Desires Of The Apprentice Ch 04

Dear Ms. Bonham,

Five weeks have passed since I was officially anointed, collared, and mounted as a full apprentice of Carmen and the society. Since then, my life has entered a strict, highly routine regimen of training, and I thought it best to summarize these details for you in a letter so they do not become so tedious. First, let me describe the household for you.

We live in a four story mansion with a basement, in some Alpine valley by a lake. I live on the first floor, which contains my room, a small library, gymnasium, shower room, kitchen and a lounge area. The lounge has a television, a record player and some games which I enjoy on my days off from training. There is no internet access on my floor, but I have a decent collection of DVDs and records to go through. The lounge also has a spectacular view of the lake and the Alps. Essentially, the second floor serves as my personal quarters when I am not actively training.

The basement lies below and is locked at all times unless I am under the supervision of Miss Azad or Mami. That is where the training rooms are, and where the slave girl Jia, the only other permanent inhabitant of the house, lives. She is a petite girl of East Asian origin and she has been involved in some aspects of my training (I will elaborate below) but she is not allowed to speak to me. She only responds to Miss Azad and Carmen, and even then, only in simple affirmations. Jia is an exceptionally beautiful and submissive woman. I should very much like to bend her over a table and fuck her roughly up the cunny and arse if given the opportunity.

The second floor contains the main kitchen, small dining room, home theater, and Miss Azad's personal quarters. I am up here only under supervision, but have never been inside the kitchen, which has a separate servant's entrance. The cooking staff prepares the food and slides it out of the kitchen in a dumbwaiter. We never see them, and they never see us.

The third floor contains the guest quarters, grand salon, and ballroom. The salon, like the lounge, overlooks the Alps. I have only been up here during my cleaning duties, under strict supervision.

The fourth floor contains Carmen's personal chambers. I have never been on this floor. To be clear, that is not to imply she is not fucking me raw on a regular basis. I will elaborate on the particulars below. Let us get to the regimen. I am considered to be in phase one of my training.

I have a regular training schedule from Monday through Thursday, and I have Fridays through Sundays off. If Carmen has guests visiting, I am completely restricted to the second floor. There is an exterior staircase and service elevator for the guests to enter without ever seeing the first floor or basement. When she is at home on the weekend and unoccupied, Carmen takes Jia and I out for walks, leashed and collared, upon the grounds. We are her obedient pets, crawling across the grass, but the weather is quite pleasant now. Soon it will be too cold for our nude walks. In any case, Carmen often disappears on the weekends to conduct "business", but Miss Azad never leaves the mansion. She runs a tight ship.

I am allowed to wear a pair of white cotton panties on my days off, but otherwise remain nude at all times. There is a voice activated heating system that I can use, and it usually keeps me from getting too cold. Sometimes I suspect Carmen disables it to watch my nipples get hard. She has hidden cameras everywhere. I believe that I am watched at all times, in all places.

In any case, my training itinerary is the same everyday. I have included in this letter my diary from two days ago, which followed the standard itinerary... but included some unusual events. I believe these events are a significant progression in my personal sexual journey, as well as my investigation of Carmen, Miss Azad and the society.

Enough preamble. Enjoy one day in the life of Roisin the apprentice.

Regards,

Roisin

8:00 AM - Toilet and Morning Exercises

The alarm on her clock rang and Roisin snapped to attention. She jumped out of bed, nude, and made up her sheets. Then she picked up the voiding pill on her nightstand, a glass of water, and swallowed the pill with a big gulp of water. She walked over to the basin and brushed her teeth. Her stomach churned and her bladder began to fill. Finished brushing and flossing, she walked over to her litter box and squatted down. Primal as one of her ape ancestors, she pissed out a long stream into the litter box, and then proceeded to empty her bowels. After she was done, she placed herself over the bidet and thoroughly cleaned herself up.

She looked at the clock. 8:15 AM exactly. The door clicked open like clockwork. "Are we ready, pet?" Carmen said. She was dressed in tight yoga pants and a sports bra, revealing her plump bronzed belly. She held a leash in her hand, and walked over to Roisin, latching it to her collar. Dark eyes glanced down at the litter box. "Miss Azad will send the slave girl to switch it out while we exercise. Down on all fours, come on."

