Chapter 15: The Torment of Josh

Josh managed about six hours of sleep the night Crystal first slept on the training floor. Geneva had the duty that night, and made sure to listen out for any problems from Crystal. Crystal lay down on the Futon and tried to sleep, she tossed and turned a bit before settling down and sleeping.

In the morning, the rush started and Crystal like all novices, had trouble keeping up. Josh had no problems in the morning; he'd been doing this for a week now. Crystal kept glancing at Josh and trying to relax enough to go. Finally she managed to void her bladder and was in the shower with her back to Josh.

Jeannette, Diane, and Geneva were watching her to see how she responded. The morning routine, which was done without any nod towards gender, was a part of the test. If you could accept that everyone was a slave, then you were a slave too. If you couldn't you weren't.

At breakfast Crystal held up her collar and asked. "Could someone help me with this, and the cincher?"

"Sure Crystal." Jeannette said. "I've worn them too, they're kind of a pain to put on alone."

Jeannette put them on her and then sat back down. "OK, Josh, you've got Ballet this morning. Diane, you're in Oral Arts, and then the kitchen with Chef. Crystal you're first class today is Oral Arts too. Geneva, leave your radio on channel four, and the volume up, we'll call you if there's a problem."

Crystal nodded. "OK, I saw that on the first floor, that room right?"

Diane said. "Yeah, we'll go there together in a minute. I'm getting my ass kicked by station eight."

"Eight, I'm still getting burned by seven. Eight has to be a stone mother." Geneva offered.

Jeannette laughed. "It is, but wait until phase three, those stations all make eight look easy."

"I wondered why you were so good." Geneva said smiling.

Josh groaned. "I just got five, and am supposed to start six today, it took three days to get five."

Crystal just listened and watched them wide-eyed. Her blond hair was frizzy from not being dried by a blower, and she looked even younger than she was. These were the legends of the slave world, and she was truly in awe of them.

"Come on Crystal, let's go, Master awaits and we're always in a hurry." Diane said rising.

Crystal looked and she'd eaten about half the food. She sighed and followed Diane. They entered the room and found Master Thomas and Mistress Ann waiting for them.

"Crystal, come here, I'm Mistress Ann, and I'll be teaching you oral arts today."

"Yes Mistress." Crystal said.

"This is station one, and we'll be starting here. The trick to these stations is actually pretty simple, just follow the instructions, and do what it says on the screen here." Ann said pointing. "Kneel here and mimic what you see on the screen."

"Yes Mistress." Crystal said and knelt. Her neck was held rigidly in place, and it made the kneeling and licking tough, but she managed. After about twenty minutes she had task complete flashing on the screen.

"Good Crystal, that's not bad. Have you ever done that before? Licked a woman I mean."

"No Mistress, I've never been with a woman, only guys." Crystal said smiling. She was kind of proud of getting the station.

"Well, you'll have to take the collar off for station two, so let's take that off and the cincher, I'll put them back on you before you go."

Crystal stood and allowed Mistress to take her bindings off, and then knelt before station two. She worked hard and got Task complete again.

"Excellent, I don't think you'll have any problems with this at all." Ann said. "OK, that's enough for today, stand and let's get this stuff back on you."

"Yes Mistress." Crystal said.

Once it was back on her Crystal looked for Diane and saw she was already gone. "Mistress, what am I supposed to do now?"

"You're going to help Diane in the kitchen, like you did yesterday with Geneva, and this afternoon you'll help upstairs with the cleaning." Ann told her.

"Yes Mistress." Crystal said and was off towards the kitchen in a flash.

In the Kitchen she found Diane and said. "Hi Diane, I'm supposed to help you."

"OK, well come on Groupie, and grab an apron, we don't want tits in our food." Diane teased lightly.

Diane took the apron and put it on. Then she started to cut some vegetables for Chef. "Why do you call me Groupie?"

"Because you keep looking at all of us like we're some rock band." Diane said. "I don't mean anything by it. I'm sorry if it bothers you, I'll stop."

Chef was stirring a pot on the stove, and opened the oven to check on something there.

"I found three Masters before I came here. My Mom shut two of them down, and had the third one throw me out. She scared him into obeying her. I'd about given up hope of finding a Master anywhere who would take me, and train me, so long as I was under my Mother's thumb." Crystal said.

