Welcome to the Tour.
“Today on the tour of our facility, as a potential Dom, you shall be getting the full tour.”
The grounds cover approximately 100 acres, and include well maintained gardens, two-acre hedge maze, medium sized wooded area, outbuildings, workshop, even a small brook supplying a freshwater lake.
The house consists of four wings and was built in the early 1800s with 15 rooms over two floors. Over its life the house has had many applications in the two centuries, from youth hostel, church, boarding house, even as a glue factory and mental asylum. All of them have helped with some of the unique activities of the current guests.
As you enter the foyer through the carriage shelter you become aware of the two gargoyles guarding its corners, dark and foreboding, in contrast the brightly lit water fountain in the front garden, that is almost complete, but for a brass base set in the middle.
Entering the foyer, you see a small reception area with a lone figure seated at a modern glass desk, behind her a glass window onto an internal courtyard. to the left there is a floor to ceiling tank. Inside this tank your eyes are drawn to the small bed, desk, and what appears to be a hatch locked from the outside. Inside, a Female slave, an example of living art. A rubber mermaid in a tank of Perfluorocarbon breathing liquid. She has been two or three days in there, testing and extending her time to see how long this slave can be kept in the tank. At the bottom a plaque reads ‘display record: ten days under ideal conditions.’
“It was a female slave, who for seven days prior, was sterilized and had an enema every six hrs,” says the maid who will be acting as your tour guide today. “Her BMI was raised to sustain minimal feeding. We noted a strength increase and resistance to a higher-pressure environment, up to 300m without a pressure suit. We are going to submit a paper for further research into deep sea, space and medical applications.” Dressed in an emerald, green catsuit with black leather corset and chastity belt, a steel posture collar and black 6-inch stiletto heels rounds out the outfit.
Passing the receptionist, you notice that the chair she is seated at is form fitting ¾ over her lap. This is not hidden by the full-length, clear PVC dress she is wearing, her long brown hair tied up in a bun with two pegs holding it in place. She seems more than a little distracted as you pass.
Walking through the courtyard your guide points out the small hatch in the center of the stone walkway, and the dreaded oubliette.
“Its current resident is a male slave who has been in the hole for two of a four week stay. He was told this was to confuse him, there’s no clocks down there. He’s been only five days of one week, he will then be spending three weeks as a slave, of these, the last 48hrs, he will be thrown back in for some small petty infraction to test a new procedure for breaking stubborn slaves. Both him and his Mistress were given a tour a week ago. The Mistress discussed how displeased She was with his current progress and threatened him with further training for 12 months at our facility, if he didn’t improve. ‘Whatever is available,’ she said. I don’t care. Oh, I hope he comes back as an outdoor pony. I always wanted a pony.”
“What was Her goal?”
“During his stay, the Mistress hoped to completely disorientate the poor chap of time, so he doesn’t know the day of the week. She intends to keep him this way, focused on serving only Her.”
Out the back, the property has two outbuildings with a shared paddock two large trees offer shade and as the brook passes through, a water wheel turns what was once millstones, is now power for a small workshop.
“Here we have the stables, with one of our permanent residents, and currently her guest, both enjoy the life of ponies. Bluebelle is normally kept stabled over the winter months but during mid spring to early winter, she stays in the paddock. Bluebelle is a Mare, kept naked while in the paddock; her knee-high hoof boots and arm binder are part of her now. When working, a full leather harness is worn.”
“What about the second pony? My god, she has had a full vaginectomy.”
“The second pony’s sex is unknown; it goes by the name Tinkerbelle. It has had its genitals removed and breast implants. It comes once a year to celebrate its survival of cancer, we don’t know why weather it was prostate, breast, or how far it has spread, just that it is one determined pony, even has a tattoo ‘F*#k cancer’ on the left hind. Tinkerbelle and Bluebelle have been good friends, or more? for years as Tinkerbelle’s sex is unknown and Bluebelle is bisexual. It will be a sad day when Tinkerbelle doesn’t come, as Bluebelle so looks forward to the visits.”
Now we will head inside and see some of our other guests and some of the other wings.
Entering the next wing we have the supervisor room. On opening the door, we find one of the Mistress’ and a male maid bound to a chair in front of a bank of plasma screens.
“Talk about binge watching.”
In the corner sits a petite girl in a rubber dog-suit. The maid is watching the bank of monitors, four sites, and several statistics are displayed.
“The rubber maid was inattentive to my orders,” stated the Mistress, “and didn’t lay out my clothes for the day in the correct order, he was also caught trying to get around his chastity device without permission.”
