The Courier Ch. 18

"You will help Criminal # 101025 fulfill her Path in Life to provide pleasure to the Grand Duchess."

"Yes, my Lord."

With that the Lord led his mistress and the two servants to the Royal Bed Chamber. As soon as they were out of sight, Lord Vidmarkt ordered the guards to take Criminal # 100934 down from the pillory and to get him to the infirmary for medical attention. He clearly was in bad shape because he was not able to walk unassisted. Once he was safely on one of the beds, a Royal nurse cleaned and disinfected the cuts. The nurse tended to her duties in silence. Whatever opinions she had about the latest Royal whipping she would keep to herself. As with everyone else in the Royal Residence, the nurse understood that her first duty to the Grand Duchess was silence.

As he studied the bloodied backside of the young servant, worry swept over Lord Vidmarkt. Up until now the entire adventure with Anyia had been a lot of fun and had brought many personal benefits for both him and his best friend. But everything has it limits and today it was obvious the Grand Duchess had failed to understand that. Assuming that Criminal # 100934 escaped any permanent injury, it was likely the incident would pass without scandal, but...what about the next time?

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Anyia and her two servants entered the Royal Bed Chamber alone. The Lord who had escorted them left them at the door and closed it as he departed. In spite of the fact he was one of her best friends, he had no desire to entangle himself in a personal affair with the Grand Duchess. He cared for her, and in a way loved her, but he did not want his relationship with Anyia to be anything other than platonic. Anyhow, he did not need her, because he already had a wife, a paramour who was a free civilian, and several female slaves that he had taken as gifts from the Royal Family. Anyia often became bored with her servants after a short time, but out of principle she never returned anyone to the Ministry of Justice. Instead she reassigned cast-off servants to her friends, essentially giving them away as personal slaves.

The room was large and sumptuous, decorated with curtains and rugs that matched those used in the throne room. Along with several finely crafted dressers and wardrobes, the chamber boasted the largest bed Maria Elena had ever seen.

Without saying anything, Criminal # 100504 taught Criminal # 101025 what she needed to do through example. The Grand Duchess sat on small padded bench so she could be undressed. Criminal # 100504 undid the clasps holding Anyia's dress and allowed it to fall, leaving her naked from the waist up. She oiled the monarch's shoulders and massaged her upper body. The Grand Duchess was sore from the workout she had received while flogging Criminal # 100934, so her tired muscles were due for a good rub-down. Maria Elena watched and then had to take over rubbing Anyia's shoulders. Criminal # 101025 moved in front of her Mistress to rub her sore arms and kiss her breasts. After a few moments Anyia started to become aroused. Criminal # 101025 then motioned to Maria Elena that the two servants needed to switch places; that Maria Elena needed to kiss Anyia's breasts while she returned to massaging the Grand Duchess's shoulders. Maria Elena complied and began sucking on Anyia's nipples. It was the very first time in her life that she had ever touched another woman and definitely it was not something she felt comfortable doing.

Criminal # 100504 motioned to the newcomer that she needed to return to massaging Anyia's shoulders so that the Grand Duchess could be completely undressed. The young woman knelt at her Mistress's feet to take off her shoes. Anyia then lifted up slightly to allow her servant to pull down her dress. She was not wearing any underwear, but she did have several expensive pieces of jewelry that needed to be taken off as well. Maria Elena looked at the elaborate possessions coming off the Grand Duchess, reflecting that any one of those items could have paid her living expenses in Spain or anywhere else for the rest of her life. How ironic that Anyia, who was only three years older than Maria Elena, should have so much in her life while everyone around her had so little.

Once she was completely naked, Anyia moved to a massage table to receive her rub-down from the two servants. Maria Elena had never given a massage before, but she quickly learned from watching Criminal # 100504. The massage consisted of two parts, a relaxing massage for Anyia's muscles along her entire backside, and then an erotic massage on her front that would get her ready to have sex. The daily massage and sex were important parts of Anyia's routine. Normally she alternated between having sex with male servants and female servants, because each gave her a type of satisfaction that the other was not able to provide.