"I'm sorry." Diane said as she pulled a bunch of plates down and carried them to the Master's dining room. Then she returned. "So where did you hear about us?"

"On the net. There's a bondage website, and I would sneak there when Mom wasn't watching. I figured out how to disable her monitoring stuff." Crystal explained. "I read about you, and Jeannette, and Master Devon. Slave C wrote about Master Andre, and Mistress Rebecca too. She described this place, and the life that slaves had here."

"Slave C? Oh, that's Cathy." Diane said.

"Yeah, someone else called her that in the thread." Crystal explained. Turning to face Diane she said. "If it wasn't for Master Devon being beyond my Mother's power, I would be stuck there for years, and with six more years she'd have me committed for sure."

Diane saw the pain, and the relief both reflected in the girls face. "Why do you want to be a slave? I heard you were a trust fund kind. I grew up poor, well, sort of middle class. So did Geneva, and Jeannette. Why do you want to do this?"

Diane listened as Crystal explained. "I figured it out when I was fifteen, that this is what I wanted. I got caught when I was sixteen by my Mom. For three years I've had councilors and ministers, priests and puppets all tell me I was crazy to want this. One stuck me in a treatment center for four months, but after I turned eighteen, they had to cut me loose or take it before a Judge." Crystal sighed. "The more they tried to tell me I was crazy, the more I figured out about my Mom, and how she was manipulating me."

Diane walked over and put a comforting hand on Crystal's shoulder. Crystal continued. "When I heard of this place, my Mom had told me a couple months ago she would support my decision, and would assist me in finding a Master. I should have known she was playing me. I told her about this place and Master Devon. She made some phone calls, and then met Master Devon. That's when I figured out she was just pretending to understand and support me."

"I'm sorry." Diane said.

Crystal shook her head. She swallowed hard. "This place, all of you, are like a book come true. There isn't another place like this in the world, I know, I've searched the web for a hint of one. Nothing is out there. Not one whisper. This secret society they used to belong to could teach the CIA some things, because they're really secret. Not one hint of it. If I'm acting like a groupie, it's because you're all a dream come true. I'm really scared that I won't make it, that I'll be sent away, and my last chance for this will be gone."

Diane shook her head. "Don't sweat that, all you can do is obey the master, and trust them to do what they think is right."

Crystal looked at Diane, and with the Collar this was tough. "Yeah, it's just that if I'm out, I've lost my trust fund, and everything is gone."

"Well Groupie, I guess you better bust your ass then to do a good job." Diane said smiling. "Don't sweat it, I thought I was a lesbian for a few years, give it a week, and see what happens. How do you like it so far?"

Crystal smiled widely. "I love it here. The bathroom is going to be tough to get used to, but other than that, I love it here."

Diane went back to her prepping of the lunch for the Masters. "How did you like eating with the Masters yesterday?"

"I just sat and stared at them all. You have no idea what's out there. Cathy and several others swear that Andre is beautiful, but they didn't say how gorgeous he really is." Crystal gushed. "Mistress Rebecca's prowess in Ballet is legendary, and even Mistress Ann is being talked about."

Diane shook her head. "Now you know why I call you the groupie." She smiled at Crystal showing it was friendly. "You're like a puppy dog bouncing off the walls. If you had a tail, it would be wagging a hundred miles an hour."

Crystal blushed slightly and took the ribbing as it was intended, good-naturedly. "Ok, I guess I deserved that."

Chef spoke up finally commenting on the conversation. "I'm not one of the trainers, nor am I a slave. However, I think you're doing fine Crystal, you're just a teenager, and you're supposed to be exuberant at that age."

Crystal smiled her appreciation at Chef. "Thanks Chef."

"Yeah, she's pretty much a normal teenager, except she likes to be tied up and told to do things like blow Master and lick Mistress." Diane said grinning.

"I wouldn't mind a night with Andre." Chef said smiling. "He is gorgeous."

Crystal glanced at him and nodded as much as she could in the collar, and then went back to cutting.

At lunch the slaves sat in the dining hall and ate. Jeannette handed out assignments. "Josh, you're in Oral Arts. Mistress Ann will be there to meet you, Master Thomas will be a few minutes late."

