Damn! She showed up. I was hoping she would wait until Sunday but when I listened to her call it was clear she couldn’t.
The three of us, the two guys and myself, were just getting ready to head to one of their apartments. Being the only woman in a menage~a~trois is unbelievable. I was so excited at the thought of being fucked by two men are once that my juices were flowing.

The first thing she did was bow and start some sort of babbling. I didn’t mean to be nasty with her but my mind was still racing with thoughts of two men at once. I’ve done it a few times before. I finished so weak and sore that I could barely walk. Each time I had to shower before leaving because I was covered in cum. God how I was looking forward to that again.

I told her to stand beside me and not move. I turned to my two almost lovers and explained I was having trouble with my girlfriend. I asked them for their phone numbers and promised them I would call. Perhaps I would bring my girlfriend and we can have a foursome. This seemed to appease them, they both wrote their names and numbers on a napkin and handed it to me. One of them said he expected me to call him. I told him I definitely would and I thought about leaving Zoe standing there while I left with my two new friends.

Since they seemed to doubt my story and were both very horny I thought I would give them a parting gift. I stood up and turned Zoe to me and began kissing her furiously thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth and biting her lips.
That seemed to be all my new friends could take. I leaned over and whispered into their ears “it will be much better when we are alone.”

Now what to do with Zoe. She looked horrible. Did she jump out of bed and run over here?
We went to the ladies room where she grabbed me tightly and started to cry again.
We needed to improve her appearances for what punishment I had in mind. I did my best that I could with her. I brushed out her hair and applied lipstick and eye-liner to her. Those are the only cosmetics I carry with me so that was the best we could possibly do.

We left the bar and went to a nightclub that I enjoy. It is always loud and full of people. I propped myself upon a stool at the bar. I ordered Zoe to stand next to me and look at every man in the room.
Her punishment was about to begin. I commanded her to meet and flirt with four men. She was to allow whatever they wanted. BUT she must get their name and phone number.
She is so timid! As I watched from my barstool she wondered about the club like a scared puppy. It took her almost an hour to get the four names. She handed me the numbers. Then I commanded her to point out each man and tell me his name. She must have a photographic memory for she had no trouble finding each man and telling me his name.
“Follow me to the restroom” I ordered. It was semi-crowded there. I commanded her to remove all of her clothes including her shoes. I placed her panty and bra into my purse and draped the rest of her clothes over my arm.

Zoe was standing naked and barefoot in the middle of the restroom. She was drawing stares from the others.
I told her. “You have six minutes to go out to the club and find each man you met. You are then to kiss him deeply and passionately. If he grabs you, you are to ignore it. In six minutes I will leave the bar and catch a cab home. You must complete your command on time and then decide if you are going to follow my command and come home with me.”
This time I saw panic in her eyes. Was she wondering if she made a mistake coming back to me? I grabbed the handle of the door, looked at my watch and told her your time starts now!

I went to the front of the club and waited. I stood so that I could see clearly into the club to see if she was following my commands.
YES! She was. All of the men could not resist the urge to grab her breasts and bottom. “Good” I think this should prove to be very embarrassing to her.
She knew she had a tight time constraint so she rapidly danced through crowd looking for the next man. The bouncer noticed a commotion in the club and went to investigate. I knew if he caught her she would never complete her command.
It looked as if she were running through the club searching for all four men. I looked at my watch, it had been eight minutes, I must leave. I don’t know why but I stayed two more minutes. Ten minutes were all I was going to give her. I turned and started to leave when I heard her scream “Mistress.” She was running after me. I knew she didn’t meet her time limit but she wasn’t wearing a watch so she would never know and I would never tell her.

We step outside where I gave her, her coat to put on. I don’t say a word to her while I hailed a cab. Once inside she cuddles deeply into my neck. It is clear she has had a horrible experience but she did it to please me.

Once back in my apartment I tell her to remove her coat and cuddle with me on the divan. She turns on the light and I instruct her to leave them off. We are snuggled together as two lovers would.
I told her to keep the lights off because I did not want her to see the tears flowing down my face.
I gently stroke her hair and think “I almost lost you.” No matter what punishment I inflict on her in the future I know it will not hurt near as much as the pain I experienced when I thought she was gone.