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Chapter 18 � Property without honor
The
next morning Maria Elena woke to the sound of the bolt that secured her
cell door being unlocked. Immediately she scrambled to her knees and put
her head on the floor, just in time to be in position for when the door
opened. She was not surprised to see Lord Vidmarkt, the man who had both
raped her but also rescued her from spending the entire night in the
pillory. With him was one of the naked servants who had accompanied him
the night before. The young woman was carrying a pair of wrist cuffs.
Maria Elena stood up and placed her hands behind her back to allow her
fellow servant to restrain her hands. Lord Vidmarkt�s servant then
brought in a plate of oatmeal and an apple to place on the floor. With a
slight gesture of her hand she indicated that Maria Elena needed to
kneel. She quickly assumed a kneeling position as well, staring straight
ahead. The Lord addressed the newest servant:
"Very well, dog. Show your gratitude with a nice loud bark, and then you
may have your food."
Maria Elena choked back her tears and barked as loud as she could.
"Good dog. You may eat."
Maria Elena leaned forward and buried her face in the oatmeal. Her hands
were behind her back so she had trouble keeping her balance. Lord
Vidmarkt grabbed her hair to help steady her, and with great difficulty
she managed to position her mouth to be able to eat. With rude sounds
she sucked at the plate's contents, licking and slurping the oatmeal as
though she truly were an animal. She had to finish the plate, and by the
time she was done her face was covered with food. The Lord kicked her
and told her what a disgusting sight she was. The other young woman took
a wet washrag and cleaned off her face.
Eating the apple was even worse. Maria Elena had to push the piece of
fruit against the wall and only with great difficulty managed to take a
small bite. With her legs spread to steady herself, she pushed her face
against the fruit over and over, in an effort to find a spot where she
could sink in her teeth and take a bite. She was desperate to finish,
because the Lord was standing over her with his zapper and lecturing her
about wasting food. Finally, after a horrendous struggle Criminal #
101025 managed to eat the majority of the apple, or at least enough to
satisfy the Lord. Maria Elena had to pick up the core with her teeth and
drop it into a trash can.
Lord Vidmarkt's servant held a large glass of water to Maria Elena's
mouth and forced her to drink. She drank reluctantly, remembering the
awful experience from the day before, but with the zapper only
centimeters away from her body, she knew that she had no choice. Finally
the Lord allowed her to stand up and ordered his servant to brush the
prisoner's teeth.
The Lord and his servant led the newcomer back to the washroom. By then
the dreaded pressure in her bladder was building, because she did not
have time to go to the toilet when she was woken up. The Lord led Maria
Elena to a tiled section of floor with a small hole in the middle.
"I need to house-train you. Bark if you need to piss."
The criminal's voice cracked as she let out a bark.
"Very well, dog. You have spoken so I am giving you the privilege of
pissing. You may kiss my shoe in gratitude."
Maria Elena did as she was told, before squatting over the hole. With
her hands behind her back she had great difficulty maintaining her
balance. The Lord was standing in front of her with his zapper. A small
red light indicated the device was turned on and fully charged.
Trembling from the awkward position and from absolute terror and
humiliation, Maria Elena managed to relax and empty her bladder, in
plain view of the Lord.
"A good dog, one that does not want to be euthanized, pisses on demand."
Lord Vidmarkt ordered his attendant to take off the cuffs from the
newcomer's wrists. He then ordered her to get on her hands and knees and
to spread her legs. The servant took a tube of lubricant, dabbed some on
the Colombian's waiting bottom-hole, and gently massaged it in. She
pushed her finger up Maria Elena's rectum and moved it back and forth
while the Lord continued to watch. Tears welled up in the other
servant�s eyes, and Maria Elena trembled with fear and humiliation. She
knew that in Danubian society what was happening was a severe insult for
both women.
Lord Vidmarkt pointed to the side of the room, where a full enema bottle
was hanging on a movable pole. The servant withdrew her finger from
Maria Elena's bottom. She knelt and touched her head to the floor before
getting up to retrieve it. She moved the assembly to where the Colombian
was waiting on her hands and knees. The servant silently pushed the
nozzle into her companion's rectum. She looked at her owner, silently
asking him if she should open the clip that sealed off the tube. He
nodded and with that Maria Elena felt her intestines fill with warm
water. As soon as the bottle had completely drained, the Lord's servant
immediately withdrew the nozzle and removed the enema equipment to clean
it. Maria Elena quietly remained in position as the pressure began
building in her guts and she waited for her companion to return.
