A Different Kind of Home Ch. 01

"Yes, Miss Becky," I replied.

"All right," she said. She went on to explain some of what was going to happen to me. After she was done, she came up to me, fastened a collar around my neck, and attached a leash to it. She then led me, nude, through a covered walkway into one of the smaller houses, where she unlocked a door, and said, "This will be your room."

We went in. There was a twin bed and a few simple furnishings. My luggage was right there, just as promised. There was a small bathroom and shower with no door.

Becky unfastened the leash and collar and said, "Take a shower right now, and shave your entire body. I'm going to stay and supervise so you don't do anything unauthorized with that dick of yours, big boy. You really will be punished if you do."

So she pulled a chair into the bathroom. I was really hot and bothered from not having had any release since the orgasm in Mistress Melissa's office, and having a pretty woman sitting there smirking as I showered and shaved made it even worse.

After I had got done and toweled off, Miss Becky sat on the bed and had me kneel on the floor by her feet. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and Alison walked in. She had a collar on her neck, too, a much more elaborate one than mine. She had on a red micro mini skirt and a bikini top of the same color. She was carrying a tape measure.

"Stand up," Miss Becky said. I did so. Alison and I could not help ourselves; we fell into each others' arms crying. It was so good to feel her body next to mine. We kissed deeply. After a couple of minutes of this, Miss Becky said, "Enough of the romance, you two. Alison, you have a job to do."

"Yes, ma'am," she said. Alison got out the tape measure and began to measure my waist my thighs and even the length of my penis. I was confused, but it felt amazingly good to have her touch me there. After she was done, Miss Becky said, "You can go now."

Alison said, "Yes ma'am," and immediately left the room. Some minutes later the doorknob turned and Mistress Melissa entered. This time she was wearing black pants and an elegant looking white blouse. Miss Becky immediately got to her knees and kissed the Mistress' feet, and I kissed her feet also.

She took each of us gently by the chin and had us kneel up. "Becky honey, you've done a really nice job primping him for me. Thank you. You can go now." Miss Becky immediately bowed down again and kissed the Mistress' feet. Then she got up to go and the two women grabbed each other and kissed passionately before Miss Becky left the room.

Mistress Melissa sat on the bed and had me kneel to face her. "You know why you're here, do you not?" she asked.

"To serve you, Mistress," I replied quickly.

"Well yes," she laughed. "There is that. But no, the real reason you are here is as a special favor to Alison. She's very special to me. So if you do anything that makes her unhappy, make any demands on her, or do or say anything that makes it more difficult for her to serve me, you are out of here. Immediately. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress,' I said.

She nodded. "You are on probation for the next two weeks. You have that long to learn the ways of this household, and to fit in. I know Alison will help. She does want you here.

You'll be confined to these quarters and see no one until some time tomorrow afternoon. You'll see why then."

This confused me, but all I said was, "Yes Mistress."

"In addition to Becky and Alison, I have three other female slaves, and two other male slaves. You will meet them after your confinement ends. The females who live here have quarters in another building. You and the other males are not allowed to go there.

"The females do have access to this building, and if one shows up at your room with a key to get in it means she has my permission to have intimate contact with you if she wishes. You are not allowed to deny her this.

"Most other times you are not allowed to have erotic contact with any of the females, especially Alison."

My heart sank. "Here, you have to remember, your bodies belong to me, and erotic contact between you and any of the females will only occur if it pleases me, and I give permission to the female. You are not allowed to ask.

"However you are allowed erotic contact with the other two males, if that's to your taste, and either of them is agreeable to the idea."

I shook my head vigorously and Mistress Melissa laughed. She had a wonderful laugh. "They're actually having an affair right now, so they might not be too game for a third party anyway," she said with a smile.

"What skills do you have to offer the household?" she asked after a moment. I told her I was good at electrical work, having worked as an electrician a couple of summers during college.

"That's wonderful," she said. "We've been needing somebody with those skills for a long time. I think this could work out well. Just let Becky know if you need tools or need to take any refresher courses in town if your skills are rusty at all.

