"Bend over, Miya."
It was her Mistress speaking. Mistress thoroughly applied the lube and soon Miya's exposed crinkled sphincter felt the cold metal tip of the butt plug pressing insistently. Her hole slowly dilated and drew in its gift. It was becoming easier.
Mistress used a mirror to show Miya the diamante topped butt plug sparkling like a million stars between her ass cheeks; its hard metal knob was buried deep in her ass. It looked good and felt better.
"Perfect," was her Mistress' appraisal.
She kissed Miya tenderly and then applied lipstick to them both using tiny brushes: dark crimson for herself and black for Miya, to match the dark eye shadow she had applied earlier. Then some tiny dabs of musky perfume were applied here and there before Mistress combed Miya's pubic hair to emphasise its black triangular perfection against her pale skin. Miya hoped for her Mistress' fingers to enter her cunt's hole, but she was being kept fresh for tonight.
The Mistress wrapped a stylish coat around Miya's tiny naked body and buttoned it, hiding her nakedness and her starry anal surprise within its shadows. Her pearl-white face was startlingly framed by darkness: the shiny black of her long hair and the high neck of the dark coat. Her eyes were as black as coal.
Delicate strappy high heels were supplied for her feet. Even with the high heels, Miya was much smaller than her Mistress. Mistress was tall, slim and fit, with short dark hair and Miya thought, a beautiful but serious face that could be hard but could also break into ecstatic happiness when Miya especially pleased her.
They were ready to go now. Together, they left the Mistress' apartment which was in a renovated warehouse near the city centre. This was the Mistress' play space, not her residence. It was modern and luxurious nonetheless. They had spent a lot of time there lately and it had even been the scene of some of Miya's adventures.
Tonight they were venturing out. As always, Miya was not certain what her task would be until the last minute. But she trusted her Mistress; she always had Miya's best interests at heart and always knew what would benefit Miya most. Miya assumed that she would be meeting someone who would give her a new sexual experience, expanding her repertoire so that she would be able to please her Mistress better.
Last time it had been two men from the gym who had taught her how to savour and swallow cum. But this time they were dressed for a more sophisticated night out, not the gym.
Once in Mistress' car, a blindfold was placed over her eyes. They drove for a while and parked underground, Miya guessed. Still blindfolded, Miya was guided into a lift which took them up several levels. She heard an intercomm button and some whispered voices. A password? A door clicked open and they stepped inside.
After moving further inside, the Mistress removed the blindfold and Miya found herself in a kind of gentlemen's club except that she could not see any gentlemen. Only well dressed women were in attendance.
Altogether, Miya estimated that there were about a hundred women, in various clusters, distributed throughout the room. The women ranged in age, from young women to old and there was a mix of race: Indian, Chinese, black and caucasian. Occasionally, a few of the older women glanced towards the Mistress and nodded greetings, younger women looked at Mistress in awe, others simply looked at Miya and smiled.
An attendant escorted them to a comfortable lounge, where they were to be seated. Champagne appeared. Miya was intrigued that the attendant was naked except for a black velvet choker around her neck. She had small breasts but wide hips at the centre of which was a neatly shaved cunt. A large meaty clitoral hood protruded from the smooth labial slit in a most attractive way, Miya thought.
"How good it would be to eat that lady's pussy," she imagined, "it would taste so sweet."
In fact, Miya observed, all of the attendants were naked and wearing similar chokers as they moved discreetly amongst the guests, offering fresh drinks and clearing up finished ones.
All of the attendants were young, very beautiful women. They showed great variety in body form. It was almost as if they were chosen so that there was at least one attendant who could appeal to any taste: blonde, brunette, red haired, tall, short, slim, curvacious, some shaved, some with manicured cunt hair, some with large breasts and others with almost none. Miya was thrilled by the stunning variety of the beautiful girls' bodies.
Other women were enjoying the attendants' bodies, too. Some freely took liberties, for example when an attendant had to stretch for an empty glass, her nipple was likely to be teased, tweaked hard, or her ass molested or lightly spanked.
One attendant, carrying a tray of champagne-filled flutes, was stopped mid-stride to have her cunt and ass thoroughly rubbed and spread open by two playful older women. Not a drop of champagne was spilled.
Another attendant simply stood near a seated woman so that the woman was able to finger the attendant's pussy whenever she desired, which was quite frequently. It was all very discreet and tasteful; the attendants and the guests were all happy and the atmosphere was relaxed and informal.
An older, distinguished looking lady, immaculately dressed, with greying hair approached the lounge where the Mistress and Miya sat. She whispered to the Mistress. They seemed to know each other well. Miya thought that she had seen her before. On the News, maybe? The Mistress, smiled and nodded and the lady looked towards Miya and left them.
Miya watched as the lady returned to a party of five or six women positioned across the room. Miya noticed one member of the party in particular: a solid muscular black woman with crew-cut hair, dressed like a man in a suit with braces showing under her coat. Their eyes met and Miya shyly looked away. The woman smiled and raised her glass which appeared to contain whiskey.
"Miya," asked the Mistress, noticing the exchange, "would you like to attend to them? I know that they are very taken by you."
"If that would please you, yes, Mistress," Miya replied.
"Indeed, it would please me very much to have you attend my friends, Miya. Let me make the preparations."
Mistress called over an attendant who wore a silver coloured choker on her throat. She was blonde, slighltly built with a sparse bush of sandy coloured pubic hair. As they whispered together, Mistress' hand glided over the attendant's boyish ass, following the firm curve of warm flesh into the deep groove of her young ass crack. The sight excited Miya and she felt a dampness between her legs which she spread more widely beneath her coat.
The silver attendant, she must be more senior than the black, Miya felt, left briefly and returned carrying a small box which she gave to Mistress. Mistress called Miya over and after undoing the top buttons of her coat around her neck, removed a bronze velvet choker from the box and wrapped it around Miya's throat. The other group of women watched with increasing excitement.
Mistress nodded and the silver attendant took a second item over to the lady's group. She offered it to the older woman who stood up and accepted it. Then the tall, elegant woman, her grey hair stylishly coiffed, strode confidently over to Miya. She took the item she held and showed it to Miya. It was a plaited rope of fine golden cords. She clicked one end of the rope into a metal ring in Miya's choker.