“You allow maids to do this?”
“As we all serve by choice, we are allowed on rare occasions to attempt to circumvent by Doms, it’s so fun to watch new maids struggle, but if we are caught without it… well you see, and on even rarer occasions like Doms’ birthdays or exceptional behavior we may be released for a period of time, it’s not unheard of.”
“The new maids believe it’s a reward until the time that they are allotted expires and they are locked up again, without release,” the Mistress commented. “he has been fitted with a smaller device than normal, but not the smallest we have. As punishment, he is to be in the supervision room for 12 of every 24 hrs. for a week. The maids and Doms take it in turns, at shifts, but not pets and well ... as if they would be responsible enough. It may not sound like much of a punishment, but between the images on screen and the constant wanting to play with the pet…”
“We are not talking ball… or are we?” the tour guide commented with a thinly veiled double entendre.
The Mistress gave the tour guide an ice-cold stare that said, ‘don’t interrupt’. “He will be begging me for a bigger cage by the end of the week.”
The screens are set up like a security office, four 42” 8K plasma screens the tank, paddock, on left and two yet to be toured rooms on the right, the middle has one screen portrait with stats of all the residents displaying Heart rate, oxygen/breathing rate, arousal level(?), location both current and GPS complete with a link to their current location even colour coded Black for slaves, green for ponies grey for rubber maids, and some other colours, including four in blood red.
“During the tour I have digressed ten times, so will be punished by Master or Mistress as such, there are two more wings in the tour and should I reach 15 then I have been warned I will receive a sanctioned, one month extension to my stay at our facility on top of my punishments decided by Master/Mistress. I have been punished on several occasions and sanctioned once already for such... oh oops make that, eleven times.”
“But you have been answering my questions and are very informative.”
“It’s the little comments that will do me in.”
“Very well, continue on your…Tour.”
“Rubber maids, such as myself…. crap 12, are responsible for the day to day running of the facility. We are jacks, and jill’s (13!) of all trades, and masters only to slaves, unless we are in training to be a Master/Mistress and even then, there is a pecking order as to who has seniority.”
“So, are you a maid or training for other roles?”
“I signed up for a maid position, this is my second placement. Different maids have different responsibilities, those in training as hired help, cook clean and perform domestic duties all while in strict rubber/latex/leather and heavy 24/7 chastity. Others in training as master/mistresses, supervise and while in less stringent uniforms, they still have some form of chastity up to the discretion of the Master/Mistress in charge of their training. On top of domestic duties maids are responsible for the wellbeing of other members of our community.”
“The division of labour seems fair.”
“From time-to-time members of the community need ‘guidance’ and discipline, this is decided and handed out by the Doms, to be executed by the trainees or Master/Mistress in charge of the maids' training, with the help of the other maids, and others. You have seen two of our maids in discipline positions, P in the supervisors’ room and our lovely receptionist V.”
“So, they were undergoing ‘guidance’ as you put it.”
“The chair V was sitting in has two semi rigid inflatable dildos mounted in its base, until they are deflated and removed, she cannot get out of the chair. The Doms decided she would spend 48h in the reception position for missing two phone calls from Doms, and we almost had an unexpected visitor. Punishments usually fit the crime: simple things like listening in at doors will get you noise cancelling headphones for a week …or two… shit, 14. P and V were inattentive to their jobs so will have to perform them until satisfied by their Doms. For major or repeat infractions, they may receive a sanctioned time extension to their period with us. the worst punishments are reserved for repeat major infractions… reassignment.”
“Are such actions common?”
“Reassignments are rare but do happen, our resident of the hole is close to this punishment. Two other cases have happened, the last was to a trainee Dom who was reassigned as a maid for the last three months of his stay, for neglect of another maid. But let’s continue.”
As we enter the second last wing, we are hit by a new odour, the heavy smell of sudocrem and Talc.
“As discussed, at some stage the house has been used as a youth hostel and mental asylum and this wing was these, today it is used as the medical ward. There are always those who have no purpose but to please their Dom, in this community we have two types.”
In this wing there are medical tables setup as medical bays; on the walls: cabinets with medical supplies.
“Pets are the short term stay for subs that fit this category, you have seen long term guests like Bluebelle and Tinkerbelle, there are two current small pets we have. rox,y who you remember was with P in the supervisor room and today we have a new pet arriving in max. He will be with us for the next six weeks while his owner is away on business. Both are kept in near total leather or latex suits, as such, the maids need to keep on top of their skin condition. Pets are checked every 72 hrs. for any sign of hair growth or heat rash, treated in a room upstairs, then they are put back in the suit. The pet is unconscious during the procedure so, to them they are never out of ‘character’.”
