La Chatte Heureuse Pt. 02

"Sit down Judith and cross your legs," I say.

She obeys and I tie her lower legs together with a simple tie, and then pass the loose end of the rope under the front of her chest harness and pass each strand over her shoulders and tie them off to the back of her chest harness. Judith is forced to lean forward with her knees almost touching her shoulders. It's a position I know that she'll find uncomfortable after a while, but for this demonstration it shouldn't be an issue.

"Well done," says Monique. "I think we can find a use for your skills. What bondage ties do you know?"

"Umm ... the box tie and shrimp tie I've done here, obviously," I reply. "I can also do a reverse shrimp tie, a breast tie, a ball tie, a crotch tie, and a rope harness. There's a few variations of those ties which I know about, and I can do a few other types of knots as well. But I've never heard about Shibari, let alone done any of it."

"There's not a lot of difference in the positions, but Shibari is more of an art form where the bondage is intended to be decorative as well as restraining," replies Monique. "This is an interesting development. I shall talk with you tomorrow about developing your skills further."

We are about to resume our meal when music starts playing over the loudspeaker system. Brooke, Olivia and Judith all gasp in surprise as the electronic vibrators inside their cunts start to work. For Olivia and Brooke, they can easily use their hands to manage the effect on their cunts. But Judith is unable to move her arms and has minimal use of her legs. She is forced to endure the torment without being able to protect herself. Seconds later Monique, Stephanie, Ruth, Grace, and Kirsty are all placing bets on which of the three slaves will come first.

"Who do you think will surrender to her slutty urges first, Nicole?" asks Ruth.

I study the three victims who are torn between maintaining their composure and simply giving way to their primal urges. Judith is the least able to help herself, but I detect that she has a strong control over her body. The others must share my opinion about Judith because they've all bet on Brooke surrendering first.

"Olivia," I reply, simply because the other five have bet on Brooke.

Olivia takes my bet on her as a challenge to help me win my bet. Not that it seems to be a problem for her because fifteen seconds later she's leaking all over the floor and making gasping sounds as her orgasm wracks through her. Brooke follows a few seconds later and Judith seems to hold on until the music stops.

With the excitement over for the moment, and with Brooke and Olivia tasked with cleaning up their mess, I make a move to untie Judith.

"Leave Judith for now, Nicole," orders Stephanie.

"She'll get very uncomfortable in this position before long," I reply.

"Yes. I'm aware of the effects of a shrimp tie," replies Stephanie. "I shall keep a close eye on her, but I've every confidence Judith can endure another half hour of this. Can't you Judith?"

"As you desire, Madame Stephanie," replies Judith deferentially.

I know Stephanie oversees all those in the Slave caste but I wasn't sure whether that extended to controlling staff Slaves. Obviously her dominion extends to our three Slaves. I've only used a shrimp tie twice before when we were playing games in the dormitory at school. On both those occasions my victims were pleading for release in less than ten minutes. But as long as someone keeps a watch over Judith then she shouldn't suffer any lasting ill effects.

We finish our meal and Olivia and Brooke are joined by three members of the Slave caste from building E4. They clear everything away and wash the dishes. Then they prepare the kitchen for tomorrow. By now Judith has endured twenty minutes in bondage and she's starting to show signs of discomfort. But she refuses to plead for release. Stephanie remains with Grace and I at the table while Monique and Kirsty go somewhere else.

"I met one of the Mistresses today who was having a problem with another Mistress," I say. "Is that a common occurrence?"

"Ah! You mean that little spat between Faye and Melody," replies Grace. "Faye can be a bit of a bitch and she devours anybody weaker than her. Melody has a lot to learn about being a mistress and she's a bit out of her depth when it comes to dealing with the likes of Faye."

"How does La Chatte Heureuse handle members who bully one another?" I ask.

"If Melody lodges a complaint, then it will be dealt with. But I don't believe she's done that so far. Faye can be pushy and domineering but I wouldn't go as far as calling her a bully. Besides, I believe Melody got the better of her this afternoon."

"Really? Did Melody win their bet?"

"No. It was an honourable draw, but it was a moral victory for Melody. Neither slave could free themselves in the time allowed so the bet was called off."

