Ch 10 Chocolate Mousse

We were told we could put our clothes back on as it was getting chilly. We walked outside and everyone was clearly stunned by the beauty of her gardens, and the display of the dessert.

There was a long table set up with a white table cloth. On the table were 5 women dressed in a similar way to Toilet, full body skin tight latex with their ass and vaginas exposed. They were positioned on their backs with their legs pressed to their chests, arms and legs bound and directed towards the sky. All ladies wore hoods and face coverings. It's was such a beautiful display.

"Ladies and gentlemen. With some great planning and dietary considerations we have organized chocolate mousse for the whole party. Before any of you protest, this mousse is completely shit-free. Each lady underwent a thorough cleaning in our communal toilet spa only 20 minutes ago and has had her bowels filled with some of the most delicious chocolate mousse, created by our resident chef Alphonso Calico Nueva."

Mistress Angela then introduced Mr Nueva to the group. He was a short man with a fluffy chef's toque. "Thank you Miss Angela. I make this chocolate mousse for my speciality. I never have use chocolate from the Swiss house of Ramon before and it is great pleasure to cook for you tonight with this wonderful ingredient."

He looked confident and excited to talk about his creation, but he then looked at the women on the table and didn't know how to continue

"You see, I make some chocolate mousse many time, I did never have served any dessert like this," he laughed nervously. "This is new to me, but I am good friend of Miss Angela and she say this is a very special dinner. I am so happy to help, I just do hope this is OK for the ladies here." He looked over to the women on the table and said "all OK there, Minnie? Jules?"

I guess he had gotten to know these ladies during his preparations. I heard some giggles and some nodding as the ladies couldn't speak with their mouths covered.

"I'm glad. OK, thank you everyone. I am pleased for you to enjoy my creation. I so hope it tastes good, oh, from the bums of these ladies," said Alphonso awkwardly, and everyone chuckled.

Mistress Angela resumed her introduction. "Thank you Alphonso, it's a great honor to have you and your culinary skills here with us tonight! Each lady should be capable of producing 2, possibly 3 portions of mousse. Please grab a plate, and don't be shy."

Chandy was first in line, not surprisingly. She walked up to the first girl and said "OK Jules, so how does this work?"

Mistress Angela said "just rub her gently on her bottom to let her know you're there. And tell her when you're ready with your bowl."

Chandy said "I'm here Jules, let's have it."

Jules started to strain a bit, her stomach muscles tightened and out came the smoothest looking mousse I've ever seen. It smelled like expensive hot chocolate even though it looked exactly like shit.

It came out softly and curled around the bowl. It started to take the shape of the bowl and then Jules cut if off with her sphincter.

Next in line was Georgie. It was so strange to see her so eager to try some bum chocolate. I guess it was actually pure chocolate mousse without any poo, but the idea of being served from an asshole like this, it messes with your brain.

George got a bowl and walked up to the second lady and patted her on the bum. Georgie said "Go ahead sweetie, I'm ready." The lady started pushing and out came another perfect coil of mousse. The remainder of the dinner guests, including Lina and Mistress Angela, all grabbed a place and served themselves dessert. The sun was going down on the Abbey and the mood was calm, but sexual.

Then Angela said "there is also tea and coffee if anyone would like?"

One of the waiters then brought in a very curvaceous woman with floppy breasts by a thin lead attached to a collar with a bell. She was pushing a trolley with tea, coffee, and about a dozen delicate tea cups.

Lina stepped up and asked for some tea. The lady obliged and poured some tea. She then asked "would you like some of my milk with that?"

Lina realized what was being offered, and then hesitated. She finally said "yes, I don't want to be rude."

The milkmaid shifted her top to expose her very large left breast and started to squeeze. Out came shoots of milk into Lina's tea cup. I went up to get a cup of coffee to help settle my stomach. I also took mine with milk, and it was delicious. Others followed suit and soon enough everyone had finished their dessert, tea and coffee.

The ladies on the table remained still, but I could tell they were getting uncomfortable. I can't imagine how they must feel, lying there tied up in the cool evening air trying to clench their ass so the last of the mousse didn't spill out.

Mistress Angela then addressed the group. "Thank you all very much for coming. All of your bags have been brought to your rooms, but please feel free to make yourself out home. If you haven't stayed with us before, on the ground floor you will find the living room, the dining room, the house kitchen and the communal toilets. If you want to pay a visit to Tim and Lexi, that's where you'll find them. Tomorrow you can also visit our gardens and stables. We have some beautiful riding trails out back."

