To save a way of life

             To save a way of life

It was wonderful to be asked to lend my stately home for a presentation to the biggest ever lottery winner. Particularly when I needed  every penny since my husband’s suicide, leaving me with our two daughters in a home I could not afford, large debts, and  lifestyle aspirations I could never maintain.

I had married young, and well. Two children in the next 30 months were testament to domestic bliss, except of course neither my husband or I were ever really deeply in love. But he was a good man, and I ran his house well, we were good friends, enjoying our lives and bringing up our daughters. Both of them were sure they would marry well, although there was nothing on the horizon at present. They shunned university, it was their future husbands who would be expected to have the degrees, and the jobs. They spent their time travelling, going to parties, happy in the knowledge that running a home was all they would ever do.

Then my husband’s investments crashed, he tried to gamble his way out, he invested in more get rich quick schemes that always left someone else richer, and him poorer. Then when he could see no way out, he shot himself, and I found out for the first time the depth of the hole he had dug for us.

However this presentation brought in a little money, not enough of course, but some. After the presentation I was able to chat to the lucky man, and ask what he had in mind for his fortune. Without family or ties, he just wanted to reallise his dreams whatever the cost, after investing sufficient money safely to ensure his comfort for life. He was quite happy to spend up to £10 million pounds, ( just over 10% of his winnings, incredibly), or more on dreams. That was just the sort of money I needed to safeguard our future, so I pressed him a little on whether I  could help with his dreams. Possibly, he said, but he thought it unlikely I would want to participate in a dream costing that sort of money.

Desperation kicked in, Carpe diem, (seize the day) had always seemed a good dictum for life, and here was a day which had to be seized. “You would be surprised what I would agree to” I said. “maybe we should negotiate”.

“ I am suggesting complete slavery for a time scale to be agreed, and your complete control of my estate for the same period. I would be available for whatever you wish, without limits“. “And what about your daughters”, he replied, “would they be prepared to make sacrifices for their futures”.

I was stunned for a moment, but then realised I was negotiating from a position of some peril. I could not allow maternal feelings to block what I saw as my only way out. “I would have to speak to them and explain the situation”, I replied. “Good, then I will take a walk in your lovely grounds while you do so”, he said. “In an hour I will return to see whether we can continue discussions or not”.

After he left I  called the girls together, and explained our dire plight. I told them that the creditors would soon be foreclosing on the estate, leaving us destitute. They would be living, at best, in a rented semi, and would need to find jobs, probably as shop girls. I would also need work, and at my age, with no qualifications or experience my prospects were not good. Our so-called circle of friends, for whom position and wealth were all, would certainly drop us like hot coals. Their lives would henceforth be quite different, and they would move in different circles, making a good marriage most unlikely. With luck they could both marry labourers, who would leave them alone every night with expanding broods, whilst they joined their mates in the pub. After ensuring they realised the seriousness of the situation, and that I was not exaggerating,  I tentatively mentioned the possibility of a means of escape. When I explained what this would entail, Caroline, the eldest, said nothing, but Judy was horrified. I explained that three months hence they could pick up their lives as they had been used to, continuing to live on the estate and continue husband hunting. Three months of their lives was a price worth paying. To my relief, Caroline then spoke, saying there appeared to be no other alternative on the hotizon. By the time our guest arrived back, they were both ready at least to speak to him. 

The master

I came back from my walk to find that all three were ready to speak to me, in their large lounge.

“You must understand“ I began, “that the amount of money I am paying is going to require rather more than providing me with sex whenever I want it. How many prostitutes could I buy for that sort of money? No, I am looking for complete servitude, you are to obey me in everything, and do whatever you are ordered to do and with whoever I tell you to do it with“. I allowed that to sink in, and then continued, “You will do things which are against your nature, but I will ensure you are not subject to permanent harm. I want you to enjoy the fruits of your labours as you would want, and will not contact you again, after the time is up, unless you wish it.” All three  nodded, and the mother started to introduce her daughters. “I do not want to know your names”, I interrupted, “to me you will all be known as slut, and if I wish to differentiate between you, then slut 1, slut 2, and slut 3”. I will make arrangements with your solicitor to pay off your debts with an interest free loan, repayable in say four months, and the balance will be paid to him on your last day of servitude. You will probably need to give him power of attorney, so please speak to him urgently”. “He already has it” I was told. There was a moment of silence as they digested my words.

“In the next couple of weeks, arrangements will need to be made, and in order to ensure a smooth start, I expect to be obeyed immediately, and all my wishes carried out.” What about limits, things that we just cannot do“, asked the younger daughter. ”Will they be respected”.

“By all means write out a list of things you feel unable to do”, I replied, “ and in return I will tell you what I will do with the money I was going to pay you. I might buy the estate from the administrators appointed by your creditors, which could be cheaper, almost certainly. I hope you understand”.