Criminal # 100504 rightly assumed that her companion would have absolutely no idea what she needed to do when the moment came to sexually satisfy the Grand Duchess, so she quietly showed the newcomer what was needed to stimulate the Mistress. She continued the relaxing part of the massage on Anyia's thighs and arms, but once she moved to her Mistress's torso the massage became more erotic. She lightly ran her fingertips over Anyia's breasts and stomach before gently rubbing and touching the insides of her thighs. As a well-trained servant, she was expected to know when Anyia was ready to be touched on her vagina, when her labia would be caressed, when it was time to touch her clitoris, or when it was time to insert a finger inside. She knew that misjudging Anyia's desires would result in a whipping, so it was very important that she understood the hints and body language coming from her Mistress.

Maria Elena watched in fascinated horror as Criminal # 100504 stuck her face between Anyia's thighs and began kissing and licking her crotch. The Colombian, meanwhile, stood on the other side of the Grand Duchess, massaging her shoulders and breasts. A worse indignity awaited her, because Criminal # 100504 signaled that Anyia needed to be kissed. A simple kiss, but for Maria Elena the thought of kissing someone she feared and hated was almost unbearable. However, she did as she was instructed, leaning down to kiss her tormentor on the lips.

Anyia climaxed as soon as Criminal # 100504 started licking her clitoris. Her body tensed up and she grabbed Maria Elena's hair as she gasped with pleasure. It was a bizarre sight for the Columbian, because never before had she touched another woman and certainly she had never seen another woman have an orgasm in real life. She was relieved to see the Grand Duchess satisfied.

However, Criminal # 100504 knew better. She knew that her Mistress was not yet finished. The dirty part was saved for Criminal # 101025. Criminal # 100504 placed a large hard pillow on the bed. The pillow had an unusual shape, because it was triangular. One side gently sloped down, whereas the other side was at almost 90 degrees to the surface of the bed. Anyia lay over the pillow, spreading her legs and completely exposing her bottom. Criminal # 100504 pointed at Anyia's waiting anus. Her expression and gestures clearly stated "This part is yours, Criminal # 101025."

Faced with the prospect of another whipping, Maria Elena reluctantly approached Anyia's waiting backside. She cringed with disgust at what she was being forced to do; perform oral sex on the sphincter of the Grand Duchess of Danubia. She would have to kiss and lick her Mistress's anus, and undoubtedly stick in her tongue. The awful part of the task was that Anyia had spent the morning wearing herself out exercising, and thus her bottom was not particularly clean. It would be up to her servant, Criminal # 101025 to clean her.

Maria Elena grabbed Anyia's sweaty bottom and massaged the muscles of her backside. She spread her Mistress slightly and without any further hesitation stuck her tongue directly into the Duchess's anus. She tried not to gag at the unpleasant taste and smell, thinking that if she could just get through the first part, the experience would not be so bad once Anyia was cleaner. She ran her tongue in a circle around her owner's sphincter and then kissed the entire area surrounding her back entrance. As she was doing all that, Criminal 100504 kissed Anyia on the lips and massaged her shoulders. It wasn't long before the Grand Duchess climaxed for a second time. Maria Elena was hugely relieved, because she was tired out and did not think she could have continued licking Anyia's bottom much longer.

While the two criminals had been arousing the Grand Duchess, another criminal had silently entered the grand bathroom and ran a large tub of hot water for the monarch. Knowing that the bath was waiting, Criminal 100504 signaled to her companion to assist the Grand Duchess to the bathroom. Anyia sat on the toilet to empty her intestines, and it was up to her servants to clean her up. Maria Elena did not understand why a perfectly healthy 22-year-old woman couldn't go into the bathroom unassisted, but she realized the custom must have been part of the rules of Royal Protocol.

The three women settled into a tub as large as a hot tub, complete with bubble-bath. The massaging and rubbing of the Grand Duchess continued throughout her bath. While Criminal # 101025 kissed Anyia's soapy breasts and shoulders, Criminal # 100504 dipped her head under the water to stimulate the Mistress's clitoris. Maria Elena was amazed at how long her companion could hold her breath and stay under water. Anyia climaxed for a third time, which left her relaxed and in a pleasant mood. The two servants helped her get out, dried her off, and accompanied her to the main bedroom to dress her. And with that the Grand Duchess's morning had concluded, because now it was time for lunch.

