the club Daddy helped Dara out while the driver held open the door. Stan tucked Dara under his arm again and headed or the door. Pulling an envelope from his pocket he handed it to the bouncer at the door. After he check the invitation he opened the door, and let them in. Stopping at the I.D. check Stan helped Dara out of her coat winking at the woman there when she hummed in appreciation as Stan handed her Dara’s coat. Stan took the ticket she handed him and placing his hand on Dara’s back led her into the party.

Dara gasped the room wasn’t exactly like the dungeons that they had been to, but it was still a wonderful tribute to the lifestyle. There where toys and furniture all around the room, and a stage with a band that was playing at the moment, with the dance floor full of moving bodies in various stages of undress. Dara delighted in it all as Daddy led her to a small table and wingback chair near the stage.

Stan sat in the chair and placed a pillow at its side pointing to it, so his baby girl knelt beside him. when a waiter came to the table Stan ordered two glasses of red wine and waited petting his baby girl’s head as it rested on his thigh. When the waitress came back with their wine, she smiled down a Dara with a wink.

“There’s a pet show starting in twenty minutes in the back room if you’re interested.” She said as she sat the glasses on the table.

Stan smiled thinking on it as he handed Dara her glass and sipped his own. It might be interesting to see what it’s all about. Stroking her throat, he watched a woman in a latex body suit approach them.

“May I dance with your kitten?” The woman asked Stan.

“What do you think baby girl?” Stan asked when he tilted her face up to look at him.

“Is there time before the show Daddy?” Dara asked.

“You want to do the show?” Stan asked.

“Yes Daddy.” Dara smiled at him.

“One dance and we can get you to the back room before the show.” The woman said.

“Well?” Stan stroked his thumb along her jaw.

Dara turned her head to kiss the inside of his wrist as she stood.

“Stay with in my sight.” Stan commanded looking at the woman.

“Of course.” She bowed her head slightly as she took Dara’s hand.

The woman led her to the edge of the dance floor where Stan could watch them. Once there the woman took Dara into her arms placing her thigh between Dara’s legs, so her pussy rubbed against that smooth rubber as they moved, and the woman stroked her body in time to the slow bump and grind of the sensual music. The woman stroked Dara’s back, then over her arms to guide them up to circle her neck and they swayed as she ran them back down to pet Dara’s ass tugging just a little at the tail.

Dara gasped and moaned against the woman’s throat, kissing, and biting down just a little, then squeaked when the woman smacked her ass sharply.

“Naughty kitty, no biting.” The woman chided moving them both to the music so she could turn Dara.

The woman placed Dara’s back to her front, she moved Dara’s arms back up, so they were around her neck causing her tits to raise nicely. The woman petted Dara’s body watching Stan stare at them.

“Your Daddy likes watching you with others.” The woman whispered in her ear.

“Oh yes he does.” Dara smiled at her Daddy.

“But it’s time to take you to the show room if you want to participate in the pet show.” The woman said kissing Dara’s throat.

Then taking the leash that hung between Dara’s breasts the woman led her back to her Daddy. Handing the leash back to Stan the woman once again bowed her head slightly to him, and with a wink to Dara she sauntered off into the crowd. Stan stood pulling Dara close with the leash.

“Are you sure you want to so this baby girl?” He asked with his lips inches from hers.

“Yes, Daddy, I’m sure.” She moaned claiming his lips in a kiss.

“Good girl.” He praised when he pulled back.

Tugging playfully on the leash he walked her into the back room where the pet show was going to be.

“Good evening, Sir, would you like to enter your pet into the show this evening?” A woman setting at a small table greeted them.

“I would yes.” Stan smiled.

“Alright, there is one stall left for tonight’s show, just go down the center aisle and it’s the last one on the left.” She winked at Dara handing Stan a pamphlet.

Stan smiled down at her with a thank you as he pulled on the leash to get Dara moving with him. they passed the other stalls where other pets were kneeling on all four on display for all to pursue. Once they reached the last stall on the left Stan tugged on the leash again.

“Up you go baby girl.” He said.

Dara smiled up at him, slowly climbing onto the table as he read through the paper in his hand. Lifting his head Stan looked at her as she knelt with her ass on her heels and her hands resting on her thighs. Stepping up to the table Stan reached for the hook in front of her knees, pulling it up so that it formed a rest for her to place her chin. Then he pointed to it and waited. Dara slowly reached her hands forward, lifting her ass into the air rocking her hips forward so she could place her chin on the rest.

“Good girl.” Stan said as he petted her soft pale skin.

“Now we wait. You’re going to stay like this for the judging, which is going to take about thirty minutes, and then we get a little break before the finalists are to be taken onto the stage.” He stroked her ass and the backs of her thighs as he spoke.

Dara closed her eyes to savor the feel of her Daddy’s hands petting her body, then yelped when he smacked her ass smartly.