They asked to be left alone for 5 minutes, and when I returned, it was to be told that they all accepted. ”How many staff do you have?“ I asked, and was told that there were 3 live in females, a housekeeper, (Mrs Hooper)and two maids, and 4 male outside staff with accommodation over the stables. I was also told that the stables were now storage rooms, as the last of the horses had been sold. ” I will need to speak to all of them individually, and you must tell them that whatever I say is with your full approval. I will make arrangements if any of them do not wish to remain”.

I then explained some ground rules, no clothing unless at my discretion, definitely no communication among themselves, and every one they came into contact with was to be obeyed as if they were me. No watches, rings or other jewellery were allowed, as time was irrelevant to them, we would start in three weeks, Saturday, the 1st of June, at 7am. The previous evening they would receive large trunks into which they would place all personal possessions, clothes, ornaments, everything in their rooms. They were each to deal with their own packing, and would, of necessity, need to sleep naked. The trunks were to be dragged outside their rooms. All females were to be addressed as mistress, and all males as sir, except me. I would be Master. Promptly at seven they  should  make their way to the stables, which is where they would be based, and carry out all orders given.. No lateness would be tolerated, they would be allowed to retain an alarm clock, but it was to be placed in the trunk as soon as they woke. From that moment time would cease to be a concern. The arrangement would end on the 1st of September, at which time I would pay the sum agreed and leave. They were to inform all their acquaintances that they would be out of contact for that time, and were to visit their doctor to ensure birth control was taken care of for the duration.

I also explained that they would constitute the lowest rung of the ladder, and  be subservient to all the staff who remained, and anyone else I invited to the estate. They could speak only when told, and only what they were instructed to say. For instance it would be perfectly in order to beg for a caning, or for sex, and they should do so with enthusiasm. Most of the work on the estate would be carried out by them, and punishments would be severe, and often without cause, except to give someone pleasure. I then told them all to strip, and stand in front of me with their hands clasped behind their necks. Hesitantly they slowly obeyed. “That was interesting”, I smiled. “You see what a lot you have to learn. You should all have obeyed instantly, and stripped as quickly as possible. After the 1st of June that would have earned each of you a thorough whipping.” “Do not look  at me directly, a more humble demeanour with heads bowed and eyes downcast” I demanded.

I moved to the older girl and tweaked her nipples. As soon as possible, I want all your nipples pierced, so that they will heal before we start. I want large gold rings in each.” I then reached between her legs, using my knee to push her legs apart, and pulled on her labia. “And here, I think. Please all nod if you understand.” Three naked females nodded enthusiastically. They were learning. “And one more task for the 31st of May”, I continued, grasping her bush tightly. “Before you finish packing, I expect you to apply razors to this part of your bodies, so that you are all smooth as babies. The tasks I have given you are to be dealt with as urgently as possible. It will also be necessary to let it be known that you are going away for some quiet, relaxing time together, and will be out of contact. I will stay in a guest room here on the previous night so that I am there for the morning, but you will remain upstairs, and I will arrange affairs with Mrs Hooper. Now one last task for today, “ I said, placing some sheets of paper and three pens on the table.” The completed sheets are your consent to whatever I do for the agreed time, which you will all sign. On the blank sheets you will write your tasks as I dictate them”. They sat and signed the consent forms, and I then began to  dictate.

1. I will have my nipples pierced without delay, and rings of at least one inch diameter inserted.

2  I will have my cunt lips pierced and similar rings inserted.

3 I will visit my doctor to ensure that the lack of condoms will not create a problem.

4 I will tell all my family and friends of the holiday I am taking, that I will be out of contact, and am looking forward to a relaxing time.

5. On the evening of 31st may I will pack all my personal belongings into the trunk, including all clothing, rings, jewellery, and watches.

6 I will shave off my body hair before I go to bed, and ensure  that my alarm clock is set for 6.50.

7 On waking I will place the alarm clock in the trunk, walk to the stables, and carry out all instructions. My ablutions will take place in the stables.

8 I will obey all instructions from whatever source.

9 I will address all females as mistress, and all males as sir, except master, who will be called master.

10 I will not speak to anyone, other than to say what I am told to say.

11 I will give total satisfaction at all times, carry out all my tasks with enthusiasm and without hesitation.

I then had them sign the lists. “ I shall return tomorrow, and you will have copies” I said.

“I will speak to your solicitor tomorrow, so please write down  his address“. This she did . “Now you may dress, and continue for today as if we have not spoken”.

“All that is left for me today, is to deal with the staff, and I will see them one by one as soon as you can arrange it, and you have informed them that I am now in complete control, and speak with your authority. They will not be asked to do anything they do not wish, and the terms I offer them will be generous. You may leave now and I will await the staff here”.

