NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE
By: Charles E. Campbell
CHAPTER 9
THE COUNTRY ESTATE
It was about 4:30 on Thursday afternoon. Nicole had just finished
administering whore with her second set of thirty-nine lashes that day. This
time, however, the poor slave had hung from her ankles while Nicole gave her the
brutal beating on the front of her thighs, her breasts and belly. The flogger
that Mistress had selected for this session was made of leather, but it had been
soaked in water for a few days and then allowed to dry and harden. This was no
soft flogger you might see in some west coast bondage movie. This was a mean
instrument of pain, designed to raise angry swollen welts with each lash.
Nicole was sweating profusely when she finished the last blow. whore barely
had the strength to muster the required 'thank you,' as Mistress walked into the
room. Well, slave Nicole, I see you've been hard at work. Nicely done, I might
add," She commented, as She examined the suspended slave more closely.
"Thank You, Mistress."
"It has always been a belief of mine that underneath every slave beats the
heart of a particularly cruel Dom. Looks to Me like you are just proving My
theory.
"Nicole, I want you to loosen whore from her bonds, and then bring her up to
My bed chamber. When you get there, draw a nice bath."
"Certainly, Mistress," Nicole answered, as she went to lower the winch that
held whore in her predicament.
When she had lowered whore to the ground, Nicole attached a dog leash to the
slave's collar, and led her, on her knees, up the dungeon stairs and then up the
main staircase, to the Master bedroom suite. Not sure exactly what she should do
with the slave while she was preparing the bath, Nicole tied the leash to the
ring at the foot of the bed, and went to fix the bath. The tub was quite large
and took a while to fill. Nicole added a generous amount of bath oils to the
water, while she checked to see that the temperature was what her Mistress
liked, and then found a natural sponge for bathing Mistress. She got two clean
towels and the heavy terrycloth robe that Mistress always used afetr a long soak
in the tub.
When she was through, Nicole went back into the bedroom to await her
Mistress. She didn't have long to wait though, as Mistress Ilsa came into the
room just as Nicole was coming out of the bath. "All done, slave," Mistress
asked?"
"Yes, Mistress. Your bath is ready for You."
"Very good," She replied. Then, after a lengthy pause, Mistress ordered,
"Position A, slaves." And the two women immediately got into the proper position
for receiving orders. They knelt on their knees, with their heads bowed. Their
arms were folded behind their backs, hands gripping their elbows. Their eyes
were shut, mouths open, and legs spread.
"whore," She began, "I have spent the past two weeks preparing you for the
ordeal you will soon be undertaking. I have seen to it that you were abuse,
beaten, humiliated and degraded, both mentally and physically as a means of
getting you ready for the upcoming event at My country estate. And now, at long
last, I feel thet you are ready."
"Thank You, Mistress," whore acknowledged proudly. " i have been trying very
hard to make myself worthy of You."
"you have done superbly, whore, and now you shall be rewarded. From this
moment, until the event begins, you are to be pampered. You will be waited on,
hand and foot. You shall want for nothing. You will be treaty like royalty.
Upper class. Aristocracy. In fact, as of this minute, you shall be called 'Lady
Whore.' You will no longer crawl about and sleep on the floor. You will no
longer be naked. I have bought you some new clothes to wear.
"Nicole, from this moment on, until the event, you will be Lady Whore's hand
maid. You are to take care of Her every need. You will bathe Her and massage Her
with oils. You will keep Her body free of hair, and glistening. You will make
Her bed in the morning and turn it down for Her at night. You will clean Her
after the toilet and dress Her. You will sleep at the foot of Her bed in case
She has need of you during the night. If She desires to climax, you will
accommodate Her as She wishes.
"Have I made Myself clear, Lady Whore and slave nicole?"
"Yes, Mistress," they intoned.
"Good. So now it finally begins, the final phase before the event. Nicole,
that bath is for Lady Whore."
"I will see to it right away, Mistress," Nicole answered, as Ilsa turned and
left.
Nicole spent the better part of two hours tending to Lady Whore; bathing Her,
shaving Her body, massaging Her with expensive lotions, and, lastly, dressing
Her. That evening, Nicole ate her dinner out of a dish on the floor at Lady
Whore's feet, while Mistress and Lady Whore enjoyed pleasant conversation.
Nicole felt strangely embarrassed as she ate, for she alone was naked in the
room and she was not included in any of the conversation. Finally, when the meal
had ended, Mistress spoke to her. "Nicole," She said, "tomorrow, you will get up
early and pack the bags for Me and Lady Whore for our trip to My country estate.
