My second weekend of “personal service training” at Atlanta’s Femdom Mansion began a week earlier, on Sunday. Mistress Ayn instructed me to conduct edging sessions a week before my trip, twice a day for 10 minutes, and then place myself in chastity three days before the trip. Upon arrival in Atlanta, the Holy Trainer cage passed through TSA security with no problem, i took a taxi to a hotel, went into the bathroom and inserted my five-inch butt plug, as instructed. Then, i contacted Mistress Ayn with the message: “i am in position for transport,” as instructed.

Mistress Ayn called me and told me to “wait in the lobby.” Goddess Samantha arrived and ordered me to Her car. i was blindfolded and told to wear Her “Hello Kitty” headphones. It must have been quite a spectacle for anyone in a passing car – the first of my public humiliation experiences – a former hard limit shattered. The car stopped, my blindfold and headphones were removed, and i was told to follow Goddess. W/we were in a strip mall parking lot and soon arrived at a nail salon. The salon was filled with female customers and workers and i was about to have my first pedicure and manicure – more public humiliation. Goddess selected St. Regis pink for my fingernails and rag doll pink for my toenails. Back into the car an agonizing hour later, blindfolded and headphones in place – with a women in the car next to ours looking on – W/we were off and arrived at The Femdom Mansion.

i was greeted by Mistress Ayn, led into the foyer, and told to completely strip – except for my chastity cage and butt plug. Mistress Ayn explained that i needed to be further dehumanized so i would no longer be addressed by my old name (slave jaime), just “slave boy,” or “slave,” or “boy.” i was ordered to read my slave contract, generally outlining the activities for the weekend, and then to sign it. i did, eagerly but with a healthy amount of fear.

Very early into my training, sadly, my tendency for sassing come out, so Mistress Ayn added to the slave contact, “sassing would be met with punishment.” Punishment was given throughout the weekend when Mistress Ayn gave me hard face slaps and repeatedly gagged me as a reminder to be silent as a slave. i was able to accept a ball gag without gagging. Mistress Ayn explained that i was seeking attention; also i believe i was attempting to top from the bottom. Neither are permitted. A major theme during the weekend was: “This is a journey, embrace the journey.” i believe i made significant steps along the path toward becoming a better (and silent) slave, but it will be a long journey.

i was led to the dungeon basement where i was secured to a bondage medical table and Mistress and Goddess administered a soapy enema. i was order to hold it and then finally led to the bathroom. As i sat on the toilet, Mistress Ayn told me to hold it longer. i did, barely. i was allowed to begin to release and then ordered to stop midstream – three times – with Mistress and Goddess laughing at my predicament. Finally, Mistress and Goddess left the bathroom and told me to finish up. i was then led outside and hosed down by Mistress Ayn.

Back inside i was dressed for my role as a sissy maid to serve dinner for four Dommes – Mistresses Ayn, Harley and Gianna and Goddess Samantha. i was provided table scraps in a dog bowl and told to eat without using my hands. After the Dommes finished Their desert, i was allowed to eat the chef’s wonderful chocolate lava cake from Mistress Harley’s foot, with appropriate licking of Her toes to fully clean Her foot.

W/we all moved to the dungeon for an evening of bondage, torture and humiliation. At one point, it was clear i was becoming overheated so Mistress Ayn led everyone upstairs and outside to the patio. There i was hosed down, where Mistress set the garden hose’s nozzle to “jet” to target my asshole and balls. A new Goddess arrived and was sad She missed my outdoor shower so i asked Mistress Ayn if i could be showered again. Mistress Ayn was more than happy to comply and all of the Dommes cheered Her on and laughed at my humiliation.

W/we returned to the dungeon for more Domme fun – with me secured to the bondage sling and then to Mistress Ayn’s new suspension system – feet in the air, entire body vulnerable to whatever the Domes had in mind. The cock pump was placed on my cock, i became aroused, and Mistress Ayn ordered me to orgasm – while clamping Her hand around the base of my cock preventing me from orgasming. Unbound, my Mistress and Goddesses wanted to relax to foot messages, which i gladly provided. Exhausted, the activities ended at 3:00 am!

i was led to my bed – a thin mattress in the corner of the dungeon where my ankle was locked into a cuff and then locked with a heavy chain to a metal post. A plastic container was placed nearby in case i needed to urinate during the night. The lights were turned off and i attempted to get some sleep in the solitude of the dungeon.

