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.
