CHAPTER EIGHT
THE TRAINING BEGINS
My next few weeks (how many I do not know as I had still not seen daylight since
I had arrived there) were taken up with a regular routine. The women would get
me up, administer my daily ration of whip lashes and take me to the wash room
for my ablutions, make up and the polishing of my chains and boots. Three things
were different now about this particular procedure. After they took my clothes
off so I could bathe I now had the glorious and wonderful sensation of feeling
my new boobs hanging and wobbling in front of me as I walked. I felt so sexy!
The water was now warm and bath salts had been added to ease my aches and the
other was that after bathing the women applied creams to my wounds, soothingly
helping them to heal up more quickly.
After making myself look pretty and presentable the remainder of the day was
spent in instruction on how to please clients. It would appear that they had a
wide spread of sexual depravities and sadistic preferences and it was our duty
to ably satisfy their every need. I was checked over by a doctor and given a
blood test to make sure that I was not carrying any infections, a procedure
later carried out as a matter of course after returning from each assignment.
During all this I never ever saw another slave, although I often heard chains
rattling when I was in my cell at night. I was told that this was another
psychological weapon used on us. Not seeing any others added to the feeling of
total isolation and helplessness! After training I was returned to my cell and
given a small plate of food which I was able to consume before I was chained up
for the night. More usually I was able to sleep in the bed but sometimes the
women chained me spreadeagled and facing the wall and enthusiastically
administered the whip just to make sure that I did not feel too comfortable now.
Sandra was very pleased with my progress and told me I was ready to go out on
trial. She had a number of clients that she was able to use for her probationary
slaves and were willing to give an appraisal and decided that I should go out
that very week! I was told that today was Wednesday and I would be able to use
the next few days to hone up my new skills before the big day! She was going to
send me out as one of her "Weekend Specials", where a slave is hired out from
Friday night through to Sunday night. As a very popular added bonus to the
client, and by prior arrangement, the slave is chained spreadeagled and facing
the wall with its corset removed before she arrives home from work. This makes
it immediately ready for the client to relieve herself of her frustrations built
up through the week
