CHAPTER TEN
SATURDAY & SUNDAY
I was awoken by the sudden glare of the shafts of sunlight as the curtains were
opened. "Good morning, slut" said the client, dressed in a gorgeous white stain
dressing gown, "or should I say Good afternoon?" she joked. The room was in a
typical post-party mess and the client cleared one of the coffee tables as
Sandra brought in a tray of coffee and toast for their breakfast. They sat down
and I heard them discuss how the party had gone the night before and the
schedule for the day. They decided that before I was going to be given anything
to eat or the chance to have a bath and clean myself up, I was going to be given
the job of clearing up and tidying the drawing room. Sandra removed me from the
wall, fitted me in my slave chains and attached a long chain to my slave collar.
After I was administered my daily twenty lashes I spent the next few hours at
least hobbling between the drawing room and the kitchen on my 5in heels. The
restrictions of the chain between my ankles and the long chain to my collar made
fetching and carrying very difficult but this was all part of my learning
process. By the time that I had finished cleaning the room and washing and
drying all the crockery and glasses it was almost early evening.
The client gave me a small plate of food and a glass of water and after I had
finished said "Right you can go and make yourself ready for tonight" and, having
disconnected the chain from my slave collar took me upstairs to a large opulent
bathroom. My Support Bag was already there and I was instructed to complete my
preparations within three hours. She took off my slave chains and clothing and,
having connected my slave collar to another chain, left me to get on with it.
By the time that the client came to collect me, I was immaculate, I had spent
an hour on just my face and my clothes and chains shone. She was gorgeously
dressed once again, this time in a tight purple PVC sheath dress that clung to
every curve. It was quite amusing as she led me down to the drawing room we were
both hobbling, me under the restraints of my chains and she within the
restrictions of her dress. As I entered the drawing room Sandra was already in
there putting out bottles of champagne in ice buckets and, apart from the colour
of peacock blue, she was identically dressed to the client. I was chained to the
wall as before and awaited the arrival of the first guest. It turned out that
Saturday night was going to be just like Friday night but with a different guest
list. Once again I was staggered by the beauty of the women and their gowns and
as far as I could tell not one of them had attended the night before. This woman
had one hell of an Address Book!
Around about midnight the client came up to me and said, "So that we don't
have a repeat of last night's failure have this". She gave me a blue lozenge
shaped tablet and I washed it down with a glass of water. "May I ask what it
is?" I enquired. "That was 50mgf of Sildenafil" she replied. I was none the
wiser until she added "but you probably know it as Viagra". With the exception
of the benefit of my enhanced performance the night went much as it had
previously and it was well past dawn before Sandra and the client went to bed
and left me to fall asleep in my wall chains.
The early part of Sunday was much the same too. I was delegated to do all the
tidying up and eventually had some food and then use of the bathroom at about
2.00pm. This time I was only given two hours to get ready as the van was coming
at 8.00pm and the client wanted me for her personal use until then. Sandra had
gone back home by the time that the client collected me from the bathroom to
entertain her for the rest of the day.
She knocked on the door and ordered me to close my eyes before she entered.
When she came in she tightly tied a blindfold around my eyes. I could smell her
perfume, it was even more exotic than that she had worn previously and I felt
the soft touch of fur on my face. She put my slave chains on me, but this time
with my hands behind my back, and tightened my corset, disconnected my slave
collar from the chain and reconnected it to a lead chain. She led me out of the
room and, blindfolded, I hobbled along behind her.
We did not go far, just along the landing to a bedroom where I was ordered to
kneel down. She took off my blindfold and apologised for messing up my hair. I
could see that it was a huge bedroom, all in white, with a superb double bed.
She too was dressed in white, in a sumptuous white ankle length fur coat at the
bottom of which I could see her feet clad in white patent leather with high
stiletto heels. She gave me a Sildenafil tablet and then smiled at me broadly
before standing about a foot in front of me and slowly opening her coat. What a
glorious sight beheld me! Her breasts oozed out of a white satin corset which
crimped her waist into the classic shape. Lace and satin trimmed suspenders held
her white silk stockings and her legs were clad in white patent leather thigh
boots. She wore no knickers and tugged my lead chain towards her vagina. "What
are you waiting for slut?" she asked as she enveloped both of us in her fur
coat. I tackled my task with some relish and took great pleasure in making her
moan and gyrate under the renderings of my tongue.
She eventually reached ecstasy with a gleeful shout as I felt her long red
nails dig into my shoulders. She moved away and sat on the edge of the bed. "I
am sure that you enjoyed being in control for a little time there", she said
"but now it's time for normal service to be resumed" and she indicated that she
wanted me to get on the bed. With my hands chained behind me it was more awkward
that usual to manoeuvre but I eventually managed to lie down on the bed where
she had indicated. She climbed on, straddled my thighs and steered my eager
penis deep into her.
We completely lost track of time before the doorbell rang and it was the hour
for me to be collected. She hurriedly dressed and led me downstairs into the
hallway where I was crated up again to take me back. The return trip was just as
uncomfortable as it had been going there and I was relieved to find that the
women allowed me to sleep on the bed in the cell rather than be chained to the
wall. I quickly fell asleep totally exhausted!
