Chapter 5: Elise

My routine for the next four days is the same. Each morning I report to Madame Nicole immediately after breakfast and I’m given the option of spending the day at Madame Rebecca’s mercy, or staying under Madame Nicole’s supervision. I don’t hesitate to choose Madame Rebecca each time. Any feeling of guilt I might have felt at offending Madame Nicole by my choice is eased when Brooke mentions that my choice means that Madame Nicole can spend more time with Slave Olivia, La Chatte Heureuse’s doctor and her preferred bedmate.

My body shows the tell tale signs of being caned and whipped, but Madame Nicole doesn’t show any sign of concern. Madame Rebecca is very skilful with the cane and whip and all of the marks on my body should fade quickly. Of course, I can’t sit down comfortably and I need to sleep face down. But that hasn’t deterred me in the least from choosing to be under Madame Rebecca’s thrall.

Unfortunately Madame Rebecca has left La Chatte Heureuse this morning. Even heiresses need to do some work once in a while. Despite her professed hatred of corporate meetings and the like, Madame Rebecca doesn’t neglect her family duty. On the positive side, Madame Rebecca intends to be back at La Chatte Heureuse for the last week of my stay.

Madame Rebecca has established a routine for me which she wishes Madame Nicole to follow. It’s harsher than the established La Chatte Heureuse routine for Bondage Slaves, but I’m okay with carrying out her instructions if it means I get to spend my last week here under her thrall. Madame Rebecca hinted that if our final week together proves satisfactory then there is the possibility of a longer term relationship between us. But to achieve that, I need to be trained further than either Madame Rebecca or Madame Nicole have done so far.

“Are you aware of Madame Rebecca’s list of requirements regarding your training?” asks Madame Nicole.

“Yes Madame.”

“And you agree to undertake this training over the next three weeks?”

“Yes Madame.”

“So that we are both clear about the training required, please state your understanding of what you need to achieve by the time Madame Rebecca returns to La Chatte Heureuse.”

“I need to be able to take a large strap-on cock in any of my three holes, Madame. I must be able to suck pussy so that I can bring a woman to an orgasm quickly. I also need to be able to take eight strokes of the cane on my arse, and six strokes of the whip anywhere on my body, without crying. I need to be able to withhold an orgasm until permission for me to come is granted. And if permission is refused, I must comply without complaint or accident. I must always use a chamber pot to piss and shit and, if ordered, drink my piss afterwards. And finally I need to be able to learn self-bondage so that I can securely tie myself up.”

“Good, you seem to understand what is required. This is on top of the daily run you need to complete. I believe you and Madame Rebecca have agreed a suitable course around the estate and the time limit allowed for you to complete your run.”

“Yes, Madame.”

“Then this is what we will do. I’ve arranged for Lady Helen to attend to your training on preparing your holes for the strap-on cock, and to further your training at sucking pussy. Madame Stephanie will attend to your training to endure the caning and whipping. She can test your knowledge of Slave presentation positions at the same time. I shall attend to your orgasm control and the self-bondage requirement. Lady Ruth will oversee and time your daily run. Your potty training doesn’t require any of us to oversee, so you are responsible for ensuring that you satisfy Madame Rebecca’s requirements by the time she returns.”

My daily routine is established with only minor variations depending on who is available at what time. I report to Madame Nicole first thing in the morning and she tells me the times at which I am to report to Madame Stephanie, Lady Helen or herself. My run is always done at midday as that is the time Lady Ruth finds the most convenient. There isn’t much unallocated time, but I often spend what there is in the E4 dungeon, either in a cell, or bound to an X-frame. Madame Stephanie undertakes her part of my training in the main building dungeon while Lady Nicole uses the meeting room in the Administration block for my self bondage sessions.

As part of my orgasm control training, I agree to wear one of the devilish vibrators that reduce Brooke to a wanton slut. My first few attempts at preventing an orgasm when the vibrators are activated prove to be miserable failures. More punishment weights get added to my nipple clamps, which are becoming a semi-permanent feature on my tits, and are often only removed at night.

Three weeks isn’t a long time to achieve everything Madame Rebecca requires of me, but I refuse to accept failure. My earliest successes are bringing Lady Helen to an orgasm with my tongue and being able to deep throat a strap-on cock. My pussy isn’t an issue but my arse hole still needs further widening. Larger and larger butt plugs are shoved into my arse.

