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excellent sub," I said

"Thank you, Sir, I wanted to ensure that I made a good impression on you and your clients."she replied, her voice soft but tinged with confidence.

With a nod of approval from me, Natasha took a deep breath and began to turn slowly, her movements graceful and deliberate. Ensuring that every detail of her attire is on display, from the sleek silhouette of her dress to the delicate straps of her stockings peeking through the fabric. With each turn, I began to get more and more turned on, feeling a sense of satisfaction knowing that her body is mine to use. She looked both beautiful and sensual, a reflection of her dedication to pleasing me and representing the company with professionalism and charm. As she completed her final turn, Natasha meets my gaze with a confident smile, silently awaiting his further instructions.

As Natasha escorted the clients into the large conference room, her presence immediately captured their attention. Ian, with his friendly smile, and Kate, dressed in a vibrant multi-coloured cocktail dress, exchange glances as they appreciate Natasha's alluring attire. The thin, opaque material of her dress tantalizingly reveals her lingerie, adding an extra layer of intrigue to her already sensual demeanour.

Craig exuded confidence with his well-built stature and impeccable attire, while his wife Helen, a petite blonde in a delicate summer dress, emanates an aura of elegance. The clients' eyes linger appreciatively on Natasha as she moves gracefully between them, her every gesture exuding charm and professionalism.

Natasha ensured the clients were comfortably seated around the table, her curvaceous figure and sensual presence leave a lasting impression on Ian, Kate, Craig, and Helen. Throughout the meeting, Natasha's confidence and poise continue to captivate the clients, all of them staring intensely at her body exposed through her dress.

Natasha took the drink orders and began serving everyone, I could tell there was a sense of nervousness lingering beneath her composed exterior. The playful banter from Kate and Helen about her appearance caught her off guard, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as they openly admired and commented on her outfit.

With a forced smile, Natasha attempts to maintain her professionalism, though her nerves cause her to stumble slightly as she moves between the guests. Kate and Helen's overt teasing leaves her feeling flustered, their descriptions of her attire and stockings sending waves of heat coursing through her body.

"Thank you for the compliments,But I'm just here to assist with the meeting." Natasha responds, her voice slightly shaky as she tries to regain her composure.

Despite her attempts to downplay their comments, Kate and Helen continue to tease Natasha, their playful banter bordering on flirtation as they inquire about the possibility of renting her out for "fun." Natasha's discomfort only intensifies as she struggles to navigate the situation, her blush deepening with each passing moment. I could see that her anxiety was causing her to take quick short breaths to try and keep herself calm.

As she finally retreated to the relative safety of the refreshment table, Natasha took a moment to collect herself, her heart clearly still racing from the unexpected attention. Although she was flustered, she remained determined to fulfil her duties with professionalism and grace, even as the teasing from Kate and Helen lingered in the air.

Natasha continued to be a little uncomfortable by the teasing from Kate and Helen, she was unaware that these particular clients' relationship with me was also as friends who enjoyed kinky games. Her focus was solely on maintaining her professionalism and composure, despite feeling increasingly flustered by their suggestive comments.

I'd known the four of them for years, they shared my open-minded views on topics such as sex, exhibitionism, domination, and submission. Their playful banter and overt admiration for Natasha's appearance were from not just from idle curiosity but from a genuine appreciation for her sensuality, confidence, and of course a desire to use her.

As the meeting progressed, Natasha relaxed a little, her nerves gradually giving way to a sense of curiosity and intrigue. Though still hesitant to fully embrace their teasing, she was finding herself drawn to their playful energy and the subtle hints of something more beneath the surface. Natasha continued to serve drinks, her confidence wavering slightly under the weight of her increasing sexual anxiety. The suggestive comments from Kate and Helen, coupled with the subtle but unmistakable touches from Craig and Helen, leave her feeling increasingly flustered and vulnerable.

At first, Natasha brushed off Craig's supposed backstroke as a figment of her imagination, attributing it to her heightened nerves. But when she feels a slender hand trailing up her leg to the tops of her stockings as she serves Helen a second drink, she freezes in place, her breath catching in her throat.

Her heart raced as Natasha struggled to maintain her composure, the sensation of the hand on her leg sending waves of arousal coursing through her body. Despite her initial shock, Natasha enjoyed the touch and found herself strangely drawn to more, her skin tingling with anticipation as she wondered what might happen next.

Natasha turned away from the table, Helen's hand slid higher up her leg, past the stocking top, to the bare skin of her inner thigh. A jolt of electricity courses through Natasha's body, and she visibly quivers with a mixture of arousal and shock. The sensation of Helen's touch on her naked skin sends a shiver down her spine. Before she can fully process what's happening, Natasha jumped in surprise, the sudden movement causing her to accidentally spill a glass of wine. The deep red liquid spilt across her dress, staining the fabric and pooling on the floor.