The first to come in was the Housekeeper, Mrs Hooper. I explained that with their approval, I was taking complete control of the family’s life. They would be made to do things which they would not enjoy, and which she might not want to be a part of. I offered her two choices, to remain and participate at four times her normal salary, or to take three month’s holiday with an advance payment of three extra month’s salary. I told her that she could give me an answer in an hour.

Both the young maids ( Sandra and Anna) then came in in turn. I explained with a little more detail what would be happening, and made them the same offer, with a third alternative. If they should find that they were excited with what was happening, and wished to join the family in servitude, they would be paid £50,000 per month from the time they accepted. However I stressed that no pressure would be applied, and this alternative could be accepted at any time during the three months.

To the male staff, I gave the same two alternatives as to the housekeeper, but made it plain that they would live in the house, and the fringe benefits of cooperating were total, and they could, with my approval, involve their friends at a later date..

Each one was told not to discuss anything with the others until they had all decided. They all promised to keep their council, and not to speak to each other, or affect anyone’s decision until they had all seen me again.

One by one the staff came back in. I was a trifle surprised that the housekeeper wished to stay. I asked her if she understood the situation, and she replied that she did  I explained that all menial tasks would be undertaken by the family, who would be naked. They would address her as Mistress and obey her without hesitation.. She would be expected to punish them for sloppy work, and could, of course, punish them for her own pleasure. In the mornings, starting on day one, she would go to the stables where her former mistress was to be housed, to wash her down, comb her hair, and ensure that her shaved mound did not acquire stubble. Was she sure that this was something she wished to do?“ Oh yes sir, please“, she replied with relish. Hidden depths, I thought, Could she be a sadist? “There are, I think ten bedrooms “,  I continued, “I will have the master bedroom, but you will have your new staff fit out whichever of the others are required during the day for all the staff who remain. Those of you who already live in may prefer their own rooms, but that is your choice. After me then you may choose, followed by the indoor staff, and then the outdoor staff in order of seniority“.

I was  not at all surprised that all the others wished to do likewise.

I told the two maids pretty well what I had the housekeeper, and allocated each of them one of the sluts for the mornings. I also explained that their duties would be light, and consist mainly of giving orders, and having fun with their new playthings. I also explained that their rooms would be changed, and they would be moved into them by the new staff.

The outdoor staff were told to prepare three stables to the specifications I gave them, with bolts in the floor, the walls and in the ceiling, with a pulley running through the ceiling bolt. There was ample straw left for the floors to be covered. They were also to be packed ready to be moved into rooms in the house during the day. “You will have three naked and submissive females around for most of the time. They will also do as much of your work as they can. I want you to realise that they will obey you in all things, and you can satisfy your urges whenever you wish”. I asked each of them in turn if they  understood.

All the staff were enjoined to strict secrecy and discretion. To other people the family were away on holiday, and nothing was amiss. I explained the time scale, and said if any word leaked out the perpetrator would be instantly sacked. Until the first of June, apart from the preparations I had requested, life was to go on as normal. Then I left and the following day I went, as promised, to the solicitor, who was relieved and pleased that the financial future had been assured. “They are such a nice family” he said, “and it is nice to know they will be at ease and comfortable for the immediate future”. For some reason I found that amusing, but I did not betray myself.

Slut 1

It was an uncomfortable interview. My two girls were both afraid, and we were all aware that control of events was moving away from us. When Judy asked about limits and was told to make a list, my spirits rose, as I hoped to be able to discount certain activities. But as he continued his answer my heart sank, my humiliation was, I felt complete. It wasn’t, I was to discover, but it was beginning.

When we were left alone, I wanted to cry, but couldn’t. “There is no other way, is there” said Caroline. “Three months is not long, I suppose”, said Judy. We hardly spoke, as there was little to say.

When he returned we all accepted the arrangements. It was made clear that  my staff were to join in our degradation, if they wished to stay.  Maybe, I hoped, some would not wish to do so.  We were then made to strip, which somehow had not occurred to me as likely at this time.

We all stood and sheepishly took off all our clothes. We then had to stand with our hands behind our necks and were berated like naughty schoolgirls for our attitude to stripping.

As we stood with bowed heads he moved to Caroline and fondled her breasts and vagina, explaining that the following day he required various piercings. I was at a loss as to how and where this could be done, but trusted that the younger generation would be more au fait.

Then still naked we were made to sign forms giving our consent to anything that could be done to us, and copied out, at his dictation, lists of our tasks to be done to ensure that on the 1st of June, at 7 am, our ordeal could begin. We were then allowed to dress and dismissed.

I asked Mrs Hooper to arrange for all the staff to come to the house and gather in the lounge. When they were all present I took a deep breath and welcomed them.  What was I going to say? How would I explain the bombshell they were all about to hear exploding?