"Yes, Mami." Roisin dropped to her hands and knees mechanically. This was beyond normal now, and she could already feel her cunt start to slicken. This was how she spent most of her days now. Constantly aroused, desperate for release. Carmen had not allowed her an orgasm in a week. She couldn't even masturbate, for her collar would shock her if she tried. All she could do was obey. For now.

She padded out after her mistress, enjoying the sway of that big ass, wrapped tight in yoga pants. Carmen was truly a goddess. Roisin had not lost sight of her ambitions, but over the past five weeks, she had truly come to feel blessed that she was under Carmen's tutelage. She was even a fantastic fitness trainer.

They went through their usual routines. Carmen leashed Roisin to a post on the wall and had her work free weights, squats, crunches, planks, leg lifts and an assortment of kegel exercises. Roisin marveled at Carmen's fitness. Despite her curvy shape, the woman was much stronger than Roisin was, though perhaps less flexible. It motivated the redhead to work harder. If she ever hoped to Domme the Domme, she had to be able to pin the bitch down.

After they'd finished their workout, the two women were soaked in sweat. Roisin was, of course, in the nude. "Shower time, pet," Carmen said, pressing the Roisin firmly to the ground once more.

Roisin followed in her mistress's wake, eyes fixed on the damp patch under the arse seat of her yoga pants. She was drooling.

9:00 AM - Morning Shower and Daily Anal Training

Carmen could feel the slut's lusty eyes upon her arse as they entered the shower room. Roisin had come a long way since she'd entered Carmen's apprenticeship five weeks ago, but she had yet to make a significant breakthrough in certain dimensions. Carmen knew the girl was ready to take the next step in sapphic artistry, but she needed a little push from her mistress. The Domme was going to make it happen.

The shower room was a plain, black tiled room with a fan running up top to absorb the vapor. There was a low glass barrier around the shower chamber itself, but it only rose to knee height to prevent flooding. Several shelves in the room contained cosmetics, soaps, shampoos, conditioners, and healing lotions. Carmen reached down and pushed Roisin into the shower by herself. The redhead's cunt was already starting to glimmer, and it remained puffy and aroused from her training all week. Thursdays were tough days for Roisin, but Carmen usually gave her an orgasm at the end of the day.

A cruel smirk crossed the Domme's lips. Today she would push Roisin.

She started up the shower. Hot water streamed down and soaked the redhead, who was still on all fours. "Mami, you're so hot and sweaty," Roisin said, raising her head, flashing those blue puppy eyes at Carmen. The brat was getting good at begging - but Carmen was too tough to give in. "You should get in with me."

"Callate,"

Carmen said, rolling her eyes. "I don't shower with sluts like you. Besides, I know what you want." She turned around and lowered her arse over the glass divider. Then she curled her fingers around the waistband of her pants and pulled them down to flash her hairy, sweaty arsehole at Roisin. "Lick me clean."

Roisin attacked Carmen's backdoor with a gusto unimaginable just a few weeks ago, slurping and enjoying each and every single bit of Carmen's sweaty mess. "You like my sweaty butthole,

rojita?

" Carmen said, wiggling her gargantuan bum in the girl's face.

"Yes, Mami." Roisin spoke between slurps. "Salty. Dirty. Musky. So fucking good."

Satisfied, Carmen pulled up her trousers and turned back to face the sweat smeared slut. "Hands against the wall."

Roisin stood and turned around, assuming a perfect submissive stance, legs spread, arse out to expose her genital regions. A little red peach fuzz was visible around her cunny and was starting to form in her perineum and rim. After her mounting, Roisin had to be shaved regularly to be a proper submissive.

"I'll shave you tonight during your evening shower," Carmen said, squirting some soap into her hands. "Now come here." She began to lather the girl down and wash her from mouth to cunt, from tits to arse, from navel to toes. Because her apprentice was going to be clean, fragrant, and perfectly fuckable.

Carmen reached a hand under Roisin's cunt, softening her up. When the girl released a long, plaintive moan, Carmen took the opportunity to squirt a bit of lube up her dark asshole. A compact, silver butt plug with a flared base appeared in the Latina's hand. Roisin struggled, squirmed and grunted, but she took it all.

"A quarter inch bigger than last week. Good girl," Carmen said, slapping the slut's ass fondly. Today was going to be a memorable day.

