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Chapter 8: Party Night.
“I'm sorry, Lady Nicole, but Mistress Faye has summoned me to clean up her suite,” says Brooke. “There’s nobody else here at the moment to cover the office while I’m gone.”
“Okay, I’ll keep an eye on things. Is there anything which needs doing while you’re gone?” I reply, noting that this is an example of what Monique and I were talking about less than ten minutes ago. It goes without saying that had Faye not ordered her own slave, Lillian, to be locked in the dungeon, then she wouldn’t be in need of Brooke’s help.
“I don’t know how long I’ll be gone,” replies Brooke. “There’s a shipment of food and other goods arriving on the barge later this morning which will need checking off against this list. Madame Stephanie has rostered six of the Slaves to help me move the supplies to the store. They will report here in a couple of hours' time and one of us will need to supervise their work. But hopefully I’ll be back here by then.”
While I’m happy to cover for Brooke, the whole arrangement where any Mistress can summon the Slave of her choice whenever she likes strikes me as chaotic and a disaster waiting to happen. Fortunately Brooke returns an hour later and my dubious skills at overseeing a work gang isn’t put to the test.
Because last week’s focus on reopening the Tower has delayed several routine tasks, the whole Slave caste has been ordered to work today to clear some of the arrears. By late afternoon a general calm has swept over the whole island after all the frenzied activity of earlier. Members of all castes are drifting towards the entertainment building, or amusing themselves elsewhere. The supplies which Kirsty delivered on the barge have all been moved into the storerooms. The availability of a couple of small tractors and trailers made that task a lot easier than I thought it would be. Finally I get a chance to talk with Kirsty about how we might manage the transport arrangements when we have many more members arriving on the island.
“What happens if either the bus or the boat are out of service, or if the weather is so bad we can’t make a trip?” I ask Kirsty.
“Weather isn’t usually a problem for the bus, even in winter. And it’s easy enough to hire a small bus if the need arises. We have a motorbike in one of the sheds where the bus is stored if we need to make a trip to fetch a vehicle from town. The boat is a bit more of a problem. If the boat breaks down or the weather is really bad then we are stuck until it’s repaired or the weather clears. Monique has agreed that we need a second boat and she may have found something suitable for sale. But getting it here will be tricky.”
I discuss my ideas about a schedule of trips that could handle the size of movements the expanded operation will require. Kirsty adds her own ideas and by the time we’ve finished, we are both happy with our joint plan. All we need to do now is convince Monique to part with some money to make it all work.
Saturday evening starts much like any other evening at La Chatte Heureuse. The three builders living here in our guest accommodation are again enjoying their own private evening meal in their quarters. Which means the staff evening meal is less inhibited since we don’t need to be on our best behaviour. After a hectic morning and afternoon, my own thoughts once again turn towards sex. I’m not the only one by the looks of it. Not that you can count Brooke’s constant invitation for sex as being anything out of the ordinary. But Judith and Grace seem less reserved than yesterday, and it wouldn’t surprise me if the evening turned into an all-out orgy.
After our meal Olivia, Brooke and Judith clear everything away. Once that’s done, the three Slaves assigned from building E4 are left to do the washing up and to clean up the kitchen. Olivia, Brooke and Judith rejoin our group, which has moved through to the recreation area near our dormitories.
“Nicole has been considering whether to move into the Mistress caste,” says Monique. “She might like to hear your advice on such a proposal.”
Brooke, Olivia, Judith and Stephanie are all for me changing, and offer nothing but words of encouragement. Ruth and Kirsty are more reserved in their views, but generally seem to support the idea. Only Grace advises caution and suggests that such a move might be premature. Of everyone here on the staff, it is Grace whom I have had the most difficulty getting to know.
Grace’s duties involve attending to the individual needs of those members belonging to the Mistress caste. Consequently, she has close involvement with many Mistresses and their diverse needs and demands. It would be easy to dismiss her concerns as representing a minority view, but her role gives her a perspective other staff members may lack.
“Why do you believe I should wait?” I ask Grace.
“The Mistress caste is the smallest of the three castes and, for the most part, consists of a wealthy and elitist group of women. I’m concerned that you’ll get treated like young Melody and be subjected to an uncomfortable initiation test. The other Mistresses won’t accept you as one of their peers unless you pass their stupid test. Fluff that test and they’ll make your life a living hell.”
“Do you believe that I can’t pass their test?” I ask.
“I didn’t say that. You seem capable of doing anything you put your mind to doing. But I can’t guarantee that you’ll like their test. Faye isn’t the only one you need to watch. There are other super-bitches who will spend time here from time to time. Your reputation is your best weapon and your only defence against wagging tongues. You need to be certain you can command their respect from day one.”
“Don’t scare Nicole off,” says Stephanie. “I’ve every confidence in her abilities.”
