PART V
Training at Mistress Calista's
The school year was approaching the Thanksgiving holiday break.
Robert's studies were continuing in a satisfactory manner and the extra
activities with his Mistress were also very much on track. He had
overheard Agnes and Jane discussing a cruise to the island of St.
Thomas for the Thanksgiving holiday. Robert expected to be taken along.
He mentally selected clothes he would take, and the fun he would have
with his Mistress, Aunt Jane and Aunt Martha. He wondered if Ellen
would also be taken along. Secretly he hoped that she would.
Robert was studying in his room when Agnes came in and sat next to him.
"Hello, Mistress Agnes, you look troubled. Is something wrong?" Robert
said.
"No, Robert, there is nothing wrong, but, I do have something to tell
you." Agnes replied and took his hand in hers. "You know that Jane,
Martha and I are planning a short cruise to the Caribbean during the
Thanksgiving holiday. We do not plan to take neither you nor Ellen with
us.
"Ellen will go home to her parents and you will visit a friend of mine
in New York City. I am sending you to her for additional training. She
will pick you up at the airport and return you there for your flight
home before school starts a week later. Her name is Mistress Calista
and I'm sure you'll enjoy her, Robert." He was stunned. He had expected
to go to St. Thomas, but he accepted his Mistress's command without
question. "Since your cruise starts in two days, I'd best start packing
for my trip to New York, Mistress." Said Robert.
"No, Robert, you won't need to pack. You'll wear your suit and tie for
the flight there and back. Mistress Calista will provide all the
clothing you'll need during your training. Your flight leaves at noon
tomorrow." Agnes told him as she got up to leave. "Goodnight, Robert."
She said as she left the room. Robert was visibly hurt, as he had
looked forward to the trip to St. Thomas. He could feel his eyes
getting moist, but successfully fought crying. He decided to be a good
soldier, follow orders and suffer his fate.
The huge jumbo jet sped effortlessly through the cloudless skies.
Robert sat in a window seat watching the ground far below. He wondered
about his upcoming training and what it would entail. The decision to
send him to another Mistress, even for a week, was incomprehensible to
him, as he thought that Agnes would train him with help from both Jane
and Martha. His thoughts were interrupted by the announcement that the
plane was descending in preparation for landing.
Robert walked hurriedly through the massive JFK airport toward the
terminal lobby entrance. He was to meet Mistress Calista there. Agnes
had sent her his photograph so she would recognize him. He was to stand
inside the lobby near the baggage area. Robert's apprehension precluded
him from any, but the most cursory, sightseeing of the airport. He was
concerned about his training and the Mistress Calista that would
provide it. He stood nervously near the car rental agencies when he
heard someone call out his name.
"Mr. Robert Stone?" Asked a man, dressed in a chauffeurs' uniform.
Robert nodded yes and the man asked that he follow him. They walked out
to the curb to a shining new Cadillac limousine, with darkly tinted
windows. The chauffeur opened the door for Robert. He stepped inside to
see three women beautifully dressed in fashionable silks and satins.
"Hello, Robert." Said a very pretty black haired woman, who sat in the
center of the massive back seat, with two other women sitting on either
side of her. "I'm Mistress Calista." She stated as the door closed
behind him. Robert sat down in a leather seat facing the women. "This
blond lady is Mistress Cassandra and the red hair belongs to Mistress
Cerces." Said Calista crisply.
She directed the chauffeur to drive on and raised the dark partition
between the passenger area and the driver to provide them with privacy.
"Now, Robert, please remove your tie completely and place this around
your neck." Calista said, handing him a studded leather collar
containing several evenly spaced steel rings.
Robert quickly moved to obey, as he buckled the collar. Cerces leaned
toward him and placed a small padlock on the collar and locked it
securely. Calista smiled approvingly at the speed with which Robert
followed her orders. "Remove all your clothes. I want you completely
naked." Calista ordered. Robert hastened to comply. Mistress Cassandra
gathered all of Robert's clothing, opened the partition and placed them
on the seat in the custody of the driver. She closed the partition and
smiled approvingly at Robert, naked and nervously wondering what would
follow.
