The Awakening Of Gabrielle

I followed, trying to not totter, the heels higher than I was accustomed to as we walked into the kitchen. "Master and Mistress take their morning coffee in their bedroom. I normally serve them both but today you will join me. I will serve Madame, you will serve Milord. Have you any formal training gurl?"

"No sir", my head quickly lowering as he put his fingers under my chin, lifting it.

"You need not lower your eyes to me dear, to your owners yes. Here is what we will do. We will carry our trays to their room, we will knock, we will await permission to enter and then you will walk to your Master's side of the bed, kneeling, holding the tray up and you will say with respect, "I pray you find this service as pleasing to your eyes as it is to your palate Master Anton. Can you remember that?"

"Yes Sir", my voice trembling as he nodded, pointing to one of the trays as he picked up the other and we proceeded down the hallway.

He came to a set of double doors, knocking and as we waited, I felt the tray shaking in my hands and he turned, whispering, "Take a deep breath, you'll be fine."

His kindness was not only needed but appreciated and I tried to smile as we heard a single command, "Enter." He opened the door and I tried not to stare at the opulence of the room, the velvet curtains, the many antiques, and as I saw the couple in bed, the man on the left, the woman on the right. Williams moved assuredly toward his proper place and I tried to imitate his movements, feeling eyes on me as I knelt beside my blue eyed owner, reciting my litany as I was instructed by the butler and I heard light laughter from the other side of the bed.

"William, I see you have been instructing our new toy as to proper service. Well done."

His voice was respectful, his head slightly bowed as he replied softly, "Thank you Mistress, I'm happy to have pleased you and as always honored to be in your service."

Taking a sip of his coffee, I knelt listening as Master said, "William is a valuable member of our household Gabrielle. He is not only an accomplished chef and butler but in addition he serves us in many other ways, as will you. Listen closely to him, heed his words and his suggestions, they will serve you well in serving us."

"Yes Master, I shall do as you say, he has shown me great kindness and I am thankful."

Mistress reached her hand down, stroking William's hair as she spoke. "You've made quite an impression on the dear gurl William, what are your thoughts on her?"

He paused for a moment before replying, "She is crude Mistress but I believe under yours and Masters tutelage she could be molded into the individual you desire, of that I have no doubt."

I heard his gasp, my eyes rising as if of their own volition as I saw the woman Janette with a handful of the man's hair, her voice calmly saying, "You too at one time were...crude...were you not boy?"

I saw it in his eyes, the surrender, the touch that he craved as he answered quickly, "Yes Mistress Janette."

She smiled, still holding his hair, his face draining of color as she continued, "It has been far too long since you have felt this touch I know. I have an idea. If the gurl pleases us, if you train her well enough for tonight's festivities, I shall grant you time with Master and I. If not, you will go unused, the worst punishment a submissive can endure. Is that agreeable to you dear boy?"

"If it pleases you it pleases me Mistress, as you wish, so it shall be."

She smiled, releasing her hold on his hair, a soft sigh escaping his lips as we both heard a single word, "Dismissed."

I started to rise but was quickly stopped, a hand around my throat as I felt Master's eyes upon me as he said calmly, "I saw how your eyes rose when Mistress corrected William. That is your first and only transgression that will be allowed, the next will bring swift and I promise painful correction."

There seemed to be no answer required, the statement obvious as his hand held my throat, tightly enough that I felt the presence but not hard enough to cause harm as he released me and I rose, quickly following William out of the bedroom, shutting the door softly as I could see his eyes struggle to focus.

I followed him back to the kitchen, his hands going to the counter, He was visibly shaking as I said softly, "Are you alright Sir?" He waved me away and I walked over, standing quietly until once again I heard him sigh before turning to look at me.

His voice was different, his words almost wistful. "Mistress knows it has been quite some time since I have been granted their attention and that my body yearns for such. Yes, I am their butler and more but like you I also have certain desires. I am a pain slut, I desire the touch of the lash, the caress of the crop, I need them like I need the air to breath and she knows by dangling this opportunity to me like one might a morsel of tasty food to a starving dog, I will do anything in my power to assure your success."