"Oh! That's okay then," I sigh. "I'm glad nobody ended up spending the night in E4's dungeon tonight."

"Ah, not so!" says Stephanie. "Slave Lillian is spending tonight in the dungeon in punishment for her failure to win her mistress's bet. As Grace said, Faye can be a real bitch. But try not to get too deeply involved with the lives of the members here or you'll end up wrapped in more knots than Judith here. Members come here for fun and games and some of those games can get a bit rough. Just remember that every Slave has freely chosen their caste."

I glance towards Judith who is beginning to show signs of real discomfort. But she still endures her bondage without complaint. Stephanie has obviously detected the same signs in Judith's posture that I've noticed. She goes over to Judith and runs her hands over Judith's exposed tits.

"I think you've endured enough, Slave Judith," says Stephanie as she unties the rope holding her legs to her chest. But that's the only knot she undoes. Judith remains securely bound, although she can sit upright and slide about on her arse.

"Thank you, Madame Stephanie," replies Judith, breathing easier than she was a moment before.

"You should thank Lady Nicole for some excellent ropework."

"Thank ..." begins Judith.

"No! No! No! Thank Lady Nicole in the appropriate way."

I've no idea what Stephanie means, but Judith obviously does. She slides over to where I'm sitting and raises herself into a kneeling position with some difficulty. I initially thought that she was going to kiss my feet, but by now it's clear what Judith intends to do. But bound as she is, she can't manage without my assistance, so I could refuse to participate in such a lewd act.

But I don't refuse. I lift my skirt and pull my panties aside so that Judith's tongue can set about it's work. I obviously don't know Judith very well, but it soon becomes apparent that she can quickly bring a woman to an orgasm with her tongue. Or am I so highly aroused by my surroundings that it takes so little to tip me over the edge? My juices flow and Judith greedily drinks them. An act which causes even more of my juices to flow. Before long I'm moaning like a wanton slut with my skirt and panties tossed on the floor. Judith doesn't ease up on her pressure, but extends her delightful work to include my clit. I lose control and I start humping her face. It's shameful and degrading, but I'm loving every minute. My powerful orgasm marks the end of our game.

"Well you are a hot little number," teases Grace once I'm back to reality and Judith has moved to where Stephanie is sitting.

"I'm sorry about my behaviour," I reply, feeling a bit embarrassed by my wantonness.

"There's no need to apologise to us," replies Stephanie. "We all take advantage of what's on offer here, and there's no shame in satisfying your urges."

I dress myself and pay a quick visit to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I return I find Stephanie and Judith waiting for me by the door. The ropes around Judith's legs have been removed but her arms are still firmly bound by my box tie.

"It's time to lock up the Slaves in E4," says Stephanie. "Judith and I thought we would show them your ropework and give them a thrill. Care to join us?"

"Um ... Yeah ... Okay," I reply, not sure what I'm about to experience.

We leave the administration building and, to my surprise, we head towards the entertainment building rather than the quarters for the Slave caste. It belatedly dawns on me that the Slaves can't enter their building without a Mistress opening the outer door. They obviously must congregate somewhere else before lock-up time. Several of the 'games rooms' are in use and Stephanie seems to know which are occupied by the Slaves from E4. She must have been the one who unlocked the doors in the first place to allow the Slaves to enter these rooms. Stephanie enters unannounced and rounds up the Slaves. There's one room where a Mistress is playing with one of the Slaves. Stephanie gives a polite knock on the door and requests that the Mistress return the Slave to E4 when the Mistress has finished with her.

It's easy to imagine those in the Slave caste as a downtrodden group living in misery and burdened with backbreaking work. That isn't what I witness here. Each room we visit has women happily frolicking in various states of undress and engaged in imaginative sexual games. The room fitted out like a sheik's harem has five naked women all luxuriating on cushions and massaging each other with oils. They show no ill effects from their earlier heavy labours shifting furniture in the Tower.

The only thing in common between all the rooms we visit is the speed at which the games are brought to an end and the Slaves present themselves dressed and ready to be escorted to their dormitories. Stephanie does a stocktake of the Slaves whom she's gathered. There are eleven Slaves in all, which seems to be the correct number. Brooke mentioned yesterday that there are twenty Slaves on-site at the moment. Some will be chattel slaves staying in E3 with their mistress, and one of the rooms we visited contained a Slave from E4 who was servicing a Mistress. There's at least one Slave locked in the dungeon and there are three helping in the staff kitchen.

