Mistress C was humiliated to talk about what was to come. She had to report to the loading dock, like she was a box being delivered.

The days and nights leading up to the party, in which she was going to be a submissive to be used in any manner Master Mike saw fit, were pure hell for me. Severe whippings, cock and ball torture, butt-fuckings by her as well as from her male friends were continuous.

"What am I going to do with you while I'm Mike's slave girl? I'll have to think about that. Maybe you could come along, I'm sure Mike could use you as well."