"Oh, and if you would prefer a more personal service when you need to use the facilities, or if you would prefer not to travel to the communal toilets, you can ring a bell in your room and Chandy will be pleased to pay you a visit." Chandy looked around the room and made a little wave.

"Our last game for tonight, which is only for the brave, is a game of skill. I need 2 couples to face off against each other. We're going to play cornhole!" Everyone yelped, clapped and someone said 'yee-haw'. "The game is simple if you haven't played before. Each team gets 5 bean bags. The team that can throw the most bean bags through the cornhole wins."

"What do the winners get?" asked Georgia.

"Well, the winner's get to stay in the King's Suite this evening, which has an ensuite and living areas decorated in contemporary scandinavian. It's utterly gorgeous. But the real question is what happens to the losing team"

"To the communal toilets!" shouted Jin.

"No, not quite! One member from the losing team must spend 24 hours in the house fishbowl."

"We're in! Who's ready to be fishbowled?" said Lina.

"Not so fast, Lina. As you know, this is no easy task; I should tell everyone what is at stake here. The fishbowl is a large glass vessel, 12 feet tall and shaped like a completely round fishbowl we use for dramatic public humiliations. There is no climbing out either. The sides are curved and the top is a full 12 feet off the ground. When needed I can divert all toilet outflows into the glass container. The loser will spend the next 24 hours in the fishbowl and hour by hour the piss and shit will rise. It usually takes about a full day to reach the point where the occupant has to stand on tip toes to keep their head above the slurry. It really depends how many guests we have at the Abbey, and how tall you are. Still interested, Lina?"

"Haha, it doesn't sound too bad! I dare say that if my team loses it won't be me in that bowl, right John?"

"That's true Miss Lina. It's clear that duty would fall to me," I said, although I don't think that clarification was needed.

"Well who will challenge this brave duo?"

Jin's hand shot up. "OK, it's going to be team Lina versus team Jin."

Surprisingly Toilet looked quite nervous, I had expected her to be a bit braver for something like this.

Both teams were given 5 bean bags. Lina gave me 3 and she kept 2. On the other team Jin kept all 5. It looked like Toilet was happy with this arrangement too.

"Lina, I'll flip a coin to see who goes first. Call it!" said Mistress Angela.

"Tails!" said Lina.

"It's tails. So your team gets the last throw. Go for it Jin!"

Jin stepped up to the line and tossed her first bean bag. She's clearly done this before as it landed just before the hole and slid in gently. She high-fived Toilet.

Then it was our turn. Lina stepped up and completely missed the box. I hope this isn't a sign of things to come.

Jin stepped up again, but this time missed. Toilet shifted in place and was clearly not happy.

Lina told me to have a turn. I lined it up and sent the bag flying. It went straight into the hole. We're tied at 1 each.

Jin then scored, and Lina missed.

Then Jin missed, and so did I. Jin was leading 2-1 with 1 bag each to go.

Jin lined it up and missed, and it was up to me. Score and we're still alive. Miss and I spend 24 hours swimming in shit and piss. I line it up, and drain it. What a relief!

Mistress Angela, clearly enjoying the game, retrieved the bean bags to us. "Sudden death!" and everyone cheered.

Jin threw her bag, and missed. Then Lina threw a bag, and she missed too. Toilet was looking extremely nervous at this point, and so was I!

Jin then threw another, and missed again. Then Lina threw hers, and it went in. Just like that, it was over! Jin and Toilet had lost! Lina threw her arms around me and jumped up and down. She was so happy, I even got a kiss!

I looked over at Jin and Toilet, and they had their arms around each other too. Toilet was actually crying. Jin said to her "hey, it's ok. If you want, we can just get out of here. I'll just tell Mistress Angela we can't do this. The fishbowl is crazy anyway," said Jin, trying to be kind.

"But then I wouldn't be allowed back here. And I would be letting you down too! I can't do that. I just need a minute to get myself together."

"Hey, no problem. Whatever you need," said Jin. She was being so sweet to Toilet.

"I'll need to give you this,"'and she started to pull out the horse tail plug that was still in her ass. Chandy saw this happening and moved straight over to grab it and give it a good cleaning with her tongue. Once it was clean, she set it on the table next to the mousse ladies that were still lying there patiently bound.

"OK, I'll see you soon I guess," Toilet said to Jin. Everyone said good luck and waved to her. And then a waiter came by to escort her to get herself lowered into the fishbowl.

It was now getting late and everyone was getting tired. Mistress Angela wished everyone a goodnight and then disappeared into the house. A few of us continued chatting outside for maybe 10 minutes and then we headed in to find our rooms.