Mistress is hosting a party tonight. I can tell that by the way her Houseboy is getting me ready. I like the parties when I have to be nice to her lady guests and they seem to like it too, especially when they get to take me to that side room with all those soft, silky things to roll on. Perhaps one day one of them will undo my cuffs before we start playing. I wonder if that nice lady will be there; the one who was so surprised when my thingy was still hard when we played our third game that time. It hurt a bit by then but she was pleased with me afterwards. So was Mistress. I like pleasing Mistress's guests. Usually.
It won't be quite that enjoyable tonight though; I can tell. The houseboy hasn't taken my little cage off my thingy and, when I play with the ladies, I am always naked. No, tonight I am wearing a leather garment called a jockstrap and I have that shiny leather harness round my chest. I know I will have to be nice to one of Mistress's male friends. I don't really like that as much. One of them hurt me once. Mistress was furious and I haven't seen him since. I asked about him once when I was just expected to make conversation and Mistress said something about a mysterious accident and told me not to ask again. Then she gagged me.
The wide hole in my gag has been plugged, Mistress's Houseboy said that her friend might want to remove that tonight, but he did rub some different oils over my body and he spent a long time rubbing something cool round my bottom and especially between my cheeks. Mistress always looks after me very well.
It must be nearly time to go because my wrists have just been lifted up close to my shoulder-blades and locked to the back of the harness. Oh, I wish I could cuddle one of Mistress's friends while we play, especially the ladies - just once. Yes, time to go; that special lead has been hooked onto my collar and we're on our way to the salon. Mistress is hosting a party tonight.