"When you've passed your probation and proved you can contribute to the well-being of this household, there will be a formal induction ceremony at which you will commit yourself to the household and to my service personally.

"At that point you will place all your worldly goods and all your finances into a trust account I will administer." At this my eyes got big. "You won't be sorry," she smiled. "I'm a very good investor, and a couple of my slaves are now millionaires. All of them have done quite well."

Then she said, "Kneel up," and took my penis in hand. It got hard quickly. "Yes, this does excite you," she said. "I'm very optimistic. This poor thing, though," she said, giving my penis a squeeze, "will have to learn some discipline. You'll be alone and unsupervised until tomorrow afternoon, and I'm counting on you to not misbehave. Can you do that for your Mistress?" I nodded. "Yes, Mistress," I said.

She got up to go and I knelt down to kiss her feet. She smiled again. She left the room, locking the door behind her, and I was alone. The door lock was on the outside only. At noon and again at dinner time, Miss Becky appeared leading a collared male by a leash. The male had on a full face mask and some kind of contraption I could not make out around his waist. He carried a meal tray, which he handed to me. Forty-five minutes later each time they came around again and the male fetched the tray. There was no talking.

I didn't sleep well that night. The next morning and noon the meal service was the same as Saturday. Neither Miss Becky nor the male spoke. About two hours later, Mistress Melissa entered the room followed by Miss Becky. Miss Becky was carrying something in a package. I knelt and kissed Mistress Melissa's feet and Miss Becky's feet. Miss Becky told me to stand with my legs spread and I did so. She then pulled a plastic contraption out of the package and showed it to me.

"Gregg, this is a chastity belt that has been custom made for you." I must have looked confused. Mistress Melissa said, "In this house all males are required to be in chastity at all times except on the rare occasions I decide otherwise.

"This is done so that each male realizes that his body and his sexuality are my property. Also I believe that any self-willed penetration of a female by a male in this house is an outrage and not to be permitted. Because you are in chastity, the females will be able to have intimate access to you without there being any concern that you can commit this outrage. Also because I retain the key, any physical pleasure you are allowed to experience will be under my complete control."

At this point Miss Becky placed the belt on me and snapped it into place. I liked when she touched my penis, but quickly it was encased in hard impenetrable plastic. Miss Becky then took me into the bathroom, showed me how to wash under it, how I would have to pee sitting down from now on, and gave me some pointers to keep it comfortable.

She then led me back to the Mistress, and had me kneel before her. "Sweetheart, that's all I'll need. Thank you," said Mistress Melissa. Miss Becky knelt quickly, kissed Mistress Melissa's feet and left the room.

The Domina looked at me intensely and said, "You are now almost ready to be introduced to the household. Some things I want you to understand. First if I am not present at any time, you are to obey Miss Becky as if she were me. She is allowed to punish you for infractions as she sees fit, and she is to be treated with the utmost respect at all times. However she has no right to confer or revoke sexual privileges, and does not have access to the chastity belt keys.

"You will receive your work assignments from Miss Becky. She is responsible for taking care of all your practical needs here, such as your transportation to and from your job.

"Second you like the other males are to be nude at all times while indoors here, except when dressing to go to work, or if you need to wear protective clothing of some kind while doing work around the house. Appropriate clothing will be provided if you need to work outdoors, or for any authorized outdoor recreation when the weather is too inclement for nudity.

"All the females are required to wear bottoms in the house at any time there are males present. They may go topless or cover up above as they choose. From time to time you males will be confined to your rooms so that the females can disport nude or during ceremonials where female nudity is required.

"Third the females do outrank you males and you will be conscious of this at all times, and treat them with the utmost courtesy and respect.

"Will you do all this for me, Gregg? Will you?"

"Yes Mistress Melissa, I promise you I will." I knelt down immediately and covered her feet with kisses and tears. My heart was beating fast. I was a jumble of emotions, and the plastic enclosing my manhood was confusing my body.

