DeAnn's Submissive Weekend
Suzy escorted me downstairs via the elevator and into the home's lounge. As
we entered the room I could see about a dozen round tables with white table
cloths and seating for six at each table. There was a bar too, and Debbie
was acting as the bartender while Becky waited tables. They were both still
wearing maid uniforms, but tonight the uniforms were a bare breasts design.
The high heels and the heavy eye makeup with the short black skirts, well,
they were stunning. Very sexy!
Suzy took her time leading me to Robert's table so I had a pretty good look
around on the way. Right in the middle of the room was a low, circular
stage with a brass pole. Wow, now that brings back memories. When I was younger
I used to dance in places not too different than this room. Mark used to
like to see me dance in some of the better topless places and I got pretty good
at it too. So now I had an idea of what he meant about me performing
tonight. We walked up to Robert and Mark's table and Suzy pointed at a chair next
to Robert and
I sat down in the chair Suzy had pointed at, next to Robert. Suzy sat down
between Mark and Robert and leaned over and laid her head affectionately on
Mark's shoulder. I saw Robert look at Suzy then he looked at me and I
quickly took his arm and laid my head on his shoulder too. I looked up at him and
he smiled at me and said, "Tonight we have all the voting members of our
BDSM family present. Our group consists of ten members,
now, including Mark. All are dominant males. We have twelve submissive
females in our family and tonight you will be voted on. The men present will
decide if you are acceptable to be admitted into our elite society. If you get
a pass, you will become female number thirteen."
I looked around the room and saw that the men were looking me over but the
females just looked content and not particularly interested in me. I asked
Robert, "Do many women fail the vote here sir?"
Robert looked at me and said, "It doesn't matter my pet. All that matters
is that you don't. I'm sure Mark would be very disappointed if the vote goes
"Yes sir," I replied.
Mark said, "I'm sure you'll do fine. You've never disappointed me, have
I looked at Mark and he winked at me as I said, "No sir."
Dinner was served, and when we finished, Robert stood up and said,
"Attention please. I would like to introduce DeAnn, Mark's wife. DeAnn desires to
join our family here and for starts, she'd like to dance for you all."
Robert took my hand and led me up and onto the circular stage saying, "Show
them what you got baby."
As I got onto the stage Robert sat back down and music started from the
surround sound system. First song up was Simply Irresistible by Robert Palmer.
I knew Mark had picked that one because I had danced to that years ago at
the Number Ten Saloon in Deadwood South Dakota during a biker rally and had
gotten a round of applause from the crowd.
I started out by swinging around the pole once with my left leg bent and my
right toe just barely skimming the stage floor. Then I slowly unzipped my
skirt and let it fall around my feet so I could kick it to the edge of the
stage. I started skipping around the stage in my high heels while unbuttoning
my blouse which I also threw to the edge of the stage with my skirt. Now I
was down to my bra, panties, garters, stockings and heels and the bra went
into the clothes pile next. I took my time sliding down my panties, which I
was wearing over my garter belt, and then flicked them into the pile with the
toe of my right heel.
Now Mr. Palmer was heavy into his song, and I hit the pole with energy and
a sincere lust that I really hoped would give every man in the room a hard
on. I spun, I wiggled and I humped that pole while I ran my tongue up it. I
started skipping around the stage again with my hands behind my head and
shaking my tits as I passed each man. I could see I definitely had their
attention and the females out there were watching closely too.
The music changed to A Whole Lotta Rosie by AC/DC and I just went crazy. I
danced my ass off and made love to that pole and it was so erotic I almost
forgot why I was up there. It had been a long time since I danced for a crowd
and I was really having fun.
When AC/DC finished Robert stood up again and said, "Stay there DeAnn. You
all have read the review I wrote on DeAnn and now you've seen her in the
flesh. Yeah, pun was intended, my friends. I will now ask the male members to
fold your hands on your table if your vote is no, and raise up your right
hand if your vote for DeAnn is yes."
I looked around, and all I could see was hands up. I smiled and Robert
said, "DeAnn, by a unanimous decision you are now the family's newest slave. You
will now stand there with your feet spread apart and your hands behind your
head so all the masters can look you over before the auction starts."
I took the pose as ordered and Robert stepped up on the stage and looking
out over the tables he said, "Alright gentlemen we are now going to auction
our newest slave for a half hour of one on one time before the rest of you
are allowed to have access to her as a group. As always the proceeds from this
auction will go into our slush
fund to be used to fund our activities. So, do I hear twenty dollars?"
I stood there in my high heels and stockings in the position Robert had
ordered as the auction went on and bids for me were yelled out. These guys were
no doubt all well to do and the bidding got up to twenty six hundred
dollars before Robert said, "going once, going twice, sold to Thomas for
twenty-six hundred dollars for thirty
minutes with Slave D.
Robert looked over at me and said, "Tonight is initiation night Slave D.
You now are the property of Master Thomas for the next thirty minutes and for
the next hour after that you are the property of the group. When the
initiation is complete, you will be returned to Mark. Do you understand slave?"
I still hadn't moved, and I simply replied, "Yes Master Robert."
As Robert stepped off the stage to rejoin Mark I saw Master Thomas step up
onto the stage while removing his leather belt.
Continued in Part Eleven