Because Maria Elena had not yet earned the privilege to serve at the Royal Couple's table, she missed the midday meal. Instead of going to the Royal Dining Room, Maria Elena spent the hour with her other tormentor, the Lord who had his eyes on her. He chained her and took her to the discipline room. He strapped her to the "copulation platform" as it was called, and spent the entire lunch hour raping and sodomizing her. He was displeased with the lack of enthusiasm when she was told to bark, as well as her lack of willingness to fulfill her function to present her body for the pleasure of her Masters. The result of her disrespectful behavior was several vicious swats with a very heavy belt that left cruel marks over the welts from the whipping she had received the day before.

Once again Maria Elena had to tell her tormentor how dishonored she was, and that honor was something she could never have because she was nothing but a beast, a pathetic barking dog. By the middle of her second day she believed what she was saying, that she truly was nothing more than a dishonored beast. She lost all interest in talking to her fellow servants, because undoubtedly they too saw her as nothing more than a dishonored beast.

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Maria Elena began her formal training as a servant the afternoon of her second day at the Royal Residence. She was in considerable physical discomfort, because her body still hurt from the whipping she had received the day before. Her sphincter was raw and burned the Lord's attentions, her mouth was sore from having performed oral sex on the Grand Duchess, and on top of everything else, she was hungry from not having eaten since breakfast. None of that mattered to anyone in the Royal Residence. Criminal # 101025 was a servant, and thus it was her duty to serve, regardless of her physical condition. Her silent trainer, Criminal # 100504, took her to the kitchen to show her how to serve tea. There was much more to learn than just bringing tea to the Grand Duchess, because servants had to know how to watch for signals that the Grand Duchess wanted her cup taken away or to be served something else. Maria Elena also needed to know about kneeling. Normally servants knelt upright so they could see if the Mistress needed anything, but when they were being spoken to they needed to kneel forward, placing their hands above their heads and placing their foreheads on the ground. Kneeling forward was the ultimate gesture of humility, because servants in that position had to spread their knees and arch their backs to completely display their backsides and genitalia. Criminal # 100504 made sure that Maria Elena understood the kneeling forward position by demonstrating it.

Another task Criminal # 101025 needed to learn was moving in unison with the other servants. The servants often dropped to their knees as a group and stood up as a group. Before entering the household Maria Elena had wondered how the servants were able to coordinate their movements. The way it was done was for all the servants to watch the servant kneeling immediately to the right side of the Duchess and follow whatever that person was doing. The servants closest to Anyia usually were the ones who had been with her the longest and the ones in whom she had placed the most trust.

Following several hours of training, Criminal # 100504 led Criminal # 101025 to a room in the basement containing several pieces of exercise equipment. In spite of her fatigue, hunger, and soreness, Maria Elena had to spend time on the treadmill and doing leg lifts. Criminal # 100504 knew that the trainee's back and bottom were in no condition for her to perform sit-ups or bench presses, but she did have to practice push-ups, which she did very badly. Maria Elena was not in good shape at that moment, but it was clear that would have to change if the Grand Duchess were to be pleased.

By the time she was finished exercising, the Colombian was extremely thirsty. Criminal # 100504 casually placed a large bowl of water on the floor. The new servant was so thirsty that she no longer cared about degrading herself by drinking water on all fours. She positioned herself according to slave protocol, spreading her legs and lewdly exposing herself to anyone standing behind her. She drank desperately, coughing whenever water went up her nose, but finally she managed to empty the bowl and consume most of the water. She felt better, but suddenly the memory of those two Lords and her full bladder came back to her. She wondered if yet more humiliation awaited her.

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Shortly before sunset, the Grand Duke returned to the Royal Residence from a day on the Royal Golf Course, accompanied by his three female servants. One of the women carried the Duke's golf clubs while the others followed closely behind. The Duke's servants kept their eyes forward, not exchanging glances with anyone else in the household. Maria Elena noticed that Duke's servants always stayed as close to him as possible and refused to have anything to do with the others. They were the lucky ones, the three women who did not have to deal with the Grand Duchess. Maria Elena suspected that the Grand Duke's women feared that if they ever were separated from him, Anyia would grab them and their luck would run out.

