Chapter 7

Chapter Seven 10/05/15

The flat was had a completely different layout to the one above, lurching into a hallway where a cloakroom could be seen off to the right; David was helped into the lounge, this was a smart, stylish but comfortable room; with all the normal things you could expect to see in a modern home. Large Plasma TV, inviting cloth sofas, marble coffee table, fancy oak sideboard and crazy paintings; oil on canvas filled the walls.  A bronze life size statue of a naked man rested in one corner, the man was crouched down with a pole going up his anus and out of his upturned head; through the mouth, his hands were chained behind his back, the face set in fear and agony, the bulging eyes said it all.  The pole extended up another three feet to a football sized glass globe.  David realised it was a lamp.
They continued over a vast white rug and entered a very small bedroom.  It had a single bed with a pink patterned duvet, a small window with curtains that matched the duvet.  To the left of the bed there was a bedside cabinet with a pretty lamp and a windup alarm clock that had a smiling Micky Mouse on the face.  Mistress A helped him into bed, drew the curtains and left.  In seconds David was fast to sleep.  

He was awoken later by the bedside light being switched on.  Then he was taken to the cloakroom where he was permitted to use the toilet and then the shower.
Mistress A stood watching him the whole time, embarrassment ruled as he sat there exposed carrying out his most personable business.  "I've seen it all before" came the laughing response when he asked for privacy.  "Your now a slave so you have no rights" She stated grinning at his discomfort.  When he started to shower he was instructed to move the dial to cold.  "Don't want to waste money on you boy do we" Came the matter of fact statement.  Shaking with cold he was not allowed a towel. He just had to stand there and let the air dry him.  When he was considered to be dry enough he was escorted into the lounge; where he was hand fed 'Slave Food' while kneeling and allowed to lap water out of a dog bowl.  A return to bed then came, and again sleep came easily to him.

He must have slept through the night, deeply, his body attempting to repair the damage while he slumbered.  It was past midday before he awoke.  Laying there for some time unsure if he was permitted to get up he battled with his bladder, the bladder triumphed.  The lounge was empty so he crept to the cloakroom frightened of being discovered.  On his return to the lounge he saw her standing there.  Dropping to position three; he groaned with the pain of moving so swiftly. "Good boy, Two" came the instruction.  Moving into two, hands resting on thighs he waited patiently, the fight had gone from him, he just wanted peace between them.  Sensing this Mistress A smiled a big broad beaming smile and sat on the rich orange and brown sofa.  Leaning forward she then told him how it was going to be.
"We have three weeks and a bit before the first play event of the season is on, after that there are events and meetings every week.  We're fortunate that it's the summer and everything stops for the school holidays, it's given us precious time". Tapping her thigh with her left forefinger she went on. "By the time we go to a club we will have to have a routine ready, enough to convince everyone your a player, but not so much that you slip away into subspace and cannot do your job, which" She added "Is the main reason your here now and not dead"
David trembled at this, it wasn't the cold as the flat was warm.
"As I've already said I will give you two sessions a day, the rest of the time it's chores.  Can you cook and iron?" She enquired.
"Yes Mistress" came the confident response.
"Needle work boy?"
"No Mistress" came the swift reply.
Shaking her head she said "Tut tut boy, you don't get to use the N word ever to a lady, it's so negative and disrespectful, think of another way to reply.  Can you do needle work?"
David racked his brains, nothing came to light.  He looked up concerned and worried.
She looked down at him and decided not to punish him for looking up without permission she could see he was looking for help, guidance, that was exactly what she wanted.
"Try, I'm very sorry Mistress but I have little skill in needle work" she suggested.
David repeated the sentence followed by "Thank you Mistress" he was grateful and she knew it.
"As I was saying, once at an event I will try to get you to see every lady there, let's hope you find her quickly, this could take months, we only have until New Year's Eve, after that it will be too late".
David wondered as to why it would be to late but refrained from asking.
"As a professional dominatrix I have many rich client who come for treatment" The smile returned "sometimes you will help out, other times you will be sat in the large cage, other times down here doing chores, OK?".
"Yes Mistress" came the positive reply.
"Excellent" came the pleased reply, "I'm going to feed you and then leave you here, I have a six hour session with a very naughty boy and when I come down at Severn fifteen I expect a good hot meal to be ready.  You can top your water bowl up and use the loo if you need to.  No sitting on the furniture, no TV or Radio, got it?"
David assured her he had, thanking her again.
True to her word she hand fed him and left with a cheery "Bye boy".

It was hard getting up, the aches were not easing.  David found the kitchen at the second attempt, the first being a cupboard.  Carefully inspecting the well stocked fridge and freezer he made a plan of the meal.  Creamy Parsnip Soup, French Chicken Casserole with New Potatoes and Carrots, ending with his own signature pudding of White Chocolate Mouse.  He plunged into his task not even taking more than a few seconds to take in the fantastic view through the Window.  He said a private pray of thanks to Charles, who had in a few days had taught him so much without David realising.  Setting the table was easy, everything looked to be in the correct place.  Charles had been so anal about everything, David could now see why.  Hum drum jobs took up the rest of his time, washing up, clothes put in the machine, David checked the labels with care.  On finding the utility room he couldn't understand why there wasn't any ironing. In the end he gave up looking and went to check in the kitchen.