“Are they assigned work like the maids or slaves?”
“Not as such, pets and our last group are in some of the most extreme forms of bondage in our group as such they are not required to participate in normal day to day tasks in the facility. What they do is help the Doms as eyes and ears when not being ‘helpful’ like roxy is.”
“You said there were two groups. If ponies and pets are the same group, slaves and maids would be the second?”
“Not quite, the final residents are littles. These are only one step above the pets. There are three littles that are with us, two boys and a girl … with one on the way…shit, shit, shit, that’s 15; looks like I may be around for a little longer than planned…again… and I was doing so well. Unlike slaves, pets or maids, the minimum stay is six months and little patrick is another one of our permanent residents.”
“You only have yourself to blame for the predicament you are in.”
“Yes, I know but we should continue. julia has been here for 9 months …a common stay period for littles…may as well since I am in big trouble anyway. What’s the old saying? ’When going through hell…keep going.’ julia is in our potty-training program, PTP for short, at her request. Her Mistress allowed it on one condition, unknown to her, that She has had a hypnotic trigger phrase implanted during her stay, that allows her Mistress to undo all her training for 24 hrs. When home she will have a choice to wear normal clothes or ‘protection’ as her Mistress mandates, but her Mistress will have the ultimate power. Her Mistress hopes to catch julia off guard one day and totally humiliate her in public so she will beg Her to be put back in diapers. During julia’s stay, she has been treated between five and six the oldest of the littles, as such she has some limited duties, like walking pets or helping Doms with small tasks…. julia, can you get the mail... julia can you find Master John… julia can you bring me the ribbed, purple plug for the slave, oh not that one, the bigger one dear, those kinds of things”.
“A gofer for the Masters and Mistresses?”
“Yes, essentially all the downers of being a maid, without the freedoms they have. How she has been dressed is ‘age appropriate’, mary jane shoes with knee high socks, thigh high pleated skirt over, today a pair of ‘tickle me’ Elmo extra thick training pants …when she bends over its obvious, she is still in the PTP, and an appropriate age logoed, t-shirt. Today it’s Elsa, ice-skating with the caption ‘let it go’.”
In the next room we find the nursery, and the other two current littles, peter and patrick.
“This wing was used as the youth hostel and later converted to an asylum. The wing can be locked down when needed. The heavy doors are fireproof, and the windows are double glazed. In a catastrophic fire event, the Nursery is the safest part of the building …but not the most pleasant smelling; give me the maids’ quarters any day. peter is 8 months into a 12 month stay with us. His Mummy wanted a baby so much She sent him to us …he’s shooting blanks, the little munchkin, for PUP, like the potty-training program, but well ...untraining. he is lucky, his Mummy wants a two to four year-old who she can retrain, the stick and carrot method is used, the carrot is the PTP and Julia, the stick is Patrick.
In the corner a playpen has been set up with Duplo blocks, stuffed animals, a large bouncer, and a walker. Curled up in the chest of a large stuffed bear was patrick. While peter was dressed in a smart sailor suit with knee length trousers and a slight telltale bulge, with patrick, there is no doubt… he is heavily diapered.
A maid came in with a handful of items and placed them on a table. patrick is slowly woken up, the dummy strapped into his mouth with an empty bottle attached, is removed and a full one with a litre of juice replaced. The maid leads him out and over to the table. As he crawls over, we get a full view of his level of dress. On his hands are two solid mittens with a comical cartoon lock so they can’t be removed. The only item of clothing is a green and yellow romper with closed snaps over a light blue silk laced bloomer. As the maid helped him onto the changing table a whimper was heard past the dummy and bottle, the slippers are spiked to encourage crawling and locked with the same cartoon locks. The romper and bloomers are removed showing a pair of clear locking pants, beneath them, a brightly coloured, baby styled, yet adult sized diaper. Once the pants are unlocked and removed the maid removed the used diaper. The area was cleaned, and a closer inspection was able to “pee-u”, all his hair has been removed and sudocrem was spread to prevent a rash.
“The biggest, or in his case smallest …. oh, I’m going to hell, item is the chastity cage, it is only big enough for its contents, worst of all the tip is hollow and screwed in.” How deep it went in would explain the condition of his diapers. “patrick is another of our permanent residents, by choice he is treated as a permanent 6-month-old, he crawls around either in the playpen or his walker, but once in them he can’t get out by himself. Every day he’s loaded in a stroller and taken around the grounds, maze, gardens, or paddocks.”
