A weekend of duties

I woke up, it was daylight and I realized that today was the day: I was going to be taken to “the party” and was wondering how a hairless slave would contribute to a 24 hours party.

My minders who were very nice I must say came to get me for breakfast, I was nervous at the prospect of the coming day and night, so I did not eat much. They told me that I would be picked up around noon so I was free to kill time watch TV etc... being fully naked as I had been since I arrived, it was strange to “live” surrounded by fully dressed guys who did not even seem to notice the oddity of the situation...

Someone came to get me and took me to the main room, Master was here and I could tell he was please with what he saw: he often got into shaving me to various stages but this was a level he was for sure thinking about for a while and by the look on his  face he liked what he was seeing... he approached me and quickly inspected my body, I know he was very impressed by the feel between my butt cheeks: lasering off was different and somewhat, even to me, felt more “finished” than just shaving, the smoothness was perfect...

Suddenly he grabbed my head from behind in his arm and reached for his back pocket, produced a razor and started to shave my brows. It took a couple of minutes on each side, I never had that done before and was so taken by surprise that I did not feel anything for a few minutes, then  I stated to wonder what it might look like.

That instant of mental hesitation on my part is the moment he picked to slip my cock into a cage, adjust the ring part and lock me up: “you will be able to serve this weekend and I will pop-in to check how it goes at some point” he said before leaving.

I was returned to the TV room, there was a small mirror in there and I could get a glimpse of my brow-less look, very odd...

I carried on watching some TV without being able to get interested in anything really.  Have no idea at time it was when one of the guy who drove the van that brought me here for my preparation walked in.

Soon after I was told to get down to the garage and get in the van. I did and had to wait probably 15 to 20 mns for the driver to return with his friend and drive off. The van was warm so except for the lack of proper seat the trip was relatively comfortable. It lasted a long time: “we must be going on the other side of town” I thought... After a few stop and go from traffic light, we arrived: some maneuvering was my clue and the back door of the van opened. I had to step down and rush through the side door of the house : still naked, it felt cold. I was greeted with no fancy and ushered down to the basement...

there I was explained that it would be my domain or the duration of my stay, with the exception of a few trips up the stairs to the kitchen on the right to fetch whatever I was ordered to bring downstairs. The party was to be held in a large basement which look like a cinema with a few sofas in rows facing a very large screen TV on the wall, and I was put immediately to use by being made to push the furniture (mainly coaches) along the walls, here and there were a couple of basic table which I believe would hold drinks etc...

Before I started to help who was obviously the sub of the house, I was asked my shoe  size: I replied but wondering what did it have to do with anything... the sub obviously knew what it was all about: he disappeared and returned with a pair of plastic/rubber beach sandals, I tried them they were ok and only then was I told it was to save my feet from harm in case of broken glass or other objects (so it was not kindness just safety). I had been fully naked at the preparation house and now here until now an it felt weird to suddenly have shoes on my feet...

The master of the house came to me and explained that my job was to facilitate / help any guests with their requests, I was not here for sex even if from time to time I might be asked to relief a guest and he enforced that concept by inserting a small butt plug with the instructions that I could take it off and wash it at any time provided it did not interfere with my duties. I was further explained that the party would start around 4pm or so and go on for 24 hours until Sunday. During that period guys would come in and stay as long as they wanted, could leave and come back, some would be single but the bulk of the invitations went to Masters and their subs/slaves or servants.

I was to comply with any requests even from subs (as long as their Masters authorized it I guessed) and explained that my main duties would be to look after the drinks, empties, etc... and generally facilitate.

From 3am I would be getting three hour breaks after every 2 hours back on duty and have my work covered by either volunteers subs or designated by their Master. During those break I was to retire in a room upstairs, near the kitchen where there will be a cot so I could sleep.

Then I was taken on a quick tour of the premises. First the basement we were in, well after pushing the furniture against the wall, there was a large space left in the middle with all possibilities for all sort of action... attached to the basement a toilet equipped with a small sink and next to it a rather large bathroom with both a bath and a shower which was opened and in the corner a small cleaning closet with a broom, a mop and a couple of buckets.