Exactly on schedule Mistress A walked in, David walked out of the kitchen and went into three.  The rapid order came move to two, followed by serve.  David rushed out of the lounge only to be called back to escort her to the dining room and do the chair thing for her.  Then it was back into the kitchen through the second door that led directly from the dining room and service commenced.  Mistress ate slowly working her way through the meal, David had time to pop into the kitchen and clean up a little as she ate.  Afterwards Mistress A reclined on a sofa, a large brandy swishing in a glass with a couple of ice cubes.  Looking down at the kneeling David she said "Well boy you're full of surprises". David beamed inside, grateful of the praise.  Maybe the social had helped, he was forced to do cookery classes. Free for him because of the circumstances.  The lady was French, kind but strict, David got on ok with her, other members of the course didn't. Towards the end there were just the three pupils left.
Switching on the TV on with the remote his new lady then motioned David to her.  He was allowed to sit on the floor with his back resting on the sofa and watch while eating the left overs.  He was so close he could have put his hand on her leg, but didn't of course.  By ten he couldn't help but yawn and was sent to bed via the cloakroom, with a mutual Goodnight boy, Mistress at the end.
The following morning David woke at eight as Mickey did his thing.  Clearly Mistress had set the clock after he had fallen asleep.  Getting up he padded into the lounge; finding a folded sheet of paper instructing him to freshen up in the cloakroom and finish cleaning up in the kitchen.  A breakfast of coffee and toast with butter was to be taken too her dead on nine. There was an underlined postscript 'COLD SHOWER!"

At nine he knocked and quietly stepped in.  The bedroom had a massive four poster, opulence and chinz would be the only way that David could describe the room.  Mistress A stirred and said "On the balcony boy". David opened the double doors and deposited the tray on the small bottle green round table, the sun was beaming the cloudless blue sky.  Mistress appeared in a silk dressing gown, sleepy and dozy, she waved a hand as an instruction to leave.  David went into the kitchen and just stood looking out of the window, he didn't know what else to do.

Eventually Mistress appeared in a track suite, she looked at him, he was so taken by surprise that he forgot to going into three.  Instead of shouting she just lifted her head as to say, oh well then.  Into the lounge they went, he going down before her.  She made a huge sigh and said "Ok let's start, position three is only mainly used when your in trouble or you meet your Mistress for the first time that day.  Clear?"  David started to nod before quickly saying "Yes Mistress"
"Normally you just curtsy as you come in and out of a room, a lady doesn't have time to waste telling you to get up every thirty seconds". She continued "If you've been out of her sight for a couple of hours it's better to do a two three two, OK".
David understood and said "Like the men who took Ahmed and the others away? I did mention that the other day" he added.
"Precisely" came the reply.
David was confused and asked "When Charles met his Mistress he went into two then three but started to kiss her shoes, how come"
Giving one of her wonderful smiles she replied "He was happy to see her and wanted to show his complete submission to her, always a wise thing to do with her" she said with a grin.
During the next fifty minutes David got to practise all the positions; curtsying took most of the time because he was not graceful enough. Looking at the handcrafted Georgian gold clock on the sideboard Mistress A got up and walked to the front door before saying "Enough for now I have a four hour session, I will eat up there, oh you can cook yourself a breakfast as a treat and you can sit and eat it with a spoon, I will be playing with you later so put a Casserole in the slow cooker". With that she left.

David did a jig into the kitchen, soon eggs, bacon etc were ready, he thought about a coffee but came to the conclusion he was pushing his luck and stuck to lapping from the bowl.  He sat on the balcony in her chair, enjoying the simple pleasure of sitting on a chair.
Finally he dragged himself up and commenced his chores.  At about five Mistress A appeared dressed in a PVC figure hugging bodysuit. "Get me out of this boy" she shouted as she entered "I'm sweeting like a pig"
David hurried out of the kitchen, did a half curtsy which she didn't seem to noticed and helped peal the layer off.  David could she she was dripping in sweet, he also couldn't help noticing she was naked underneath, and her body was hot in more ways than one.  The chastity device worked with cruel effect.  Noticing this She laughed out loud and then kept giggling.  David's ears burnt.  Leaving the suite where if had fallen Mistress A strode off for a shower, calling for a Squash as she got out.  David went into the bedroom and managed a better curtsy this time which was just as well as she was watching him more closely.  Sitting on the bed she flicked out a finger downwards, David took it to mean position two, he was right she looked pleased at that.  He was totally aware that his gaze now fell upon her most holy of places, it looked so inviting, it was obvious she had had a Brazilian.  The Chastity Device resumed its work, David felt totally frustrated.
"Let go boy, time for your first play session, follow hands and knees" She commanded and set of for the dungeon; striding completely naked across the floor without a care in the world.  David followed on as best as he could, dreading what was to come!.