"Robert," began Calista, "For the next five days you will be
completely, totally and absolutely subservient to me and my two
assistants, Cassandra and Cerces. You will obey all of our commands
immediately without question and will speak only with permission. You
will endure everything we provide, or visit on your body, without any
undue cries or expressions of discomfort or pain. You may not gaze on
your Mistresses nor look them in the eyes without permission.
"Further, you will always kneel in the presence of any Mistress unless
ordered otherwise. You may kneel now, as I continue." Robert complied
as Calista went on, "I expect you to resist coming with every fiber of
your will and you will be punished if you do not. Obviously, you may
only come with permission. All of your activities will be videotaped
and provided to Mistress Agnes at the conclusion of your training. Do
you understand?"
"Yes - -." Robert started to say when Calista slapped him forcefully on
his face, startling him.
"Never speak without permission. If you are not given permission to
answer a yes or no question, you will nod, yes or no! Do you
understand?" Calista told him. Robert nodded yes and lowered his eyes.
He could hear the silk and satin rustling as he looked at the limousine
floor. He felt someone grasp his ears and pull his head upwards to see
that the three women were naked.
Robert briefly saw Calista's large swaying breasts as she pulled his
head between her legs to her cunt. "Service me, Slave!" She commanded.
Immediately Robert's tongue sought out her cuntlips and clit to lick
and suck them.
Calista moaned with pleasure, as Robert felt thumbs and forefingers on
each of his nipples. As his nipples were being pinched, pulled and
rolled, he felt a hand wrap about and masturbate his now hard cock, and
another hand begin fondling his balls. As the Limousine sped across
bridges and through the city, Robert continued servicing Mistress
Calista.
She squirmed and gyrated and pulled Robert's head closer, as she ground
her hairless cunt into his mouth. Her moans and squeals preceded an
explosive orgasm that spewed her cunt juices over Robert's mouth and
tongue forcing him to swallow her offering of cunt nectar.
When Calista's orgasm subsided, she quickly switched places with
Cerces. Robert was now ordered to service Cerces in the same manner as
Calista. Cerces agonized deliciously at Robert's servicing tongue, as
Cassandra and Calista continued fondling and masturbating Robert. He
could feel his balls boiling with semen that demanded release. Robert
fought successfully to prevent coming without permission.
Cerces cried out with pleasure as her orgasm racked her body violently.
She came a second time as Robert flicked his tongue across and about
her engorged clit. As her orgasm subsided, Cerces exchanged places with
Cassandra who immediately brought Robert's mouth to her cunt.
Robert serviced Cassandra while he feared that he might come from the
fondling and masturbation of his cock and balls. He could feel Mistress
Calista redoubling her efforts in masturbating him. Her fingers and
palm, rubbing his engorged and bulbous cockhead, were bringing him
closer and closer to orgasm.
He feared the unknown punishment, he would surely receive, if he came
without permission. He tried to struggle against the wonderfully adept
hand stroking his cock, only to feel the hand around his balls
momentarily telegraphing that it could easily crush them. Robert
stopped struggling and resigned himself to try to continue servicing
Cassandra while mentally trying to avoid orgasm.
Mistress Cassandra screamed as her orgasm exploded. Concurrently,
Robert could no longer sustain his resistance and he too erupted in
orgasm. His come spewed forth in thick creamy volleys that spilled onto
and coated the plastic film on the limousine floor. He moaned as his
cock and balls throbbed as they expelled globs of semen with each
spasm. Cassandra moaned in pleasure as her orgasm subsided and she
released Robert's head and breathed heavily as she recovered from
orgasm. Robert looked down at the puddles of pearly white semen
accumulated between his knees on the floor.
