Madam in Attendance II: The New Residence

Chapter Two-1

Chapter Two

“Can you talk?”

I looked across at Ria and had an interesting thought.

“Hold on a minute Mai while I sort that out.”

“Ria I have a challenge for you, I want you to get up and walk over to the water dispenser, fill a glass and then remain standing there facing the wall. I think it will do you good to learn something more about yourself.”

She half turned and looked at the distant dispenser and the allotted corner, she blushed seemingly about to argue. I gave her my best ‘do as your told girl’ look, she gulped air and then having made up her mind to obey me, she stood up slowly then gracefully sliding out of the booth she hesitantly then walked towards the water container and her humiliating doom. The café was not heaving but there were people in, I knew from experience that most people don’t notice anything, though a certain young man was drawn to the gentle swaying of her skirted hips as she wove her way to the far side of the room. I smiled to myself as I, like the young man watched her disappearing, satisfied I turned my attention from her exquisite rear and back to the phone and Mai.

“I’m Sorry to bother you but I thought you might like to know that it has stopped raining!”

Typical Mai, she caught me on the hop with a confusing sentence, why should I care if it’s stopped raining? Then I realised, the slave Roberts was locked in the boot of his car being battered by the rain beating on its metal and hopefully echoing all around him. Mai was suggesting that his punishment be moved on somehow.

I know that she does not like Roberts, there is something about him that annoys us both and very effectively. His desire to be detained, humiliated and ignored is made so much easier to inflict on him, if you can forget that he has requested such appalling treatment. I know Mai nearly as well as she apparently knows me, she has an intent and idea behind calling me, so I asked her what she suggested happen next.

I was right and frankly after she explained what was going through that evil mind of hers, I smiled and agreed whole-heartedly. Mai suddenly cut in saying she had to go, she had someone arriving. I remembered that she had said that she had a woman coming for a discussion and possible future session. I said goodbye and the phone clicked off. I looked up and across at Ria and wondered, there was a little something I wanted to know besides the rest of her confession and her intent for it to end, how?

I called out loud enough to turn heads; I noticed that the young man had still not taken his eyes of Rai’s bottom. I have to give him credit for having good taste. I had noticed when she gently walked over to her corner that her buttocks flowed and reshaped perfectly, her skirt formed a smile as she walked and added to the sexy effect. The young man was obviously attracted. I glanced at him and tried to see beneath the table, sadly I could not but I was pretty certain what I would have seen were I able to.

Rai turned from the wall, she looked across the room at me and then reaching out she picked up the water I had sent her to fetch. Walking in her effortless way she glided, hips gently swaying, long legs stretching out and lifting her skirt a little, she walked towards me. She also walked right past the young man who had his eyes out on stalks and could not help himself watching intently as she passed on by. So close to him did she pass he could have reached out and touched her as she returned to the booth in which I waited. I suspected that the young man would be remaining until long after we departed, most likely he would not be getting another drink for the duration of his stay.

This is the second time I had controlled the urges of a male in this café, I was getting to be quite good at it or so it would seem. Perhaps I would give the young man a treat for his effort. Rai was again sitting opposite to me, waiting. I looked across and asked the question her walk had raised in my thoughts.

“Rai are you wearing panties and what kind if any?”

“Umm.” She blushed perfectly.

“I’ve told you not to ‘Umm’ girl!”

“Yes Miss!”

“Madam!” I corrected sharply. Then I added one word. “Well?”

“No Madam I am not wearing any panties.” She looked down sharply, clearly embarrassed by her forced confession.

“Why not?”

“Umm.”

“Do you want to return to the corner girl?”

“No Madam.”

She is learning, disobedience and especially ‘Umming’ is not acceptable and will have consequences. Of course were I to send her to the corner again she could always refuse and depart, then whatever had driven her to visit so often and apparently without knickers would disappear with her. I waited.

“Sorry Madam I will try harder.”

“Now where were you before we were so necessarily interrupted?

Mai had answered her phone to another call and was now walking across the driveway to The Roberts car. She had given Alison and Clair instructions as she had departed from the house. Right now they would be setting up what she needed in readiness for the arrival of The Roberts. Looking along the drive she saw a distant figure walking towards her. The name she already knew, soon to arrive was a lady in her thirties named Miss Julie Forrester. She had only spoken to Julie on the phone and had arranged to meet her to discuss what was obviously a very personal desire.

Mai had been intrigued when Julie had explained loosely what she wanted, though she had used the word ‘needed’. Mai did not understand exactly hence Julie walking down their driveway, hopefully ready to explain in more graphic detail.