“As do I,” says Monique. “So have you decided yet, Nicole?”
“Yes, I have. Thank you all for your advice and your words of caution, Grace. However, I’ve decided to stick with my original decision and make the transfer to the Mistress caste.”
“Excellent!” says Monique. “Well, there’s no time like the present. Brooke, go and fetch a name necklace for Madame Nicole. Come with me, Nicole, and we’ll register you in your new caste.”
Within ten minutes I’m wearing a necklace with my name spelt in black letters, denoting my new caste. I also have full access to all the doors and gates around the place. A new leather top to replace my vinyl top is a task for tomorrow. By the time Monique and I return to the recreation area, everything is set up for a small celebratory party.
“Is it customary to throw a party when someone changes castes?” I ask Grace.
“There’s always an excuse for a party on a Saturday night,” replies Grace. “It’s just that your decision to change castes provides a better reason than usual.”
“There’s no alcohol or illicit drugs allowed on the island,” says Stephanie. “So parties tend to gravitate towards sex. But duty first, the Slaves in E4 need to be locked up for the night. Come with me, Nicole. Let’s see how much you remember from yesterday.”
Fortunately, I had expected to be doing a share of the morning unlock and evening lock-up routine for the Slaves in E4, although not quite so soon. I walk with Stephanie to the entertainment building to collect any Slaves playing there.
“What if a Slave wishes to spend the night in one of the games rooms?” I ask, recalling that Olivia had stayed with me last night.
“If there’s a Lady or Mistress with them, then that’s fine. Otherwise, it isn’t allowed.”
“How do you know which of these rooms are occupied by Slaves?”
“Put your hand over the lock panel without actually touching it,” demonstrates Stephanie. “See how the small display indicates who last opened this door. If it’s one of the staff Mistresses, then it will almost certainly have been opened for Slaves to enjoy their recreation time. Don’t worry if you can’t locate everybody. Slaves know that they must be outside their building by nine o’clock or they could end up spending the night outdoors or in the stables.”
“So why round them up like this?” I ask.
“It’s a way to check that Slaves aren’t trying to spend the night here when they aren’t allowed to do so. And it can be helpful when setting the work rosters for the next day to know who gets on with whom.”
“Am I going to be expected to set the work rosters?” I ask.
“Not for the moment,” replies Stephanie. “Grace, Judith and I have that fairly well covered. I think Monique is wanting you to oversee the slave quarters in the Tower once they’re in use.”
We follow the same routine as yesterday, including releasing the two Bondage Slaves in the dungeon. The cells are empty tonight, meaning Lillian has returned to her mistress. By nine-fifteen, Stephanie and I are back in the recreation room of our building.
The others haven’t bothered waiting for our return and there’s a general lack of clothing being worn by those in the room. Monique and Ruth are busy taking their pleasure of Olivia and Judith. Kirsty and Grace are entwined in each other’s arms. Only Brooke seems to be at a loose end, although her blatant invitation to me is hard to misinterpret. I was already getting aroused by the sight of so many delectable naked bodies in E4. I’m more than ready to participate in what’s going on here.
“I’m going to join Kirsty and Grace,” says Stephanie. “You can have Brooke all to yourself if you can handle her.”
I go over to Brooke, and in a moment of sheer lust, I put my hands on her tits. She is already very aroused and I nearly tip her over the edge into an orgasm.
“Strip, Slave,” I say, testing my newly awarded power.
Brooke doesn’t need telling twice and she’s naked in next to no time. Just as Olivia did last night, Brooke parts her legs slightly and puts her hands on her head. This must be a posture she and Olivia have been taught. I can’t fail to notice that Brooke has retrieved a few lengths of rope, which currently lie next to her clothes.
“Fix your hair into a bun,” I say.
Brooke obeys and then she resumes her position. I detect a difference between Brooke’s posture tonight and the way Olivia stood last night. I interpreted Olivia’s body language as indicating she wanted a gentler form of sex. Brooke’s posture tonight seems to be encouraging me to be more physical in my approach. I decide to test my insight and see if I’m correct. She undoubtedly wants me to tie her up, and I’m happy to oblige.
Brooke stands passively as I bind her arms and chest in a decorative but effective tie. It’s a variation of a rope harness and box tie which I’ve not previously tried. It’s not the most elegant effort, but the bondage serves its purpose. My actions have drawn the attention of the others and by the time I’ve finished, I’ve an attentive audience. Brooke’s upper body is firmly bound but the lowest rope comes no further than her waist, meaning her lower body is completely exposed. She parts her legs wider as an invitation for me to sample her moist cunt. It’s an offer I readily accept and I run my right hand between her legs and play with her clit. Brooke makes no effort to restrain her orgasm and in no time her body is mine to play with as I like. Our actions draw murmurs of approval from our audience.
“I think Olivia and Judith are getting jealous,” says Grace. “How about you tie them up like Brooke and bind the three of them together back-to-back.”