9:30 AM - Breakfast

Roisin ate her grapefruit and kiwi with her hands out of the dog bowl, her stomach responding with grateful pleasure. She had not eaten since 5 PM the previous day, and was desperately hungry. The redhead was on a strictly regimented diet to maintain her physique, and while she understood the reasoning, she was often quite hungry as a result. The grapefruit' bitter and sour flavors mixed delightfully with the lingering aftertaste of Carmen's sweaty, hairy arse, and Roisin found herself wishing she could season every meal with her mistress's flavor. The taste in her mouth almost made her forget the uncomfortable, cold protrusion in her own arsehole, but it could not be forgotten.

The first few times they'd trained her, she'd had to have it taken out so she could empty herself, but overtime, Roisin had learned to bear the discomfort. If this was what it took to be a member of the society, she would endure anything. At least she wasn't as broken as Jia. The girl beside her squatted while she ate, nibbling her fruit like a squirrel, demure brown eyes cast down at the floor. Her small breasts and dark, almost black nipples were lovely in the morning sunlight that streamed into the dining room.

Miss Azad was drinking coffee and having oatmeal at the dining table, her heeled feet crossed so the straps made eye contact with Roisin, kneeling on the floor. Her iron gray hair was pinned up in a severe looking bun, and today she wore a gray skirt and coat to match. Around ten, Carmen came down from her shower, clad in a smart pantsuit and whispered some things quietly to Miss Azad. Then she took a piece of toast and some tea and glanced down at her house submissives.

"My good girls. Are you enjoying your meal?"

"Yes, Mami," Roisin said.

"Yes, Domina," Jia said, much quieter. Since Jia had never apprenticed under Carmen, she could not call her Mami. Roisin felt rather smug about that.

"Excellent. I'll take my meetings upstairs. Miss Azad, make sure to get the cleaning done."

Roisin quickly scarfed down her meal and wiped her mouth on the paper towel. Jia did the same, albeit with more restraint and grace. It was time to work.

10:00 AM - Cleaning and Chores

Roisin hated Miss Azad when it was time to do chores. She was always a stickler for Roisin to get in the nooks and crannies of random cabinets and shelves, and it was awfully difficult today with the plug up her arse to squat and bend into those narrow places. Besides, for whatever reason, the normally ice cold secretary was in a viciously bad mood today. She'd brought a flogger with her and was taking every opportunity to discipline Jia and Roisin.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Roisin yelped, as the flogger's tails struck her sore and stuffed arse. She was squatted down to dust a cabinet window in the salon, staring at her own reflection. No makeup, no hair product, just shampoo, conditioner, and a liberal seasoning of cunt and arse. She looked feral, untamed, and yet beautiful. Roisin felt like a prize right now, with her perky tits flicking up as she turned to face Miss Azad.

"I'm doing the best I can, Miss Azad." Jia was scrubbing away at the floor diligently. She never so much as said a word no matter how bad Miss Azad beat her. "The cabinets are fine. Please, take it easy on me."

Miss Azad's green eyes narrowed. Her lined face pinched brown skin together as she clicked her tongue. "Ungrateful, defiant whore. Hands on your head and spread your legs."

Grimacing, Roisin put her hands behind her head and took a wide stance, exposing her stubbly pussy. Hopefully it would just be a few smacks to the tits and she could get back to her chores. Miss Azad stepped back, cocked her arm and aimed the flogger. Roisin's blue eyes widened in horror as she watched the trajectory of the device.

"Oh no, no, no, fuck!" she screamed, as the flogger struck her engorged and sexually frustrated cunt. Hot flames ran through her pelvis and her knees buckled.

"Steady your legs! Again," Miss Azad said, drawing back and flogging her harder.

Roisin's eyes filled with tears. "Please, please, please, I beg of you, stop!" But she knew Miss Azad wouldn't. There was only one word to free her from this place, and she would never use it. She was at the mercy of the miserable old South Asian bitch.

Another blow to her cunt and Roisin's knees hit the ground. "Spread them wide if you're going to be a bitch about it," Miss Azad growled. Two more strikes, leaving her clit and pussy red and inflamed. Roisin was acutely aware of the pain radiating through her body, resonating within the cold plug up her bunghole.

Wiping her brow, Miss Azad exhaled. "That ought to teach you some manners. Now, back to work!"

Sniffling and rubbing away bitter tears, Roisin returned to dusting the cabinets. She turned her eyes for a moment, certain that Jia had stolen a glance, but the Asian slave girl was just as focused on her duties as always. Biting down on her lip, Roisin tried to follow Jia's example, even as her cunt burned.