"Look at me, Robert." Mistress Calista said as she raised his head to
look her in the eye. "You deliberately disobeyed me! You spewed your
miserable cock fluid on my limousine floor! More disgustingly, you did
it without my permission! You will be severely disciplined for your
lack of resolve, Robert. Oh, how disappointed Mistress Agnes will be
when she views this tape. What do you have to say for yourself,
Robert?"
"I'm truly sorry Mistress, I didn't mean to come, or soil your car, or
to disobey you, but your fingers n my cock - - made - -." Calista's
open palm slapped hard at his cheek, painfully interrupting his
response.
"Silence! You worthless slut-whore!" Exclaimed Calista. "Lick up your
despicable semen soiling my car's floor. It's lucky Mistress Cassandra
had the forethought to provide the plastic film or you would have
stained the carpet." She slapped him unsparingly again. "That will be
kind compared to the discipline you will receive later tonight." She
said, as she pushed Robert's face down to lick up the semen he had
spewed on the plastic film. Robert licked the salty thick come onto his
tongue and swallowed each globule he licked into his mouth.
When he finished licking up the semen on the floor, Cassandra wiped his
cock clean of semen with her finger and thrust it in Robert's mouth. He
licked the finger clean of his come and lowered his eyes to the floor.
Mistress Calista grasped his balls and clasped a light chain about them
and pulling it tight. The chain was so tight that it was painful, but
Robert dared not even whimper. The Mistresses were amused at his
obviously painful plight and they ignored him totally as they engaged
in small talk as the limousine sped on its way.
It was dusk when the limousine pulled into gated driveway and stopped.
The gate opened slowly and the limousine drove through onto a wooded
winding road. It was several minutes before a large stone mansion
appeared between the trees. After a few moments more, the limousine
pulled up to the front door of the mansion and stopped. A butler
hurried down the few steps to the car to open the door. "Good evening,
Mistress Calista, - - Ladies" Said the Butler as he helped the women
out of the car.
"Good evening, Edward," Replied Calista as she handed Edward the chain
she held in her hand. "Here, take this miserable excuse for a slave to
the dungeon." The Butler nodded as he took the chain and pulled harshly
on it to bring the naked Robert out of the car. "I'm famished, Edward.
Has cook prepared dinner?" Asked Calista.
"Yes Mistress. Dinner awaits you all." He replied.
"Wonderful. - - Oh, Edward. Feed this creature his gruel sometime
tonight, if you have a chance." Said Calista as she climbed the stairs
and entered the house. The other ladies followed her, as Edward pulled
Robert by the chain around his balls to a doorway on the side of the
house. His balls hurt as Edward roughly pulled at the chain.
Robert's balls were begging to swell from the tight constriction around
his balls. He tried to hurry to keep up with the butler, but his
efforts were thwarted as Edward merely lifted the chain eliminating all
slack. Robert's predicament worsened as he walked on coarse gravel on
his bare feet. His tormentor, Edward, chuckled as he pulled Robert to
the side doorway.
The doorway opened to a landing with steps leading up to the main house
and another set of stairs that led to the basement. Edward pulled
Robert down the basement steps. The basement was dimly lit, dank and
cold as Robert walked naked behind the butler. Edward stopped at an
oaken door, which was arched at the top, and opened it to reveal
another set of steps leading down to a sub-basement. Robert followed
the Butler down the steps. The sub-basement was warmer than the upper
basement, but still cool. There were several chambers with steel doors,
each with a small window that was sealed by a steel shutter.
Robert counted eight chambers as Edward stopped outside a chamber door.
Robert could hear other movements and noises coming from other
chambers, as Edward pulled him into the chamber he had just opened. He
ordered Robert to lay down on a wooden cot with a meager mattress. He
removed the chain from Robert's balls and hung the chain on a peg near
the door.
Next, he attached a leather collar, two inches wide and shaped as a
cone, about Robert's balls. The device had three small chains hanging
from the bottom of the collar. Edward hooked each of the small chains
to a larger chain hanging down from the ceiling and pulled it taut,
raising Robert's balls up. Any movement caused the device to pull at
his balls.
