Party Toy

A little while ago I was a Server and party toy. I was wearing only latex briefs and steel shackles. My wrists were separated by a 24” spreader bar and that was chained to my steel collar with a 24” chain. I had a co-server/party toy and together we were able to do our duties. Things like opening wine bottles and carrying trays of food can become quite challenging when you only have one hand to use at a time.
A little bit during, but mostly after our service we became party toys. The guests could beat on us and or tie us up, most whatever they felt like within our pre-set limits.
That party made me think of more ideas and a sort of fantasy. This will have to be a live document while I sort out the details and add to the story / fantasy.

The party Toy
I showed up at her house. I had my bag of equipment and the stand that I had made. I was a little bit nervous, I was unsure if I would know anyone at this party other than the hostess.
I set up the stand and the hostess picked out the gear she wanted me to wear. In this case it would be the steel shackles and the latex hood. She picked out the electrified plug for mounting on the stand. I attached the plug and hooked up the wires. The Hostess bolted the shackles onto me and then put the hood over my head. She walked me to the stand which was set up under an eyebolt in the ceiling.
I stood over the plug and she adjusted the height until the plug was securely inserted into my rear. My ankles were spread apart and padlocked to eyebolts in the base of the stand. A chain was padlocked to the eyebolt in the ceiling. My wrists were brought up behind my neck and then my wrists and steel collar were locked to the chain holding me up and in place.
I could hear the hostess rummaging around in my bag and then I heard her plug the wires into the ET-312. She turned the control box on and set it on the stand. She adjusted it to a setting I could feel, but was still fairly low.
There I stood, mounted, impaled and securely fastened into place on display.
I heard the doorbell ring and the hostess went to answer the door.
She brought her first guests in and showed me to them. She told them, here are the cock and ball toys, here are the percussion instruments, here are the clamps and other implements of torture. “Enjoy him” she told them, “I have to get the food and beverages out”
And Thus began my night as a “Party Toy”