I could not help myself, hearing in his voice what I had only dared fantasize about as I walked over, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek saying, "I will do my best not to fail you nor Master and Mistress. You deserve their touch and my thanks Sir."

I could see him taken aback as I stood there, biting my bottom lip as I feared I had overstepped my boundaries. Instead he gathered himself saying, "There is no need to call me Sir, I am William and you are Gabrielle and the pleasure is mine Miss" as he bowed and I blushed anew.

He poured us both cups of coffee before settling down at a small breakfast nook and said, "The festivities that Mistress spoke of is a small gathering of friends this evening. There will be no formal meal served but there will be canapés and drinks which you and I will prepare and you will serve. You will do with your eyes slightly lowered, never making direct eye contact with any of the guests who are all like our owners, dominants in their own rights. You will speak only when spoken to, you will refrain from lengthy statements and you will at all times honor their home by your service."

"Yes William" as I smiled, feeling a kinship with the kind gentleman who had shown me such care. As we finished our coffee he began to outline our various duties leading up to the night which laid ahead, showing me where various cleaning implements could be found and I began to work at my tasks, my mind a jumble of thoughts, mostly happy to find myself in the position I was in. Wondering what mysteries the night might hold.

By the time early evening had fallen I had finished my work, finding myself back in the kitchen, seeing William working over the finger food that would be served that evening, the look on his face though showing me that something wasn't quite right. As I began to assist, I had to fight to curb my tongue until we finished and he began to remove the wine that would be served that night, opening the bottles to breath before turning to me to say, "I have been given new instructions from Mistress concerning your service tonight Gabrielle."

I didn't know whether to be excited or concerned, the words catching me by surprise as William sighed before continuing. "When I first began my service, I would be put in many, shall we say, humiliating positions to show my acceptance of our owners dominance and it seems Mistress desires the same of you. I can say no more than that only to tell you that I have been instructed how to prepare you. It will bring no harm to you but it will not be easy to accept but life here at times can be..." his words trailing off as he extended a hand, two blue pills in it and a glass of water, simply expecting me to take them without question.

It was an hour later that William took my hand, leading me into a small room off the kitchen, my eyes growing wide at the sight laid out before me. "Gabrielle, you will hold still while I prepare you." I was no more capable of speech than I was of moving, frozen to the spot as he picked up the posture collar, putting it around my neck, forcing my head to lift, the sound of the lock going through insuring there would be no release until it was to be granted by another.

Taking a long silver chain, he looped it around my waist, similar to what I had seen people in prison wear, with two other lengths of chains attached, restraints at the end of each. He gently took my hands, pulling them behind my back and as I felt the cold steel of the shackles close I couldn't help but shiver, a soft moan escape my lips. From there he trailed the other length of chain to my ankles, connecting the restraints, a hobble chain which would allow me only to take small, mincing steps.

As I stood there, my mind now reeling I heard him say softly, "Gabrielle, open your mouth." I obeyed, a penis gag quickly filling it, the leather strap being cinched tightly behind my head until he walked in front of me, freeing my hair from the strap, making sure I was presentable before leaning in close and whispering as I heard, "I'm sorry" and before I could even utter an unintelligible answer, he lifted the front of my short skirt, taking the metal cage, attaching it to the chain around my waist, showing my sex to all.

I moaned helplessly, the blue pills having kicked in, the potent medicine having worked its magic as my "clit" was swollen to bursting, pressing painfully against the restraint but with no release to be found or given. My face flushed a scarlet red as he took a tray which hooked to the chain, above my throbbing member where the food and drinks could be presented and it finally hit me, I would be present in front of others in this most humiliating of positions.

My eyes must have begun to fill with tears as William leaned in, his voice tinged with sadness saying, "If you cry and ruin your makeup, I will suffer alongside you for it Gabrielle, I beg you, please, please pull yourself together." It took all I had to blink back the tears but I had made a promise and I was determined to follow through with it as I tried to nod my head but with the posture collar even that wasn't possible so I simply mumbled through the gag, hoping he understood.

