Christmas Eve is finally here. Luckily my day ended early and I was able to return home to see how Zoe was doing.
I am hosting a party this evening for other Masters and Mistresses. No, there will not be any slaves present except for Zoe who is expected to wait on my guests. I guess I should call this a social gathering rather than a party. Only people of the same rank will be present and the conversations will be of merry things and not of subs.
I ordered Zoe to fix various foods and snacks for my party and when I arrived home I see she has made more than enough goodies to please everyone. She definitely was very busy today.

I tell her to shower and apply make-up. I want her to be especially desirable while she waits on my guests.
When she returns she is the most beautiful I have ever seen her.

I command her to help me move the snacks off of the table. It seems like an indomitable task, Zoe has prepared so many treats that the table is overcrowded.
Still we find other places to place the treats temporally.

Then I order her to lay on her back on the table. With straps I secure her wrists and ankles to the four corners of the table. She is securely bound in a spread eagle position on the table. I order her that she will only speak when spoken to and at no other time.

I busy myself placing the treats back on the table around her. Of course there is not enough room so I place the goodies in various places around the apartment.
Just as I finish my first guest arrives. Within the next thirty minutes everyone has arrived including a few people I have never seen before. Oh well if some of my guests invited their friends the more the merrier.

The party is going very well. Some of my guests can not resist playing with Zoe’s butterfly while others fill their own mouths with wine and then bend over to kiss her letting their wine flow into her mouth.

Stiletto and I spend a longtime talking. She mentions that she hopes I place Zoe up for sale again at the next slave auction. Stiletto promises that she must buy Zoe again no matter what the cost.
We talk about Zoe’s movie and I tell her that Master Jon is thinking that we need to make another movie.
Stiletto hands me her business card and makes me promise I will send her a copy of the movie.

One of the strangers that showed up at the party walks over to talk to me. She introduces herself as Nicole and compliments me on the beautifully erotic slave I own.
Nicole apologizes and tells me she could not resist playing with Zoe’s butterfly tattoo. She explains it was just so much fun rubbing Zoe’s lips and watching the butterfly wings flutter.
I tell her no, that is what Zoe is there for, play as much as you wish.
Nicole also compliments me on the brand I have burned into Zoe’s bottom. This strikes my curiosity because Zoe is laying on her brand, it is not visible. How does Nicole know about it?
Has Zoe been serving another Mistress while I am away on business? I debate quizzing her further about this but I am becoming angry at the thought that Zoe is submitting herself to another mistress!

Nicole also tells me that some guests are shoving food into Zoe’s pussy. Mostly grapes and strawberries, but a few other items as well.
I think to myself “great, now she will be spending all night removing the food from her pussy.”

Finally at half past two in the morning the last guest leaves and I am free to get some very much needed sleep.
I untie Zoe but am still wondering and angry that someone else has seen her brand. Then I remember she was branded before the Masters and slaves party.
Perhaps Nicole saw the brand then.

I am too tired to think about this matter further. I guide her into my bedroom and order her to eat my pussy in order to drain the last bit of energy from me. Then she is to go remove the food from her pussy by whatever means necessary.

Once she is done she may go to sleep. At first I think of offering her the privilege of sleeping next to me but my anger starts to flair again when I think of Nicole and her comments on Zoe’s brand.
I sense Nicole knows far more about the brand than I realize…


I order her to sleep on the floor next to my bed as I finally drift off to a deep sleep.