1:30 PM - Lunch

Carmen smirked as she enjoyed her fresh salmon. There was quite a dark mood in the house this afternoon. Miss Azad was poking at her salad sullenly, though few but those who knew her best would be able to pick up on it. Of course, Carmen knew exactly why. She normally gave the woman a hearty fucking after her morning exercises, and today she hadn't. Despite her prim librarian's appearance, Miss Azad was quite the horny old slut.

She looked over at her pets, eating their fish out of the dog bowls. A light rain had started in the afternoon, adding to the gloomy atmosphere. "Slave girl, if you're done with your fish, why don't you come over here and eat Miss Azad's

concha?

"

Miss Azad stopped mid-bite. "I don't know if that's quite proper, Domina. In front of the apprentice."

"She won't see a thing. Roisin, come under the table and lap at my cunny, why don't you?" Carmen unbuttoned her slacks and let them drop to her ankles. Roisin and Jia padded over like good girls, Roisin wincing a bit. Was that just the plug, or something else?

Miss Azad stiffened as Jia stuck her head under her skirt. "Domina, are you sure?"

"Ask the girl to eat you out as aggressively as you like. Just remember the rules." She reached down and guided Roisin's pretty head between her legs. "

Rojita,

give me bubblegum."

Miss Azad nodded. "Of course, Domina. I would never come without your permission." She lowered her hands under the table. "Ribbon and bow technique, please." Miss Azad had an excellent poker face in public. But for leaning back, you could hardly tell she was getting her pussy eaten.

Roisin had pulled down Carmen's pink thong and was sucking away like a child at Carmen's clit. She hadn't quite mastered the bubblegum technique, but her tongue was getting stronger by the day. The Domme let out a long, hearty moan. While this orgasm would hardly be mind shattering, it would be quick and dirty, and that was what she needed right now. She had a business meeting and then two hours of lessons for her apprentice afterwards. She needed a clear mind.

The two women laid back and enjoyed their playthings, lapping away. The smell of salmon mingled with the tantalizing smell of pussy and arousal. Carmen's nostrils narrowed as she realized Miss Azad was riding the edge. She could smell it, but the woman bore no expression of it but for biting her lip.

"Not until I finish, Miss Azad. Make your slut slow down." Miss Azad nodded, barely, and adjusted her charge's head under the table.

Carmen squeezed her thick thighs around Roisin's head and the girl delivered the final decisive tongue drag on her clit. Carmen leaned forward, shuddering and grunted, her thighs coated with slick. The orgasm was sharp and fast, clearing her mind like a sniff of gasoline. "Good girl," she said, patting Roisin's head under the table.

"Domina," Miss Azad whispered, gripping the table with both hands. "Permission to orgasm?"

Carmen looked her straight in the eyes and smiled. "Permission denied." She stood up and walked towards the stairs. "Get these sluts back to their chores and down to the basement for afternoon lessons."

4:00 PM - BDSM Training

Carmen looked down at Roisin's cunt, irritation sparking within her. The girl was gagged and bent over a pommel horse, with her legs suspended at a sharp angles by cuffed ankles chained to the ceiling. Her perky tits drooped down towards the floor, and the ass plug poked out invitingly from between her cheeks.

But her cunt was so red and puffy Carmen couldn't do anything more to it. "How much did you flog this girl today, Miss Azad?"

Miss Azad looked up from her computer on the other side of the concrete walled training chamber, where she was updating Roisin's progress report. "I only flogged her once or twice."

Carmen looked down at Roisin's red eyes and the tear streaks that went down her cheeks, ending above the red ball gag. "Are you being dishonest with me, Miss Azad?"

Miss Azad's brow furrowed. She bowed her head. "I apologize, Domina. I may have miscalculated. I flogged her eight times on her cunt today."

"And with the riding crop?"

The woman flinched at her desk. "Ah... just twice."

Carmen snorted. "I was going to torture her pussy today. Next time you want to take out some tension on a slut, tell me."

"Yes, Domina. I apologize, Domina." Carmen could feel the bitch's irritation from over here. She smirked. Her plan was going perfectly.

"I suppose I'll just have to torture these perfect, rosy nipples," Carmen said, yanking at Roisin's breasts, causing a muffled yelp to emerge from the redhead. She walked over to her tool rack and grabbed some nipple clamps, a chain and weights. Still dressed in her pantsuit, she looked quite professional as she crouched down to attach the clamps to Roisin's slender, reddish brown nipples.