The Performance

I carried the dining room chair into the family room and returned a moment later with a new bottle of wine and poured everyone a drink. You'll remember that the family room had two love seats pushed back against the wall. Sue and Doug were sitting in one. Sue still had her skirt on but not her blouse. Her tits stuck out prominently and if I were Doug I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands off them.

Doug still had his shirt on but nothing else. His cock hung between his legs limp but still swollen and red. On the other love seat snuggled up to each other were Dianne and Bill. All Dianne had on was her blouse and that was totally open so her tits as before were visible. While not as large as Sue's or Audrey's they still were a handful as Bill was finding out. His eyes were riveted to the task before him and Dianne was enjoying and watching his hands at work. Bill too had nothing on below his waist although his shirt was still on but all the buttons were undone. His cock was long and thin and hung over one of his thighs.

Sue looked over at me watching them and down at my rock hard cock which I had again started to fondle. "I think the show we're about to see will be too much for my butler." she announced. Bill stopped his massage of Dianne's tits and he and Dianne looked over at me. "I agree that it won't take much to bring him off in the state he's in if he continues to play with himself," Dianne said. "I think we had better take counter measures," she said.

Sue left the room for a moment and returned with several old neck ties. She told me to sit down in the chair I had brought from the dining room and asked Dianne to help her. I did as directed and they proceeded to use the ties to bind me wrists to the arms of the chair and my ankles to the front legs. I was not only helpless to stroke my cock but spread so that any of them could use me without my co-operation. My mind boggled at my vulnerability and what might come next. Dianne observed my predicament and after having gotten a nod from Sue reached down and squeezed my cock then gave my balls a hard tug. I winced but I wasn't getting any sexual relief from her. My sexual tension was only being increased.

You will remember my earlier description of how strangely the room was arranged. I was about to find out why. The two couches were placed against one wall and my chair in a corner. All these faced the back of the low dressing table and what would have been the mirror. Because the mirror itself had been removed all of us seated on the couch and chair essentially looked through it over the dresser to the foot of the bed. Beside the bed was a side table. The room had pot lights but those illuminating all but the bedroom scene had been turned out. Those lights which remained on cast a very intense light illuminating the stage. We, in what was to be the audience, were in darkness. It would be difficult from the bedroom area to see the audience because of the different lighting levels. There was a magazine on the bed and some things on the dressing table which gave the scene an appearance of normality.

Sue told her guests that they were about to see a very special show but they must remain quiet and give it their undivided attention. They all agreed. Sue then set the scene for the show by explaining that her French maid had a dirty little habit. It seemed that Sue had spied on her through a special one way glass which had been left in one of the guest rooms by a previous owner. Her maid performed frequently in front of the mirror and if we were quiet we might see her to-night. These last lines were a cue.

The door opened and Audrey stepped into the mock bedroom. She was dressed as we had seen her earlier, in the French maid outfit. At first she went over to the dressing table looked in the mirror (remember it wasn't really there) and removed her cap. She gazed into the mirror and brushed her hair for a moment. She began to study herself in the mirror. She placed her hands at her side then she turned sideways, all the time studying herself in the mirror. She then slowly moved her hands down the sides of her legs and stroked them through her black stockings. She placed each of her hands under her breasts and pushed them up and together. She gazed at what she was doing not directly but as if she was watching in the mirror. She massaged her tits for a moment then ran her hands down her body and stroked her thighs again. This time she brought her hands up the inner part of her lovely legs. We could hear her take a deep breath as she moved up under her short skirt. While I thought she might stroke her pussy but her hands reappeared immediately.

Next she turned her back to the mirror and bent over at the waist. Audrey had on a garter belt and we could see the white tops of her thighs above the stockings. Her black panties were slightly visible. Audrey contemplated her legs and thighs over her shoulder in the mirror. She then lifted her skirt higher so she could see her entire backside. The panties had crept partially into the crack of her white ass. She massaged her ass cheeks and slipped the panties further into the crack so they were visible only as a narrow ribbon of material. Audrey dropped her skirt and walked about the room for a minute then returned to the mirror to again inspect her backside. This time she bent way over so she could view herself in the mirror between her legs. Her ass was entirely visible and the panties only a narrow line in the crack of her ass. Audrey reached down between her legs and slide a hand up over her ass. Watching herself in the mirror she slowly withdrew her hand caressing her pussy as she went.