She raised me up and cupped my chin in her hand, caressing my face gently. "Dear boy, you're so brave for me. I think you are going to make a good slave, and I think you have what it takes to be happy here. I know this will be difficult, but I know you will be strong for me. Thank you for doing this."

"You're welcome, Mistress Melissa," I stuttered, "I want to serve you well."

"And you will, Gregg," she said. She turned to go, then turned back to me and smiled. "I think there's someone here to see you," she added.

I saw Alison. She knelt immediately and kissed the Mistress's feet, and then came into the room as Melissa left. She knelt down in front of me, wrapped me in her arms, and we kissed passionately. She was wearing a white camisole and a tiny black bikini bottom. Our hands were all over each other.

Quickly we were on the bed and she was out of her top. I rubbed my entire body against her and suckled each of her breasts. I laid her on her back and kissed down to her navel and worshipped the insides of her legs. I kissed her vulva reverently through her panties. I put my hands in the waistband of her panties to take them off and she nodded with a sad look in her eyes.

I pulled her pants off and performed oral sex on her until she came four times. She was bucking and screaming and crying all at once. Finally she lay still, and I placed my head on her belly.

After a moment I looked up at her with hope in my eyes. "No, Gregg," she said softly. "I don't have the key. I'm not supposed to help you that way. I'm so sorry."

"But this is so unfair," I wailed.

"Yes of course it is," replied Alison. "But we both belong to Mistress Melissa now, and this is the way she wants it." She pulled me up to her face and looked me in the eyes. "If you had never told me about Lynette, I would never have known I had this need, and we would still be together, just you and me. But you did tell me, and now I know I need this.

"I need Mistress Melissa, Gregg. I need her and I'm incredibly grateful to her that she let me into her world, and then she let you in, to be a special friend to me. She's perfect, Gregg. You'll see."

"Alison, I haven't made love to anybody since we broke up. I guess I was waiting for you to come back. And now here you are and I still can't have you."

"But you can be with me in so many other ways, Gregg," she said. "I tried dating after we broke up and even slept with three different guys, but none of them were anything like you, and it just didn't work. Then I met Mistress Melissa and nothing's been the same since."

"Do you still date then?" I asked.

"No, silly. Of course not. I belong to Mistress Melissa, and I haven't had sex with anyone outside this household since she made me hers."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

She looked at me with even more intensity. "Gregg, Mistress Melissa encourages all the females to become lovers with one another, and I'm part of that. I'm particularly close to a girl you'll meet at dinner tonight named Meghan. We share a room now, the nights I stay here. She's brilliant. An artist. She has her studio here. But I've made love to all the females here, including Miss Becky, and I've even had the privilege of sharing a bed with Mistress Melissa a few times. I never thought I might be a lesbian, or bisexual, but I've never had more pleasure in my life. I'm sorry, Gregg. I can't go back and I don't even want to go back.

"But I'm on the outside looking in," I said.

"No you're not, honey. You're going to be a part of us now. You see, Mistress Melissa teaches us that females reach their peak of intuition and devoted service when we orgasm frequently and particularly when we do so with another female. She says that males by contrast reach their peak of intuition and service when they are denied almost all orgasms. You have different needs than we do and that's why there's a different system for you."

"This is just so hard," I said.

"I know it is, sweetheart," she replied. "But I know you're being brave for Mistress Melissa and I know you'll be even braver for me. You can do this."

I nodded, still disconsolate. I'll do my very best, Alison," I said.

"Of course you will, and I know you'll be successful," she replied. She jumped up off the bed, found her bikini bottoms and camisole, put them on and slipped out the door. "See you at dinner, Gregg," she said lightly as the door closed behind her.

I lay back on the bed, my heart a jumble of emotions as I contemplated everything Alison had told me. It hurt me that she had so much freedom with the women but was not allowed to be fully intimate with me. It hurt that she belonged to someone else, and was happy she did. My penis hurt as it throbbed against the chastity equipment trying to get hard.