“You are going to hear some surprising news, “ I began. “There is nothing for any of you to be concerned about, but I have agreed to pass over my estate and control over the family to Mr Daunley, who as you all know has today received an unbelievable sum of money from the European lottery. There will be changes, some of which may affect you, but I am assured that you will all be offered options which will ensure that none of you will feel in any way disadvantaged”. He wishes to speak with each of you individually. I must stress that he has full authority, and speaks with my full consent and agreement”

There was general puzzlement and no little concern, but I suggested Mrs Hooper go in first, and asked them to follow in turn when she had finished. I then rose and went up to my room.

I could not believe that I had spoken like that, and sat upstairs whilst the meetings took place. After about two hours, there was a knock on my door, and Mrs Hooper entered. “Are you sure Ma’am,”, she said, ” that you really want to do this”. “Totally sure“, I replied, “as are my two girls. We know that it will not be easy but at the end of three months we can return to normal”.

“I think you should know, ma’am that we are all staying and have agreed to participate fully. I hope that when it is all over, we will all be able, as you put it, to return to normal. In the meantime I have given my word, and will carry out my new duties as I have always carried out my other duties.”

I thanked her and she left. So much for my hopes that not all would stay. I immediately realised that humiliation by and in front of my own staff would be difficult to bear.

The following day, my daughters took me to a large town some way from home, where we were not known. As I expected, they were aware of piercing parlours, and we went in together, and one by one took off our clothes, and suffered the needles puncturing our private parts. I was surprised in a way, knowing that people did this from free choice, that the pain was considerable. We were then shown a selection of rings, and to the surprise of the young man who had operated on us, chose not the largest, but certainly above average rings. I thought to myself, what a job for a young man. He obviously enjoyed his work, and we were allowed no shame. I also wondered how many 40 year olds he had in, and whether it was more or less arousing for him. The girls were more matter of fact, they both had friends with pierced nipples, if not cunt lips, and it was less of a culture shock for them.

At least when I arrived home, I had a call from a very relieved solicitor, who had exercised his power of attorney to solve our financial problems, as he put it , for the immediate future. In fact I knew that provided we kept our side of the bargain, our financial worries were over for good. We also each had envelopes containing photocopies of our lists.

             To save a way of life part 2 - Servitude

The master

On May 31st I drove down to my home for the next three months, on a very pleasant evening. I smiled as I thought of the three slaves who must now be feeling the greatest apprehension. I had given them enough information for them to realise that they were in for a traumatic experience. I parked my car in the drive, and walked up to the front door, which was opened for me by the housekeeper. I knew that the former ladies of the house, and new slaves, would be busy upstairs, and we moved into the lounge, where I made myself comfortable, and suggested that the two young maids joined us for some coffee, and the outside staff if they could be found. Mrs Hooper went out and returned in ten minutes with coffee, and the other six members of staff.. I motioned them to make themselves comfortable in the room they had only previously entered only to clean and serve, or receive instructions..

“It must be nice to enjoy the comforts of the house”, I said, “and get used to it, for this is the new order”. They all smiled. “ I have a few details for the morning to discuss with you,” I continued. I then explained to them that the slaves, or slut 1, slut 2 and slut 3, as they were to refer to them for the next three months, had been told to go to the stables, naked, at 7.  I then said how important the first morning was, as I wanted all illusions to be shattered. I would like you men to place them in separate stables, and attach these collars I have bought with me. Their hands should be placed in restraints and clipped to the back of the collars. They should then be tied to low bolts so that they are forced on to their knees with their heads almost on the floor. They should then be left. You ladies should go down at 7.30, and with buckets of cold water and a sponge, wash them all over, and rub them down hard. Their hair will need to be combed. I think then it would be good for them to be led out into the yard by these straps which will  clip onto their nipple rings, and made to squat in the yard and relieve themselves. All of you should be there to watch. They will now truly be beginning to appreciate the reality of their position, but in case they are not fully aware I would like each of you ladies to lead one of the sluts back to the house, and into the kitchen.

I pointed out that the sluts would gradually become accustomed to pain, but as a beginning they were to place one each upside down on their laps and give them a really good spanking. “ Now this you will find amusing,” I said. They were not aware of my strictures on speech, so I explained that they were only allowed to speak when instructed what to say. And tomorrow they would be instructed by whoever was spanking each, first to beg for a caning, and then to say thank you mistress I stressed that they were to accept only true begging for six strokes, which would become twenty if there was any lack of sincerity. They were then to count each stroke, 1 mistress, 2 mistress and  say “thank you mistress” for each stroke. Then they could be put to work arranging the bedrooms and cleaning the house until lunch time. I knew, unfortunately that the trunks would be beyond them, so asked the men to move them. They were then welcome to watch the punishment, before returning to the stables and preparing the food which would be placed in the bowls on the side of the stables, together with bowls of water. The food would be a stew cooked by Mrs Hooper during the morning.