The next morning the dungeon lights were turned on, awaking me, and Mistress Ayn explained my chores. i was to clean everything used the night before in the dungeon, come upstairs and sweep and mop the kitchen floor, sweep the leaves outside on the patio, straightened the tassels on the oriental rug, and clean out the kitty litter box – i was Her domestic servant. i was then allowed to take a quick shower and return to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the Dommes – while naked.

Mistress Simone Kross arrived at the Mansion and i was led downstairs to serve as a bondage dummy as Mistress Simone instructed Goddess B in this art form, which included face sitting. Later i was escorted back to the dungeon so Mistress Ultra Violet could practice using a bullwhip on my back (with a few marks visible five days later). After enduring much pain, i was ordered to worship Mistress Ultra Violet and Gianna’s legs and asses, much to my delight as Their slave. W/we moved to the bondage table where Mistress Ultra Violet inserted three needles into each nipple (a new personal best for me) and six needles into my ball sac, with help from Mistress Gianna on how to breathe through the pain. The breathing exercise and simply “welcoming” the pain from the lashes and needles helped me along the journey to become a better pain slut.

i was given a brief rest and awaited the legendary Femdom Mansion’s evening activity – a costume Halloween Party. i was led to the feminine area and Mistress Ayn and Goddess Samantha proceeded to prepare me for my costume - dressed as Mistress Ayn’s mini-me with a red hair wig; heavy eye makeup with false eyelashes, red lipstick; black electrical tape on nipples; black corset, lace skirt, stocking and garter belt; black patent leather kinky boots; and chastity cage. Ready, i was ordered upstairs to greet the guests, provide them with drinks, pass around trays of food, and otherwise make sure that the Dommes were pleased.

After hours of socializing and dozens of pictures, W/we adjourned to the dungeon where Goddess Samantha’s birthday was celebrated. i received Goddess Samantha’s birthday spankings on the bondage bench with Miss Ria laying on top of me as “Someone” administered alternating hand or paddle spankings to the two subs. i again felt warm so i was led upstairs and to the patio for another round of showers from the garden hose, left there – shivering – while the Dommes laughed at my plight from inside the Mansion. Later, i was the target as Goddess Samantha used Her new dragon-tail whip on my back and Goddess Samantha and Mistress Ayn marked their initials on my ass (visible two days later).

Again, totally exhausted, the visiting Dommes left The Mansion and the resident Dommes retired upstairs to their bedrooms. i was again chained to my bed in the dungeon and slept.

One of the most special weekend sessions occurred on Sunday as Mistress Ayn led me to the dungeon. i was securely bound to the bondage bench, chastity cage still in place. She plugged my ass and then stimulated me with a vibrator. i also felt like i might orgasm but Mistress Ayn knew how to control against that and i knew i was not permitted any release. She removed the plug and began pegging me, progressively harder and deeper. i was in sub Heaven, so pleased to take this pounding. When Mistress Ayn was satisfied, this session ended and i was led to the bondage table and positioned face up.

The final session consisted of farewell visitations by Mistress Harley, Goddess Samantha, Mistress Ultra Violet, and Mistress Ayn while i was fully bound. My cock was in a pump securely tied to a hook above, and the Mistresses regulated the pump’s rhythm as They said Their goodbyes.

The farewell session was one of the few times i was released from chastity. During the weekend training, the chastity key was passed from Mistress to Mistress, causing me to completely lose track of which Mistress had it, not that this was my concern.

As the personal service training ended on Sunday and i prepared for my departure from the Femdom Mansion, Mistress Ayn had me place myself in chastity and insert the butt plug for my trip home. As instructed, i waited until i got home – five hours later - to remove the cage and plug.

It is important to note that upon my arrival at the Femdom Mansion on Friday, i asked Mistress Ayn to reserve a weekend in March 2019 for my next personal service training course. When i left the Mansion on Sunday, i had no regrets in making that request.

submissively, slave boy

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