He nodded saying, "The guests will be arriving soon and Master and Mistress will be down shortly where we are to present ourselves to them for their approval. With that he took my arm and gently led me from the room, back into the kitchen as I tried to get used to the minimal movement I was to be allowed, the hobble chain assuring that.

We had no more returned to where the food and beverage awaited than the door opened and our owners walked through. Both of them were dressed casually but elegantly, her in a simple but stunning little black dress, he in a silk shirt and slacks.

I could only stand, kneeling was not a possibility as I watched William straighten his back and await his inspection. It seemed like only a cursory glance to me as both the man and woman walked around him, nodding their approval before turning to me. The posture collar made it even more difficult for me to keep my eyes lowered but I tried desperately as I stood in my restraints, my gag, fighting to not make a sound though with every passing second the medicine coursing through my body was causing the cage to become even more and more restrictive.

Master simply smiled as he looked at me but it was the look in Mistress's eyes that told me to whom I should thank for my current predicament. Her eyes sparkled as she stopped in front of me, reaching down, stroking the cage almost lovingly as I was helpless, I moaned into the gag as she whispered in my ear, "So Gabrielle, you are now truly a submissive sissy maid, is this how you pictured it?"

She knew very well that no answer was possible, simply smiling as her hands continued to roam, toying with my body, arousing me even more until I began to wonder if this might be what madness feels like.

With that the doorbell rang and Master said, "Tonight we will greet our guests at the door. William you will accompany Gabrielle when we ring for you, she will carry the various items, you will serve our guests. Remember your places and the consequences of failure."

"Yes Master, we both thank you for the opportunity of service." William's words echoing in their wake as they left, the sound of laughter soon coming from beyond the door as I stood there, unsure as whether I was even capable of movement.

Once again it was the voice of the brown haired gentleman saying softly in my ear, "Gabrielle, be proud of who you are, of what you are. Embrace it and I swear, it will embrace you."

His calming words were what I needed and I took a deep breath as I felt the tray being loaded with the items that would be served, knowing I would have to work hard at keeping my balance. The bell rang only a few seconds later and William opened the door for me and with delicate steps, I walked out into the living area.

I heard the silence for a moment as I entered the room, felt the eyes upon me and I know I blushed, I was helpless to stop it but I pressed on, keeping close to William as he went to the first guests, his service impeccable as he fixed a plate and two wineglasses for them as I stood silently. It was only then that I heard Mistress Janette said with a smile in her voice, "All of you know William, I don't believe any of you have met our newest potential submissive, this is Gabrielle."

I couldn't curtsey, I couldn't speak, I could only stand there as I heard the murmurs as people drew closer and I felt William's hand squeeze my arm, insuring I would not run as he turned to serve another individual and I felt Mistress's presence next to me saying, "We found her at the fetish ball, she shows promise but is rough around the edges, nothing that can't be fixed with the proper incentive, correct Gabrielle?"

Once again an answer wasn't required as I heard her say, "Feel free to examine her as you wish, if she displeases you in anyway please let Master Anton or I know and she will be...corrected."

I heard the word, moaning softly behind the gag as I heard a woman laugh and say, "It sounds like that's precisely what she wants dear Janette, perhaps you have a perfect partner for dear William here."

With that I heard more laughter but William maintained his composure, still filling glasses, handing out plates until finally we needed more and he gently led me back into the kitchen, stopping me, his face close, showing concern saying, "Are you alright Gabrielle, are you okay?" I fought hard to blink my assurance as he stroked my face as I heard, "You're doing beautifully, I'm so proud of you."

It was only then that I realized Master was at the door, seeing the scene unfold as we heard his voice say calmly, "I was not aware the gurl answered to you, did you somehow take control of the house William, did I miss something?"

