The three of us, Anca, Fawn and I had a great day. We went shopping all morning and a lot of the afternoon, only stopping for lunch. Anca bought textbooks, some cute clothes and earrings. I picked up a necklace and some lingerie and even bough some cute little earrings for Fawn. We arrived home around 5pm and at around 5.30, the phone rang.
It was Hannah, an old friend of Marta, my old Mistress and a Mistress herself. The conversation was short but its impact, total. From the moment I heard her voice I was old nina once more.
“Hello?”
“Nina?”
“Yes, who is this?”
“It is Mistress Hannah, listen to me.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“girl is required. Wash and be waiting outside at six-thirty sharp. I am sending a car.”
“Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress.”
Hannah hung up and I immediately told Anca I needed to go out then went to my bathroom to bathe. Fawn followed me but I sent her back downstairs. This I had to do by myself.
I was quizzed by Anca again when I came back down but brushed her off with some explanation, plausible.
At six-thirty I was standing, washed, perfumed and warmly dressed against the below-zero evening air, at the kerb in front of my house. A car pulled up and I got in.
The driver said nothing to me the whole way except to say, “Mistress Hannah requires that you disrobe. You are to be naked upon arrival.” I undressed immediately and sat naked and silent for the remainder of the forty-five minute ride. The car was warm.
When the car went through the gate of Mistress Hannah’s home and stopped in front of the house, the driver gave another instruction. “You are to leave your clothes in the car. Walk to the front door with your head bowed. Ring the bell, kneel, and wait for the door to open. When the door opens, lean forward, hands on the floor spread wide, and touch the feet of the Mistress with your forehead. Go now!”
From the moment I sat in the car last night, I was no longer Nina. I was ‘girl’ again, the totally subservient slave.
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I was kneeling, trying not to shiver in the sub-zero air, when the door opened. I leaned forward and touched the feet I saw in front of me.
“Crawl to the red circle on the floor ahead of you and wait. Do not speak…and stop shivering!”
Something to know here. A slave, the total slave does not refer to herself as a person. She is an object and refers to herself in the third person (in lower case – in the case of writing). This I did from the moment I knelt in front of that house’s door. Habit and training.
At least the house was warm and soon girl was able to bring her shivering under control. girl waited. For what must have been more than fifteen minutes, girl waited, bowed, forehead touching the floor, the hard tile agony against her bones.
Footsteps signaled Mistress’ arrival once more and girl cowered lower still.
“Stand up and follow me!”
With head bowed, girl was able to discern several pairs of shoes, possibly as many as six. Mistress Hannah spoke.
“This is girl. Dear Marta spoke of it and several of you have some experience with it. As you may be aware, girl is a slave of extraordinary talents and, as this is a special evening for us, I thought it fitting to have such a slave here to make use of.”
There was applause, actual applause. Then Mistress Hannah spoke again.
“I have arranged a number of entertainments for this evening in which girl will be the focus. Please, you have my other slaves and your own for menial tasks. The use of girl is for the shows and in addition, before I send it away at 1am, as a facility on which you may relieve yourselves of all this rich food and drink.”
More applause then Mistress Hannah’s final speech before the entertainment.
“If you would care to adjourn to the dungeon, we will begin the first show. Master F has kindly brought his well-trained group of dogs along with his pony, also well-trained. Please, follow me to the dungeon.”
There was applause and master F bowed and smiled, a cold smile.
Mistress Hannah instructed an assistant to take girl ahead of the group to be ready.
There was a clear area on the left side of the dungeon beside a large, old, wooden door. The floor was covered with large swathes of material. The assistant instructed girl to kneel in the centre of the material and to wait.
Mistress Hannah soon appeared with the group and Master F stood by the large,wooden door.
“Bring on the creatures.”, Mistress proclaimed.
Master F opened the door and commanded, “Sampson, come!”
A large dog, maybe a wolfhound, trotted through the door, little material boots on its paws. Mistress asked Master F that the boots be removed.
It is common practice when dogs are used with women to cover their paws with pieces of grippy material, sometimes known as boots. The purpose is to preserve the woman’s skin from scratching as the dog searches for grip. A woman, not having fur or the smaller legs of a bitch, is difficult for a dog to grip and so its paws rake the arse, legs, thighs, calves, etc, of the woman. It can cause some nasty scratching. Some Mistresses or Masters enjoy the additional discomfort of their slaves and the reddening of the flesh, however. Mistress Hannah is one such Mistress.
As Sampson begins to sniff around her cunt, girl feels the tickle of his whiskers and jerks a little. Mistress orders girl to stay still. This she does. After a few moments of sniffing, girl feels his paws land on her back and his cock probing at her cunt. To guide him in girl reaches back and takes hold of his cock. Once he is in he begins his spasmic fucking.
It’s surprising how big the cock of a dog is and how violent its fucking when it’s close to cumming. And dogs cum in three sort of stages.