We then planned the afternoon, and I was glad to receive some good input, especially from the men. We enjoyed some wine, and then each repaired to bed to be refreshed in the morning. There was no noise from the other rooms, so I guessed they had finished, and were looking for a good night’s sleep.

Slut 1

The fateful day was almost here. The trunks, which were enormous, were outside our doors, and I began to empty all my clothes into mine. Then all my knick-knacks, my mirrors, my jewellery, even my wedding ring and engagement ring which I had always treasured. I was amazed how much I had in my room, photos, make up, combs, all the things ladies take for granted. I was glad the trunk was so large. Down the corridor I occasionally saw one of the girls with armfuls of clothes etc. busy filling their trunks. Finally everything was there, except the mocking alarm clock, and the clothes I was wearing. I thought of all the times I had watched one of the maids packing for me when I was going away, and sighed. I sat on the bed and mused. I was aware that we were going to experience hell but thought that surely it would be worth it in the end. One last sigh, I undressed, placed the clothes on top of the other things in the trunk, and wondered when I was going to be wearing clothes again.

I fully expected to be unable to sleep, but possibly because of the exertion, I soon drifted off.  

.At 6.50 the alarm woke me. And I climbed out of bed, switched off the alarm, put it in the trunk and closed the lid. I sat until 6.55, knowing that I could be at the stables by 7, and then made  my way downstairs, past the trunks outside the other family bedrooms, and left the house for the short walk to the stables. I wished I had had the walk tarmacked in happier times as the gravel was not kind to the bottoms of my feet. Behind me I saw  first Judy and then Caroline following me.

When I reached the stables, Jed ,Joe,  Paul and Fred were waiting outside. Wordlessly Jed led me inside, placed a leather collar round my neck, straps around my wrists, and then joined the straps to rings at the back of the collar. He opened a stable door, pushed me inside, told me to kneel, then used a very short length of chain to link the front of the collar to a round bolt at floor level. I was now kneeling with my face in the straw, and my backside sticking obscenely  up in he air. He then closed the door, and pulled the bolt across. Even in my predicament I thought, how ridiculous, I am not exactly going to open the door and run away. I then waited, with the straw irritating my knees. From the noises I could hear knew that my daughters were being dealt with similarly.

We were left for quite a while, then the door opened and in walked Mrs Hooper carrying a bucket.  She  unclipped me from the bolt on the floor, and dragged me upright., only to clip me again to a bolt a neck height. I faced her, my back against he wall. With my hands still out of commission behind my neck. Reaching into the bucket she fetched out a sponge with which she began to rub me down. The water was cold, but I was unable to resist as she washed my whole body with the sponge. I was told to open my legs and she washed between them , lingering as if that was enjoyable. I was rubbed dry with a rough blanket, and she then produced a brush and comb with which she groomed my hair as one would a child’s.

When she was satisfied, I had a chain passed through my breast rings and the ends were joined together. Then when I was untied from the wall, she pulled on the chain as I followed her out into the yard. All four of the men were there, as indeed were my daughters, who had obviously been given similar treatment by the maids.

We were made to squat, and then to piss, into a drain. My mortification at pissing openly in front of people who were my employees until recently was complete, but I was aware that non-compliance was not an option. The sponge and blanket were then applied between my legs again, and I was led by the chain back to the house. Where, I wondered was the director of this charade. Somehow the thought that he couldn’t even be bothered to watch our humiliation made it even harder to accept.

When we arrived in the kitchen, we were lined up against the table, and our three tormentors drew a chair each out into the centre of the floor. Sandra then took hold of my chain, Mrs Hooper  of Caroline’s and Anna of Judy’s, . 

We were pulled out into the centre, and stood whilst each of them sat down, then pulled us down across their knees. I realised with horror that we were about to be spanked, me by a girl less than half my age. And spanked we were . At first I remained still, but Sandra laid into me with such force that I could not help but wriggle as my posterior turned red. I could hear the girls begin to sob and whimper. Finally they stopped, to my great relief. I lay still to then hear Mrs Hooper address us all. “You will now thank your mistresses in the correct manner for your spanking, starting with you slut 1.” I forced myself to say “Thank you mistress for my spanking”. Each of the others followed suit.

“That was just a taster”  said Mrs Hooper, who seemed to be the spokeswoman. “You will now each suffer the cane, but first you will each beg for it. I will expect each of you to beg sincerely for six strokes of the cane. Any lack of enthusiasm or insufficient entreaty will mean 12 strokes for each of you, not just the guilty party.”

I could not believe what I had heard, but again the options were not available. I started, addressing Sandra. “Please mistress, please I beg of you to give your worthless slave six strokes of the cane, please mistress.” Each of the others made similar entreaties, fighting back tears.