"OK." Josh answered between rapid bites of roasted potato wedges and chicken.

"Crystal, you're in Ballet, and Diane, you've got to meet Master Thomas in room two." Jeannette finished.

"I'm in the Kitchen." Diane said.

"I know, this will only take a couple minutes, and then you're back in with Chef." Turning to Josh. "How far did you get on the sleeping floor?"

"I ran the dust mop, and got the sleeping rooms cleaned." Josh said. "I didn't get to the bathroom or the brass."

Jeannette nodded. "I'll be up there shortly to get started. Crystal, when you're done training, use whatever time you have before dinner and start sweeping and mopping the training floor. I've already done the staff wing, and the VIP wing, so that just leaves the slave sleeping and training wing."

Crystal nodded as she sipped some juice and dug in to the bowl again. Jeannette turned back to Josh. "You're getting a break tonight, sleeping in your regular room, more sleep training in a day or two, Master doesn't want you to be a complete zombie."

"Thank you God." Josh said seriously.

"Crystal, no playing with any other slaves and no masturbating." Jeannette said next.

Crystal looked wide-eyed at Jeannette afraid she was being accused. "I'm not, I swear it."

Diane laughed. "The rest of us know the rules, you don't. That's all she was doing."

Crystal smiled and finished her bowl. "Ok, I'm off to Ballet. Wish me luck in pleasing Mistress Rebecca."

"No one is that lucky." Josh answered.

Crystal put her tray on the buffet line and left the room. She heard Josh getting up behind her and was happy she was one of the first done. She walked into Ballet and found Mistress Rebecca waiting for her.

"Well, Crystal is here early, that's a nice surprise." Rebecca said nodding. "Now, if I take those things off, are you going to be slouching about?"

"I'll try not to Mistress." Crystal answered.

"We'll leave the collar on then." Rebecca said.

Diane arrived at room two and saw she was right. Room two was anal training. She gulped and steadied her butterflies and opened the door. She found Master Thomas setting some things out, apparently for her.

"Slave Diane, excellent. I think I told you I was going to see to your training in this personally." Thomas said in greeting.

"Yes Master." Diane answered. She felt a rush of excitement, and fear at the thought of this. It was so scary.

"Now, over the table here, and slave ass." Thomas said.

Diane complied and tried to relax. Master Thomas set a small anal plug before her. It was perhaps as big around as a thumb. "This is your first plug Slave, and as you can see, it's very small, that's how we begin, small."

"Yes Master." Diane said. Relief evident in her voice. She'd cleaned this room once, and saw the huge plugs, well big anyway, that were in the cabinet, and she had almost screamed in terror. This really scared her.

Thomas coated the plug with some lubricant and said. "This will just slide right in, and you'll be surprised how easy it is."

Diane didn't answer, she was still nervous. Thomas gently rubbed her ass, rubbing her asshole with his finger, smearing more of the lubricant. He spoke gently to her. "Just relax Diane, relax and let this little plug find its way home."

Diane felt it start to push into her, and she resisted the urge to tighten herself, focusing on being relaxed and then it was past her ring. She could feel it, and it was strange, but it didn't hurt.

Thomas had used a lubricant with a desensitizing additive. He knew it wouldn't hurt, but he wanted it to be absolutely painless for Diane.

Once it was seated properly, Thomas ran the straps around her waist, and then through her crotch to secure the plug in. "This will keep it from falling out. It's locked on, so you'll need a Master, or Jeannette to release it. If it starts to hurt, or gives you any problem, just call one of us, and we'll let you out of it OK?"

"Yes Master, I thought it would hurt."

"I know you did, and I promised you it wouldn't and that's why I'm doing it personally, I want to make sure it didn't." Thomas said. "Back to work slave."

Diane smiled and bowed her head. "Yes Master." She walked a little strangely in the belt. It was a piece of thick leather between her legs, pulled tight, with an opening over her pussy for taking a leak. The plug was unable to get out, secured into her by the strap. She felt like there was a much larger plug inside her, a big old stick up her ass.

In the Kitchen Chef took one look as he finished putting the cold stuff away and then looked at her for an answer.

"Anal training. Master Thomas has me wearing a plug." Diane answered.

