Chapter 90: Melissa: Mixing Work and Pleasure

Melissa

I check in with Chloe before breakfast. I’ve a busy day ahead, even without the added duty of overseeing Amber. Now that I’ve transferred to the Mistress caste, Helen is arranging for me to be assigned a bed in the Black cats staff dormitory with Chloe, Nicole, Helen and the other mistresses. I’ve mixed feelings about moving dormitories despite it meaning I get to sleep in the same one as Chloe. If anything, it’s going to be a torment, being so close to my betrothed, but not able to be intimate. Our pending wedding is still a closely guarded secret to all but a few.

“How was your first night as a Mistress?’ asks Chloe.

“I don’t think the change has fully hit home yet. Besides, I slept in my bed in the White cat dormitory last night, and I’ve still to choose clothing for my new caste. The temporary dress I chose last night isn’t really my style.”

“I think you look okay in that,” says Chloe, risking an intimate touch of my arm, and peeking down the top of my dress.

“It feels like a tent,” I laugh. “If I had larger tits and a rounder arse, then I might fill the void, but I need something that’s a tighter fit.”

“Hmmm. Perhaps. Have you got time to pick something out this morning?”

“No. I’ll need to leave that until later in the day. I’ve arranged to meet Amber at eight-thirty, and Kirsty at eleven. She and the work party Rebecca is organising will be ferrying the first pallets of building supplies for the E4 refurbishment. The contractors arrive tomorrow morning, so I need to check everything is ready by tonight.”

“Well you can always get Amber to help you,” says Chloe. “She’s chosen to be a Bondage slave, but that doesn’t prevent her from being put to work.”

I consider Chloe’s advice about using Amber to help me. Our preliminary discussion last night didn’t give me any clear pointers as to Amber’s fetishes, beyond her enthusiasm to try anything. Well, perhaps we can test her resilience at being made to work after a couple of hours in the dungeon.

Amber is waiting for me in the Common Room when I arrive. She’s tied her copper-red hair in a high ponytail like yesterday, so I presume that’s her preferred hairstyle. She’s understandably nervous about the day ahead and I do my best to portray confidence in my ability to deliver the expected experience.

“I presume from the look of you, that you exercise regularly,” I say.

“Yes, Madame. I visit the gymnasium three or four times a week when I’m at home.”

“Well, we can’t have you getting flabby, so we’ll spend an hour in the gymnasium in E5. You can impress me with your athleticism.”

We move across to building E5 as a dozen slaves start assembling in the Common Room for their morning’s work duty. With the need to get everything ready for the contractors arrival tomorrow morning, nearly all the slaves on the island will be assigned to work groups either this morning or this afternoon.

Once we are in the gymnasium I have Amber strip naked so that she experiences something different from her regular workout. I set her running on the treadmill while I practise lifting weights nearby. Weightlifting is an exercise I first started doing with Madame Natasha, a former amateur weightlifting champion. These days I’ve progressed to lifting ten kilogram weights. My leather dress is uncomfortable for doing exercise, so I strip down to my panties before continuing.