First Group Tease

Elena’s POV

The grand dining room glowed with soft candlelight when Damien led me inside that evening. I wore a sheer black dress that clung to my curves and left little to the imagination. My hands trembled slightly as I walked beside him. Several Velvet Board members already sat at the long table. Their eyes turned toward me with clear interest.

“Tonight you are my special guest, Elena,” Damien said quietly near my ear. “Show them how well you obey. This is your first real group tease as my favorite.”

I nodded and kept my voice low. “Yes, Daddy. I will make you proud.” My heart raced as we approached the table. The masked figures watched every step I took. The air felt thick with power and expectation.

One older masked man with a smooth voice smiled behind his covering. “Damien, your new pet looks delightful. Is she ready for the Board’s attention yet?”

“She is learning quickly,” Damien replied with pride. He pulled out a chair for me but did not let me sit. Instead he positioned me standing beside him. “Elena, serve the wine first. Move slowly so everyone can see you properly.”

I picked up the bottle with careful hands and circled the table. The thin dress brushed against my thighs as I leaned to pour. Fingers from different members brushed my legs lightly. “She has such smooth skin,” a woman member commented. “You chose well this time, Damien.”

Damien’s hand rested on my lower back possessively. “She belongs to me first,” he said firmly. “But you may watch and appreciate.” His touch felt commanding while the others’ glances sent nervous thrills through me. I finished serving and returned to his side.

“Lift your dress a little, little artist,” Damien ordered in front of everyone. “Show them what I enjoy every night.”

Heat flooded my face but I obeyed. I raised the hem slowly until my bare pussy was visible to the table. Several members leaned forward with interest. “Beautiful and responsive,” the older man said. “May I touch her briefly, Damien?”

Damien nodded once. “Only light touching for now. She is still mine to control.” The man reached out and ran his fingers gently along my inner thigh. His touch felt unfamiliar and cool compared to Damien’s warm, firm hands. I shivered but stayed still.

“You react nicely to new hands,” the man noted with approval. He traced higher but stopped before my most sensitive spot. “She is wet already. Impressive training.”

Damien pulled me onto his lap after that. “Enough for now,” he told the group. His voice carried clear possession. “Watch closely. This is how my favorite pleases me.” He spread my thighs over his legs and freed his thick cock beneath the table. I gasped softly as he lowered me onto him right there in the dining room.

The thrill of extra eyes made everything more intense. I felt their stares while Damien thrust up into me slowly. “They are all watching you take my cock, Elena,” he whispered hotly against my neck. “Tell them how it feels.”

“It feels so full and deep, Daddy,” I moaned quietly. “Your cock stretches me perfectly while they look.” The unfamiliar man reached over and lightly cupped my breast through the dress. His touch contrasted with Damien’s commanding grip on my hips. Pleasure built fast from the mix of sensations.

Damien kept control and fucked me with steady, deep strokes. “Good girl. Let them see your face when you get close.” The other members murmured in approval. Some adjusted in their seats as they watched. The light touching from the one trusted member stayed gentle on my skin while Damien drove the real pleasure.

“Harder please, Daddy,” I begged in a soft voice. “I need you more.” He sped up slightly and rubbed my clit with his thumb. My body trembled on his lap. The eyes on us heightened every feeling until I could barely hold back.

“Cum for your owner,” Damien commanded loud enough for the table to hear. I shattered around him with a muffled cry. Waves of pleasure rushed through me while he followed soon after and filled me with his hot release. We stayed connected as the group clapped lightly in appreciation.

“Excellent display,” the older man said. “She will be a fine addition once fully broken in.”

Damien helped me clean up discreetly and kissed my forehead. “You did very well tonight, Elena. Go rest in your room for a bit while I finish with the Board.”

I nodded and slipped away on shaky legs. Back in my bedroom I checked my phone for any new messages from the hospital about my mom. Instead I found a folder that had been sent to my email from an unknown address. My blood ran cold as I opened it.

Inside were detailed copies of my mother’s hospital records. Notes showed exact payment history, doctor visits, and even private conversation logs from the nurses. Someone had been watching her case closely for weeks. A short message appeared at the bottom.

“We know what matters to you, little artist. Behave perfectly or these records can change in ways you will regret.”

My hands shook badly as I stared at the screen. The Velvet Board had access to everything about my mom. They were using her health to control me now. What would they do if I did not obey their every demand?