Training, day one.
I spent a whole day at the house today. I deliberated on what to wear forever, went shopping, ended up taking things I already had that were simple. A black leather skirt, lacey black tank top, and garter belt with thigh high nylons. I went casual, but changed into this when it was time for me to join in a session.
After the requisite 15-30 minutes of standing around feeling out of place, a few of the girls started talking to me. There was a lot of introductory stuff. I followed one girl as she did an inventory of all the rooms. This was exciting because I hadn't seen them at all previously. Plus, I learned the names and uses for all of the different amazing toys they have available.
There are three rooms upstairs. Pink, Green, and Orange. The Pink room has a bed with a beautiful brushed metal four poster frame. It's also known as the Boudoir. The Green room is more like a strange study. It's dark with some sort of animal skin rug. The Orange room has red velvet covering two walls. Downstairs is the executive suite and classroom. The executive suit is the fanciest room with black shiny paneling on the wall, a crawl cage, suspension bar, and overall most fetish feel to it. Girls are only allowed to use this room after they've been tested 10 times on perfect use of the other rooms. (Nothing misplaced or chores forgotten, etc.) The classroom has a somewhat Victorian classroom feel, blackboard, and more strict disciplinary themed implements.
Mostly I hung out reading binders of information all day in the behind-the-scenes kitchen. One has all the information about how to answer the phone, along with descriptions of the girls that you read to clients, and checklists of what girls will do what. Another had all the information about how to start and end each day's shift. Rules, etc.
I met two other new girls and three or four more established women. One of which has worked there for years and was managing. All of them seemed pretty cool, open, supportive of each other. Good first impression.
The session I sat in on was in the Boudoir with an Asian submissive man. (Tangentially, they say dominant men don't often like new girls sitting in, too bad.) He was sort of timeless looking. If I had to guess, I would have said he was around 35. He told us later (the head mistress asked because he kept referring to his old age) that he was 56. He was bald, about 5'7", and fairly strongly built with a tummy. He had bizzare biology. His balls didn't descend, but rather resembled a mound. And his penis was incredibly short (an inch? it was all head) and never got hard. He said that, in fact, no one had ever been able to make him hard. A virgin. Damn. When the mistress heard this she asked if he enjoyed humiliation. He indicated that it wasn't something he was interested, but thank you mistress. She was disappointed. During the whole session it was rather hard to tell if he was enjoying himself.
When we first came in she had him on all fours on the bed. She spanked him. She had two of the other new girls toy with his nipples. I must say that I wasn't so eager to jump into physical contact. I watched from a distance and photographed, being careful to not include the women's faces. She spanked him until his cheeks were quite rosey. Then she had him stand and tied his hands and feet to the bed. She taught us a simple way of doing a pretty hold... by twisting the rope to create loops. After he was tied up she attempted to tie up his cock and balls, but because of the aforementioned problem of his biology she wasn't able to. Instead she put him into a hood. His mouth and eyes were the only things showing, through zippers.
She used a riding crop on him, focusing on his genitals. He took a lot of that without complaint and seemed okay with it. She passed it off to a new girl. I took a turn too. We used quite a few paddles, a pinwheel, and took more photos. She rubbed his body, rubbed herself against him. He was pretty mellow.
She untied him and said she was going to take him on a walk. She put him on all fours on the floor and attached a leash, having him follow her as a puppy. He was an enthusiastic puppy, responding well to suggestions. He seemed the happiest during this than any other time in the session. She walked him around all the upstairs rooms since there weren't any other sessions. It was quite a site with him still in the mask. I was pretty tickled whenever he would wag his tail.
When we got back to the room she decided to sit on his face, not allowing him to breathe. (She had underwear on.) When he wanted her to get off he was to snap his fingers. She did this, he lasted quite a long time... concerning us all at first. She asked if he liked it and he said, "yes mistress, but it would be better without the face mask on." She laughed and said, "is that a request?" And he would only answer, "whatever pleases you mistress." She did it once more with the mask, then took it off and sat on his face again. She invited us, the new girls to do so. The other two did. I would have declined, but didn't have to because I was sent on an errand to find a razor and shaving cream.
Since the session was an hour and a half long, and she didn't get any input from him (he would only say "I don't know, mistress" whenever she asked what he wanted) the head mistress was not sure what to do with him. She decided on the shaving to take up time (she told us later) and told him: it was to give him something to remember her by. She shaved his genitals completely bald with a little heart on top. When she was done she slipped a few gloved, lubed fingers in his ass (something I would not be comfortable doing) and played with his prostrate for a while. He said it was "interesting." Still, no reaction.
She excused us at that point. And later, after he was gone, we went back up to learn how to tidy the room.
I started writing my description while I hung around in the kitchen today...
"At 5'10" Severine is tall, strongly built, with a statuesque figure. Her blonde hair and blue eyes perfectly compliment her Scandinavian features. You will be pleasantly rewarded if you show her the adoration she deserves.
