I attend a BDSM party by the hand of Master Martin

Master Martin's announcement completely changed the dynamic of the daily training. One morning, while edumiso remained on his knees waiting for his instructions, the Master stopped in front of him with a look filled with dark expectation.

“Tonight we will attend a private event, edumiso,” Martin announced, stroking the young man's leather collar. “An exclusive party where the most respected Dominants in the region gather. I have decided that you are ready to be presented to society. But you will not go as a simple companion. You will be my courtesy offering. You will be shared by the Mistresses and Masters of the house.”

A shiver ran down edumiso's spine. The idea of being once again under the command of female Mistresses, mixed with the submission he now professed toward male Masters, ignited a whirlwind of emotions in his chest. Fear and excitement immediately intertwined.

“As you command, Master Martin,” he replied, lowering his head in a sign of absolute acceptance. “My body and my will are at your disposal to honor you.”

The preparation for the party was meticulous. Martin ordered that edumiso be bathed, shaved, and perfumed with a subtle fragrance. He would wear no clothes; only Martin's ownership collar, to which a long leather leash was attached, and a discreet black harness that framed his torso, highlighting his submission.

The car ride took place in tense silence. edumiso traveled on the floor of the vehicle, resting his head on Martin's knees, seeking the security of his owner before facing the unknown. Upon arriving at the mansion where the event was being held, the atmosphere already vibrated with the sound of low classical music, the distant crack of whips, and the murmur of authoritative voices.

As they crossed the threshold, Martin gently pulled the leash, forcing edumiso to move forward on all fours across the luxurious red carpet of the main hall. The eyes of the attendees immediately settled on them. There were imposing women dressed in latex and leather, and men of severe presence who emanated absolute power.

“Good evening, Martin,” greeted a rich, dominant female voice. It was Mistress Valeria, a tall woman with dark hair and a feline gaze, holding a riding crop in her hand. “I see you brought the famous edumiso. I had heard you had completely reformed him.”

“That’s right, Valeria,” Martin replied proudly, handing the end of the leash to the woman. “edumiso no longer belongs to the world of vulgar labels. His submission is pure. Tonight, he is at the service of the house. You may use him and share him with the others as you wish. I only demand that you return him to me intact at the end of the evening.”

Mistress Valeria smiled, evaluating edumiso with a calculating gaze. With the tip of her heeled boot, she lifted the young man's chin to force him to look at her. edumiso experienced an instant mental shock: the ...