All of Lady Whore's things are in Her closet. She will tell you what other
things she will want you to pack. Come to My bedroom at 8:00 and I will tell you
what to pack for Me. All that you will need to bring for yourself are your
toiletries, as you will be naked for the duration of our stay in the country. I
do, however, have a new black leather cape for you to wear in the car, and
whenever we go out. Am I clear, slave?"
"Yes, thank You, Mistress."
That night Nicole spent sleeping on the hardwood floor of Mistress Ilsa's
bedroom, listening to the moans from Mistress and Lady Whore as they enjoyed
each other's bodies fully.
In the morning, Nicole again bathed and massaged Lady Whore, and then she
dressed Her in a beautiful dark blue cotton dress, with a high laced collar and
long sleeves that ended at Her wrists. Nicole packed all of the bags into the
trunk of Mistress' sleek black Jaguar. "Here is your cape, Nicole," Mistress
announced, holding it our for her to take. "Put it on, and model it for us."
Nicole put the cape over her shoulders. It was a rich leather with a wine red
satin lining. There was a pair of leather ties at the neck. Nicole quickly
discovered that it would hide her nakedness only when she stood still, as it
opened with each step she took when she paraded around for Mistress and Lady
Whore's approval.
"That looks lovely, my dear. Please put on your four inch spikes and a set of
leg irons with an eighteen inch chain. You will be needing full movement for
your feet, as you are our driver."
"Yes, Mistress."
The drive from Manhattan was pleasant. The toll booth collector on the
Tri-Borough Bridge did a double take when he caught a glimpse of Nicole's
breasts as she paid the toll.
About two hours later, Mistress told Nicole to turn down a dirt road, which
turned into a graveled driveway. The driveway was well over three miles long and
wound through very dense woods as it climbed up a hilly terrain. As she was
maneuvering the car around a very tight turn, a magnificent house came into
view. It was a three and a half story stone and Tudor mansion, with well
manicured lawns, meticulously landscaped grounds. And a white crushed stone
drive. Nicole pulled the car up to the portecochere and said, "Mistress, this is
incredible!"
"Thank you, slave Nicole. It has been in My family for over a century. I used
to spend My summers here when I was a young girl. In fact, My first experiences
as a dominant were here when I was twelve, but more of that some other time.
Nicole, take the bags from the car and bring them upstairs. My bedroom is up at
the top of the stairs and down the hall, last room on the right. Lady Whore will
be in the guest suite across the hall from Me.
"Yes, Mistress," Nicole answered.
"Lady Whore, why don't You come with Me and I will show You around the house.
Nicole," She added, "you can unpack our bags later. I'm sure Lady Whore has some
needs that You could attend to first."
"Very good, Mistress," came the reply, as Nicole hefted the heavy luggage
from the trunk.
The three women settled into the country home quickly, and the days were
spent following a relaxing schedule: Nicole would rise before 7:00 each morning
and draw a bath for Lady Whore. Nicole would then bathe Her, give Her a total
body massage with fine oils, and then dress Her. The clothing always consisted
of a long dress that covered Lady Whore all the way down to Her ankles. The
neck-line was mid-throat and the sleeves came down to the wrist. Most mornings,
the three of them would walk over the grounds of the estate, with Nicole naked,
and carrying a parasol over Lady Whore to block the sun. Mistress wanted Her
skin as white as possible. On The fifth morning, Lady Whore exclaimed, "This is
the place, Mistress. This is it!"
Nicole had no idea what She was talking about, as Mistress said, " Yes, this
is a lovely setting, it's perfect!". They were all standing in a wide open field
of tall grasses and wild flowers. The field was rimmed by trees on all sides. A
gentle slope lead up to a knoll about two hundred yards from the tree-line
"Pardon me, Mistress," Nicole spoke, "but where are we?"
"You mean that you have no idea why we have been taking these walks each
morning? We've been looking for the place to stage Lady Whore's crucifixion. I
wanted for Her to select the place where Her cross would stand, and this is just
the spot. She will be visible from all around the field, and the walk from the
house will make for a gallant processional.
"Let's go up to the top of the hill and mark the spot for the cross,"
Mistress said.
"When they reached the top of the hill, Nicole was sweating from the bright
sunlight and her legs were scratched from the rough grasses and flowers. "How
about here, Mistress," Lady Whore asked?"
"Yes, I should think that this would be fine, but which direction would You
like to face while You are hanging?"
"I should think that south would be best, Mistress. As the full exposure to
the sun will add to the effect of the event."
"Then south it shall be. Nicole, find some rocks to mark this spot with.
We'll need to find it again when you come out here to dig the hole for the
cross."