Chef nodded. "It's just strange to see you wearing anything. Let me know if you like it as much as I do." Then he went to his room. He got a couple hours between Breakfast and Lunch, and again between lunch and dinner to chill in his room. The slaves did the cleanup, and he no longer saw to it.

Diane started working, and she found herself dancing now and then, trying to get used to the plug, and the strap.

Geneva came down and took one look at her and nodded. "I figured they were going to start training us for that sooner or later."

"It feels really strange, but doesn't hurt."

Geneva grabbed a bowl that was in the fridge and ate it after putting it in the microwave for a minute. She sat and chatted with Diane while she ate and Diane cleaned. They talked about the news, there were papers and magazines in the day room, and they were supposed to at least glance at them from time to time.

Diane filled Geneva in on Crystal and then they wondered if Josh would make it tonight.

Crystal was at that moment trying to keep from crying any more. Mistress Rebecca's reputation was that she didn't spare the lash of the cane, and she wasn't. It stung and left a wicked pink welt where she got hit.

"Slave, if I have to tell you to take smaller steps one more time, I'm going to chain your ankles together until you learn this task." Rebecca growled. "Try it again. Slave walk across the room."

Crystal started to walk taking shorter steps, and then was lashed across the ass for bending over to see her feet. She straightened her body and was lashed across the shins for taking steps that were too long.

As she started to sweep the hallway, she found the eighteen-inch chain made it difficult to really get a rhythm going. She had to shuffle her feet constantly, and was just getting the hang of it when she started to mop.

Devon listened to the report from Rebecca and nodded. "So she's wearing ankle chains, and a posture collar?"

"Yes, she's got the worst posture of anyone I've seen in a very long time. It's like she can't walk without watching her feet. I have no idea where she got that habit, but I'm going to break it if it kills her." Rebecca said.

Devon nodded. "How's her attitude?"

"I really laid into her with the cane today, and she didn't buck once. She had tears of pain and frustration, but not one buck." Rebecca answered.

Devon nodded again considering. "Let's try it a little lighter tomorrow, and see if she gets cocky. Don't give her a pass unless she earns it, but a little lighter on the lash."

Rebecca nodded. "We're trying to see how she responds?"

"She was raised a princess, and swears she's a slave at heart. I'm having a little trouble getting my head around it."

Diane knocked on the door and when ordered, entered. "Master, Geneva relieved me in the Kitchen, she's up, and suggested that I talk to you about Crystal."

Devon nodded and waved her in. "Go ahead, what's on your mind Slave?"

Diane knelt and then filled him in on their conversation, and on what was said.

"A puppy?" Rebecca asked looking at Devon. "That's about right for a teenager though."

Devon nodded. "Thank you Diane. Is there anything else?"

"No Master. I think she's scared, but she wants to do this." Diane shrugged. "We just thought you should know."

Devon nodded again. "Thank you for bringing this to me Diane. It helps me understand her a little better. You can go back to your chores now."

Diane stood and left the office, closing the door behind her. Devon turned to Rebecca and raised an eyebrow.

"Lighter tomorrow?" Rebecca asked.

Devon shook his head. "Push her, let's see where her tail tucks."

Rebecca nodded. "It's a little early for that don't you think?"

Devon nodded. "Her decision may have a lot of repercussions, for her and us, and I want to know she's making the right one."

Rebecca nodded. "Pedal to the medal it is."

When informed of this later Ann balked. "Wait a minute Devon, she's not ready for extreme yet. This is her first full day."

Devon blinked at her for a moment and then looked around the table. "Ann she's walking away from a trust fund, one her Mother can eliminate like that." Devon snapped his fingers.

"So what? She deserves to be treated like a student, not a princess who's giving up her crown." Ann protested. "We wouldn't do that to any other student, treat her like the others, that's what she needs, and deserves."

"Ann. I don't think you understand." Devon began.

"Oh I do. You can't believe she's walking away from the life of the rich and pampered to be a slave. So you're going to push her to see if you can get her to quit. Sure you can, but is that what she wants? Or is it what you want?" Ann insisted.

Andre looked at the clock and said. "Forgive me, but I have to go torment Josh now, and if I may, I think that both of you have a good point." Andre stood and walked out.

