Chapter 28: Halloween Preparations
Jeff is a bastard. Have I mentioned that before? He knows how to push all my buttons, and he knows how to make me scream, first in frustration, and then in release. Case in point: Halloween.
We were both invited to a party at Bill's house. Bill's parents were gone, and Bill had an older brother in college, so the two of them cooked up this party. It was to be a costume party, with lots of music and alcohol. There would be both high school seniors as well as college kids there.
It was actually the best of both worlds. The high school kids wanted to hang out with the college kids and be seen as cool, and the college kids wanted to score some fresh, naive high school pussy.
I was excited about the party, and I kept talking about the different possibilities we had for costumes. Finally, Jeff told me, "Don't worry about costumes. I have yours picked out already."
I was surprised at that, but Jeff would not tell me what it was. Finally, the night of the 31st arrived. I enjoyed handing out candy to the kids that came to the door, but I was happy when that was over.
I had slipped out of my robe when I heard a knock at the back door. Jeff was here, and I ran to open the door. Jeff walked in, burdened with an inordinately large number of bags. Michelle followed him in, carrying even more. We went into the living room, and Mom came in to see what we had.
Jeff put down the bags and I saw that he was dressed as Zorro, complete with black boots, black cape, black shirt, tight black pants and a mask over his eyes. Looking at him made my knees week and my mouth (and pussy) water.
He looked over at me, then Mom, both of us naked and ready for whatever he wanted. Then he turned to Michelle and said, "Strip!"
And strip she did. She must have known this was coming, because she had a saucy smile as she pulled off her clothes. She came over and stood on one side of me and put her arm around my waist. She pushed me over near my mom and grabbed my mom's arm to pull her close.
"What do you think of your three bare naked ladies?" she asked with a smile.
"Very nice," he said. "It's almost a shame to cover up your beautiful bodies with costumes!"
He pulled something out of the bag, and held it up. It was a cat suit. Cool, I thought! Then he pulled something else out, and it was another cat suit.
"Michelle is coming, too?" I asked.
"Yes," Jeff said, "and one of these is hers. The other is not yours, though. It is your mother's."
"What?" my mother and I said simultaneously.
"You didn't think that I'd leave you at home, did you?" Jeff asked.
"But it's for high school and college kids!" Mom complained.
"In this outfit, with your looks, you can easily pass for a college kid," Jeff said with a smile. "Doesn't the thought of dozens of frat kids leering at your sexy body turn you on?"
Mom shook her head, but I could see that it did.
"Michelle, go help Jess get into makeup," Jeff said.
When Michelle and Mom went upstairs, Jeff told me to sit down while he went to the basement. He came back up in a minute holding my collar and leash.
"Ready for your costume?" he asked.
I nodded my head nervously. He had that evil smile again, the one that told me I was in for a rough night.
He pulled a white coverall out of the bag, with black spots all over it. He had me get into it. It zipped up the front, but he left it open for the time being. An interesting modification, however, was that it had a flap like I used to have on my footsie pajamas when I was a kid, the kind that lets you open up to go to the bathroom without having to take off the whole outfit.
Mom and Michelle came down at that point, and Jeff had them put on their cat suits. They were tight, black and low cut. They had some sort of built in support, because they pushed both women's breasts up and together. Michelle looked good, but I was a little surprised how hot Mom looked.
Mom was feeling around her butt and she said, "Mine has a hole in it!"
Michelle checked and said, "So does mine!"
"That is for attaching the tails," he explained.
"Where are the tails?" Mom asked.
Jeff reached into a bag and pulled out a long black tail. It was interesting enough, but the more interesting part was at the end that attached to the costume. There was a ring of Velcro attached to the end of a butt plug!
"Is that what I think it is?" Michelle asked, looking very worried.
"It is indeed," Jeff said with a smile.
"You aren't really expecting me to wear that, are you?" she asked.
"Why don't you see how it works while you help Jess get her tail attached," Jeff said, throwing a tube of K-Y to Michelle.
Michelle looked frightened, but Mom just took her tail and smeared lube on the butt plug. Then she handed it to the stunned girl and she turned around, bending over.
Michelle started probing gently with the plug when Mom reached back and grabbed her hand. She looked at Michelle and said, "Please, just slam it into me."
Michelle looked at her strangely for a minute, then shrugged, lined the plug up, and shoved it all the way home. Mom groaned, but then turned with a smile and kissed Michelle lightly on her lips. "Don't worry, I promise I'll be gentle with you."
We all watched Mom as she turned around and twitched her tail. It was made of a firm material and stuck out and up, and every time she moved her ass, the tail swayed.
Jeff pulled the other tail out, and Michelle looked relieved when she saw that the butt plug was smaller than Mom's. Mom lubed it up and stood in front of Michelle, reaching her arms around her. She put one hand behind Michelle's head and kissed her deeply. Michelle's eyes opened wide, and then opened even wider as she felt the butt plug entering her.