"Pay attention, slaves," says Stephanie. "This is Lady Nicole and she's our new receptionist at La Chatte Heureuse. As you can see from Slave Judith's condition, Lady Nicole brings with her a talent with rope. I tell you this so that you are aware of her skills."

There's a mixed reaction from the Slaves and I can't tell whether Stephanie's words are taken as a warning or as a possible treat. I guess each Slave has her own fetishes and fears. Stephanie escorts the Slaves to their dormitory with Judith and I following in the rear.

"Are your bonds still okay?" I ask Judith as we walk. "They aren't cutting your circulation are they?"

"I'm fine, Lady. And thank you for your concern. It's quite a while since I enjoyed being so tightly bound. You have more skill at this than you perhaps realise."

I let Judith into the administration building and leave her in the care of Grace. I then follow the rest of the group heading towards building E4. Stephanie unlocks the gate to E4 and escorts the Slaves to their respective dormitories. She tells them they have fifteen minutes to prepare for bed. That triggers a flurry of activity. Some grab food from the kitchen, others head for the showers. Stephanie, however, guides me towards the dungeon down below.

We enter the eerie dungeon and proceed to check on the cells. I'm relieved that the Slave I saw in the dungeon yesterday has been released, and the only occupant in the dungeon cells is Faye's slave, Lillian. Stephanie brings her out of her cell and orders her to empty her chamber pot down the toilet located in the corner of the room. Lillian complies without complaint. Stephanie does a quick physical check that Lillian is okay and asks her a few questions to test that she's emotionally fit to spend a night in the cell. Task done, Lillian is returned to her cell.

However, Lillian isn't the only occupant of the dungeon. On the opposite side of the room are two slaves bound to the wooden frames I examined yesterday. Both are gagged and wearing manacles. Watching them are two of the Ladies who arrived with me yesterday. I'm not sure whether they are in the dungeon to watch over the two slaves, or whether they are here for some perverse form of entertainment. Either way, they depart upstairs as soon a Stephanie and I arrive.

"Heather and Mei Lien," says Stephanie by way of introduction. "Bondage slaves enjoying the delights of our dungeon."

This is the first time I've seen anyone from the bondage category of the Slave caste, and I can't help but feel a twinge of concern over the state of their bondage. However they both appear more than happy to experience their restraints, and seem almost reluctant to be parted from their frames as Stephanie unchains them. Free of their fetters, Stephanie and I escort the two of them upstairs to their dormitory. By now the women we escorted earlier are ready for bed. Each lies on their allocated bed and Stephanie walks around the room and locks the metal cuff bolted to the footboard of each bed to each Slave's ankle. There's just enough play in the linking chain for the Slave to get out of bed and reach the small chamber pot under her bed should the need arise.

Satisfied that everything is in order, Stephanie turns out the dormitory light. The room doesn't get thrown into complete darkness as there are three small red night lights in the ceiling.

"What happens if there's an emergency overnight?" I ask.

"All the electronic locks open as soon as the fire alarm sounds. The ankle shackles need a key, but there's a palm print controlled slot by each bed's headboard holding a spare key. In reality a Slave could free her ankle at any time, but that's regarded as cheating and deserving of a punishment. If she unlocks her panel, the system will record her palm print. If there isn't a good reason for freeing herself, then she can expect unpleasant consequences."

By the time we are ready to leave the building, the three slaves who had been helping out in the staff kitchen are waiting to be admitted into their quarters. Stephanie escorts them to their beds while I return to the administration block.

It's just after nine o'clock in the evening and it's too early for bed. There's no television or other forms of video entertainment, and the small bookcase of reading material doesn't contain anything which appeals to me. I go to the staff recreation area and find Olivia and Judith sat quietly taking. I notice Judith has been freed of her rope bondage. Both sit up straight when I arrive as though expecting me to give them an order.

"Hi," I say. "Anything happening tonight? Where have the others gone?"