Mai studied her approach, she was not the most elegant of walkers, yet there was something that most men would find interesting in her appearance or so Mai suspected. She had reasonably large breasts, which intrigued Mai and would help with fulfilling Julie’s needs, as Mai currently understood them to be. Her hair was bleached blond, but expensive as were her clothes. She was wearing a trouser suit that Mai would have picked out for herself. Considering why she was here Mai was puzzled by the severity of the suit, it did not fit with the clearly submissive desires she had hinted at on the phone.

Julie did not know it but her presence to explain was going to add delightfully to the situation in which, The Roberts was both currently and would soon find himself. Mai wondered at Julie’s reaction to a naked hooded collared slave crawling between them to his doom. Mai is a studier of people and believes she is quite good at analysing their reactions. This would be very interesting for her and perhaps for Julie as well; as it would be for him she was certain. Mai realised that a display of the lack of concern ‘apparently.’ for slaves under discipline. As demonstrated by the way The Roberts was going to be treated could be beneficial, also what she witnessed hinted at the way she, Julie, could expect that she would be treated by Mai and perhaps others, if she decided to attend for discipline as opposed to being an inquiring guest.

Mai was positioned by the closed hatch back of Robert’s car, looking down through the large glass of the hatch, which revealed not Robert’s but instead a board that covered the space in which Madam had placed him. Locked in his captivity Roberts would know that someone was standing by his car, he would have felt movement as Mai leant back against the bodywork. Then, and only because she could Mai drummed her fingernails slowly on the paintwork. Poor confused Roberts would be terrified at not knowing what the sounds behove for him? He would be listening hard, desperate in his isolation to try to figure out who was tormenting him. He would fail, even once the boot was opened and daylight allowed to flood in it would do Roberts no good as he was hooded.

Julie approached, Mai indicated she be quiet, she nodded and closed in more on tiptoe than before. Mai pointed to the car boot miming opening it and then talking when she gave a thumb up, Mai wanted to add hugely to Robert’s humiliation with the unexpected presence of others. She leant close to Julie whispering instructions into her ear; Julie nodded, understanding the quite unexpected events that were about to commence. The boot opened with a click, Mai thrust the hatch upwards watching as the board also lifted upward on twin cables, revealing the helpless Roberts. Julies face was a picture when she first saw the naked subjected male held captive within. If nothing else at that moment she realised that she had come to the right place, and the right person in this oriental lady called Mai.

Roberts was pulled up and helped out of the car, he was a little unsteady but once on his knees that would not matter. He was still wearing the lead that Madam had attached to the heavy collar, which made leading him away from his car so much easier. Mai pointed to Julie and then the boot and as she led Roberts away the boot was clearly slammed shut. A shudder of shock rippled through the naked man as realisation that Madam was not alone dawned on him.

Mai shouted right next to his ear.

“Crawl you disgusting pervert, crawl for your life, I am in no mood to pander to your pathetic wants, you are mine! I can do whatever I want to do to you and you better try to be obedient or I will flay you alive! Roberts crawled for all he was worth, guided by the collar and the sound of Mai’s boots on the tarmac drive. Behind him, watching carefully followed on Julie. She was impressed and wondered what the man would think if she put her boot into his hanging balls. She did not actually intend to do such a thing, she was not here to discipline anyone else, she was here to be treated in ways similar and at the same time very different to this man; Mai seemed to her to be even better than her fantasies had ever been. She hoped that Mai would accept her and see that she received everything she deserved and soon. ‘Oh God please make it soon she thought wishfully…

A bow-topped green wooden door was set firmly on new hinges into an old brick wall, appeared before them. Mai approached it and clicked the latch down, pushing inwards as she led the crawling slave inside to his fate. Julie followed and automatically closed the door behind her. They were in a large square area, which obviously had once been a courtyard garden. In the centre stood two figures, one female and dressed in a plain shift dress covered by an apron, which implied she had recently been cooking or cleaning. The other was male and completely encased in latex, The clear outline of his c**k and balls was visible, but there was something lumpy fixed around the said c**k and balls, but contained within the latex of his suit Julie noticed. Two words flashed through her mind, ‘Chastity belt’, then she corrected herself as belts were worn by women she knew, chastity device, she decided. This male would not be playing with his fun-pack anytime soon. She smiled to herself wanting to laugh but not daring to, she knowing the future for herself she was here to impart to Mai.

Mai led the slave to a round ring of concrete, about ten feet across from edge to edge; she made him crawl up onto the foot high ring. Julie wondered what he would think if he could see the oblong metal cage located in the centre of the ring. The woman servant was opening the gate set into the rear whilst the latex slave had walked around the cage to the front. Mai led the crawling slave up to the open gate and then with her booted foot she indicated for him to crawl forwards. The lead stopped him and the door rattled down. Julie noticed that the door had twin oval ankle fitting cuts in its metal surface, so that when closed each ankle was separated to the widest possible width within the cage and held tightly in place. A padlock snapped on the cage door locking it shut.