About three hours later Miss Becky entered the room. She was dressed in a black low-cut leather bustier that showed her ample cleavage and a matching leather skirt with expensive knee boots and black stockings. She also was wearing an elaborate collar. I took a moment too long before I got off the bed, knelt down and kissed her feet. As soon as I knelt up she slapped me across the face. "You're going to have to learn to be prompt when homage is due," she told me. "In fact you are going to have to learn a lot of things quickly unless you want to be punished all the time.

"Anyway, I'm here to educate you a little more on how you need to behave here and what the rules are. "Yes, Ma'am," I said. She then took out two alligator clamps and fastened one to each nipple. The pain was intense. Miss Becky giggled. "Pain is part of how you learn obedience," she said.

You've noticed you are not allowed to have a watch and that there is no clock in your room." She continued. I nodded and said, "Yes, ma'am."

"In fact there are no clocks anywhere in this house where any slave besides me has regular access. Do you see that metal grating over there?" I looked in the direction of my bed and nodded. "That's a one-way intercom. When it's time for you to get up, an alarm will ring through there, and you will report to me in the main house as quickly as you can. If you take longer than 30 minutes, you will be punished.

"If it is a work day I will arrange for you to be transported to your job. If it is not I will give you your housework assignments for the day. If you are not going to work, you will of course be naked when you report to me. On workdays you will be transported back here after work, and will report to me as soon as you are nude to receive any evening work assignments.

"Dinner tonight is a sort of party to welcome you to the household and to wish you success in your probation. After tonight, though, you can expect to be on kitchen or table service duty at every meal you are here until your probation is done." At this she grinned evilly. "You can count on having plenty of other chores as well.

"If you do have any free time there is a small library off the main dining area. In it you will find books and articles about female domination and female superiority. It is your responsibility to be familiar with these materials and to be guided by them.

"Do you have any questions?" she asked. I couldn't think of a one, so she continued with instructions on dinner etiquette in the household as I knelt there before her,

I must have looked startled. She said, "Please understand that even though you are more or less permanently denied release, and even though respect is essential, we promote an atmosphere here of erotic pleasure and sensual friendship. To a degree we are all in love with one another. Mistress gives us permission.

One slave will be in the kitchen and that one and one other will be serving as well. You are not to have any direct conversation with them while they are serving. You will meet them another time." She reached down and took the clips off my nipples. They hurt even more as the blood rushed back into them.

She pulled me to my feet by my collar. "Shall we go to dinner," she said.

"Yes, Ma'am," I replied, and followed her out of the room. We went through the walkway between the buildings, came into the main house and turned into a large dining area where Miss Becky left me. The two serving slaves, a male who in addition to his chastity belt was wearing a white collar and a black bow tie and a female dressed in a French maid's outfit with a very short skirt were bustling about the dining area. The male was medium sized and blonde with close cut hair. Like me he was completely shaved. The female had large brown eyes and brown hair hanging down to her shoulders.

I then saw Mistress Melissa in a dazzling red off-the-shoulder evening gown with red high heels. A female slave with blonde curly hair was on her knees speaking to the Mistress. The female had on a short black skirt with thigh-high black stockings. She had on a beautiful gold-colored collar and was topless.

As soon as I saw Mistress Melissa, I rushed over to her, knelt down and kissed her feet. "It's nice to see you, Gregg," she said. "Kneel up, please." I did so. She put her hand under my chin and turned me to face the young woman, who was kneeling up facing me.

"Gregg, I'd like you to meet Meghan," the Mistress said. "Meghan, this is Gregg."

Meghan took my hand as if to shake, then thought better of it. She grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me fiercely. "Gregg," she said. "It's so wonderful to finally meet you. Alison has told me so much about you I feel like you're a friend of mine already. It's so great you're going to be part of us."

I was a jumble of emotions. There was my attraction to Mistress Melissa at whose feet we both knelt. There were Meghan's lovely breasts with the tiny erect pink nipples. There was her obviously delighted face as she smiled at me. And there I was looking straight at Alison's lover, who now could have my sweetheart in so many ways I could not. I felt jealous and turned on at the same time.