Meanwhile the Lord slowly walked around his captive, tapping his zapper
to threaten her.
By the time her fellow servant returned, the pressure in Maria Elena's
intestines was becoming unbearable. The Lord commented:
"You know Criminal # 101025, the most dishonorable thing a woman can do
is defecate in front others, especially in front of a man of high
stature. A woman who does such a thing is truly nothing more than an
animal. But then, that is all that you are, isn't it? An animal... a
piece of property. You see, the idea that you are a human being is an
illusion, and a stupid illusion at that. You are dishonored... like I
told you last night. You are completely dishonored."
Maria Elena grunted in agony as tears poured down her checks.
"Say it."
"I... I am dishonored, my Lord."
"Good dog. Position yourself over the hole, and I will allow you to
relieve yourself."
Maria Elena was desperate. She did as she was told, squatting over the
hole and releasing the contents of her intestines with a loud splashing
noise. Lord Vidmarkt did not take his eyes off her the entire time. The
pain in her guts subsided, but humiliation and anguish swept over her.
She could not look at either the Lord or her fellow servant.
The next ordeal was for the prisoner to be bathed so she could be
formally presented to the Royal Couple. The Lord addressed the other
woman:
"Clean her up."
A second female servant entered the washroom and together the pair
soaped and rinsed-off the Colombian. They paid special attention to her
bottom and vagina, fondling the newcomer to further humiliate and
degrade her. The pair washed Maria Elena's hair and combed it, but
because she was in such disgrace, the Colombian would not be granted the
privilege of having her hair braided. Until the Grand Duchess granted
permission, Criminal # 101025 would have to endure her life at the Royal
Residence with her hair loosened.
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A few minutes later Lord Vidmarkt led a shacked and trembling Maria
Elena into the Great Hall, where the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess of the
Republic of Danubia were seated. The couple sat in matching thrones. A
red carpet led from the thrones back to the room's main entrance. As
usual, kneeling along the sides of the carpet were naked servants, young
men and women, collared and absolutely still and silent.
As the Lord led his terrified captive to the Royal Couple, Maria Elena
noticed a big difference in their expressions. The Grand Duchess seemed
eager to take control of her newest servant. Her newest piece of
property, her newest toy. Her face reflected arrogance, cruelty, and
lust. The Grand Duke's face reflected nothing more than boredom. He
always had to be present for the formal introduction of a new household
servant out of protocol, but clearly was irritated at being pulled off
the Royal Golf Course just to satisfy his wife's latest whim.
By tradition, a criminal honored to serve in the house of the Royal
Family always was formally presented to the Grand Duke. The new servant
officially became his property, and it was up to the ruler to assign a
task. There was some ceremony involved, but since becoming the nation's
ruler, the current Grand Duke simply handed each new servant over to his
wife and it was up to her to decide what to do with them. That was the
case with Maria Elena. The Grand Duke looked at her welt-covered body
and terrified expression with indifference while she knelt at his feet.
He stood up, hooked his finger into the ring of her collar, and dragged
her in front of his wife.
�Love of my life and Grand Mistress of Danubia, I present you with the
gift of human service. Take this prisoner, and train her to suit your
needs. She is yours, my Precious.�
�Thank you, my Lord and Grand Master of the Danubian people. With
humility and gratitude I will accept this gift that you have bestowed
upon me.�
With that Anyia kissed her husband�s hand and took hold of the ring in
Maria Elena�s collar. Now it was official, the prisoner was the personal
property of the Grand Duchess.
The Grand Duke then stood up, along with the three most attractive naked
women in the room. Most of the servants formally belonged to Anyia, but
on three occasions the Duke had kept a new female servant for himself.
