From Kinky to Slave Chapter 18: Social Gathering

Everything was ready for that afternoon when the Master announced a social meeting with two other masters and their respective slaves. I had to behave well and be up to the circumstances as I knew how to do.

- Yes, master. I will be up to it, don't worry - I replied, kneeling and with my hands behind my neck.

The Master ordered me to stand up to dress me in blue sports pants, a white t-shirt, and some flip-flops. He handcuffed me again and ordered me to sit in the back seat, in silence as I always did.

The Master parked. Before getting out, he removed the handcuffs so I could undress. I obeyed immediately. He made me get out of the car. He handcuffed me again, leading me with the leash.

"Let's go!" he ordered.

The Master started walking, and we passed through a door that led to some stairs. We began to climb them one by one. The Master was making me climb the stairs of the portal naked and handcuffed. I didn't protest, but I was climbing somewhat frightened, which earned me some lashes from the master.

"Hurry up, we don't have all day."

"Yes, master, sorry, it's just that I'm embarrassed."

"Shut up and climb," he said, hitting me again.

I continued climbing, wishing to finish already and hoping that no one would see us. It was getting super exciting at that moment. Finally, we reached the top floor without being seen by any neighbors.

"It's your lucky day, no one has seen you."

"Yes, sir," I said.

The Master rang the doorbell, and a few seconds later, a man greeted him warmly and invited us in.

"So, this is your dog," the man said.

"Yes," the Master said. "Dog, this is Don Gregorio, Gregor, this is my slave Esteban."

I kissed Don Gregorio's feet, as I had been told to address him by the Master. Once the introductions were made, we joined the rest of the group. Apart from Don Gregorio, the meeting included his slave Luis, a submissive of my age, a bit chubbier and hairier, with a beard, and Don Damián and his slave Mike, an English submissive.

Don Damián presented his slave.

"This is Dog, although you can call him Mike, submissive and my slave, he's English but speaks Spanish perfectly, he's 25 years old. Say hello!" he ordered.

"Hi, Sir," Mike said to the Master.

"Say hello to Esteban," his master ordered.

I saw Mike approach me and give me a kiss, which I reciprocated.

"I've ordered him to greet every slave he meets like that."

"It's not a bad greeting," I heard the Master say.

I suffered an erection that caused me some pain.

"Well, now that the introductions are made, what do you think if we play a game I've created?" the Master added.

"What does it consist of?" Don Damián asked.

"It's a game with squares, like the goose game, but erotic. Each square implies a test that, in this case, the slave must perform."