NB. Part 3 is adapted from original material supplied by Slave Krissy.
I rarely give him time for writing.
Krissy needs continuous work, or else he becomes wilful.
He found a pad of A4 paper and a pen on his pillow when he staggered up to bed.
With my instruction to write 1000 words about his evening.
Assignments are important.
Lessons must be learned.
My formal uniform was a below-the-knee black pencil skirt rubber maid’s dress with three-quarter sleeves and a Peter Pan collar with a padlock. The apron was almost another full dress, a pinafore that also zipped to itself instead of being tied. Inside the hem of the skirt was 5lbs of lead shot sewn in to make the dress even heavier. The ballet boots went above the knee and also locked on and I wore a rubber maid's cap, making my head very warm.
Beneath the dress was a rubber corset, rubber panty with a plug for the rear and stockings that attached to the garters attached to the corset. Mistress had me wearing a DD set of fake breasts with a built-in rubber bra.
The heat from the ovens was unbearable.
I prepared items assigned to me by the cooks hired by Mistress as I kept doing the dishes. Mistress required me wear my black latex opera gloves and then, over them, some yellow kitchen rubber gloves, to protect them.
My make-up was a combination of permanent tattoo make up and heavy fuck-me red lipstick and blue eye shadow with false eyelashes. As the guests began to arrive, I stood at the door taking coats and putting them away for guests and then bringing them drinks.
Right before the meal was to be served Mistress told everyone,
“Feel free to use Krissy, as you please, after the meal is over.”
She then placed a large dildo gag deep in my throat and secured it so that I could not taste a morsel of the delicious food I was serving.
Six dommes with their male slaves. Each slave had shorter chairs than their Mistress. I served each Mistress first and then provided a bowl of soup to each slave.
Mistress Georgina stood up at the end of the table and welcomed each couple, then told everyone that I was available to tongue any Mistress who may desire that or to give blow jobs to each male slave.
Each Mistress could ring a small silver bell, next to her side plate, and I had to crawl under the table and provide full service.
I was kept very busy.
Mistress Georgina had me serve dessert.
She deliberately dropped hers on the floor and crushed the cake with her boots. Other mistresses were teasing their slaves with dessert. But Mistress Georgina loved watching me on my knees desperately trying to clean her boots and the floor with my mouth and tongue.
The dress was not easy to kneel in but I pulled up the pencil skirt and found my way under the table. I spent at least 15 minutes picking cake and frosting from the boots Mistress wore and the floor.
Mistress Georgina rewarded me with a smile, then pulled a latex hood over my face and locked my collar over the hood so I could not remove it.
Mistress unzipped her leather dress.
The front skirt zip opened almost to her waist, as she spread her legs wide. She pulled me into her sex and I went to work licking and sucking and trying to breathe as she held me tight with her strong hands and thighs. Mistress came hard and fast as she still gripped me tightly.
Mistress gave me some cold water then strapped a large double dildo to my face and sent me to the next Mistress who had raised her skirt. I slid the dildo into her and slowly began thrusting, as the Mistress kept pulling my head faster and faster.
My cock was bound in a chastity cage with a pair of skin tight latex panties followed by a heavy rubber girdle. I think Mistress may have secretly given me something from her doctor friend just to increase my level of interest and frustrate me more.
My cock ached, I was horribly aware of the female hormones Mistress had begun on me now six months ago. My breasts were filling in behind the false ones, and Mistress had insisted on some slutty nipple rings which chafed against my tight dress.
Mistress Georgina removed it then sent me again to a male slave. I was told to make him cum quickly but then the slave’s Mistress told him not to.
The Mistresses chatted and laughed as I worked the younger male slave to a frenzy and finally he came. I sucked down the cum and then was pulled out by Mistress Georgina who told everyone that Krissy was being placed outside in the smoking area on the terrace as an ashtray.
With that, Mistress took me to a special table which was lowered over my head. She placed the O-gag in my mouth and smokers began to sit by the table using my mouth for their ash. I used lots of saliva, to stub them out when required, as I’d been taught.
After a while, Mistress clapped her hands.
She had everyone gather round and had me stand in the centre of the room and lift my skirt as she removed my rubber panty and rubber open-bottom girdle.
As she removed it, I became stiff almost immediately.
"Ladies and slaves, Krissy has been in this for two months. Like his corsets, they must get tighter and smaller”.
She then asked three of the mistresses there to use their boots to kick me in the balls. I fell to my knees and Mistress came over with an ice pack.
When my cock and balls were small, she placed the device over me, smiling.
"No cumming for you, Krissy — but these studs want to fuck you in the ass.”
I was used multiple times in the mouth and ass for what felt like hours and then Mistress plugged me with a butt plug and replaced the chastity panties.
Mistress told me to thank everyone for being there to punish me. When the party was over, Mistress hugged me; then told me I would remain up the rest of the night cleaning the house.
I am very grateful for my harsh Mistress.
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The Chronicles of Krissy — Part 1
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