With wide eyes and flushed cheeks, Natasha frantically tries to clean up the mess, her hands shaking as she reaches for a napkin. But her mind is racing with the intensity of the moment, the unexpected touch from Helen leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable.

She continued to mop up the spilled wine, Natasha knew that her reaction hadn't gone unnoticed by Sir and the clients, and she could only wonder what consequences awaited her for this mistake. Natasha with trembling hands and a voice thick with emotion, she turns to Sir, her eyes pleading for forgiveness.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to spill the wine. Please, forgive me. I'll do anything to make it up to you and your clients." Natasha's words tumbling out in a rush.

Her cheeks burning with embarrassment, Natasha's gaze flickers to her now almost completely sheer dress, the wine staining the fabric and causing it to become see-through. The realisation only adds to her embarrassment, and she can feel the eyes of everyone in the room on her, their scrutiny magnifying her sense of shame.

With a nervous glance towards me, Natasha braces herself for my response, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at the thought of being so exposed in front of my friends and me. Yet, despite her apprehension, I know there's a part of her that can't help but feel a spark of excitement at the prospect of embracing her submissive side and paying for her mistake. She stood there, trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement, waiting for me to speak but Helen spoke first.

"I think Natasha should take her wet dress off and strip down to her stockings and heels, she can stay like that all night like that as punishment," Helen said with a grin.

Natasha's breath caught in her throat as she listened to Helen's suggestion, her heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation. The thought of removing her wet dress and serving Sir and his clients in nothing but her lingerie and heels fills her with a sense of vulnerability, unlike anything she's ever experienced.

With a nervous glance towards me, Natasha braces herself for my response, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at the thought of being so exposed in front of me and my clients. Yet, despite her apprehension, I know there's a part of her that can't help but feel a spark of excitement at the prospect of embracing her submissive side and fulfilling her desires.

She waited for my decision, Natasha knows that whatever punishment I deem appropriate, she has to accept it willingly, knowing that it's all part of her journey towards pleasing me and proving her submission. I nodded and mouthed "Do it!"

Natasha obeyed Helen's command, panting with a mix of anxiety and arousal. With a pleading look to me for confirmation, I nodded again. With trembling hands, she wriggled out of her dress, unclasped her bra, allowing it to slip from her shoulders and reveal her large, firm breasts to the hungry gaze of us all. She then slowly lowered her panties, as she exposed herself completely her pale skin blushed all over. Standing there naked except for her black high heels, stockings, and suspenders, her body on full display for our pleasure she looked amazing.

Despite the overwhelming sense of exposure, Natasha could feel the thrill of arousal running through her veins. The intensity of our stares ignited a fire within her, stirring desire deep in her quivering pussy.

Natasha's anxiety begins to ebb away, replaced by a growing sense of confidence and arousal. She knows that she is fulfilling her role as Sir's submissive, embracing her desires and surrendering herself to the pleasure of their collective gaze. She stood straight up shoulders back her breasts firm proud and her nipples hard.

"Right, you little slut toy, get on the table on all fours, so we can all see your sexy sluttish body better." Helen insisted in a strict tone.

Natasha hesitantly follows Helen's command, she feeling a rush of conflicting emotions of anxiety and excitement all over her body. With each movement, acutely aware of every intimate part of her body on display for Sir and his clients, her vulnerability laid bare for their inspection made her wet and warm.

With trembling limbs, Natasha positions herself on all fours on the table, her heart pounding in her chest as she awaits their reaction. The cool surface beneath her only serves to heighten her awareness of her nakedness, amplifying the intensity of the moment.

Despite her anxiety, Natasha can't deny the thrill of being so exposed, so vulnerable. The thought of them admiring her naked form, of revelling in her submission, fills her with a heady sense of arousal, her body responding instinctively to the stimulation.

I moved toward Natasha my hand sharply connecting with the bare skin of Natasha's ass, a sharp gasp escaped her lips, her body jolting in response to the sudden impact. I repeat the action several times the slaps becoming faster and harder till I hear a knowing whimper from Natasha. Kneeling there, her body humming with arousal, Natasha surrendered herself completely to the moment, I widened Natasha's knees, exposing her labia to allow me to spank her pussy firmly with the back of my hand, she gasped her body jolting with the sharp sting of sensation of each strike, her labia swelling looking tasty and edible.

At the same time, Helen's hands start to explore Natasha's full, firm breasts, fondling and squeezing them with expert precision. Natasha moans softly, the pleasure of Helen's touch mingling with the sting of Sir's spanks, sending waves of ecstasy through her body.