I’m not sure what Grace has in mind, but Olivia and Judith are definitely keen to play. I grab two more pieces of rope and complete the same tie on the two Slaves. By the time I finish Olivia’s harness, I feel more confident in doing this tie and her harness is more symmetrical than either Brooke’s or Judith’s harnesses. Yesterday’s discussion about rope bondage being decorative as well as effective has made me more aware of the aesthetics of what I’m doing.
Once all three slaves are bound in their harness, I take a fourth piece of rope and link the back of their harness to each other so that they are standing in a triangle facing outwards. It’s an unbelievably erotic sight if you are into bondage scenes, and Stephanie and I take full advantage of the helpless Slaves to excite both ourselves and our victims. Kirsty and Grace seem content to watch us arouse each Slave into a whimpering plaything. Monique and Ruth are playing their own personal game while they watch us perform our erotic drama.
It’s impossible to say how many orgasms we all achieved over the two hours we spent playing. It must have been nearly midnight by the time we finished. It’s only the knowledge that there’s no such thing as a Sunday morning lie-in at La Chatte Heureuse which prompted us to end our game when we did.
In fact, Sunday is very much like every other day of the week at La Chatte Heureuse. For those who feel some form of religious devotion is appropriate, then there’s a room at the back of the entertainment building which is open every day and which serves as a chapel, mosque or temple depending on your particular religion, or simply as a quiet room to contemplate if required. For anyone requiring non-urgent medical attention, Olivia runs a doctor’s surgery on Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday mornings. At times the running of La Chatte Heureuse can seem chaotic, but it generally works okay with everyone pitching in whenever needed.
Monday provides my first test at checking out those members leaving, and checking in new arrivals. Only two members are leaving, but eleven are arriving. The process is relatively straightforward although sorting out eleven arrivals at the same time proves challenging. Fortunately, all the arrivals have stayed at La Chatte Heureuse before, so they know their way around. Once Monique allows all La Chatte Heureuse members to stay here, I predict that there will be a lot more first-time visitors. I consider how I can handle the likely confusion.
By the end of my first week, I feel part of an extended family and I’m an eager participant in the activities available at La Chatte Heureuse. I share the daily unlock and lock-up duties in E4 with Stephanie, although as she said, Monique has assigned me to oversee the same routine in the Tower once it comes into use in a couple of weeks' time. Three new staff members have joined us: Helen, Fatima, and Sheri, all of whom seem to be gradually adapting to the lifestyle at La Chatte Heureuse. Sheri seems drawn towards transferring to the Slave caste, but Helen and Fatima are content to remain in the Ladies caste for the foreseeable future. It’s a decision which puts extra pressure on Monique, Stephanie and me as we remain the only Mistresses on the staff. However, we are coping so far, and more staff will be starting in a few weeks.
As Grace predicted, the handful of premium members from the Mistress caste staying here have been testing my suitability to be a Mistress. Faye even lets me ‘accidentally’ see her ordering her slave, Lillian, to be deliberately disobedient in my presence in the expectation I would prove to be too weak to punish Lillian properly. But even though I know that Lillian is only obeying Faye’s orders, I nevertheless punish Lillian with an hour of extra work doing the laundry. I would love to punish Faye as well, but that’s something that will need to wait for an appropriate opportunity.
My skill at ropework and my experience from years of self-reliance enable me to successfully counter the moves made by the handful of snobs who try to undermine my position. Only Faye seems inclined to keep testing me further. I think her reluctance to accept me as her peer is because I helped defeat her attempt to demean Melody through their bondage game with their slaves. Fortunately, there are few occasions when I need to have anything to do with Madame Faye.
Emotionally I’m attracted to Brooke and Olivia, although for different reasons. Brooke is looking for someone to dominate her and use her as a sexual plaything. It’s a role I’m more than happy to provide, although I suspect I’m not the only woman with whom she has frequent sex. Olivia is more into a caring relationship, and sex with her is a gentler form of coupling. I’m not aware of Olivia forming any sexual attachment to anyone but me, although, as a Slave, she’s at the mercy of any Mistress to perform whatever task or act that may be demanded of her. Perhaps Olivia being the local doctor dissuades many of the Mistresses from using her in a sexual way. She’s certainly attractive enough to catch many a lustful eye.
I’m happy with my decision to work at La Chatte Heureuse and the choices I’ve made here. Those choices and my actions have sometimes required me to adapt my own moral standards. In a dark corner of my mind, I sometimes wonder if I’m being wicked for doing the things I do here. But even if my actions are wrong, they undoubtedly fulfil my sexual yearnings. In the space of a week, I’ve become someone completely different. But whether I’m like a chrysalis transforming into a butterfly, or if I’m like someone sinking into depravity is only something a neutral person can decide.
[End of part one]
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