CHAPTER 3 - Master Tests my Commitment Through Humiliation
My hostess guides me to the back of the club to get cleaned up after being blindfolded, tied to a pole, on display, and used by strangers for my Master's pleasure.
We pass two restroom doors with signs reading "Dommes Only" and "Doms Only," respectively. Then we approach a door with a sign that reads "Subs and Lounge Area."
i find this utterly perplexing, but i obediently walk along, suppressing any outward signs of hesitation or resistance that my hostess could report back to Master.
We walk through the door, and i see men and women in the lounge area, all of them clearly Dominants, chatting, enjoying a drink, and quite surprisingly, viewing various submissive women - all of whom are nude - engaging in what normally would be private activities.
Two submissive women are squatting over what look like pee pads designed for pets in the middle of the room. They are urinating on the pads, while these Dominants casually observe them.
On the back wall, one woman is in a shower stall with no door. Perhaps she too has been covered in strangers' cum tonight and has been ordered by her Master or Mistress to clean herself there. A toilet stall is in the righthand back corner blocked by one single low panel.
Another woman is chained to a vanity area with mirrors, on the left side of the room, where she is applying makeup and doing her hair, apparently after a shower.
"As you can see, slave, in this club, submissives have no privacy. You will empty your bladder on a pee pad like a good pet, and then you will lie on the floor and give yourself an enema in front of any who care to watch. Once it begins taking effect, you will empty yourself in the toilet stall, and finally take a shower and then fix your hair and make up again using the supplies available on the counter. And don't be misled by that single panel by the toilet. That is simply to shield any Dominants who do not desire to see you empty yourself. But any of them are welcome to roam around, of course, and watch you if they so desire. You have no privacy or freedom here, slave."
i stand here, dumbfounded and speechless - yet at the same time feeling aroused at the thought of being humiliated like this as directed by my Master. i have thrived on being humiliated by him in the past - when alone with him. He has had me squat while naked in his back yard and empty my bladder as he stood above me looking down. Being humiliated by him is an honor for me - it demonstrates that i am his pet, his plaything, and that nothing is beneath me. And it thrills me to think that he has never humiliated anyone else to the extent he humiliates me. i feel a throb in my pussy now, just thinking about it!
So, of course, it follows that he might choose to humiliate me in front of others as well, if he'd like.
i take a deep breath and answer simply, "Understood."
My hostess pulls an enema out of a cabinet, hands it to me, and adds, "Oh, and your Master said to rub your clit (without cumming, of course), while lying on the floor waiting for the enema to take effect. And face the Dominants in the lounge area when you do so."
Then, she simply exits the room, leaving me on my own. Oddly, although i do not know this woman, i felt at least somewhat protected and accompanied by her.
Now i'm feeling entirely exposed and alone. i avoid looking in the direction of the Dominants, looking instead to my fellow submissive women. i manage to make eye contact with a couple of them, and we smile.
i realize i need to get started on my assigned a tasks, so i kneel down on an available pee pad, close my eyes, and feel the stream start to run down my inner thighs. i feel unclean and eager for a shower, but i know i must complete the tasks in exactly the order in which my hostess instructed.