Next, Edward handcuffed Robert's wrists together, lifted them up and
attached the cuffs to the same chain hanging from the ceiling. Robert
was nearly suspended by the balls and wrists. Any body movement caused
severe pressure and additional pain to his restrained balls. Without a
word, Edward placed clamps on Robert's nipples and attached the chain
between the nipple clamps to the same chain hanging down from the
ceiling. Now his bondage was complete. He could not release himself and
any movement brought stabbing pain to his balls and nipples.
Edward extended Robert's torment by wrapping a wide leather wrap around
Robert's cock and fastened it tightly. The wrap contained multiple
metal studs on the inside,. The studs dug into his cock shaft and
cockhead causing severe discomfort. That device too, was attached to
the ceiling chain. Next, he placed and locked leg irons on Robert's
ankles. He completed Robert's plight by roughly inserting a thick butt
plug into Robert's asshole without benefit of lubrication.
Satisfied with his handiwork, Edward left the chamber closing the door
behind him, leaving Robert to consider his circumstances in the dimly
lit chamber. The tears welled up in his eyes and Robert openly wept at
the predicament forced on him by his beloved Mistress Agnes in sending
him here for further training. Robert tried to sleep, but to no avail.
He worried about his plight, as he was totally confused with the
circumstances in which he found himself.
Suddenly the door opened and Mistress Calista, followed by Cassandra
and Cerces, entered the room. The two lesser Mistresses raised his legs
by the leg irons and hooked them to the chain hanging from the ceiling,
leaving his ass cheeks totally exposed. Calista showed Robert a leather
strap with a handle on one end, with holes and raised metal studs on
the other. Calista smiled down at Robert and squeezed his cockwrap to
watch him squirm and cry out in pain.
"Now, Robert, you must pay for soiling my limousine with your
disgusting semen. You shall receive fifteen strokes of the strap for a
total of thirty." Said Calista. "Cerces shall video tape your
performance for Mistress Agnes' viewing. I suggest you comport yourself
stoically, so you do not humiliate her." Without waiting for a reply,
Calista struck him full upon the right ass cheek with all the strength
she possessed.
His scream resonated throughout the dungeon chamber, as the pain burned
into his body. His effort to catch his breath eluded him as the next
stroke seared his ass flesh. There was no breath in his lugs to give
voice to a scream, as he shuddered through the agony from only two
strokes. Mistress Calista paid no attention Robert's pleas for her to
stop, as she continued to strap his ass cheeks with all of her might.
He was moaning and crying from the strapping, while rivulets of tears
streamed from the corners of his eyes. His body lurched with each
stroke causing additional agony pulling at his nipples, balls, and
cock. Careful to avoid striking his balls, Calista continued until the
thirtieth blow landed on Roberts beet red ass cheeks.
Robert nearly fainted from the burning pain and his sobbing was barely
audible, as Calista released the leg irons from the chain and allowed
his legs to drop to the cot, adding pain to his already burning ass.
Calista patted his cheek as she grinned at him and bid him good night.
"This is what you have to look forward to, if you come without
permission again." She said sweetly. The three Mistresses quickly left
the chamber, slamming the door behind them. Robert was left to his
tears and pain. He sobbed for some time until sleep overtook his pain-
racked body and provided some sanctuary from his agony.
He felt something roughly shaking his shoulder to awaken him. It was
Edward, waking him up. Without speaking, Edward released Robert's arms,
nipples, cock and balls from the hanging chain. He removed Robert's leg
irons and helped him off the cot to stand upright. Robert was
disoriented and his aching body needed several moments to gain his
balance. Edward gave him the time needed to recover.
He fastened the guide chain around his Robert's balls, again. Next, he
suspended a heavy weight on the chains hanging from the leather cone
encasing his balls. The weights hurt his tender balls as Edward pulled
him out of the dungeon by the balls. Robert's arms ached from being
suspended from the chain and his cock and balls were sore from their
encasements. His ass cheeks still burned and though he could not see
them he knew they were bright red.