His face turned pale, his head quickly lowering, his voice again changing as I heard "No Master Anton, I stand corrected Milord."

With that he walked slowly up to where we stood, Williams face still blanched as he heard his Master say, "Pain is what you desire, is it not William?"

The butler began to shake, knowing a nerve had been touched as he replied softly, "If it pleases my owners, Yes Master."

The blue eyed man nodded saying, "I thought as much. Well then if pain is what you desire, pain is what you shall have" as I heard William draw in a breath but only then did I feel Masters hand, pulling at the bodice of my dress as he held up the clover clamps, my eyes opening wide as he put one and then the second one on and I couldn't help it, tears swimming in my eyes.

Master watched as I fought to come to grips with the intense feelings, his eyes locked onto mine as I heard him say softly, "For William the lack of pain, seeing another suffering as he so wishes to is more harmful than any needle, flogger, crop or quirt. Having you suffer gurl for him, is a true punishment, isn't it boy?"

His head simply hung down and this time when he didn't respond I knew that the words rang true, Master turned on his heels, motioning for us to rejoin them and as we did so, William's spirit seemed to be broken, his head now hanging lower than I had ever seen before.

As we walked out into the area we had served once again the murmurs begat silence as Master walked over to where Mistress stood, leaning close and whispering in conspiratorial tones before she looked up and said, "William, you will bring me my thinnest cane, now."

The male slave turned on his heels, walking quickly from the room, moving toward the steps leading down the stairs as Master strode to me, taking me by the arms and pulled me over to the long coffee table. He took off my serving tray and with a forceful hand, pushed me to my knees, my body to the table as I whimpered. The clamps were pushed down, the sharp edges biting even more as William returned, walking over to Mistress, kneeling before her and presenting her the cane, his head remaining bowed.

She stood there for several seconds, the silence omnipresent, the look on William's face remaining the same though his mind was awhirl, wondering why she did not accept his offering until to his dismay he heard her say. "I have no need for the cane William, it is for you to use, rise."

Now his confusion was evident as she continued by saying, "I understand you are now in charge of the house and thus you will implement the punishment that must be meted out to this slave." His face turned ashen, his mouth opening to speak but she simply rolled right over him saying, "Ten strokes of the cane should be adequate to insure that she learns there are consequences to all actions of any of those who serve in this home."

His hands shook with the instrument of correction in his hands as once again he tried to speak but this time it was the man Anton who said, "You have a choice William, you can give the gurl ten lashes, lashes that Mistress and I feel are adequate or you can allow all of our guests here to do so for you, a total of sixty lashes which she will be forced to endure. I would think sixty lashes might simply break her completely but the choice is yours."

For William it was like being caught in the greatest of paradoxes, heaven and hell, giving instead of receiving pain and he knew that our owners were trying to prove a point. He also knew as inexperienced as I was, that Master Anton's words were correct, I would be shattered, possibly beyond repair, the look on many of the individuals faces showing how badly they wished to have the cane in their hands, not his.

With that, he walked over to where I knelt, still whimpering softly as he leaned down, his voice loud enough for all to hear. "Correction is an owners right and privilege. A slave should always be thankful and grateful for that gift. You shall receive 10 lashes as have been instructed and since you are gagged you will be unable to count so I shall do so for you. When I have finished, I will place the cane to your lips and you will do your best to kiss the instrument that has been used on you and when you no longer wear the gag, you will thank your owners for your correction,"

All I could do was lay, bent over the table as my short skirt was lifted even higher and I heard the swish of the cane and it landed directly across my bottom, my entire body jerking, my muffled scream filling the room as I heard a single word, "One." Each blow was a searing pain, the heat rising quickly as my bottom was turned red. Long, angry looking lines marking the path and by the time I heard the word ten spoken,

I was sobbing like a child, my makeup running down my face as the cane was presented to me I did all I could as it was pressed up against my gagged lips. William walked over, kneeling again before Mistress and Master, his voice calmly saying, "I pray my service and my actions bring honor upon your house and that the correction was to your liking."