Everyone in the Royal Residence knew that those three women were
extraordinarily lucky. Yes, the Grand Duke's personal servants did have
to provide him with sexual favors and do things such as carry his golf
clubs, but to serve the Grand Duke was infinitely better than having to
serve the Grand Duchess. Once he selected a servant he treated her well,
gave her plenty of food and rest, and never did he beat anyone. If a
servant displeased him, he simply threatened to turn her back over to
his wife, and that threat was enough to keep her obedient.
The Grand Duke departed with his small escort. The three women huddled
close behind him, knowing that he was the only person who stood between
them and a life of humiliation and terror under the Grand Duchess and
the two Lords in whom she confided.
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Anyia attached a leash to Maria Elena�s collar while the prisoner knelt
and trembled. She was fully expecting another whipping or being returned
to the pillory. However, Anyia had moved beyond her temper tantrum from
the day before. Instead, she was livid over the horrific lack of respect
that two male servants had displayed towards the household and towards
the rules that, in her divine wisdom, she had established for the
benefit of everyone in the residence. The offense was that the two
servants had been caught talking to each other. Talking among the
servants was strictly forbidden. They could communicate with a simple
sign language, but to use their voices was a serious breach of the rules
Anyia had imposed on the servants shortly after she became Grand
Duchess. Such disgraceful behavior could only be atoned for by assuring
that the perpetrators understood the true meaning of being dishonored.
The
two disgraced young men lay on their stomachs on the floor with their
feet cuffed together and their hands behind their backs. Both young men
were typical-looking Danubians, of average stature and with brown hair
and brown eyes. The other servants knelt in absolute silence while Anyia
paced the room angrily, yanking her newest servant�s leash as Maria
Elena tried to keep up with her. The Grand Duchess was screaming in
Danubian, berating the entire group about their total lack of respect
for the Royal Couple and their disdain for Royal Tradition. Maria Elena
could only understand part of what her owner was saying, but she could
tell that Anyia was spewing threats ranging from daily floggings for
everyone in the room to being left in the pillory for several days.
Anyia only stopped when the two Lords who enjoyed her confidence entered
the room. Behind them a group of naked women struggled to carry a heavy
wooden table through the door. When she saw that the table had several
sets of straps bolted to its surface, Maria Elena realized what it was.
Except for being wooden instead of metal, it looked exactly like the
table she had been switched on following her trial. She cringed,
thinking that the young men were going to be punished. Yes, indeed, they
were going to be switched, but Anyia and her Lords would not be
satisfied with merely inflicting physical pain on their victims. Before
their switchings, they would be dishonored.
The Lords placed a hard pillow in the middle of the table and secured it
with buckles. Then they grabbed one of the prostrate servants and forced
him onto the table, lying face up with the pillow under his hips. Once
his wrists and ankles were restrained, the pillow forced him to arch his
pelvis and placed his penis and testicles on lewd display. One of the
Lords casually groped him as a prelude to the horrific humiliation about
to be imposed on him and his unfortunate companion.
The Lords turned their attention to the other servant. They grabbed him
and forced him to stand next to the table. They uncuffed his hands, but
left his feet shackled so he could not move. Then both officials grabbed
cattle prods and turned the devices to their maximum setting.
�Since you like making love-talk to each other, we will grant you that
privilege, the honor of making love in front of us. Criminal # 100934,
you will arouse Criminal # 100833. You will touch him with your hands,
and you will caress and love him until he is hard. When he ejaculates,
you will allow him to expend into your mouth, and you will make sure no
mess is left behind.�
In spite of their training to not betray emotion, Maria Elena could tell
that both young men were mortified at what they were being forced to do.
They were being ordered to degrade themselves in the worst way a
Danubian man could be degraded. She was aware that in Danubian culture
there was nothing more dishonorable for a man than to have his genitals
touched by another man. Kim and Cecilia had emphasized the extent to
which all Danubians (especially men) were totally paranoid at the
thought of having their bodies being touched by someone of the same sex.
It was a taboo with a severity particular to Danubian culture.
Maria Elena was about to witness something worse than a simple touching,
because the two servants would be forced to perform a homosexual act in
front of a room full of other people; fellow servants, several guards,
three members of the country�s nobility, and a camera that had been set
up to record their degradation. And yet they would do their best to
comply with what they were being ordered to do, because they knew that
if they failed, their families would be brought to the Royal Residence
to see what loathsome and dishonored creatures they had become.