"She's a rather sensual switch, enjoying to give and receive a variety of sensations."
I will add more...
After the requisite 15-30 minutes of standing around feeling out of place, a few of the girls started talking to me. There was a lot of introductory stuff. I followed one girl as she did an inventory of all the rooms. This was exciting because I hadn't seen them at all previously. Plus, I learned the names and uses for all of the different amazing toys they have available.
There are three rooms upstairs. Pink, Green, and Orange. The Pink room has a bed with a beautiful brushed metal four poster frame. It's also known as the Boudoir. The Green room is more like a strange study. It's dark with some sort of animal skin rug. The Orange room has red velvet covering two walls. Downstairs is the executive suite and classroom. The executive suit is the fanciest room with black shiny paneling on the wall, a crawl cage, suspension bar, and overall most fetish feel to it. Girls are only allowed to use this room after they've been tested 10 times on perfect use of the other rooms. (Nothing misplaced or chores forgotten, etc.) The classroom has a somewhat Victorian classroom feel, blackboard, and more strict disciplinary themed implements.
Mostly I hung out reading binders of information all day in the behind-the-scenes kitchen. One has all the information about how to answer the phone, along with descriptions of the girls that you read to clients, and checklists of what girls will do what. Another had all the information about how to start and end each day's shift. Rules, etc.
I met two other new girls and three or four more established women. One of which has worked there for years and was managing. All of them seemed pretty cool, open, supportive of each other. Good first impression.
The session I sat in on was in the Boudoir with an Asian submissive man. (Tangentially, they say dominant men don't often like new girls sitting in, too bad.) He was sort of timeless looking. If I had to guess, I would have said he was around 35. He told us later (the head mistress asked because he kept referring to his old age) that he was 56. He was bald, about 5'7", and fairly strongly built with a tummy. He had bizzare biology. His balls didn't descend, but rather resembled a mound. And his penis was incredibly short (an inch? it was all head) and never got hard. He said that, in fact, no one had ever been able to make him hard. A virgin. Damn. When the mistress heard this she asked if he enjoyed humiliation. He indicated that it wasn't something he was interested, but thank you mistress. She was disappointed. During the whole session it was rather hard to tell if he was enjoying himself.
When we first came in she had him on all fours on the bed. She spanked him. She had two of the other new girls toy with his nipples. I must say that I wasn't so eager to jump into physical contact. I watched from a distance and photographed, being careful to not include the women's faces. She spanked him until his cheeks were quite rosey. Then she had him stand and tied his hands and feet to the bed. She taught us a simple way of doing a pretty hold... by twisting the rope to create loops. After he was tied up she attempted to tie up his cock and balls, but because of the aforementioned problem of his biology she wasn't able to. Instead she put him into a hood. His mouth and eyes were the only things showing, through zippers.
She used a riding crop on him, focusing on his genitals. He took a lot of that without complaint and seemed okay with it. She passed it off to a new girl. I took a turn too. We used quite a few paddles, a pinwheel, and took more photos. She rubbed his body, rubbed herself against him. He was pretty mellow.
She untied him and said she was going to take him on a walk. She put him on all fours on the floor and attached a leash, having him follow her as a puppy. He was an enthusiastic puppy, responding well to suggestions. He seemed the happiest during this than any other time in the session. She walked him around all the upstairs rooms since there weren't any other sessions. It was quite a site with him still in the mask. I was pretty tickled whenever he would wag his tail.
When we got back to the room she decided to sit on his face, not allowing him to breathe. (She had underwear on.) When he wanted her to get off he was to snap his fingers. She did this, he lasted quite a long time... concerning us all at first. She asked if he liked it and he said, "yes mistress, but it would be better without the face mask on." She laughed and said, "is that a request?" And he would only answer, "whatever pleases you mistress." She did it once more with the mask, then took it off and sat on his face again. She invited us, the new girls to do so. The other two did. I would have declined, but didn't have to because I was sent on an errand to find a razor and shaving cream.
Since the session was an hour and a half long, and she didn't get any input from him (he would only say "I don't know, mistress" whenever she asked what he wanted) the head mistress was not sure what to do with him. She decided on the shaving to take up time (she told us later) and told him: it was to give him something to remember her by. She shaved his genitals completely bald with a little heart on top. When she was done she slipped a few gloved, lubed fingers in his ass (something I would not be comfortable doing) and played with his prostrate for a while. He said it was "interesting." Still, no reaction.
She excused us at that point. And later, after he was gone, we went back up to learn how to tidy the room.
I started writing my description while I hung around in the kitchen today...
"At 5'10" Severine is tall, strongly built, with a statuesque figure. Her blonde hair and blue eyes perfectly compliment her Scandinavian features. You will be pleasantly rewarded if you show her the adoration she deserves.
"She's a rather sensual switch, enjoying to give and receive a variety of sensations."
I will add more...