By the second week of training I can bind myself into rope handcuffs and leg bindings which securely confine my wrists and legs. However, Madame Nicole isn’t happy until I can tie myself up so that I can’t undo my bonds by myself. Madame Nicole is patient and shows me the correct sequence to add each tie so that I am truly helpless by the time I am finished. A side benefit of my rope training is that I can now make a small harness to stop my tits from bouncing about while I’m out running.

It takes until the third week of my training before I can endure the required number of cane and whip strokes without ever crying. The cane strokes on my arse are no problem, but the whip striking my more sensitive parts is much harder to bear. But I eventually achieve the required target.

Which leaves my orgasm control. I know Brooke has been trying, and repeatedly failing, to control her orgasms. I initially made the mistake of believing I would have the same problem. But as soon as I put myself in the correct frame of mind and accept that my priority is to please my mistress, I find that I can command greater control over my body. I won’t deny that I find it hard to suppress the wonderful feeling the vibrator delivers, but I gradually gain the upper hand by mentally demeaning myself.

As for my potty training, I manage to overcome my initial embarrassment and my revulsion at drinking my piss. Madame Nicole even has me practise peeing and shitting in front of others, even though Madame Rebecca hasn’t specifically ordered it. In reality, every slave who needs to use her chamber pot at night in the Slave dormitory is relieving herself in public. The smell in the Slave dormitory can get quite odorous at times, and I’ve welcomed my occasional night spent in a dungeon cell.

While my training has focussed on the list Madame Rebecca left before she departed, I’ve faced other experiences during my time here. When I arrived, Madame Nicole told me that a five week stay as a Bondage Slave is unusual and extremely demanding. I can understand why. To most women choosing to stay here as a Bondage Slave, it is simply a game which they tire of playing after a few days. Of course I’m not the only one who regards my choice as a commitment to a full time lifestyle, but it seems that I’m one of the few who are able to make the mental adjustment necessary to make the experience truly worthwhile.

I’ve made friends with a few of the other Slaves, although most were only here for a week or so. A Slave called Marissa was particularly grateful for my support during our time together in the dungeon. Not all the mistresses are clear with their orders, nor consistent with their punishments. For some reason Madame Faye was particularly vague when issuing orders to Marissa and then harsh with her punishments. Marissa was beside herself with worry but I managed to pull her through her ordeal. She and I spent a few hours one evening wrapped in each others arms and fucking ourselves crazy. If Madame Nicole found out about my lack of orgasm control I don’t doubt she’d be very disappointed. But every Slave is allowed at least a couple of hours of relaxation each evening and there are no consequences for stepping out of line during that time.

I’ve only indirectly experienced being controlled by other guest mistresses like Madame Faye. The hefty membership fees of La Chatte Heureuse mean that no member of the club could be called ‘poor’. However, almost without exception, the visiting mistresses are extremely wealthy women, and nearly all make sure everyone knows it. They sometimes use their wealth as an excuse to break La Chatte Heureuse’s rules about the maximum amount of punishment that an individual slave can endure in a day. Every Slave knows that there’s little point in complaining unless a member of staff witnesses the incident. Madame Faye had a particular desire to discipline Marissa and she would use every justification possible to punish her. I managed to arrange it for Madame Stephanie to arrive in the dungeon in time to witness Madame Faye’s excesses with Marissa. I don’t know what was said between the two mistresses but Marissa was treated more fairly after that.

“Madame Rebecca is due to arrive at La Chatte Heureuse tomorrow morning,” says Madame Nicole to me on Thursday afternoon of my penultimate week here. “She has sent me a message saying that she wishes for you to agree to be her Chattel Slave for the remainder of your stay. Do you understand what that means?”

“A Chattel Slave belongs exclusively to one mistress,” I reply. “I’d wear a steel collar rather than my necklace.”

“Yes. The collar is the outward sign of a Chattel Slave’s status. But there are several important differences between a Chattel Slave and the other categories of Slave. La Chatte Heureuse doesn’t normally permit this arrangement unless the mistress and slave are in an established relationship and they arrive here together. Firstly, as a Chattel Slave, all limitations on the amount of punishment can you receive each day are removed. The rule that allows you a minimum of two hours relaxation each day won’t apply, and you will only be permitted to use the Entertainment building if Madame Rebecca allows it. You will sleep wherever your mistress decides. Meals aren’t guaranteed. In short, Madame Rebecca will own you body and soul while you are here. You don’t need to decide immediately, but have your answer ready when Madame Rebecca arrives tomorrow.”