“Eyes open baby girl.” Stan commanded.

“Yes Daddy.” She replied on a sigh opening them.

Dara watched as people started to walk up and down the aisle perusing and surveying the pets that were on display, and she wondered about the tokens that they dropped in the slot beside her table. She stayed in her place for thirty minutes with Daddy continuing to stroke her body, then finally the room was cleared but for three people that slowly walked up the aisle making notes, then down the aisle taking the bins that held the tokens.

“Okay your pets can relax, it will be about twenty minutes to tally things up, and the three finalists will be called to the main stage by the number on your stall.” One man said.

Stan helped Dara off the table, making note of the number on the table. When she stubbled against him he lifted her into his arms carrying her from the room. Finding another empty table in a corner he settled into the wingback chair with her in his lap, and a silent waitress came over with two glasses of red wine. Setting them on the side table Stan thanked her as she walked away.

“How are you doing baby girl?” Stan asked against Dara’s ear.

“I’m a little shaky but doing okay Daddy.” Dara replied resting her head on his shoulder.

Stan kissed the top of her head stroking her thigh as she calmed. Finally, he reached over picking one glass up to hand to Dara, and then picked the other up for himself, and they sipped in silence as they watched the room. When the music was silenced, they both looked over to the stage. The man who had made the announcement in the show room came on stage. He waited till the room had fallen silent then said three numbers. When Stan tapped Dara on the thigh she started. Turning her head to look at Stan.

“Well go on up to the stage.” Stan said kissing her lips.

Dara giggled against his lips, stroking his cheek before kissing him once more then bouncing off his lap to sashay to the stage.

“Where is your Master kitten?” She was asked.

“I am right here.” Stan stated standing from his chair.

“Then join you kitten on the stage.” The man said.

Stan finished his drink then joined his baby girl on the stage. When Stan got to the stage, he stood behind his baby girl. Wrapping an arm around her middle he kissed her temple and waited. The man who had called them up on stage smiled at them then called the last number. Then three tables were brought out, and each one of the pets were put on display once again with their masters standing by.

One by one the three pet’s tables were pulled forward and turned, displaying them to the crowd. Dara noticed that there were six men standing at the back of the stage watching the three chosen and the crowd. After thirty minutes of this new display the judges choose, and though Dara came in second she couldn’t feel bad about it. When the ribbons were awarded, Stan took Dara off the stage, and up a set of stairs to a room.

Once Stan shut the door behind them, he walked Dara over to the spanking bench to the side of the king size bed, helping her onto it with the leash Stan strapped her down, then he pulled a silk blindfold from his pocket. Wrapping it around her eyes he bit her shoulder before going to answer the door when there was a knock on it.

“Please come in, I have a treat for you.” Stan said stepping back to let the group in.

There were two naked women that were led in by leashes attached to steel collars, with ball gags in their mouths. Stan raised an eyebrow to the man that led them in, but only chuckled when the man shrugged with a wolfish smile. Stan shook his head walking to the settee, fixing himself a glass of single malt scotch then settled in to watch pulling his cock free as he did. The man led the women over to the spanking bench.

He sat one on a pillow between Dara’s thighs, he placed the woman’s hands at Dara’s knees removing the ball gag as he set her mouth at Dara’s pussy. Then he spread her thighs to place the other woman on her hands and knees with her mouth at the waiting pussy. Leaving this woman’s gag in place the man picked a paddle off the wall, and without a word he began paddling the woman’s ass. He started slowly, and gently then the blows got faster and harder. All three woman began to gasp and moan, whimpering against the pussies. Fifteen strokes in he dropped the paddle opening the fly of his jeans he took his cock out rubbing the tip through the woman’s wet folds once then slammed into her fast and hard causing her to scream around the gag and pussy at her mouth. Breathing deeply, he paused briefly then fucked her fast and hard slamming against her tender ass over and over until he came deep inside her gripping core.

Breathing heavily, he pulled the woman back. Leaving her on her knees he pulled the other woman away from Dara’s pussy, kissing her mouth deeply then replaced the gag at her mouth. Placing her on her knees he took the leash of the other woman, removing her gag he placed her on the pillow with her mouth at Dara’s pussy, and the other woman’s gagged mouth was placed at her pussy. Picking up the paddle once again the man winked at Stan as he began paddling the ass in front of him, giving this one twenty strikes before dropping the paddle and fucking her without a pause. When he came deep inside her core he grunted with satisfaction when he heard Dara scream as she came.

Stan watched with hooded eyes, stroking his cock as his sipped his drink. It was such a pleasure for him to watch his baby girl getting used. They made her cum over and over, each blow the male delivered making the women scream against her which sent her farther into bliss. Stan slowly finished his drink then stood walking to his baby girl’s head he silently waved the group to the bed.

“Are you doing okay baby girl?” He asked stroking her cheek as she panted.