Criminal # 100934 started massaging Criminal # 100833�s upper thighs and
stomach, slowly working towards his penis and testicles. As he began to
fondle his companion�s penis, it wasn�t too long before Criminal #
100833 began to get hard, in spite of the overwhelming humiliation he
was enduring. As she watched with both horror and fascination, Maria
Elena wondered how many times those two servants had been forced to
perform on each other or on other male servants. Then a more terrifying
thought entered her mind� if Anyia was forcing her male servants to have
sex with each other in front of an audience, there was no reason to
assume she wouldn�t force her female servants to do the exact same
thing. She glanced with terror at the other naked kneeling women,
wondering which one would be the first her owner would force her to have
sex with.
Tears formed in Criminal # 100934�s eyes as he placed his mouth over his
companion�s penis. He started sucking as he continued to stroke the
shaft. Criminal # 100833 closed his eyes and ejaculated, desperate to
simply get the experience over with. As he struggled to swallow the
semen in his mouth, Criminal # 100934 coughed and gagged. Suddenly he
screamed and fell on the floor. The two Lords plunged their cattle prods
at him, eliciting more agonized screams.
�You left a mess, you disgusting pervert! You defied orders and you left
a mess!�
Anyia spoke next.
�That dishonored beast! Take him to the whipping post! I�ll deal with
him!
With that two guards dragged the sobbing criminal out to the courtyard,
while Anyia screamed at another male servant to bring her whips.
Meanwhile, Criminal # 100833 remained strapped to the table, absolutely
silent. With Anyia�s ire directed towards the unfortunate Criminal #
100934, he knew that it was possible that he would avoid any further
punishment over the talking incident. Anyia was as capricious as she was
vicious. If she exhausted herself flogging Criminal 100934, then it was
probable she would forget all about punishing Criminal # 100833 and at
some point later in the day a guard would let him up from the table and
he would quietly return to his duties.
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While the other servants knelt in the courtyard, the Grand Duchess of
Danubia flogged Criminal # 100934. He screamed pitifully as the whip
crossed his body over and over. She concentrated on his bottom and upper
back, but she struck everywhere from his calves to his shoulders. It
seemed she couldn�t get enough of beating him, and the two Lords were
all too happy to give him an occasional shock in the testicles with one
of their zappers. Finally Anyia stopped flogging, simply because she was
too exhausted to continue. By the time she dropped her whip, her victim
was covered with horrific welts, some of which were bleeding.
�Put him in the pillory.�
The Lords glanced at each other. Maria Elena could tell their mood had
changed and that they became concerned about punishing Criminal # 100934
any further. The two officials had been willing participants in the
servant�s punishment, but never before had they seen Anyia flog to the
point of drawing blood. He knew that needed a chance to recover and that
putting him in the pillory in his condition was not a good idea.
�What are you waiting for? Put that dishonored creature in the pillory.�
As reluctant as the Lords were to do anything further to their victim,
they were not about to argue with the Grand Duchess in front of the
other servants. They ordered the guards to unchain Criminal # 100934
from the whipping post and put him in the pillory.
Once he was chained, the young man hung limply. The Lords became even
more concerned about his condition. They knew that they would have to
somehow divert the attention of the Grand Duchess as quickly as
possible, so they could get Criminal # 100934 down and have him taken to
the infirmary of the Royal Residence. They did not really feel sorry for
him, but they knew that a death among the Royal Servants was something
they needed to avoid. A death was one thing that eventually would get
out and that would cause a scandal for the Royal Household.
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The
Lord that had raped Maria Elena the night before spoke to the Grand
Duchess, suggesting that she try out her newest servant.
�She is a lovely girl, your Graciousness, and you know what they say
about women from the tropics. I�m sure she is eager to please you.�
Anyia tightened her grip on the leash holding Maria Elena�s collar.
�Yes, I suppose so. I guess after what I�ve just been through, I deserve
a little pleasure.�
�Yes, your Graciousness. You�ve had a difficult day so far. Why not take
a break and enjoy yourself? Lord Horskti and I will handle the
household. Go and relax with the new servant, my Lady. I will send
Criminal # 100504 to assist.�
The Lord whistled in the direction of one of the female servants, an
attractive blond girl who did not look Danubian. Criminal # 100504
immediately stood up, walked over to the Lord, and knelt at his feet.
�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 Horskti. 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. Lord
Vidmarkt 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 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 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 sweaty and not clean at all. It would be up to her
servant, Criminal # 101025 to clean her.
Maria Elena grabbed Anyia�s moist 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 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 Lord
Vidmarkt�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 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 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 strange. At the dinner table it was
obvious the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess cared for each other. She had
not noticed 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
uneasy when Anyia and the Grand Duke left the Royal Dining Room. 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 Lord
Vidmarkt showed up with a leash. He hooked it to her collar and gave it
a quick jerk. She 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, Lord Vidmarkt 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 Lord Vidmarkt 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.
The other servant turned to kneel facing the wall, but the Lord ordered
her to stand and watch. She obeyed, trying as best she could to remain
expressionless. Maria Elena did not know it at the time, but in Danubian
culture to watch other people have sex was considered an extremely
dishonorable act. The Lord was dishonoring Maria Elena by raping and
sodomizing her, but he also was dishonoring his other servant by
ordering her to watch instead of allowing her to turn away.
When he finished pumping semen into her vagina, Lord Vidmarkt paused a
few minutes while he groped Maria Elena�s thighs and bottom. The other
servant knelt and her master put his wet penis into her mouth. She was
obviously disgusted at the thought of having to taste the sex of two
other people. Maria Elena already knew that performing oral sex was
another practice that was considered dishonorable in Danubia. As soon as
he spent his remaining semen into the other servant�s mouth, he slapped
her. He then ordered the two women into the washroom and instructed them
to bathe each other. Neither could touch her own body; all washing had
to be done by the other. Of course, the two servants had to pay special
attention to each other�s crotches.
�I shall smell both of you when you are finished. If there is even a
hint of stench, I will flog you both. Then I will have you flip a coin
to see which one of you will spend the night in the pillory.�
Maria Elena realized that Lord Vidmarkt was obsessed with dishonoring
women by making them humiliate themselves. He was not as quick to flog a
Royal Servant as was Anyia, but he tortured them in a different manner
through continuous sexual insults and by doing everything he could to
destroy any hint of self-respect.
There was a final humiliation for Maria Elena�s fellow servant. Lord
Vidmarkt ordered her to kneel and Maria Elena to undo her braids. The
woman had held up well throughout the evening, but having her braids
undone broke her spirit. As Maria Elena finished with her companion�s
hair and ran her fingers through to straighten it out, tears rolled down
the Danubian woman�s cheeks.
�Why are you crying? I�m sure you realize that you don�t deserve to have
braided hair. Braided hair is a privilege only for women who have
honor.�
With that Lord Vidmarkt locked up the two servants in the tiny cell
where Maria Elena had slept alone the night before. As he closed the
door, he commented:
�That mattress is large enough for dishonored women who wish to lie
together; as I am sure you two sexual deviants wish to do.�
Once the door was closed and bolted, Maria Elena thought about
whispering to her cellmate about making an arrangement to take turns
sleeping on the mattress. However, it turned out that was not necessary.
Her Danubian companion knelt in the corner, facing away from her,
crying. She stayed in that position for hours, not moving and not
responding, just crying. Maria Elena didn�t know what else to do, other
than get onto the mattress and try to sleep. She was so exhausted that
not even the other woman�s crying could keep her awake.
She drifted into slumber, dreaming of another time when, as a young
teenager, she was walking along a foggy mountain road that led through
endless forests and coffee fields. She was 14 at the time, on a church
retreat. Jose Pablo had been there, along with other friends with whom
she had long since lost contact. Yes, when she was 14, everything was so
intense, and she knew that she and the others would be friends forever.
Five years� five years had come and gone since that church trip.
Forever� yeah, right.
Maria Elena Rodriguez-Torres had not been able to appreciate that moment
at the time, but remembering it as an adult, she realized those misty
mountains was one place she could have found peace if she had not been
such a fool with her choices and wasted her life. Whatever joy she had
on that misty road; the pleasant environment, her friends and
companions, and Jose Pablo, had long since vanished.
