House Rules 02: Good Morning

Literotic asexstories – House Rules 02: Good Morning by endemic,endemic
Probation and hierarchy.

During their stay on the estate, all sexual serving girls, sexual submissives and erotic servants will undergo a review process which will evaluate their ability to satisfy the sexual needs, whims and desires of any Overseer, Superior or Master.

Level one: New entrants:

Upon arrival, all New Entrants will be stripped naked, showered. All body hair will be removed. In the entrance hall, the collar, cuffs and heels that all subserviants wear will be fitted. Upon entrance to the main house, new entrants will assume pose a) whilst rules and expectations are read. They will then assume pose b) to receive their piercings and their control rings.

Complete nakedness indicates that the subservient is a new entrant and in the process of probation.

Once processed, New Entrants will be shown into one of the public assembly areas of the estate where they will assume the pose directed. Here they will await the pleasure of any Overseer, Superior or Master, or groups thereof.

New Entrants will be given duties to perform but will also undergo judgment as to their suitability within the house.

In order to progress to Novice status, New Entrants will be judged on the following:

1. Ability to bring any Overseer, Superior or Master to orgasm using only her mouth.

2. Her ability to swallow the cum of any Overseer, Superior or Master.

3. Ability to bring to orgasm any Overseer, Superior or Master using her hands, with or without help from her mouth, as directed.

4. Ability to bring to orgasm any Overseer, Superior or Master using her breasts, her pussy or her backside, as directed.

5. Her ability to maintain readiness poses whereby she makes herself available to inspection, or for whatever use is required of her by any Overseer, Superior or Master.

6. The New Entrant’s responsiveness to the stimulation of her nipples.

7. The New Entrant’s responsiveness to clitoral stimulation.

8. The New Entrant’s responsiveness to anal stimulation.

9. Her ability to defer her own orgasm as directed by any Overseer, Superior or Master.

10. Her ability to maintain any given readiness stance, even whilst being stimulated via her nipples, clitoris, anus or in any other way by any Overseer, Superior or Master.

11. The New Entrant’s ability to cum nicely. For example, if she has begged nicely for the privilege beforehand and shows appropriate gratitude after she has been allowed to cum. Credit will also be given if her movements, her attitude and vocalisations during orgasm are pleasing.

The New Entrant must not make her own way to any part of the estate of her own volition. She is to be led or directed, whether on leash, by command or by means of control chains attached to her piercings.

The New Entrant will only have access to areas where she will be tested, inspected, groomed or prepared for inspection and testing.

The New Entrant will be confined to her cell when she is not in use.

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Good Morning

Lights come on in the cells at 6:30. I lie in bed wating for the chain that holds me at my neck to release. It does so with a small click.

I ease myself out of my cot and stand. I stretch. As is the rule of the House, I sleep naked but for my ankle and wrist cuffs, and my ever-present collar.

I have a full bladder that I have not been able to empty in the night because of my shackle, so I move to my cubicle, sit, and relieve myself. I see over the top of the cubicle door one of the overseers pass by. She carries a riding crop in her hand. She is checking that we are all awake and moving. I glance at the crop. This overseer is keen on getting all subserviants ready punctually, and I have felt the crop myself for my tardiness.

Once I have finished, I move quickly to the shower and activate the hot water. I take the soap and rapidly apply it to my body. I have a great body, I know; full, naturally firm breasts and a flat, toned stomach. I have long legs and a firm backside. I know I receive a lot of attention from my superiors for these qualities, and it makes me proud. I am glad that I please them.

I soap myself, taking care when I wash between my legs that I am thorough and business like. It is a risky moment, an overseer could mistake the action for self-pleasuring, and punishment would be swift. None of the subserviants are permitted to pleasure themselves. That is a privilege only our superiors and Masters may claim. At that moment, an overseer passes the bars and looks in on me. I avoid meeting her eye and continue to briskly wash myself. I rinse off just in time as the water cuts out.

I take up subserviant readiness position in the centre of my cell, hands behind my head, ankles together. I stand dripping and naked. After a few moments there is a click, and the cell door opens.

