The Saturday Night Waitress

Hi everybody,

Apologies for the lack of blogs in the past week or so. Been a bit snowed under with work – but never fear, during those absent weeks of no blogs I will still be around, reading and commenting on others! :-)

A bit annoyed with myself at the moment, I wrote this whole blog out yesterday and then accidentally closed my window and lost it all. :-( Hopefully I’ll remember what I wrote and can be as inciteful and as witty as I was the first time around!! Lol

So, last time I said that I was going to talk about the “special treat Saturday” that Master J gave to me a few weeks back, so that is what the plan is today…

It was the week after my exams, so I had been a little “away from the scene” for a week or two, so I was very much looking forward to a good play/scene day, and I know J wanted to test my limits and boundaries and push me a little, test my submissiveness and obedience now that I was “back”.

Just to forewarn you about the rest of this entry though – I may flit between current and past events, depending on where my mind wanders as I write.

So I arrived at J’s house around lunchtime, and we had a fairly long play session during the afternoon, mainly involving me being tied to the bed whilst receiving what seemed like an endless amount of pleasure from his body and from various toys he chose to use upon me. Pleasure to the point where it became almost torturous.

Now under normal circumstances, this would purely be the basis for this entire blog entry, and I would go into much more detail. But this is just a blog entry, and not a book, so I have to cut it short as it’s not the part that I’m finding myself more inclined to write about today.

So after this torturous amount of pleasure, J stated that he had evening plans as a few of the guys were coming around for some drinks, a bite to eat, and maybe a movie or a few hands of cards, depending where the mood took everybody. “Okay” I thought, this was my cue to leave and let him get on with his evening. I was mentally preparing myself, getting out of slut mode, and ready to go home and back to “normality”, whatever that is!

“So we’d better get you ready, my slut. You’ll be our waitress for the evening!” he then said. His words both excited and scared me if I’m to be honest. Excited because it is a huge fantasy of mine to be a submissive and slutty waitress at the beck and call of a group of guys. Scared because I didn’t really know what was in store for me – me dressed up, a group of guys, would this turn into a gangbang or something? Was I ready for that?

To sum me up for those who don’t know me, which is pretty much everybody reading this, I’d like to think of myself as a good and obedient subslut – one on one I’m incredibly open minded, I am happy to serve by doing a large range of tasks that may border on embarrassment, humiliation, making me feel uncomfortable or awkward, and those tasks could be either public or private. I love that secret “owned” feeling that only other submissive people will ever really understand. However, when it comes to being shared, to giving myself to somebody other than my partner, whether it be at his request or not, I do have some issues. I’ve experimented lightly with this in the past, but nothing major. I don’t really know where the issues come from, and I would like to get over them at least to some degree – especially as I know J would like me to be more available to his desires in this way. But things take time.

Luckily, Master J isn’t an evil person, and is very sensitive to my wishes and boundaries. So this was never an issue. He explained the situation of my role in what was to happen, and set my outfit for the evening. I was to wear a pair of black fully fashioned seamed stockings, a black suspender (garter) belt, black 5” high heel shoes, and an incredibly small white lacy apron type thing that tied around my waist and only covered (although only just) my front lower half. No underwear as I was still earning back the luxury of underwear at this point. And my role would be to serve J and five of his more open minded, okay with his dominant lifestyle, friends. To be at their beck and call for all non-sexual requirements for the entire evening, but to be as slutty and sexual as possible whilst doing it.

So that was my Saturday evening task.

It just reminded me of an idea, or perhaps more of a wondering, that I once had though. I’ve just always wondered if there was a niche in the market for a group of sluttily or kinkily dressed attractive women to serve as professional party waitresses. Maybe I’m behind the times, maybe this already happens, I don’t know, just a weird wondering of my mind as I’ve done a lot of waitress work – regular waitress work I might add – in the past. Worked through Uni doing bar and waitress work, and anytime I’m between jobs it’s always something I can go back to and have a lot of fun with. Bar and waitressing work is actually an incredibly good job for a submissive or slightly exhibitionistic female for all the obvious reasons. Which reminds me, I should probably talk about how J and I first met, which was when I was working at a bar several months ago as I was taking a break from the dull and often oppressive world of office work. I’ll tell you all about that in a near future blog – I promise!

Back on topic - so that was our evening, I served them all for a few hours, bringing out the wine, the snacks, doing my sexiest walk as I walked by, lots of bending over, more than my fair share of leaning across people with my ample breasts and erect nipples dangerously close to their faces. Nothing overly new, in past work experiences I’ve done similar things – although usually with a few more items of clothing on. A girl’s got to earn her tips somehow!! ;-p

Everyone seemed to have a good time, a good laugh, and there were some definite trouser bulges and guys slipping away for a few minutes, which was an added thrill for me. Afterwards, myself and J discussed how the evening went, and which, if any, of my pre-conceived boundaries I felt more of a desire to cross, and which ones he’d particularly like to see me cross. The overall feeling of both of us was that we’d both may have been comfortable if things had gone a bit further – anywhere from just me performing things on him for the others viewing pleasure, to maybe getting the others involved to some degree, to me perhaps being at their disposal for more than just non-sexual requirements.

Master J has noted our discussion, and how he proceeds with that information is his choice now, I just have to be prepared for the fact that I’ve willingly agreed to go further. Will I regret that decision, or will it open up a whole new array of pleasurable possibilities? I can’t even tell you the answer to that one, so I will have to wait and see, and I will let you all know when I do!

That’s about it for today, I just want to thank everybody for all the comments you have left me on previous blogs, and also for the e-mails I’ve received. We do respond to all e-mails we get, and if you want a response from a specific one of us (either me or J), you can ask and we will do our best. So keep the e-mails coming, from words of encouragement, to general chat, to requests or suggestions, or whatever is on your mind. The addy is blogslut13@yahoo.co.uk as per usual. Also, commenting (anonymous and otherwise) is now enabled, or should be, sorry that this wasn't the case before - a settings mix up!

Bye for now. Blogslut xx