“Yes Daddy.” She breathed turning into his hand to kiss his palm.

“Good girl.” He praised.

Stroking his hand down her back he watched her back arch into it as he moved to her ass. Using her tail, he tickled the inside of her thighs before rubbing his fingers through her dripping wet folds light soft strokes flicking her clit which made her squeak each time. Over and over Stan repeated this, loving when his baby girl wiggled whimpered and squeaked every time. Finally, he slid three fingers deep massaging the walls of her pussy, smiling when he felt the hardness of the plug in her ass. He fucked her slowly rubbing his thumb in circles against her clit, he brought her to the edge once, twice, and the third time he pulled his fingers free only to slam his rock-hard cock deep making her scream. Pausing to savor the feeling of her squeezing him oh so tight, he raked his hands up her back breathing hard. Then down to grip her hips, and he began to move. He fucked her fast and hard pounding against her ass roughly moving the bench slightly, grunting with every thrust he gripped her hips tighter and came hard and deep inside her setting off a chain of her own orgasms.

With them both breathing heavily Stan pulled out slowly, walking shakily around the bench he unstrapped Dara. Helping her up he held her against him. wrapping an arm around her waist he nuzzled her throat when she leaned her head back against his chest.

“Well baby girl, what would you like to do now?” Stan bit down hard making her moan and strain against him.

“Eat Daddy.” Dara moaned.

“Then go eat, but make sure Daddy can see your ass.” Stan laughed swatting her hip as he pushed her forward.

Dara smiled over her shoulder as Daddy unhooked the leash, pushing her forward with a swatted to the hip. She stumbled to the bed crawling onto her hands and knees she moved between the man’s thighs licking from his balls up to his tip. Up and down, she moved her tongue, listening to him begin to pant. Finally, she circled his tip slowly before taking his length deep into her mouth, sucking hard she swallowed. Moaning around him when he shuttered then swallowed again, he came with a yell, and she milked his cock until she had swallowed all of his seed.

Gasping a little Dara moved to the woman on the right. Opening her thighs, she slowly parted the pussy folds to begin to fest. She licked and licked moaning and sighing as the woman began to whimper. Then Dara began to scream as Daddy started spanking her over and over, but she continued to eat the pussy in front of her, making the woman cum again and again. Thirty strike and Stan stepped back again.

Dara sucked on the woman’s clit one last time before moving back to the man. Straddling his hip she took his cock deep into her pussy with one hard thrust, breathing deeply she placed her hands on his chest, and rode him like a woman possessed. She came once then twice, and on the third time she begged him to cum with her. Throwing her head back Dara screamed her release collapsing atop him for a bit. Then pushing off of him she shuttered as their bodies broke contact moving to the woman on the left, she opened her thighs to fest.

Daddy didn’t wait this time. As soon as she started licking and sucking, he began to strike her ass and thighs with a cane. Strike after strike she screamed against the woman’s pussy, causing her to cum over and over. Finally, Stan dropped the cane, and fucked into his baby girl. Taking hold of her hair when she lifted away from the pussy, he forced her back down and holding her there he fucked her fast and hard letting her feel every mark that he had put on her body. When she screamed against the pussy Stan groaned, leaning forward he bit her shoulder as he came filling her pussy with his seed.

Panting Stan watched the man pull his women over, giving Stan the room to curl up on the bed with his baby girl in his arms. They must have fallen asleep. Stan woke up some time later to Dara’s whimpers. Easing off the bed Stan gently woke Dara, working the plug from her ass as gently as possible.

“Easy baby girl, it’s okay. Daddy’s got you.” He kissed her shoulder and then her collar bone as she rolled to her back.

“Home Daddy.” Dara moaned.

“Okay baby girl. We’ve got to walk now though.” Stan helped her stand.

Dara whimpered as Daddy tucked her under his arm and led her out of the room. They walked slowly down the flight of stairs. Stan silently handed the woman at the coat check their ticket. Wrapping Dara’s coat around her he led her out of the building, and they both squinted their eyes when they walked into the sun. laughing they huddled together and walked to the parking lot where their car was waiting.

“Good morning, sir, miss.” The driver greeted them while opening the door.

Stan nodded to him as he helped Dara into the car, and they made their way home. Once there Stan handed the driver a roll of money while he helped Dara out of the car and into the house. Leading her up the stairs to their bedroom Stan gently removed her clothes, walking her into the bathroom he set her on her vanity stool. Turning on the water to fill the tub he stared at her as he removed his clothes.

When they were both naked and the tub was full Stan helped Dara into the steamy water and climbed in behind her. Holding her close they relaxed in the bubbles. When Dara started to fall asleep against him Stan pulled the plug, letting the water drain. Then helping her from the tub he dried her off before rubbing lotion slowly into her smooth skin and led her to bed. When both of them where between the cool sheets they snuggled together and fell asleep once again.