The Training of Scarlet Worthy (22 page)

I disengaged from our kissing, and allowed my mouth to drift and fall upon Carlton’s impressive member. I opened my mouth to take him. The head alone filled my mouth. I explore him with my tongue. I marveled that his cock was so hard, and yet the helmet skin was so soft upon my tongue. I squeezed my mouth on the bulb and felt it yield and then expand. I pulled my mouth away, only in a second the need to have him fill my mouth again.

I sucked on his penis. I was panting. I licked him, drawing my tongue the length of his cock. I thrust my head upon him, yet as I felt him challenge my throat, I struggled to swallow his length. I was drooling, I wanted all of him and even when he tried to with draw I held him deep in my throat.

His sighs turned to moans. Carlton picked me up and gently laid me on the grass. He raised my skirt and knelt between my legs. I could feel the head of his cock press against my pussy lips. Suddenly he popped inside of me. I gasped, I swooned in ecstasy. Little by little he began to fill me…..

I was awaked from my sweet fantasy. Once more Heidi’s voice brought me back to the present. “Be careful little one, don’t drift off and drown on me. Lady Julia would skin me alive if something happened to you.”

I did my best to be awake and aware. I sat more upright in the tub. Heidi offered me sweet pieces of fruit. I took and apple slice from her fingertips with my mouth, and she followed that with some grapes and slices of strawberries.

Soon my four smiling attendants helped me stand. The four of them toweled my body. My hair was wrapped, I was then led to a small room that was warm and dusted with a misty vapor. Tropical plants were everywhere and in the center of the space - a massage table. They had me lay face down on the terry cloth bed.

I was in a dream state. I was sure I was moaning and mumbling. I felt something warm and wet on my back. Two large hands covered me and massaged the liquid in some mysterious way that I was unfamiliar. I had never had a massaged in my life. The moaning intensified with the movement of the stranger’s hands. I felt the same liquid applied to each of my legs. Two more pairs of hands joined the ones on my back, massaging both legs simultaneously.

When I thought that it could not get any better, a pair of strong yet tiny hands began to work the same magic on my bottom. I clenched my muscles, and that felt good. I relaxed my muscles, and that felt good too. I finally lost the energy or the will to flex. I just relaxed. I started to whisper little obscenities. I was in a delirious state of bliss. My mind was drifting away from my body and my body had taken charge.

I pushed my pelvis against the table. “Fuck me, yes squeeze me there, rub harder, fuck me there, yes harder…..” Somewhere in the distance I heard a voice I seemed to recognize. Scarlet was on the loose and she seemed very very happy.

The massage was over in an hour. Heidi sat by the head of the table and talked to me until I made the trip from dreamland back to reality. She had me stand and she waited until she was sure I was in balance. We both laughed at my condition. She was happy for me.

Heidi explained that she knew that they had done a good job for a client when the client was able to separate the mind from the body. She bent down to my ear and whispered. “By the way dear Scarlet - the Spa is like Las Vegas, whatever is said here, stays here.” She crossed her lips with a finger, patted my bottom, and we both giggled.

I was wrapped in a long fluffy towel and led into a small but traditional dining room. Naked slave girls were setting the table and laying out platters of meats and cheeses. Shrimp and assorted breads and trays of olives and other condiments were neatly placed on the long table. The center was occupied by a vase of fresh flowers. The fragrant smell was wonderful. A full bar stood in one corner and a young man was reaching high to complete the selection of liquors on the shelves. His ass was firm and muscled.

Heidi ushered me to a seat and I accepted a glass of ice water with fresh lemon from one of the young girls. I took a deep breath and settled into the comfortable chair. I indeed felt like a pampered princess. I liked the feeling and I allowed the dreamy feeling to float upon my consciousness. I sat idle and alone for a half hour sampling the goodies and chatting with my fellow slaves. It was a peaceful time and my body was a loose and as limber as a rubber band.

The door opened and Lady Julia appeared beside me. Her appearance was startling. The spa was so white, misty and soft. She stood tall and taught in her black body suit. The contrast was stunning. “Did they take good care of you precious?” She asked. She was searching the table for just the right edible. She choose a black olive and sucked it into her mouth.