Edward led him to the center of the antechamber outside his dungeon and
pointed to a large wooden bucket in a corner. He motioned to Robert to
relieve himself in the bucket. Robert did as instructed, but could not
find any toilet tissue to cleanse himself. Edward, holding a water
hose, motioned for him to arise from the bucket and stand in the center
of the antechamber near a drain.
When Robert reached the drain, Edward turned the hose on him, showering
him with cold water and startling him as he shivered under the stream
of cold water. He had Robert turn around to cleanse his asshole as well
as the rest of his body. The cold water shocked to full consciousness
and soothed his still burning ass cheeks. When Edward felt that Robert
was clean, he shut off the water and tossed Robert a towel to dry
himself.
Robert was led, by the balls, up the stairs to the main part of the
house. Still naked he was brought into a huge dining room. The three
Mistresses were seated at the table along with several other people
that he had not met. Only Robert was naked and he was mortified
appearing before the other clothed guests. He was led to the end of the
long table where a pedestal stood and he was ordered to stand upon it.
The other guests hardly took notice of him as they ate their breakfast
and engaged in small talk. Mistress Calista tapped her knife on her
crystal glass causing it to ring out crisply each she tapped it.
"May I have your attention, ladies and gentlemen." Calista began. "This
miserable slut has been sent here for advanced training to better serve
his Mistress. His name is Robert. You all will have an opportunity to
witness his training and interact with him." She paused for effect then
continued. "Robert, these fine folks are my paying guests that have
come here to live out their own particular fantasy. You, and they, will
enjoy 'helping' each other realize their fantasy to satisfy their
cravings, achieve their orgasms and in the process, enrich me."
They laughed at Calista's remarks and she waited until they were silent
again. "The festivities for the paying guests will begin at sundown.
For Robert, his training will commence as soon as he is fed." She said
referring to Robert as a child or animal. She waved her hand dismissing
him and Edward pulled Robert off the pedestal and out of the dining
room leading him by the balls.
Edward brought Robert to the kitchen. There were three servants working
there, one man and two young women. Robert was mortified at his
nakedness, but the servants ignored him and continued about their work.
Edward handed the guide chain to one of the women and left the room.
"Hello, I'm Nell." Said the woman, as she sized Robert up.
"I'm going to teach you how to serve Mistress Calista and her guests."
Nell told him as she led him to a table at the corner of the room.
Robert tried to speak, but Nell quickly placed her finger over his
lips. "Only speak when you are commanded to, Robert. Learn this now and
your stay here at Mistress Calista's castle will not be as painful."
Nell spent the next five hours drilling Robert on the proper serving
techniques for tea, cocktails, dinner and other meals, and the correct
posture Mistress Calista demanded from her Slaves. "Robert, you must
always be naked and kneeling when Mistress walks into a room. Never
look her, or her assistant Mistresses, in the eyes unless ordered to do
so. Please don't be clumsy. If you drop or spill anything, expect to be
painfully corrected. When Mistress calls you, stop what you are doing
and drop to your hands and knees and crawl to her, with your head and
eyes down." Nell stopped and looked deeply into Robert's eyes. "Dear,
Robert, I hope you remember all I've told you."
She smiled at him and asked him if he was hungry. Robert nodded yes and
Nell told him to get on his knees and put his hands behind him. When he
complied she handcuffed his wrists behind him and fastened the chain
around his balls. She pulled him by the balls as he crawled on his
knees to a corner of the kitchen. Robert saw a bowl of water, and
another that the cook was filling with meatloaf. Nell pointed to the
bowls and told him to eat and drink quickly as Edward was on his way to
fetch him.
Robert, groveling like a dog, lowered his mouth to the bowl and swiftly
ate the food, then lapped up the water just as Edward entered the
kitchen. Edward took the chain from Nell and yanked Robert away from
the bowls. Nell quickly wiped his face as Edward pulled Robert on his
knees toward the Dining Room.
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