Once the Duke and his servants had cleaned up from their outing, it was time for dinner. The Grand Duke and the Grand Duchess sat together at a huge table in the very elaborate Royal Dining Room while the servants knelt along the wall. Each servant had a specific task assigned for the dinner, for example the wine was brought and served by a young man and the salad was dished out by two women, one of whom was Criminal # 100504. Each servant knew his or her duty and each one moved on cue. Maria Elena's task would be at the end, helping to clean up. She had not yet earned the privilege of serving food.

As she knelt and tried to keep her eyes facing forward, Maria Elena noticed something that she found very strange. At the dinner table it was obvious the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess cared for each other. She had not noticed very much interaction between them earlier in the day, but at meal they conversed, joked, and held hands. Around the Grand Duke, Anyia's behavior seemed much more "normal" than when she was alone with her servants.

In spite of her fear and hatred of the Grand Duchess, Maria Elena felt very uneasy when Anyia and the Grand Duke left the Royal Dining Room alone. The Duke's three women scurried out together, eager to lock themselves up in their chamber and get away from the other servants as quickly as possible. The others tidied up the dining area.

Maria Elena was about to grab a bottle of window cleaner when the Lord showed up with a leash. He hooked it to her collar and gave it a quick jerk. She quickly let go of the bottle and knelt at his feet. Without saying anything, another servant brought two partially-consumed plates of food, the same plates from which the Grand Duke and the Grand Duchess had been eating. It was apparent that the Lord expected Maria Elena to eat their leftovers. He took off his belt, doubled it, and touched it to her chin.

"A good dog is allowed to eat from the Master's table. So are you a good dog? Speak!"

Trembling with fear and tears welling up in her eyes, Maria Elena let out a loud bark.

"Excellent. You may be nothing but a dishonored animal, but at least you know how to show gratitude. Now, eat."

Maria Elena pushed her face into the food, eating just like a dog. Fortunately the meal was simple Danubian meat pasta and cooked vegetables, so it was relatively easy to get into her mouth. Had she been forced to eat meat off a bone without using her hands she would have been forced to do something nearly impossible. The probable result would have been a beating. Still, the humiliation of having to eat on all fours with her thighs spread and her backside on full display to everyone in the room was unbearable. Her meal concluded with a large bowl of water. She was horribly thirsty, so she drank greedily, even though water constantly got into her nose and made her cough.

Once she was finished drinking, the Lord ordered the servant to help with the final part of the cleanup. No one made any effort to communicate with her; it seemed that all the other servants were trying to avoid her. As she worked, she noticed that she needed to go to the bathroom and that the pressure in her bladder was rapidly building. She realized that she probably would not be able to relieve herself without some new embarrassment. Sure enough, as soon as she was done with her chores, the Lord and one of his Danubian servants took her outside to the lawn of the Royal Residence. She was leashed and her master told her that he was taking his dog for a walk. Indeed he was, because soon the pressure in her bladder forced her to ask for permission to squat.

"Does my doggie have to go pottie? Good dog. Now bark if you have to go."

Maria Elena barked.

"Very well dishonored doggie, you may go."

He ordered her to squat in the grass and still holding the leash, shined a flashlight at her. In spite of her humiliation, she managed to relax her bladder and a torrent of urine poured out of her. When she was finished, Maria Elena knew better than to rise without permission. Sure enough, the Lord handed some toilet paper to his silent servant. She immediately stepped over to Maria Elena, placed her hand on her shoulder to steady her, and with her other hand reached between her legs to dry her off.

"Put your finger in her vagina and make sure she is dry."

The servant complied and rubbed her bare finger along Maria Elena's vulva, but both women were mortified at the insult.

"She is dry, my Lord."

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A few minutes later the Lord and the two women accompanying him had returned to the room containing the "copulation platform". The other servant buckled Maria Elena's restraints so that, for the third time in just two days, she was immobilized on her elbows and knees with her bottom spread and her genitalia lewdly on display. The Lord took several pictures of her with a digital camera, then undressed. He handed each item of clothing to his servant, who took the articles and quickly folded them. He stepped back to masturbate himself while his servant rubbed lubricant into Maria Elena's vagina and anus. As soon as she was finished and Criminal # 101025 was lubricated for sex, the Lord grabbed the restrained servant by the hips and thrust into her as hard as he could.