I was then made to bend over, and spread my legs wide. “You will not move, and you will count each stroke, and thank me “ said Sandra, who was warming to her task. She collected a cane from the side table, and swished it through the air. Thwack. “One mistress, thank you mistress “ I managed to say, and I continued with the mantra until all six had been delivered. My bottom was on fire, but I was made to stay in position whilst the same scenario was played out on each of the others.

We were then allowed to stand. Somehow I had in my mind seen myself raped by my master within minutes of the start, with my sympathetic staff ready to console me. Instead I had not seen him, but I had been totally humiliated by all my staff, who seemed to be entering into the spirit of things with enthusiasm.

“You will now start work” we were told. Our wrists were finally freed and we were led upstairs where there were suitcases placed where the trunks had been. We were then made to empty the cases and deck out our old rooms with the belongings of the new occupants. I noticed that my old room was obviously the master’s, and all the other family and guest rooms were occupied by various members of staff. All the cases were emptied and the contents placed in drawers or on dressing tables. Everything had to be neatly folded, and carefully arranged. Then down to the kitchen, on hands and knees with scrubbing brushes until it was spotless. It was now nearly lunchtime, and I realised that we had not had any breakfast. However, our wrists were tied to the back of our necks again, Anna took hold of all three chains and walked us back to the stables. The men then placed us in our stables, and directed us to the bowls on the wall. “Eat” we were told, but our hands were not freed and we had to put our faces into the stew and lick the bowls clean before being given water to drink from similar bowls. Our faces were sponged clean, and we were left for a while.

Jed then came in, and re-tied my wrists behind my back, and then they were attached to a rope which  Jed pulled down from the roof. This was then raised until I was bent double, with my feet only just touching the floor. My ankles were then pulled apart and connected to the walls, making it almost impossible to take any weight on my feet. This uncomfortable position was maintained as I heard a familiar voice say “I think I would like to use her mouth, and perhaps one of you would like to take her in the rear  while I do it”. He ( I now thought of my master as He, with a capital, it was easier) then came round in front, pulled his cock out of his trousers and placed it at my mouth. “I want to see you know your duties”, he said, as I strained forward to take his member in my mouth. I sucked furiously, trying to earn some points for good behaviour. One of the men, I didn’t even know who,  pushed his cock into  my virgin anus, causing considerable pain. I would discover that frequent use made it easier. I focused all my being on the throbbing member in my mouth. Eventually I felt the cum flooding my mouth.  I cleaned the cock vigorously and swallowed down the cum.  I then hung limp as they ignored me and chatted among themselves . I heard Jed say that he would like to try his cock in slut 2’s mouth and Fred said he thought that he could use her cunt , so she was tied up similarly and they both happily pumped away,   I do not know who was sucked off by my other daughter, but again I heard the sound of the pulley, the grunts of pleasure and the sigh of pleasure as somebody came.. The pulley was then released slightly, allowing me some relief, before my He came behind me again and fucked my pussy, thrusting in and out until my body shook. I was then freed from the pulley and my legs were freed, allowing me to collapse into the straw.

“That will do for today I think” he said. “Rest until tomorrow, there will be more stew later,  and if you want to relieve yourself, that is what the straw is for”, I was told before the bolt was drawn on my stable door.

The Master

I was fairly content with the first day. I had remained the shadowy figure in the background for the most part, I had enjoyed some sex, and my sluts had experienced some quite serious pain  and humiliation. My assistants, too had all experienced power, and seemed to enjoy their roles. I decided to give the sluts some time to reflect, so finished early. I also noticed that the weather forecast was good for the next couple of days, so I thought perhaps we could concentrate on outdoor activities for a while, to give the men some latitude, and increase the  sluts feelings of little worth. I knew I had time to have my fill of sex, and the humiliation was my first priority.

I told the ladies that I would like the same ablutions routine the following morning, but I also gave them some sun cream as my sluts would be out in the sun most of the day and whilst I was in favour of them suffering, I didn’t want them becoming ill.

So, in the morning they went down to the stables, washed them down, groomed their hair, and made them stand with arms up-stretched whilst the cream was applied liberally to their bodies. They were then deprived of their hands in the usual way, and fed some cereal in their bowls. I then told the men that some hard work in the garden was to be the order of the day, with “rest and recreation” for themselves from time to time. Some punishment to ensure the sluts worked hard, but nothing too severe. I did, however have some weights to stretch their cunt lips. I would be around during the day to see how things were going. The sluts were unbound, and given wheelbarrows and hoes, and taken out into the large vegetable garden, and made to hoe the rows, naked and exposed and with weights hanging down between their legs. The men exhorted them constantly to work harder, and used the small floggers I had given them to reinforce the message.  I watched from a distance as these three ladies of leisure were made to do manual work for the first time, as naked slaves in the fields. The men who had worked so hard in the past reclined in chairs, getting up only to use the floggers.  Every hour or so, one of the sluts was taken aside and performed whatever sex act they were told to. During the day each of them was fucked in cunt, arse and mouth, and made to express their gratitude. Even from a distance I could sense the humiliation. They were taken back at 5 o’clock, the weights removed, and they were fed some more stew. I then had Sandra go down, clean up slut2, tidy her hair, and take her to my bedroom. She was restrained in the usual way, and attached to the foot of my bed by her breast chain, which meant she was forced to kneel.