In comes a superior, wearing the scant garments that serve to enhance her athletic physique. She has a black lace bra and knickers, small coverings but ones that that mean that she is ranked Initiate. As a Novice I am to keep my breasts bare. She carries a towel and small bowl with a razor and shaving cream.

“Dry yourself” She orders, handing me the towel. I’m glad to do this, its chilly, and my skin has goosebumps. My nipples are hard around the small gold rings that run through them.

She points to the inspection bench on the wall of my cell, identical to all the other cells. “Ready yourself” she commands.

I go and sit on the narrow bench, and I lift my hands above my head. I slip my wrists through the two leather straps attached above me on the wall and grip them shut. I carefully hook my ankles around two metal stays rising from the floor. This spreads my legs to a regulation distance. As with all fittings in the House, there are chains attached. If the Initiate wanted to, the fastenings at my ankles and wrists could be locked, and I would be restrained thus. But today there is no need, I am simply obedient.

I sit thus, arms up and legs apart, gazing at the opposite wall and awaiting the attentions of my superior.

The Initiate looks at me approvingly for a few moments. Then she kneels on the floor and places the small bowl with the shaving equipment by her side. She reaches for me, and I take a breath to steady myself. Her expert fingers begin their inspection of my most private parts.

Firstly, the Initiate runs her fingers down my upstretched arms and over my armpits. Then she reaches down to my stomach and places her fingers below my navel. She runs her fingers down to my pussy and gently strokes my open mound. I know she will find stubble, but that is why she is here.

She reaches for the shaving cream and takes a handful. She applies a splotch to each of my armpits, and to my pussy. She swiftly spreads the cream out until she is satisfied that I am covered sufficiently. She then takes the razor and begins her work. I feel the blade slide over the skin of my armpits, and feel the stubble being smoothed away. I keep still whilst she removes any trace of hair, and she comes to do the same for my pussy. I freeze; I do not want her to make a mistake. I feel the edge of the razor slowly slide over the sensitive skin of my pussy lips. She works backwards and forwards until she is satisfied.

She takes the towel, wipes away the remainder of the shaving cream and looks at me. I have not been given an order to move, so I remain in the inspection position.

She kneels again in front of me, and again her expert fingers begin to explore my pussy, testing for any remaining stubble. To my surprise, her other hand comes up and cups one of my breasts, and I realise this is not just an inspection. I concentrate on staring straight ahead, anxious not to displease my superior.

Her fingers stop stroking the lips of my pussy, and gently find the ring attached to my clitoris. She gives the ring a little flick, and a shock of pleasure shoots through me like a current. I jump, slightly, but I maintain my position. I continue to look ahead.

She looks me up and down, and says “Are you a good slave for the house?”

I nod. She flicks my clit ring again. I jump and try to suppress a moan.

“And did you sit nicely whilst you were shaved this morning? She gently taps my clit ring again. I gasp, but keep my gaze fixed on the wall opposite.

I nod again. She takes one of my nipple rings between her finger and thumb and begins to pull. I am helpless to resist, but I feel a warm tingle in between my legs. My pussy is beginning to respond.

She takes both of my nipple rings now, and gently pulls them tight. My breathing begins to grow ragged, and I shudder involuntarily with pleasure. She cups my breasts in her hands and looks me in the eye. She circles my hard nipples with her thumbs, watching me closely.

“And do you think you deserve a reward for being a good slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

She removes one of her hands and places it on my belly. She slides it lower and lower again until I feel it connect with my pussy. I cannot look down, but I know that I am getting wet. I continue to stare obediently ahead.

Her fingers slide deeper, and she begin to work around my clit. She gently strokes the inside of my thighs, whilst her other hand toys with my nipple ring.

“Do you think you deserve to cum for me this morning, my pretty little subserviant? You look so good hanging there; I would like to see you squirm.”

“Yes Mistress.” I gasp, my voice trembling.

