Chapter 29: The Halloween Party
We entered the party in style. Jeff was in the middle, with Jess and me slinking along on one side and Rachel crawling on the other. All our leashes ended in his hands.
In the car on the way over, Jess had explained that no one at this party knew who I was under this mask, so I could act as sexy as I wanted.
"And remember," she told me in a whisper, "you have to do everything that Jeff says, and try your hardest to make him look good."
"Why?" I whispered back.
"Because you belong to him," she said, as if I was a child that couldn't grasp a simple concept.
"I don't belong to him," I complained.
"You took the collar," she explained. "You are wearing a tag that proclaims that you are his. Of course you belong to him. Maybe just for tonight, but as far as everyone else knows, tonight you are his, and everything that you do reflects on him!"
Whoa! When I agreed to come tonight, I was happy to be going out to a party, eager to see Jeff out with Rachel. But if I knew that I would be in a skin tight cat suit, with a plug up my as and balls in my pussy, compelled to follow all of Jeff's orders, I might have rethought that decision!
Then again, I might not have. I've heard Rachel say it over and over, and I have to agree. Jeff is a bastard.
Still, here I was, slinking into the party, balls in my pussy bouncing together, butt plug being jerked with every swish of my tail. Jeff had forgotten something very important with this outfit. I had no panties on, and in just a few minutes I was going to have a large wet spot in my crotch!
Then again, maybe he didn't forget. The costume was black, and the party would be fairly dark, so a wet spot wouldn't show up that much. But I would know it was there.
As I said, we made quite an entrance. People turned to look at us as we walked by and a few of the frat boys cheering approvingly. There were other cat suited girls there, but with all due modesty, Jess and I were far sexier, and that doesn't even count the added features that no one could see.
We entered the house, and made our way through the party to the makeshift bar. Jess and I took up positions on either side of Rachel to prevent her from getting trampled, though many people did get out of the way for our little procession. We all picked up beers, except for Rachel of course, who had no use of her hands. I was wondering how Jeff was going to deal with getting Rachel to drink when he pulled a couple of bowls out. He put them on the floor and poured some of his beer into one of them, and some snacks into the other.
I couldn't believe that Rachel had to eat like this. If it were me, I would be completely humiliated. Her costume didn't even have a hood, so everyone knew that it was her, and that she was eating and drinking out of a dog bowl. But I suppose, from Rachel's perspective, being this humiliated was a good thing!
Jeff told me and Jess to mingle. "Stay together," he said. "Don't let each other out of sight, and don't take drinks from anyone. If you are going to get laid tonight, it will be my doing, not someone slipping something into your drink!"
We slinked away and stood by a table drinking. The guys immediately started flocking around us. It was sort of fun, this anonymous feeling I got. All of a sudden I saw Jess stiffen and tense. "What's wrong?" I asked. She just shook her head, but I quickly discovered what the problem was, as the butt plug up my ass started buzzing!
I had never had anything up my ass, so it was a new feeling having a butt plug in me, and the buzzing added an itch that I really wanted to scratch. I held the table tightly, and I heard Jess gasp. I didn't want to know what caused the gasp, but I found out, as the balls in my pussy started vibrating as well! The bastard was going to make me cum in the middle of a party!
I was starting to get close, and I could tell that Jess was as well, when the vibrations stopped. I didn't know if I was relieved or pissed. I saw Jeff approaching, with Rachel in tow.
"What a cute puppy!" one of the guys said, and all of a sudden, Rachel's tail started vibrating. Judging from the expression on Rachel's face, it didn't take a rocket scientist to realize the reason behind it; her tail was a vibrator as well.
I bet that the dildo in her pussy was one too, because in just a few minutes, Rachel was panting like a bitch in heat. Jeff reached down and petted her head, and Jess and I and the people next to us watched as Rachel whined her way through an orgasm. I saw Jeff's hand slip into his pocket, and Rachel slumped over a little as she recovered.
Jeff smiled wickedly at me, and the vibe in my ass started up for one short burst. The bastard!
"You take Rachel for a little bit," he told me, handing me the leash. He also handed me a cup with a straw and said, "Make sure that she is well hydrated, too."
He took Jess' arm and they wandered off.
I wandered off holding Rachel's leash, when I heard her name being called. I turned around, and I saw Rachel's friend Camille standing with a group of friends. She was dressed in a princess costume, though she was a princess with a short skirt.
"That's a great costume!" she told Rachel, who just barked.
"Oh, really getting into character, are you?" she asked. Then she crouched down and started petting and rubbing her hands around Rachel's head, talking in that baby talk voice, "Whose a good doggy? Whose a good doggy? Are you a good little bitch?"
She felt the tag, and she pulled it out to look at it. I am not sure which side she read, but she kept rubbing Rachel's head saying, "Oh, you are a good bitch. You are a good doggy!"