On the walk back to the house, Nicole was surprised at the level of
excitement in Mistress and Lady Whore's voices. They both bubbled with
enthusiasm as they discussed Lady Whore's impending crucifixion and death. It
was as if they were planning a summer party and were talking about the band they
had booked.
That afternoon, Mistress announced, "I'm very pleased that we found the site
so quickly and that it is such a wonderful place. I want to celebrate. Let's go
out to a movie and then dinner. Nicole, give Lady Whore another bath and oil
massage, and then come see Me. I have a new gown for Her to wear. You, Nicole,
are to wear your heels and cape."
"Yes, Mistress."
The small town where the movie theatre was located was about a thirty-five
minute drive. When Nicole had parked the car, Mistress said, "Nicole, I want you
to put these handcuffs on behind your back."
"Surely, Mistress," she replied.
As they began the walk across the parking lot, Nicole realized that keeping
the cape closed against her nudity was not going to be easy. With her hands
cuffed behind her, the cape swung open with every step that she took. The only
thing that seemed to help at all was taking small steps.
They had parked the car on the side of the mall opposite the movie theatres,
so they had to walk the length of the mall to reach the movies. Nicole took
small choppy steps in an attempt to keep her cape from billowing with each step.
Mistress Ilsa and Lady Whore were engaged in an animated conversation that
completely excluded Nicole. When they got inside the theatre, Mistress made
Nicole sit by herself a couple of rows in front of Lady Whore and Herself. As
soon as Nicole sat down, her cape began to open, exposing her breasts and belly.
A group of five teenage boys came down the aisle, talking loudly and pushing
each other, spilling popcorn and soft drinks as they went. One of them stumbled
into Nicole, and was shocked into silence when he saw her naked torso. With a
couple of quickly whispered words to his buddies, the five boys pushed into
Nicole's row and sat next to her, ogling the free show.
Nicole could hear the muffled laughter from Mistress and Lady Whore at her
predicament. With her hands cuffed behind her, she could do nothing to fend off
the boys or hide her nakedness from them. The boy sitting next to her got brazen
and began to rub her thigh with his. When she didn't stop him, he started to use
his hands on her leg, then her belly, and finally, her breasts. She spent the
entire movie being groped and fondled by the boys, who took turns sitting next
to her.
When the film ended, Mistress Ilsa called out, ""Whenever you are ready,
Nicole, we would like to leave."
Her face flushed crimson as she meekly replied, " Coming, Mistress."
One of the boys shot a probing hand into her crotch as she turned to rejoin
Mistress and Lady Whore.
As they walked back through the mall, Nicole was happy to at least have
regained some control over the exposure of her body beneath the cape. She was
sure the teenagers would have a lot of tales to tell in the boy's locker at
school.
Nicole drove in silence to the restaurant as she once again was excluded from
the conversation going on in the back of the car. "I want to use valet parking,
Nicole," Mistress ordered.
"Yes, Mistress."
The valet sprung open the door and inhaled sharply when she spied Nicole's
breasts and then her shaved pubis as she alighted from the car.. "Wait a minute,
please," Mistress called out to Nicole, "I wish to have Lady Whore bring you
into the restaurant on your leash." Nicole stood silently as she felt Lady
Whore's fingers feeling for the clitoral ring and fasten the clasp. A sharp snap
on the leash was all it took for Nicole to follow like an errant puppy behind
Lady Whore.
The maitre d' escorted them to a quiet table in a secluded back corner of the
room. "Lady whore, would You please do Me the favor of removing Nicole's cape. I
wish to see her naked while we dine."
"With pleasure, Mistress," Lady Whore answered, as she slipped the cape off
Nicole's shoulders.
"Oh, and one more request, Lady, put these cuffs back on her wrists behind
her back. I want her to eat like an animal."
"Gladly, Mistress."
As the meal progressed, Nicole did her best to try to avoid the stares of the
other patrons, waiters, and busboys, as she lapped at the food on her plate.
Mistress didn't allow her to clean the food from her face at the end of the
meal, and her face, breasts, stomach and thighs were generously splattered with
scraps of food and sauces. "Lady Whore, please hand Nicole's cape to Me. I don't
want her to make a mess of it with all that food she spilled. She can go out and
get the car for us. Undo her cuffs though, She might have a tough time driving
like that."
"Yes, Mistress," Lady Whore replied, and the two women laughed loudly as
Nicole had to get up and walk through the restaurant to the parking lot to
retrieve the car. The lot attendant couldn't have been more then twenty years
old, and he stood stone still as the naked woman approached him and asked him to
bring her car around.