"I've got to go let Diane out of the belt before she torments Josh." Thomas said. "I know we don't get a vote, so I'll just walk out now."

Ann had her steam up and wasn't turning away for anything. "Let her do this for the week Devon, that's what you said. We wouldn't push anyone else like that for any reason. Let her have the week damn it."

Devon looked at her and sighed. "Rebecca, rescind the extreme day, normal training."

"Yes Devon." Rebecca said.

"Thank you Devon." Ann said softly.

Devon nodded and rose himself. "If you want to see Josh tormented, you have time."

Ann shook her head. "No, I think he passes with Diane because he's not attracted to her. I think he's hot for Geneva."

Devon stopped and turned towards her. "What?"

"Geneva, she's been working out for years in the Army. Her shoulders are almost masculine. She's been working out daily for something like seven years. Don't tell me you didn't notice. Jeannette and Diane are girls, and they look like girls. Geneva is a former soldier, and has broad shoulders from the physical training." Ann said like she stated the obvious.

"Rebecca, do you think we missed that?" Devon asked.

"He's bi sexual, but he's mostly gay, is that it?" Rebecca asked.

Devon nodded. "If he's attracted to masculine traits, Geneva is kind of butch. She still has that tomboy feel about her."

Rebecca looked at Ann and asked. "When did you figure that out?"

Ann looked down. "After he passed Jeannette, I realized that Geneva was more muscular, more masculine in a way, and even with squirming, which is what he said Geneva did to break his concentration, he passed her. Same techniques, different people doing it."

Devon waved at them and they went into the office. "We have to test this."

"How did he respond when you passed him from phase one?" Rebecca asked.

"He didn't scream ouch, but I don't know otherwise. He's in the bag." Devon said.

Andre walked in and seemed surprised to find them in the office. "He passed again tonight, six minutes this time." He smiled at the group as he relayed the information.

"We're starting to wonder if he's attracted to Geneva."

"He didn't pass Jeannette the first night." Andre protested, as he was brought up to date on the discussion.

"No one passes the first night, they're always excited about getting a hummer." Devon said.

"Want to bet he can hold out against Geneva tomorrow night?" Ann asked.

Andre listened to the overview and sighed as he sat. "I didn't even think of that, Geneva's more athletic." Then he considered. "Diane has a body that is almost boyish though, her breasts are very small, and her body has very little curve to it."

"Tomorrow night, let's try something new." Devon said. "Let's let Jeannette at him again, and this time, I want her to use level two tricks."

Andre raised an eyebrow. "How long?"

"Wait a minute." Devon said considering the situation anew. "We're doubting ourselves, and trying to find a way that we can prove or disprove our assumption. When he had Jeannette for ten minutes, he didn't make it. When he had Diane who only has the first half of phase two, he didn't last ten minutes. Diane and Jeannette don't arouse him less; he's just able to ignore them better. Let's figure out what Geneva's doing that the other two aren't."

Ann frowned. "I was looking only at the first half, the getting him erect."

"No, you were doing it right, looking at it from a fresh point of view. None of us noticed the connection, and you're doing your job, bringing it to us." Devon said.

The group talked for another hour tossing ideas and finally it was decided that there was only one way to find out, they had to test Geneva to see what she's doing.

Devon glanced at the clock and sighed. "It's past ten so let's call it a night. I'll get us to test the girls tomorrow."

Ann had agreed early on to this idea, since that was the only way to do it. However there was concern that the girls would feel as if their dedication and ability to follow orders was being questioned. Devon said that could be allayed by explaining the purpose, was to double check that everything was being done the way that master wanted, no one would get in trouble, even if Geneva was using higher level tricks than she was supposed to without thinking of it.

At six forty, Jeannette knocked on Devon's door to receive her orders. "Good morning Jeannette."

"Good Morning Master." Jeannette replied.

"OK, let's get them up and running. Josh to Ballet, Crystal to Oral arts. I want Geneva in Live test room one, and I want Diane in arousal training, I think her rings can take it." Devon said. "After arousal I've have her back in Oral arts this morning."

"Yes Master. I guess I'll be in the kitchen with Chef?"