Meanwhile, the appreciative noises from Ian, Craig, and Kate only serve to heighten Natasha's arousal, their presence adding an extra layer of excitement to the already intense scene. As Natasha surrenders herself completely to the pleasure of their touch, she feels herself teetering on. Natasha can't help but lose herself in the intoxicating sensation of being used for their pleasure.

Once I thought Natasha's pussy had taken enough spanking I took a some toys out of a cupboard and placed them on the table in front of Natasha. The sight of the various implements, a butt plug, a dildo and tailed flogger, sent a shiver down her spine.

With a quick exchange, Kate and Helen took a toy each, their eager anticipation to join in while I took the tailed flogger.

With a sense of trepidation, Natasha had no choice but to surrender herself to the unknown, ready to embrace whatever pleasures and punishments await her. Kate and Helen's hands explored her Their fingers roam over her breasts, tracing every curve and contour with expert precision, sending shivers of delight coursing through her.

With a gasp, Natasha feels Helen pushing a toy inside her pussy, the sensation of penetration causing her to arch her back in ecstasy. The toy fills her, stretching her in all the right ways and igniting a fire of desire deep within her.

Meanwhile, Natasha feels Kate's hands, applying lube and preparing a toy for her ass. The cool slickness of the lubricant against her skin sends a shiver down her spine, anticipation building as she awaits the inevitable intrusion.

Kate slowly pushed a butt plug in and out of Natasha's ass, her body tensed with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, the sensation of being filled in both her pussy and ass feeling satisfying.

My first strike of my flogger landed against Natasha's pale skin, a sharp yelp escaped her lips, her back arching in response to the sudden sensation of pain. At the same time, Helen intensifies her movements, forcefully driving the toy deeper and harder inside Natasha's pussy, eliciting a moan of pleasure mixed with pain from her lips.

With each strike of the flogger and thrust of the toys, Natasha felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, her mind consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. In this moment of surrender, she finds herself almost lost in the intensity of the experience.

As I skilfully built up the frequency and intensity of my flogging, Natasha's senses became heightened to a point of exquisite sensitivity. Each strike of the flogger sent a jolt of sensation coursing through her body, her skin tingling with the impact of each blow.

The sting of each impact, made her body arching instinctively to the rhythm to meet each strike. With each lash of the flogger, her entire being consumed by the heady mix of pleasure and pain that fills the room.

Helen removed the toy from Natasha's ass, I climbed onto the table and begin to roughly to fuck her pussy with deep, building up to hard thrusts that border on painful. Natasha's body responds instinctively to my forceful movements, pushing back into my body as I plunge deep inside her.

Meanwhile, Craig positions himself in front of Natasha, his hard, thick cock ready to join in the action, Craig takes hold of Natasha's hair pulling her head up and her mouth towards him and thrust his cock into her mouth. With each thrust I make I force his cock deeper into Natasha's throat, his movements synchronised with my relentless pounding in and out of her pussy. Caught between the two of us, Natasha's body seemed to relax to the dual assault on her body. The sensation of being spit roasted by me and Craig making her groan and writhe to our hard touch.

Kate left the butt plug inside Natasha's ass and began to squeeze Natasha's breasts, pulling and twisting her nipples hard. Natasha yelps, the sound muffled by Craig's thick, hard cock in her throat. Helen moving her hand between Natasha's legs, expertly rubbing her clitoris. Natasha's body tenses with anticipation and I feel the familiar stirrings of arousal building within her. Natasha can't help but respond to Helen's skilled touch, her body tensing craving release.

With each expert stroke of Helen's hand, Natasha's arousal intensifies, her pleasure mounting to a fever pitch, and then, as if on cue, her body explodes with an orgasm, pleasure racing through her body like wildfire.

At the same time, Craig pumps his cum into her mouth, his hot seed flooding her taste-buds. As Natasha begins to come down from her orgasmic high, I begin to grunt and groan as my cum floods Natasha's pussy, filling her with warm spunk. Craig and I move back and off the table, leaving Natasha full of our cum, she lowered herself onto the table and rolled onto her back.

Natasha's body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Kate leans in to kiss Natasha's mouth, tasting Craig's cum with her tongue, their lips meeting in a heated embrace as they share the intimate moment.

Helen wastes no time in moving between Natasha's legs, her tongue eagerly lapping at Natasha's pussy, drinking and slurping all of my cum from her. Natasha moaned softly, her body responding to Helen's skilled, soft touch as she explored every inch of her swollen lips with her tongue.

As Kate and Helen shower Natasha with kisses and affection, Natasha is lost in a haze of pleasure and sensation. The combined taste of Craig's and Sir's cum mingling on their lips as Kate and Helen kiss Natasha looked so hot.

I look over at Craig who has a big smile and then turned to Ian who had sat patiently with his hard cock in his hand, already spent but smiling at the show he had seen.

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