"Madame Monique and Lady Ruth have retired to their room, Lady," replies Olivia. "Lady Kirsty, Lady Grace and Brooke are exploring the Tower. And Madame Stephanie is presumably still doing her rounds."

"So what's there to do in the way of entertainment at this time of night?"

"The entertainment building is open 24 hours a day," says Judith.

"I thought Ladies couldn't use the games rooms inside the entertainment building, and that Slaves can't enter without an escort."

"There are four rooms in the entertainment building open to Ladies. But you are right about Slaves. Neither Olivia nor I can enter the building or any of the rooms without an authorised person unlocking the door. Once inside a room, we can stay without supervision. But if we leave the room, we can't re-enter without help."

"Hmm ... Well, would one or both of you care to show me which rooms are open to me?"

"We'll happily show you, Lady," chimes Olivia, barely hiding her eagerness. "But Judith and I will need Madame Stephanie's permission to leave the administration building."

Judith seems more circumspect, but she nods in agreement. Perhaps she's worried she might end up experiencing another session of rope bondage. That's not my intention, but I've no real plan for tonight in mind.

Stephanie returns a few minutes later and authorises Olivia to show me those games rooms available for Ladies. Apparently now that the bulk of the work is finished in the Tower, Stephanie needs Judith's help in allocating tomorrow's work duties for the Slaves.

Olivia and I leave immediately and we walk across to the entertainment building.

"You can recognise which locks you can open by the colour of the palm pad, Lady," says Olivia. "White pads control locks everyone can open, blue ones only open for Ladies and Mistresses, and Black ones are for Mistresses use only. The colour coding matches the colours associated with each caste."

I had already surmised that was the reason for the different coloured palm pads around the place, but I wasn't aware any of the rooms in the entertainment building had blue coded locks. My previous visits to this building were brief, and I wasn't paying any attention to the colours on the locks.

"Rooms E501 and E502 are fitted out as bedrooms with a king sized bed, Lady. They are for couples or threesomes wanting traditional sex. Upstairs the rooms are for more adventurous games."

Olivia's body language is an open invitation for me to take advantage of the situation. She is practically begging for me to use her body as my plaything. All I need to do is to decide how.

"Let's take a look at the rooms upstairs," I say.

"Room E520, Lady," says Olivia as we reach the upper level. I unlock the door and study the large room fitted out with four two-seater settees around a raised platform with a dancing pole in the centre. I take a minute or so to take in the scene before moving next door to E521. I've already seen this room. The sheik's harem. This is where the five Slaves were busy lounging about and oiling each other when Stephanie collected them earlier.

"We call these two rooms the Strip Club and the Harem," says Olivia.

I walk back to the room Olivia called the Strip Club and go inside. Olivia follows close behind.

"Have you ever performed a pole dance?" I ask Olivia.

"No, Lady."

"What about a strip tease?"

"Um ... yes ... sort of ... once, Lady. At the graduation party when I left medical school."

"Would you like to perform one now?"

"Are you ordering me to do a strip tease on the stage?" asks Olivia with some uncertainty.

"I'm not a Mistress, so I can't command you to do anything. I am asking you."

"Um ... err ... I'm not sure it would be a very good strip tease, Lady, but okay. I'll give it a go."

"Good. Select the music you want from the CD collection over there and start when you are ready."

Despite her obvious desire to get inside my pants, Olivia is very nervous. She takes a minute or two choosing some music and she seems all thumbs when it comes to putting the CD in the player. Eventually she finds the right track and she positions herself on the stage. I don't recognise the music but it's clearly a tune Olivia knows. She starts gyrating to the music and after about thirty seconds she begins to find some rhythm to her movements. Off comes her shoes, then her skirt, to be quickly followed by her top. Of course her tits were already exposed, so there's nothing much to reveal above her waist. It's her panties which she seems reluctant to remove.

She twice seems about to drop her panties, but both times she loses her nerve. The music track must be nearing an end because she finally takes a deep breath and slips off her panties. She tries to put her hand over her cunt, but at the last second decides not to do so. I can't resist taking a closer look at the words tattooed above her cunt. Despite her embarrassment, Olivia permits me to make a closer inspection. The words are in a fancy script and read 'Flynn's Fuck Bunny'.