“Yes My Lady, it was wonderful. May I do it again sometime?”

“You can do it every day if you wish honey, but it’s unlikely that you’ll have the excess time. I’d recommend that you do schedule it, if you don’t you’ll forget – you’ve got to make some
girl time
Scarlet.” She smiled.

She took a chair next to mine, motioned to the bartender and two glasses of champagne were placed before us. We clicked glasses in a toast. “Tonight will be a big night for us Scarlet, and a big start for your future. My guess is that you’re nervous.”

“Yes My Lady.” I took a big swallow. “I’m very nervous, I’m scared to death.”

“You won’t be alone and you won’t be the first to be nervous.” She grabbed the young bartender by his beautiful ass. “Do you remember your night Josh?”

He smiled. “Yes I do My Lady. My first term comes up next month.”

She slapped his ass hard. “And?”

He winched. “I’ll be here or the next year and four more after that.”

“The place would not be the same without this slave boy Scarlet. He can be very entertaining. Josh, you would love for me to turn you over my knee right now wouldn’t you? Turn your ass as red as Scarlet’s hair. We all can listen to you scream like a little girl.”

The young man lowered his eyes in submission. His face was flushing. He did not have to answer, his cock was rising as she spoke. She egged him on. “Maybe I’ll tie you up and place you under Scarlet’s office desk and you can worship her feet all day while she works.”

The poor boys face was beet red. His cock was bouncing up and down involuntarily.

“He’d like that Scarlet. Josh would love licking and sucking on your toes all day long. Watch. I’ll bet I can make him come if I talk dirty like this to him for just one more minute. Do you want me to make you come Josh? How long have you been denied an orgasm?”

“Yes please My Lady. It’s been a month’s term of chastity for me.”

Lady Julia stood in front of the naked man. She stood two inches taller than poor Josh. She took an empty champagne flute from the table and inserted his bobbing cock inside the glass. “I should make you kneel this instant and kiss our feet. You could remove my boot slave, and smell my feet. My feet need a good tongue bath. Go ahead slave - milk yourself. Scarlet and I want to watch you fill you wine glass.”

He grabbed his cock and in two strokes his cock was firing white come into the glass. He moaned and shuttered with each spasm. Ten times he fired, ten splashes filled the flute to half full. Lady Julia took the glass from his hand and held it up for us the see the contents.

“Only half full slave. One month of chastity does not seem to be enough. I’m doubling your chastity term to two months. You better fill the glass next time or the term will then be four months, and after that, eight months. You get the picture?”

His cock had shriveled to be a one inch stub. “Fill this flute with champagne slave.”

His eyes widened. Josh looked at her, his eyes pleading for mercy. He was in a full state of humiliation and she was going to make his pathetic condition complete. She raised the glass to urge him to his task. Meekly he filled his come glass to the top with champagne. My Lady took her time and stirred the contents with a butter knife. She smiled at his pain. “What’s the matter Josh, are you too good to make a toast to Scarlet’s collaring?”

His head was down and he mumbled something. “That will not do,” she said. “Get up on that table – NOW!”

The man stepped on a chair then hopped on the table top. Lady Julia summoned all of the kitchen staff to the dining room. There were a half a dozen men and women slaves on duty and they all clamored into the room to stand for My Lady’s instructions. They looked puzzled. Some looked frightened. What had they done?

She put her hand on my shoulder. “Your colleague Josh is about to make an impassioned toast to the collaring of our new slave Scarlet Worthy. You may begin slave. Loud enough for all to hear.” Lady Julia handed him the champagne flute.

While josh was preparing Lady Julia had each slave fill a flute of champagne. They were unaware that their fine imported drink was much different from his.

His face was once again red, and cock was growing too. “It is my extreme pleasure to salute the collaring of one of our own into the ranks of slavery here at Brighten Manor. I raise my glass to Scarlet Worthy.”

By the time he had finished his short salute his cock was once more hard and bouncing.

“Well said salve, down the hatch all.” We finished the champagne and we watched the man on the table finish his to the last drop. The crowd thanked My Lady for the welcome break, and they all stopped by to hug me and wish me the best for the evening.