Our final stop on the tour is the living quarters. “Maids are in the dormitory on the ground floor, Doms are on the first floor. Each maid has bedding and a small locker, trainees are in the next room on the ground floor like maids yet separate.” Some of the beds are little more than a raised platform, others are covered in leather restraints. “Over there, we have the night shift” pointing to what appeared to be a wardrobe. Upon opening four latex vac-beds were hung, each with a maid trapped inside “… there’s no sleepwalking around here.”
“As you are a potential Dom, I have been authorised to show you one of the Doms’ quarters... not one of the current Doms of course as I am a lowly maid. Should you book a stay we have three studio apartments for Doms. two bedrooms and a balcony overlooking the grounds. Spouses do stay from time to time but don’t normally take in the activities here… unless they are also a guest, then they don’t need the second room, as they are with us or outside. maybe the Doms should look at converting one, to two, one bedroom apartments”.
Master John and Mistress Katya were found in the common room overlooking the courtyard and reception “they were probably discussing the view of V’s butt from the common room” both with a tablet in hand.
“So how are you enjoying the tour so far? we have seen Q has been talking your leg off,” waving the tablets, “we will ‘discuss’ your punishments after the tour.”
They have been watching…and counting... the whole tour…. oh, I’m so dead.
“I am the most honoured Master John, and this exquisite nymph is Mistress Katya.”
“Master John and Mistress Katya both have PHD’s, in emergency medicine and psychology. Master John is responsible for the medical care of those in our charge and Mistress Katya the mental stability and suitability of our guests, She also has a passion for stage hypnosis.”
“As was noted earlier Q was explaining our role in maintaining discipline and training within our group Q is an ideal example of our methods.”
“Q has been with us for three months this time around. She was known as R until recently her first 2-month stay was a challenge. She’s a talker, as you have found, and as such it was agreed by the Doms her name be changed from R, the letter of her first name as is custom for maids to Q, due to the incessant questions and talking. Her new name is meant to be a constant reminder to think before she talks. We needed a guide for guests as our current receptionist is well… preoccupied.”
“It was hoped that by answering questions she would find it easier to avoid constant punishments for talking out of place, but it seems she has found another way to constantly Babble on”. At Master John's last comment, a spark was seen flashing in Mistress Katya’s eyes.
Oh, I’m not going to like that, Q thought
Master John continued “Names are either assigned or a derivative of some form. Slaves get no names, only designations related to use.”
“rubber the mermaid in the tank at reception; guess how she got her name.”
“lead who you haven’t been introduced to yet.”
“dirt in the hole. What is he up to?”
“5 days, give or take, should be just about ripe now for stage two of his training,” replied Mistress Katya.
“Maids are referred to as a letter only, V our receptionist. R now Q as your tour guide ‘today’.”
It seems ideas are contagious, Q thought. Master John and Mistress Katya shared a knowing smile.
“P doing a shift in the supervisors’ room. F you saw while changing Patrick, and H is around in other domestic duties. Finally, those in the night shift X, U, I and Y.”
“Ponies have suitable double-barreled names. Bluebelle and Tinkerbelle are outside in the holding paddock.”
“Pets have four letter names or less, usually ending in a ‘y’”. roxy in the supervisors’ room. max who was named by his Mistress, was due for his first walk by F in the maze.”
“Littles have names but are always …well… little. julia is helping Master Rafael with lead. peter, in the nursery, and it’s time for his 3:30 feeding. patrick is in the Nursery as well.”
“Perhaps we should feed them together. H stewed a large batch of apples’ that should be enough for all three, with a double dose of bulk fibre mixed in the results should be interesting, especially with Julia, she needs a setback.”
“Doms are always referred to as ‘Master/Mistress Name’ unless by another Dom, or new member. Master John: Dom common room. Mistress Katya: Dom common room. Master Wayne: Not in residence. Mistress Jocelyn: supervisors’ room with P and roxy. Master Rafael: playing in his workshop with lead, and julia said something about ‘alchemy’. Lastly: ‘Master/Mistress… to be confirmed’ Could it be you?”
“And so, this concludes the tour. “Please… visit the gift shop on the way out.”
As you walk to the car you look once more at the gargoyles watching over the fountain, the centrepiece a polished bronze statue of the Greek god Dionysus. The beads of water flowing off its polished chest as it shines in the golden sunlight. You marvel at how complete it is, with water flowing from its penis.