Her friends were all laughing at her antics, when Rachel did a very dog-like thing. Her head darted forward and she stuck it up under Camille's skirt. Because of the way that Camille was crouched, this move overbalanced her and she landed on her ass. Rachel's head was between her legs, and her nose was rubbing around Camille's crotch as she whined like a bitch in heat.
"Stop it, you bitch!" Camille cried, though she was laughing as she said it. Camille managed to squirm out from under Rachel's nose, and she slapped her lightly across her nose, as she would a dog that misbehaved.
"Don't make an offer that you won't follow up on!" Camille admonished with a laugh. Rachel just licked her lips and barked. I pulled her leash and we walked off.
We continued mingling at the party. There were few people I knew, but many of the people were interested in talking to me, and not a few of the guys wanted to pet my doggy. As the party progressed, and the participants imbibed further, I noticed that some of the petting involved running their hands all over Rachel's body, which Rachel didn't seem to mind. And at various points in the party, the various devices embedded in me went off for various lengths of time. It was never enough to make me cum, but it kept me on edge the entire time.
Rachel, on the other hand, was luckier. I saw her tail begin to vibrate often, and I know that she came at least three times, usually in a crowd of people. Eventually, Rachel came over to me and whispered, "I need to pee!"
I thought about that, and I realized I wasn't sure how to get her to pee. So we wandered off until I found Jeff and Jess. I told Jeff about Rachel's need, and he took the leash from me. Rather than heading into the bathroom, however, he took Rachel out the door into the backyard. The yard was not as crowded as the house, but there were a bunch of people wandering around, and a few making out in dark corners.
I watched as Jeff led Rachel over to a tree in the middle of the yard, and then did something with the flap at the bottom. Rachel shook her head violently for a minute, but then she lifted her leg in the air. I couldn't believe it when I saw a stream of piss spray against the tree, and I guess others couldn't as well.
"Did you bring a baggy to clean up if she takes a crap?" one of the drunken college guys yelled.
Jeff simply reached into his pocket and took out a plastic bag. He actually had brought one! I saw Rachel lower her head in embarrassment. When Rachel had finished her business, Jeff closed her flap, walked her back over to me, handed me the leash, and went back into the party with Jess.
We wandered around some more, but eventually I had to sit down. It was not completely comfortable, with the tail sticking out behind me, but on the other hand, every time I squirmed, the butt plug sent shivers through me. Jeff kept turning the vibrators on and off, and finally I had enough.
Jeff was passing, and I grabbed him and said, "Jeff, I need to cum!"
Jeff just smiled and asked, "And you want my help?"
"Just turn the god-damned vibrators on and leave them that way!" I told him.
"I have a better idea," he said. "Why don't I take you and Rachel to a room upstairs? You strip, and lie on the bed, and Rachel will get between your legs and eat you. While she is doing that, I will send in a stream of guys, who will fuck her like the bitch that she is. This will continue until you are satisfied. Does that sound OK to you?"
Rachel was right! My brother was an evil genius! I couldn't believe the picture that it put in my head, but there were people here that I knew, and I wasn't willing to take the chance of discovery. I shook my head and told him I couldn't do that.
"Then how about this," Jeff countered. "I will turn on the vibrators for as long as you are sitting right here, topless."
I was about to say no, when I thought about it. Everyone was pretty drunk, and I'd already seen a bunch of nudity. There was a girl in a toga that was walking around with one breast exposed, and there was lots of making out going on in the corners. Even if someone recognized me, I could claim drunkenness. I decided to go for it, so I pulled down the top of my suit.
A couple of guys shrieked and made catcalls, but I couldn't pay attention to them as Jeff turned the devices in me up high. I grabbed the table and ground my hips, and I was surprised when Rachel spread my legs and pushed her nose into my crotch. With all the excitement of the night, it did not take long before I was cumming. I managed to avoid shrieking in pleasure, but it was a close thing.
When I was done, I slumped to the table, but those infernal devices kept buzzing away in me. Then I remembered what Jeff had said, and I struggled to pull my top back up. When it covered my tits, the vibe went quiet.
Jeff wandered off, and I sat there recovering, rebuffing some interested guys while stroking Rachel's hair, her head on my lap.
About ten minutes later, Jeff came back and we all headed out to the car. I had Jeff drop me at home, but he went home with Rachel and Jess. I imagine that as worked up as they all had to be, they would not be going to sleep any time soon.
I got undressed and into bed. I got my friend out and started working it into my pussy. I looked over at the tail, and finally I grabbed it and fed it back up my ass. I seriously thought about heading next door, but I knew that if I did, I would be begging for Jeff to fuck me, and I wasn't quite ready for that. Nevertheless, I wished that I could see what was going on next door, and I imagined it as I fucked myself to sleep.