Lady Julia took my hand, and we left the toastmaster standing naked on the table. I was sure that poor Josh was thinking of his next two month sentence and hoping that he could produce the volume as required.

***

It was a nice afternoon and Lady Julia suggested we take a walk to get some well needed fresh air in my lungs. The morning in the Spa had left me feeling wonderful, but also sleepy and listless. We exchanged my towel for a soft terry robe. I slipped on some Spa flip flops and we strolled arm in arm in a wide arc around the Manor House. Dappled sunshine drifted through the canopy of pollarded willows and the common beech trees that so blessed the Cotswold Hills and the winding lanes of Brighten Manor.

“You’ll be radiant tonight Scarlet. Don’t be frightened. I’ll be right with you. Believe me you will be the shining star tonight and the lone star that will be long remembered her at Brighten Manor - someday perhaps all of Britain.”

“My Lady? What will I have to do?”

“If you mean tonight. Just be yourself Scarlet, and follow instructions. I’ll be at your side the whole time. Remember dear, I have an obligation to cherish and care for you in all ways and at all times. Nothing will happen to my dear Scarlet. Feel safe little one, and cling to Lady Julia. If your question is about
all of Britain
? Now that recognition has yet to unfold. But there are events happening as we speak, and ones that will coincide with the completion of your training here at Brighten. By autumn you and I will be sitting in your office, and at that time you and I will be talking London.”

Lady Julia encircled my shoulder with her arm and pulled me close. I in turn laced mine around her waist. We walked like that for a while and we discussed the nature of the Manors affairs and my immanent return to work running her Estate. She seemed happy that I was eager to get back and involved.

We returned to the Spa. My Lady took my robe and flip-flops. I was once again naked and vulnerable. It was the midafternoon of my collaring day and I was getting anxious.

My Lady squeezed my hand. “This will be the last stop in the Spa dear. We need to do your nails, hair, and makeup.”

I was placed in a comfortable chair, like one you would find in an upscale hair salon. Once more the classical music calmed my nerves. The room was pretty, dozens of photos of women and men hung on the wall behind me, each with different hair styles. People of all races and colors, young and old.

On a far wall were large photos of the great cities of the world, and below the pictures individual clocks that showed the current time in Paris, New York, Moscow, Rome, London, Tokyo and others.

The two adjacent walls were equally busy. One flashed the world stock market activity the other the running news of the world. In the arm of the chair were buttons for the occupant to select a language of choice.

I closed my eyes and dreamed about traveling to those great cities. In my dream I was carefree, I had no worries. I walked the Avenue des Champs-Élysées. I passed under the Arc de Triumph. I went to the great plays on Broadway and strolled the Via Veneto, the shopping streets of Rome, and where Federico Fellini filmed "La Dolce Vita." I was living the good life, and in my day dream I was safely on the arm of Lady Julia Sweeten-Roseau. I was important. I was rich. I was safe, and I was proud.

I was jolted awake by the touch of a hand on my foot. When I opened my eyes I saw that I was surrounded by four smiling Asian girls. They bowed when they saw that I was awake. Like the others they were naked. They spoke no English. Their collars were more like ribbons and each of a different color. The collars were secured by intricate knots, round numbered tags were sewn to the ribbons. I looked at My Lady for answers.

“They are new slaves, and they will be sold at auction before your ceremony tonight. Your collaring is special Scarlet, because of your rank and prestige, but there will be about fifty other slaves collared tonight in a mass ceremony before your moment in the spotlight. All of this will make sense to you in time.” She thought for a moment before she continued. It was as if she was unsure if she should share what she was to say.

“I am a member of a large and secret society of Lords and Ladies Scarlet. These people are from all over the world. Many of them will be in attendance tonight and they will be staying at Brighten Manor for the next day or so. Some you will meet, or have already met. Remember the judge you spoke to? He is a new member, and he’s anxious to build a small stable of slaves. Perhaps he will select one of these girls.”

What have I gotten into?
My body stiffened.
New slaves, fifty new slaves and some are to be auctioned? A secret worldwide network of what?
My wide-eyed look caught My Ladies attention.