She takes hold of my labia with her fingertips I feel her spread my lips. She releases my nipple and lowers her other hand to my pussy. Her finger dips into my pussy, and I feel the wet ease with which she penetrates me. She brings the finger up to my face and holds in front of me. “Lick it” she says.

Obediently, and still looking at the far side of the room, I lean forward and lick my juices off her finger.

She lowers her finger down again, out of the line of my sight. I feel her again stroke my clit, and she gently circles my piercing. She is staring at my face, I know, and watching my reaction. I cannot keep still, my pelvis arches upwards, hungrily. This makes her smile, knowingly. She begins to rhythmically rub my clit, all the time spreading my lips with her other hand. I am glad for the straps I cling to, and for the spreader bars helping me keep my obedient position.

I feel her fingers suddenly dip into my pussy, how many times? I cannot tell, but I feel her squeezing into me, and withdrawing. Her thumb continues to toy with me, and I cannot help but squirm slightly. My flat stomach tenses.

She smiles as she watches me writhe, enjoying her power over me as I enjoy being in her power. I am spread wide for her and my arms held high. There is nothing I can do to stop her using me in any way she wants to. This thought gets me even more excited.

She leans in, and whilst she continues to move in and out of me, she takes one of my nipples in her mouth. She sucks my nipple hard and I feel the end of her tongue flicker against the golden control ring. The pleasure is intense, tinged as it is with a sting of pain as she pulls hard.

I moan involuntarily. I can feel my orgasm approaching, but the rules are that subserviant is not allowed to cum without express permission from her superior. As a Novice I am not even allowed to beg to cum, and I begin to try to hold back, as she continues to rub my clit, and her fingers to move in and out of me.

My breath is ragged, and I writhe in my straps. She slows down and I moan again, this time out of yearning.

“Does my pretty subserviant want to cum? Is that what my pretty little sub would like?”

“Yes, Mistress” I manage to breathe.

“Look me in the eye, Novice.” It is forbidden to look into the face of a superior, unless ordered. But she wants to watch my face as I cum.

“Yes mistress” I say, and I meet her gaze. Her deep brown eyes sparkle with a cold enjoyment of her dominance.

She smiles, almost cruelly. “Very well, my pretty little subserviant. You may cum for me. But make sure you cum nicely.”

I nod, unable to speak, for she slides her fingers into my open pussy, and gyrates her thumb around my clit. For several long seconds I teeter on the edge of cumming, and then I am wracked by powerful waves of pleasure. I jerk against the wrist straps and lose all sense of time. The spasms of pleasure force out the small moans that I know I make when I cum. I am only aware of her hands against my most sensitive parts, still working, still stimulating me. With every wave of pleasure and release, I cry out, trying to keep quiet for too much noise might be thought of as unseemly. What emerges are a series of vocalised gasps. I hope this is what she meant by coming nicely.

Gradually, the spasms subside, and I am left breathing heavily.

I see her face watching me closely, and she smiles again. She stands up and looks at me. “What do you say, subserviant?”

“Thank you, mistress” I gasp, my breathing returning to normal.

“Next time, my pretty little slave, you will be the one who provides me with pleasure. Now you’d better prepare yourself for the start of the day. You do not want to be late.”

“No Ma’am”. She smiles one last time and exits my cell. Shakily, I unhook my wrist from the straps and stand. I move to my cupboard and choose a house issued pair of black, lacy knickers and quickly step into them. As per the rules, the knickers obscure nothing. The fabric parts at the front and my clit ring protrudes. The tiny garment is symbolic of my status. They identify me as a novice, not quite the lowest of the low.

I slip into my shoes, the obligatory high heels. I fasten the straps securely around my ankles and stand. I hear footsteps approaching, it is the overseer returning to check on our progress. As before, I quickly take up my readiness position in the centre of the room, standing upright with my hands behind my head.

The overseer passes my cell and looks in, sees that I am ready and gives a small approving nod before moving on. It will soon be time for subserviants to leave the cells and to be assigned duties for the day. All the time, my pussy throbs with a warm, post-orgasm glow and my knees tremble.

It is clearly going to be one of those days.