When Mom was done, Michelle tried turning around to see her tail.
Jeff called Mom over to him and had her turn around. He tugged on her tail a little, and she groaned satisfactorily.
"Ready for the rest of your outfit?" Jeff asked me. After seeing the others, I was suddenly worried about what mine would be.
Jeff had me sit down on the couch, and he took out a pair of slippers with big white dog paws over them. He slipped them on my feet with a smile. Then he reached in and took out another set of paws. He slipped one on my right hand, tightened it up, and attached it to my sleeve. My hand was stretched out and my fingers forced together, so that I was unable to move them. He then slipped on my left paw.
"How am I going to be able to do anything?" I complained. "I can't even pick up a drink or a snack!"
"Someone will just have to feed you," he said, unsympathetically.
He then pulled out my tail. It was shorter and more pointed than the others, like a Dalmatian tail, but the butt plug attached seemed bigger! Before he inserted it, however, he pulled out a dildo. It was wide, and had some sort of ring at the bottom.
"And now, to put the whole outfit together," he said, and he removed some sort of chain from the bag. I was very confused as he threaded the chain through the ring at the bottom of the dildo. Then he came up to me and I saw that the chain ended in a Y. He attached the tips of the Y to my nipple rings. Then he pulled me forward so my ass was off the couch and inserted the dildo into my pussy, slowly rubbing it back and forth. Then he put the tail through the hole and wrapped the chain around the bottom of the plug.
When he was done, my nipples were tied to my tail, with a dildo hanging off the chain in between. "Perfect!" he said proudly. "Stand up!"
I started to stand, and I realized what he had done. He had set the length of the chain so that if I stood straight up, my nipples were pulled down. I'm not talking about a slight tug. I'm talking about shit-my-rings-are-going-to-get-pulled-out-of-my-nipples tight.
I tried standing, but I could only hunch. "Perfect," he said again. "Down on your hands and knees."
I got down on my hands and knees and the pain eased. The chain was sized just right for this, and I realized that the knees of the coveralls were padded heavily.
"Crawl," he told me. I started crawling around the room, and with each step, my nipples were pulled, my butt plug was jostled, my dildo was sucked in and out of my cunt, and the chain pressed up against my clit.
"How am I going to survive the night like this?" I asked plaintively.
"Hornily," he answered with a smile.
Jeff then went over and put Mom's collar around her neck, with the leash hanging off. He had attached a tag, and when Mom realized it, she wanted to know what it said.
"Read it to me!" she excitedly demanded from Michelle.
Michelle held it up and said, "My name is Jess." She looked at it a bit more then said, "On the back it says, 'Property of Jeff'."
Mom looked up in surprise and ran to Jeff and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. She kissed him all over his face, saying, "Thank you, thank you!" between kisses. He smiled and started playing with her tail, but before she got too riled up, he made her get down.
He took out a collar and leash for Michelle as well and handed it to Mom. She went over to Michelle, but before she could put it on Michelle read her own collar. "My name is Michelle... Property of Jeff."
She looked a little scared, but allowed Mom to put her collar on.
Jeff then attached my collar to me, and I could feel that there was a tag there as well. I crawled over to Michelle and rocked back onto my ankles and knees, a position that did not put too much stress on the chain. She bent over and read my collar. "My name is Slut," she whispered. She paused after she flipped it over, looked at me and said, "Property of Everyone."
My heart dropped as she read it. Anyone who looked at it would know that they could have me. Then I realized that everyone pretty much knew that anyway. It was humiliating in the extreme, and I'm sure that is why Jeff did it.
"A couple of more items for you ladies," Jeff told Mom and Michelle. "Could you please pull your costumes down to your waist?" The ladies did, and Jeff approached mom, stuck his hand down the front of her cat suit, and pushed something into her. She moaned slightly, but had a smile on her face.
As he approached Michelle, she had a fearful look on her face as she asked, "What are those?"
Jeff held them up and said, "These are Ben-Wa balls. The go into your pussy and bounce around nicely as you walk."
He held them out to her to insert, but Michelle surprised all of us as she took hold of her costume and pulled it away from her body, making room for Jeff to get his hand in. Jeff smiled as he reached his hand in and slowly pushed each of the balls into Michelle's pussy.
As Mom and Michelle pulled their outfits back on, Jeff pulled two more items out of his bag and handed one to Mom and one to Michelle. They were vinyl cat masks, which covered a good part of their faces. When they were on, both girls looked like college students, and you could not tell who they were.
Jeff walked over, took Mom's and Michelle's leashes in one hand and mine in the other, and walked us to the door. I crawled outside and to the car, carefully climbing into my seat, and off we went.