Free Party Favour (Lusty Landlords Book 3) by C J Edwards Page A

bar was naturally well
stocked but he had set up a number of play areas that he wanted to get just
right. The main lounge had a low, padded bench in the middle of the room that
had been designed only for one purpose. Little Lisa would be discovering that
purpose soon, he smiled to himself. The snug was equipped with a variety of
toys and his playroom, down in the cellar, was as usual a fully-equipped
dungeon.
    At two minutes
to eight, Helen was putting the finishing touches to her make up as Lisa sat on
the bed, idly chatting about her college life. Helen snapped the lid on her
lipstick and turned to face her. “Okay sweetheart, it’s show time. Stand up and
let’s have a look at you.” She had dressed her young sex slave in a skimpy pink
cami top that laced down the front and frilly French knickers. “You won’t keep
these on for long, you know,” she warned the girl. “They are just designed to
be a little titillating!”
    When the two
women made an entrance, the guests had already started to arrive. Lisa was surprised
to see a wide variety of people. She had naively assumed they would all be the
same as her landlords, people in their fifties and older with too much time and
money on their hands. The reality was that the only thing that these people
seemed to have in common was sex. More specifically, Lisa thought wryly, sex
with other people’s partners. The oldest looked around fifty and the youngest
was a girl no older than her. There was fat, thin, short, tall, muscular,
skinny and everything in between. Steve led her to the bar with a hand on the
small of her back to show her where everything was and Lisa cracked straight on
with serving champagne.
    She had been
briefed carefully to address the men only as ‘Sir’ and the women as ‘Ma’am’ and
she was careful to be ultra-polite as she mingled through the crush of people.
The party had started like any other, with small groups nervously chatting and
getting to know one another. The guests were polite back to Lisa and she began
to feel like any other waitress, although she was being groped considerably
more the girls would have tolerated in Hooters and more intimately.
    After about an
hour of fetching and carrying drinks, Lisa found herself in conversation with a
very sophisticated woman in her mid-thirties. She was keen to know all about
the younger woman and Lisa found herself completely captivated by her. She was
tall, slim and had very pale, flawless skin but Lisa just couldn’t tear her
gaze away from her eyes. They were emerald green and totally hypnotic. “I’m
Madam Isabella,” she said, extending an elegant hand. “You need to go back to
your duties, there are many thirsty people here but I will get to know you
better later.”
    Lisa tore
herself away. That sounded like a statement of intent and she was intrigued at
the idea. She hadn’t got half way back to the bar though when Mr Marshall
grabbed everyone’s attention with an announcement. “Ladies and gentlemen, if
you’d like to gather around here, we’re going to start the first of our games.
Where’s little Lisa, we’re going to need her for this one.” Lisa was pushed to
the front and found herself standing next to the padded bench in the middle of
the main lounge. Steve continued to speak. “This game is own our version of
Tequila slammers and Lisa is going to look after the salt and limes but she is
going to need to be naked. Is there anyone here who would like to undress her?”
    There was a bit
of a jostling in the crowd and Lisa found herself looking into the eyes of
Madam Isabella again. “I would be honoured,” she purred, slowly unlacing the
camisole and slipping it off before pushing her long fingers into the knickers
to cup Lisa’s firm behind, before pushing them down her thighs. The older woman
drank in Lisa’s naked loveliness for a while, along with everyone else in the room
and Lisa didn’t feel intimidated in the least. In fact, something about the
woman