Almost immediately girl feels the trickle of the first part of the dog’s cumming then it starts fucking even harder, shoving deep and a little painfully. When Sampson shoots his main cum he plunges hard in spasms then immediately jumps down. He sniffs around for a moment at girl’s cunt then, remembering his training, he quickly goes around to girl’s face and she takes his cock in her mouth to catch the final stage of his climax and to drink it all down.
While Sampson’s cum is still dripping from girl’s cunt, Master F sends out Sampson and calls, “Thor, come.”
Another, equally large dog, walks in, has its boots removed and walks straight up to girl’s cunt. He sniffs as Sampson had before, then mounts. Perhaps from the sweat from girl and saliva left from Sampson, not to mention the pool of cum on the floor, Thor has a little less success at gripping girl’s thighs and he rakes and rakes with his claws as he struggles for grip. The raking is even more intense as he fucks girl and tries to grip harder. The lower body of girl is rapidly turning red with scratches and a little bleeding. Thor follows through after cumming and girl once again drink the final ejaculate. Another dog, Caesar, follows Thor, it’s slippery even more than before and by the time Caesar is finished and leaves, girl’s flesh is a mass of scratches and tears. And then Master F brings in the pony.
The group of people chat amongst themselves while Master F leads the pony over to girl who reaches out for the pony’s cock. First she rubs it along its length then puts the tip in her mouth and tries to take in as much as possible. When it grows hard enough, girl, standing on a low wooden box, bends down and guides the cock towards her cunt. The pony, well-trained as the dogs were, stands still as girl pushes back onto the cock. The cunt of girl is stretched wide as she pushes as hard as she can, stroking back and forth. The small horse makes some snorting and a few high sounds then steps back. It’s never an exact thing, knowing when a pony will cum, so girl turns around and strokes and sucks the cock until it does finally cum. She drinks as much as she can but it’s a lot, perhaps a cupful, and some spills out of her mouth and over her body. The pony is led away by Master F and the show is over.
Mistress Hannah orders girl to bend over and push back her cunt so the group can see how far it has been stretched. They are invited to feel and two of the men want to fist girl. An assistant cleans the dogs’ cum from girl’s cunt, washes it, then applies a little lube. The first man steps forward and presses his fingers against girl’s vulva, then he pushes his whole fist in, making girl gasp. Mistress orders girl to “shut up, bitch!” and slaps her face. The man fucks girl with his fist for a minute or so until he grows tired then the other man does the same. After the fisting, girl is stretched wide and the group admires the large, open cunt thrust back towards them.
The group follows Mistress back up to the living room where they sit and enjoy drinks while girl is taken to a bathroom to be cleaned and have her wounds disinfected. When that part is finished girl is taken down to the living room, her hands tied above her head and attached to a hook, and she is displayed while Mistress and her friends drink and chat.
Friends are invited to use girl as they wish, her arse is fucked as is her cunt. Then she is taken down from the hook, ordered to lay on the floor, and the five men and one woman surge over her, filling her and slapping her until she is covered in red marks, head to toe. There is no real damage at all, just slaps and stings. The woman requests girl washed and taken to a room where she is to give the woman some ‘special’ treatment.
Around eleven the second special show begins and girl is once again taken down to the dungeon, given an enema and ordered to hold it, then she is tied to various devices and the group of friends test her endurance with whips, stretching, and whatever they can find, as well as electrical stimulation, as intense as girl can bear…and then some more.
Through it all girl holds in the water of the enema through unbearable pressure. When, at around eleven-forty-five she is released and escorted to the bathroom, she barely makes it to the toilet before she gushes with water and the other contents of her arse.
At midnight she is ordered to lie on the big bathroom floor as guests are encouraged to use her as their toilet. The men and woman variously piss and shit on girl, in her hair, face, all over her body, then they wipe or she licks them clean, and, one by one, they say their goodbyes to Mistress Hannah and leave.
When all have left, Mistress orders girl to clean up the bathroom so it’s spotless then to clean up herself. At almost one o’clock she is ready and clean once more and kneels at the bathroom door.
“I realize Mistress Marta is gone and you are free but Marta promised me access to you from time to time, do you understand?”, Mistress Hannah says.
“Yes, Mistress.”
Mistress Hannah says to girl, “I may or may not call you again but you will come if summoned, do you understand and agree?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good, then the car is waiting outside. Get up off your knees now, you may walk. Go.”
And so the car brought me home. I dressed on the way.
It is after 5am as I finish writing this and I am so very very tired. Of course I had to explain why my face is so red and, as we go naked around the house, I had to explain to Anca, at least a little of what had gone on tonight. The marks all over my body are obvious. I assured her though that I was not attacked, it was with my consent. She is aware enough to know that people do many things for thrills but she doesn’t really understand this. Nor is she at all intrigued to try it for herself. She is happy enough with regular sex.
I am glad about that.
xxx Nina