When we had enjoyed the meal prepared by Mrs Hooper, an excellent cook, and some wine, we discussed how things were going. All seemed happy, and the men were pleased to hear that tomorrow would be a similar day.

Then I went upstairs to my waiting slut. I unfastened her, and removed all the restraints. Then I undressed and lay on the bed. “Would you like to suck my cock?” I asked. She of course replied “Yes please master, if I may“. “What else would you like to do?” I asked.” Please master may I take your cock in my arse and cunt.” I thought how well she was learning, and then lay back while she sucked me dry, and later did as she had asked. I had decided that each of them would sleep with me from time to time. The comfortable bed reinforced the message that sex with their master was something to look forward to.

The following day they again worked in he garden, but shortly after they had been returned to their stables , I observed slut 1 being led back to the house by Mrs Hooper. I kept a slight distance, and gradually went to the closed kitchen door. I could hear a vigorous spanking, and then the usual thanks. I then heard Mrs Hooper ordering the slut to kneel between her legs. “You would like to lick my pussy, wouldn’t you?” She asked . “Yes please mistress” was the reply. I smiled at the mental picture, but waited until I heard “thank you mistress for allowing me to lick your pussy” before going into the room. Mrs Hooper was by now standing, her dress adjusted. I asked her to restrain the slut and join me in the lounge. I thought , for now, I would not mention that I knew what had transpired.

When she joined me I said “I can’t keep calling you Mrs Hooper, but strangely that is the only name I have. I am also curious about Mr Hooper”. She laughed, and replied “my name is Gladys, sir, and Mr Hooper had a wandering eye, so we were not married for very long. But unless I find someone else, I shall always be Mrs Hooper”.

I then explained that I was keen to have an informal meeting of all the staff every evening, with sluts on hand to serve us, when we could discuss what everyone enjoyed, and any ideas they may have. She thought that was a nice idea, and we would start that evening at 7.30. I also said that it might be a good idea to allow the sluts to have a shower, and make themselves presentable. The contrast between what they had been subjected to and a slight taste of normality would add some spice. I also stressed that every one was to speak freely, as if the sluts were not there. “I understand exactly what you mean” said Gladys, “and I will tell all the others to be here. Shall I take the sluts to the large bathroom at 7?” I nodded and she bustled away.

Slut 1

Kneeling in the kitchen,  my beasts fastened to a rail in front of me, and my hands as usual clipped at the back of my neck, I began to think about the last few days. What I had envisaged, when I first spoke those fateful words, was almost non-stop sex, sometimes violent. I was beginning to appreciate how I was being slowly taken down to total degradation. The way in which He often totally ignored me for long periods, as if sex with me was not high on his list of priorities, the involvement of my children who were being abused in front of me, the treatment by my own staff, the constant physical labour, and the manner in which I was made to ask for whatever was to be done to me, were all very hard to take. The things I was expected to do, the physical punishments, especially the spankings by a woman 10 years younger than me, who had worked for me as a servant, and now my first experience of female/female sex, which I had never even considered when I embarked on this course, were totally demeaning. And as for saying thank you for all the things done to me!

I was also aware that the sexual demands were going to grow. I fought back the pricking of tears as I knelt in a very uncomfortable position. When Mrs Hooper finally re-appeared, she had my daughters with her. I was released completely, and we then spent some time cleaning the kitchen range and other domestic tasks. Sandra had joined us, apparently mainly to use her riding crop on our bottoms.

Then suddenly, we were taken up to the main bathroom. “You may have half an hour to have showers, and make yourselves look pretty. You may use the lotions and anything else you find”, we

were told. Oh what bliss, we soaped ourselves, shampooed our hair, washed, dried ourselves with proper towels, used the scent on the side, and worked on our hair. We had all caught the sun, in spite of the sun cream, and the body lotion was so soothing. Our master then appeared, examined with satisfaction what we had done, and made us put our collars back on, but no other restraints. “We are all going to relax in the lounge” He began. “you will attend, ensuring that our glasses are replenished, and will kneel in the centre of the room when you are unoccupied. This evening your duties will be light”.

