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I tried not to think about what could happen. I moved to the bedroom so I could change into the appropriate clothes. I was lucky that I set up the table earlier that morning, as I was just finished when the bell rang.
Slowly I walked to the door and opened it.
There was an unknown man standing in front of it. Not too big but he had quite some muscles. Along with a nice friendly face and brown hair. I think he was around 25 or so.
"Hello, I am Frank and by the looks of it I'm at the right place" he said. In the meantime he wriggled himself in between me and the door. He didn't wait for an invitation, but just walked in.
"Welcome" I said when I was in the living room. "Take a seat, the table is ready".
"Yea, I can see that. So there are 3 more coming".
"I had to set the table for 5".
"Nice and exciting, I would like a beer". He said.
`Hmm, can't get a word in between,' I thought. He knows how to command. When I realized that I felt my dick starting to jump up again. I doubt I would be able to say no to anything he would ask me to do.
I walked to the kitchen and just when I was on the way back the doorbell rang again.
"I would be fast and open up" Frank said.
I walked back to the door and opened it. Damn! I had been right; there was the guy that had seen me with my zipper open and who Erik had handed a card. He couldn't have been older then 17 or 18.
"Ah, there you are. I thought I would take the invitation and maybe see what there is behind the zipper".
"Enter", I said.
He followed me into the living room and looked at Frank.
"Hey, join us, you want a beer to?" Frank asked.
The boy nodded carefully.
"Come on slave boy, didn't you hear that?"
I walked back to the kitchen again to get another bottle of beer.
When I came back the two were already chatting. Frank seemed to be someone who felt at ease everywhere.
When I had put the bottle in front of the guy Frank said: "Don't you have something to do in the kitchen?"
I nodded and walked back to the kitchen. `Frank and the other guy were getting acquainted' I thought.
I finished cooking the meal and hoped that the next guest would come soon. I was still afraid there would only 4 instead of 5. I had no idea who I trusted enough to invite and that for tomorrow, well that was something I was definitely not going to do.
Shortly after that the doorbell rang again and I walked to the door.
`Damn!' I thought, the guy from the grocery shop. How had they done that?
"Hope you don't mind, but I was curious to find out what happened this afternoon. For a moment I thought you were going to make a mess of it" he said laughing.
I started to blush and wanted to say something but he continued rapidly.
"Well an orange I like so much. Are the others in there?" he asked pointing to the door of the living room.
"Eh, yeah" I said.
"Right, I will see you there later on then" and he walked on into the living room.
He made clear that he didn't want me to follow, so I walked back to the kitchen.
Well just one to go. I waited ten minutes when I heard that I received another e-mail. Should I go in, was I allowed? But Frank saved me when he called. "You better check your mail".
I walked to the computer and bent slowly. I didn't want to sit down, but at the same time I felt the cotton of the shorts tightened up around my buttocks. 3 pairs of eyes were focused on my rear. I knew it; I didn't have to look back to check.
I opened the mail.
Hi slave,
I can see that the other quests already arrived. I know exactly what the meaning is of tonight just like the others that are there. Your master on the other hand, has told me that I was not allowed to inform any one else. Now I have a problem. My nephew just turned up and I can't send him back. Now there are two things I can do. I will stay home or I will come and bring him along. Since I am not allowed to tell anyone else you will have to explain what is going on and why we are invited for dinner.
I am waiting for your response. I can be there in 15 minutes so that is not a problem.
`Damn!' I thought, this can't be true. His nephew, some one who didn't know why we were having the party. How should he respond to this? But on the other hand I had to have at least 5 people in total. They didn't say anything about one more.
I pressed reply and typed:
You and your nephew are welcome. I understand your problem and I will explain to him what is going on when you arrive.
Slave
Well that should be enough. I turned around and my dick was reasonably hard already.
"Everything ok slave?" Frank asked.
"Yeah, the other person who was going to come is bringing someone with him. He asked me if that was ok and if I would tell the guest what we are doing here as you all promised my master not to tell any one else".
"Yeah that seems according to what we agreed to".
I wanted to walk back to the kitchen when Frank said, "Wait a minute slave, come back".
I walked back until I was 1 meter away from the table.
"We are your masters for tonight. I am Frank, this is Robin and the vegetable man is Willem".
Damn! He already told the humiliating story of that afternoon. I felt the others were watching me to see how I would respond to that. The thoughts of that afternoon made my dick hard again.
"We think you are a little bit overdressed, so you can drop the shorts and then you can get us some wine".
I nodded and turned around to go to my bedroom to get out of the shorts and then to fetch the wine in the kitchen.
"Hey! What do you think you are doing? You can drop those shorts down here. Turn around".
`Oh no not in front of them,' I thought. I turned around slowly and I blushed again. I should learn how to stop doing that. Slowly I moved my hands towards my shorts and pushed them down.
I waited a second before leaving and again I felt 3 pairs of eyes going up and down over my body.
"You can go" Frank said.
I turned around to get the wine from the kitchen.
Nothing happened for a while. I got the wine and filled up the glasses. I stood beside the table waiting.
Many thoughts crossed my mind while I was waiting there. I felt my thoughts were going in circles. How could I tell that nephew what was going on and why he was there? Should I do it detailed or... I tried to listen what was said around the table but I couldn't concentrate on it.