I was then taken upstairs to the kitchen and I was told that I would not have to touch anything in there unless asked or told to as there would be a couple of guys in rotation who would pour the drinks or open them before handing them to me for service. The guys would also make sandwiches or other basic food for the guests which I would have to deliver downstairs when needed.

I was shown the rest room which was nothing more than a large closet where a cot had been fitted for the slave busboy (me) to rest when authorized to take a break.  

Finally I was told that the guests would arrive through the same side  door I entered myself and that I was supposed to stand there to greet the guests when not “in use” elsewhere.

By then it was nearly time for the party to start, so I was told to take my post and wait for the first guests. The two guy from the kitchen would serve the drinks for the first hour, then I would start the cleaning and serving in the basement.

I stood at the door somewhat nervous and wondering what my long shift would be like or made of...

Nearly 4pm and the first couple of guests arrived: one leather guy and a small scantily clad  sub in tow. That was the first tits pinching of the day and of course some comments as to how nice it was to see a slave locked and smooth... They went downstairs and it was a long while before  the next guests arrived... this went on for an hour or so, most guys were either leather clad or jeans leather jacket with of course a variety of outfits for the subs ranging from the jean/jacket to just an underwear.

As most party the start was quiet as guys were introducing themselves to others and from where I was standing, feeling rather cold as the door kept opening on me, the noise from the conversations was growing and some comments about my nakedness and smoothness were coming back to me, some  laughter and some orders were already fusing so I figured the subs were put to contribution even  that early... It was just after 5pm, about 20 people had come through the door, when I was ordered to go down and start 'working'...

The host took me downstairs and introduced me to the small crowd already drinking as the busboy/waiter/facilitator and let me start... as always in this type of party the first steps are somewhat awkward but I focused on collecting empty cans and used a bucket I had spotted during the tour, the comments on my smoothness were interesting in  sense that I could hear a few tops telling their  subs they would love them “like that”... along the way I got slapped on my ass and pinched here and there without shame... I was there to please after all... during the whole party in addition of cleaning up after the guests and keeping the place as neat as possible when a bunch of guys are drinking and roughing up their subs my shores were set and I stopped counting how many hands grabbed me, pinched me, slapped me, some licked me or sometimes bite me gently mostly but some hard and  I was showing some marks for a while... people were coming and going some coming back, some not, this went on for the full 24 hours or so of the party with the exceptions of my breaks and the “shows” the hosts had organized every hour.

Every hour on the hour there was a “show” from 8PM to 3PM the next day and of course subs were put to contribution and the tops were mainly using their subs for the amusement of all and exchanging ideas, etc... at 9PM some tops decided to use the bathtub only as a toilet after plugging it... every now and then I had to put some ice cubes in it to keep the smell to a acceptable level, some tops may even have planned this because some guests arrived with pee-filled bottles to contribute to the effort....

The first show was to get all the subs naked and their clothes confiscated which of course meant that they would not be able to leave until their top/Master decided so. All the clothes were collected in a bin and the underwear taken away to be burnt in the fireplace upstairs. The poor sub who came in just wearing a pair of underwear was in sure trouble... they will all go home commando at best but for him a challenge was looming.

When all 7 subs present got naked they were ordered around a table that was pulled into the center of the room and told to jerk off... as the public was cheering and commenting often rudely... the first one to reach the goal was congratulated by his Master and when it was down to 2, in was announced that the last one would lick off the table clean. AS luck would have it it must have been the 2 cum hungry subs of the party: things seemed to slow down to a crawl as if they were competing for to do the clean up, both  Masters told them NOT to stop or they would be both punished severely, they carried on when finally one of them shot his load, he was so 'ready' his load shot across the table down the floor. He was made to clean up his own mess on all fours when the looser was made to start the clean up, after a little while I got drafted to help as the task  was taking too long. By now there was only 20mns to the next show, all conversations resumed, the drinking too and my duties to pick up empties as well...

Then the host came down with a video of his sub/servant throwing the underwear in the fire upstairs when the competition had been going on. Now all the subs knew they would not see their undies again.