We followed him down to the lounge, where all the staff were sitting in armchairs, sipping wine. There were several bottles, both red and white, on the dresser. For the moment, our services were not required, so we knelt as instructed, with eyes on the wine levels in each glass.

“Hello everyone “ He said as he sat down in a chair, and picked up the full glass from the tray next to him. “I think it is time to take stock. Tell me how you are enjoying yourselves so far”. They then began to chat among themselves, expressing general satisfaction. He then pressed them on their favourite bits. Mrs Hooper’ favourite, unsurprisingly,  was  the spanking and canings, the men loved using us two or three at a time, or even just watching us work. He then asked if they found us obedient, and we were declared adequate. Considering that we had done everything asked of us, had worked hard at our tasks, and always remembered our lines, I felt that this was damning with faint praise. They were then asked if they had any ideas. At this point I noticed that two of the glasses were low, I leapt up, as did Caroline, and we refilled the offending glasses.

They were all entirely at ease, and were discussing us as if we were bits of furniture. The first to offer a suggestion was Jed. “They will beg for sex or a whipping if told” he said, “but I am not always sure of their sincerity. Also, they perhaps should be encouraged to ask for things before being told. They know what we like, and they could be allowed to speak without leave for this purpose”.

I listened in horror, but He just said “Quite right. If at our meetings each night you report that any one of the sluts has not been a little keener, and a little more inventive, we could arrange a more thorough horsewhipping for all of them in the morning. I am sure they will each of them take the hint”.

Sandra then spoke. “I sent away for a strap-on dildo, which I would love to use, and when you told us the original ground rules, I thought it worth ordering”, she said. “It arrived this morning, may I use it?” The wine was beginning to be consumed at a faster rate, and with our heads in a whirl we were pouring wine almost constantly now. 

He then suggested that there was no time like the present, if she was game. In a flash she was gone, to return almost immediately with a box.

There was intense merriment, and we were grabbed and laid across the back of the settee, all three of us in a line, with our backsides pointing at the ceiling. As Sandra was undressing, we were asked if we had forgotten something. I reacted first, asking mistress Sandra to please use her dildo on my pussy and arse. The other two followed suit. The master helped Sandra to step into the harness. and pulled the straps tight. Each of the three of us had our hands drawn down at the front of the settee, and Sandra began pumping away at all of us in turn, first in our pussies, which was bad enough, and then our anuses. It was a fairly large dildo, and she was able to maintain the thrusts for a considerable time, and I knew I was becoming sore. Then she stopped, took off the harness, and we began to recite, almost in unison “Thank you mistress Sandra for using your dildo in our pussies and anuses.”

I noticed that Anna, whilst enjoying what was going on had not spoken, which I assumed was because she was a little young. But I fully expected her to be borrowing the dildo before long.

“Well”, he remarked, as they are here I think I would like to have slut 3 with me tonight. The rest of you can draw cards, the highest gets slut 1, and the next slut 2”. More merriment, and I found myself leaving with Joe, and Caroline with Paul.

I was taken up to what had been Anna’s room, and left standing while Joe quickly took off his clothes, then he lay down and I straddled him, first facing him and then turned around, bouncing up and down as if my life depended on it. When he had come, I was pushed off, I recited my thanks, and lay next to him caressing his cock with my mouth as he drifted off to sleep. I woke first in the morning, and thought it wise for him to wake with his cock back in my mouth.

In the morning, we were paraded back to the stables, and it was back to cold water and rough towels. We were restrained again to feed, and taken out to piss in the courtyard. Then back to the garden, on hands and knees weeding today with the sun beating down. The one piece of kindness was the lotion liberally applied, although I somehow felt it was for their benefit, not ours.

Before long I was begging to be fucked anally by Jed. I tried to put real feeling into my words, and then I had an idea. “Please sir“, I said to Paul, “I would dearly love to take you in my mouth at the same time, if you would please allow me to”.

Surprisingly he accepted! I bent down to touch my toes, opened my legs wide, then lifted my hands to spread my arse cheeks for Jed. As he entered me, Paul’s cock entered my mouth, he grabbed hold of  a handful of hair, and used it to move my head up and down on his cock, almost suffocating me as it reached the back of my throat. I had, of course, been face fucked a few times already, but not as violently as this. When they had both come I grovelled in the dust, and thanked them both with all the sincerity I could muster.

I was used a couple of times again, and both girls showed that they had been listening the previous evening, Caroline underwent a gratuitous whipping, and Anna, like me, offered to service two of them together. We were again allowed to use the bathroom before the evening meeting. Sandra and Mrs Hooper used the dildo, but we did hear the men say our attitude was improving. The master then told them that, sadly for them, he was sending us away for three  days, but it was to learn new skills. Fred would be accompanying us. As we had a big day ahead of us, He thought it best for us to return to our stables, and our restraints, for the night. What, I wondered could possibly lie in store for us.