"No, you'll be around Admin. There's a question as to why Josh responded to Geneva, but not to you, or Diane. Master Andre is going to test her oral arts, first phase one, and then as far as she's gotten. It shouldn't take too long, and then she'll be in to start clean up and lunch prep. There is nothing wrong. In fact, ask her to come see me before the showers, I'll push her breakfast back if need be." Devon said.

"Yes Master, Geneva to you, and then hygiene." Jeannette said.

"Go to it Jeannette."

Jeannette was off and running getting the girls in the staff room up. Geneva looked confused but obeyed. She hit the restroom on the staff level to empty her bladder and then reported to Master Devon's room.

"Come on in Geneva, and relax. You aren't in trouble, nor have you done anything wrong." Devon began. "We were talking last night trying to figure out why Josh responded to you, but not Jeannette and Diane after the first night."

Geneva knelt before Devon as he spoke understanding this was going to take more than a minute. "He said I squirmed around, and he couldn't ignore me Master." Geneva said.

"Jeannette squirmed, so did Diane, and he didn't respond to them. We think he's attracted to you, or you are possibly, and definitely unintentionally doing something above phase one."

Geneva shook her head with her eyes open wide. "Oh no Master. I've only done phase one. I tested again to make sure that I knew what it was."

Devon held up his hand. "I just said you're not in trouble. Like Jeannette and Diane, you would not knowingly disobey us for anything." Devon said gently. "Master Andre is going to give you a quick test, and once we rule that out, we suspect that it may be that Josh likes you."

Geneva smiled a bit. "Yes Master."

Devon looked at her for a moment. "You think he likes you?"

"Yes Master. He tends to pay closer attention to me. At least, I think he does."

Devon chuckled. "We should have saved ourselves the trouble of talking about it for an hour last night and just asked you. Why do you say that?"

"When we were cleaning the hallway Master, he kept looking at me and then screaming as he hit the pins." Geneva said.

Devon nodded. "Thank you Geneva, for now let's double check that with Master Andre after breakfast, and then you're in the Kitchen. You can clean up here this morning, and join the others at breakfast."

"Yes Master." Geneva said. She had a huge smile.

"You like that he likes you Geneva?" Devon asked as she started to close the door.

"Master, I know you'll use it to further his training, and I love serving the Masters." Geneva answered with a bit of a wicked smile.

Devon chuckled as Geneva closed the door to his wave.

As he filled them in at breakfast Ann nodded. "OK, so we're right, he does like Geneva. So what do we do now? Have him test with her every night, or do we keep them apart?"

Devon looked around the table. "I say we torment the hell out of him."

Rebecca laughed. "I was about to say the same thing. In fact, we can torment Geneva while we're tormenting him. Two with one stone."

"We'll look at it later, for now, get to class and teach them something." Devon said.

Crystal shuffled to her first class, taking small running steps with the ankle chain in place. She got to Oral arts and again found Mistress Ann waiting for her.

Diane watched Crystal go into Oral Arts and then continued down the hall to Arousal training. Master Thomas was waiting for her. "Good morning Slave Diane, hop up on the table, and let me check those rings first." Thomas said.

Diane sat on the table and then positioned her legs in the provided stirrups. "Master, Geneva checked them last night, she said they were still a little pink, and needed another few days." Thomas quickly strapped her legs, and then her waist to the table.

Thomas looked at the rings and then rubbed one turning it slightly, then the second one was turned. He nodded to himself. "She's right, another few days and you'll be humping like new, but we're not going to be playing with them exactly." Thomas began. He walked around to her head and sat on a stool looking down her body. "We're going to explore your mind, and find out what turns you on today."

Diane glanced up at him and then looked away sheepishly. "Yes Master."

"Diane, I understand that everyone has a favorite. My favorite color is green. My favorite band is the Rolling Stones." Thomas said simply. "Which Master is your favorite?"

Diane bit her lip and looked worriedly at him. "I don't have a favorite Master, I love you all." Jeannette had been specific in telling the slaves may have a favorite they didn't belong to any one master, but to them all.

"Jeannette's favorite is Master Devon. She loves me, and loves the rest of us. She would happily obey us in any thing we told her to do. She loves Master Devon above us all though, he had a lot to do with her training though, so that makes sense. There's nothing wrong with that, so long as you don't think you belong to any one Master." Thomas explained as he brushed some hair away from Diane's face.