Ritual training began when Mistress Kassandra signaled ralf to kneel in front of her. Immediately, ralf presented himself at her feet in a kneeling position, his hands folded at chest height, both thumbs up and together. Mistress Kassandra circled his thumbs with her hand and looked into his eyes.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"This slave is ralf, the property of Mistress Kassandra, Mistress." was the response.
"What does ralf mean?"
"R, Mistress is for Respectful - to feel or show esteem for, or to honor. To treat with deference my wonderful Mistress Kassandra.
"A, Mistress is for Accepting - to take willingly, to be favorably disposed toward, to regard as usual, proper, right or true. To take to one's self the Dominance of Mistress Kassandra
"L, Mistress is for Loyal - allegiance to Mistress Kassandra.
"F, Mistress is for Faithful - adhering strictly to the person, cause or idea to which one is bound. Dutiful and loyal to Mistress Kassandra."
"Why are you here?" Mistress Kassandra asked.
"To perform four basic, submissive duties, Mistress." was the response.
"What are the four basic, submissive duties?"
"To serve your needs, Mistress, to obey your orders, Mistress, to accept your domination, Mistress, to please your desires, Mistress."
"What does that mean to you?"
"It means being your slave, Mistress"
"What is a slave?"
"A slave is property to be owned, an object to be used, Mistress."
"And what is the symbol of your status?"
"The collar you locked on my neck, Mistress."
Mistress Kassandra smiled. "Very good." she said. "You may kiss my boot." "Thank you, Mistress." Immediately, ralf bent to her feet, to kiss the toe of her boot.
Mistress Kassandra turned to the trainees. "This is a ritual I expect each of you to perform before the day is over. The staff slaves will help you learn it, and it will be the beginning of every session you will have with me."
"Now, there is another ritual you all must know; the punishment ritual. I would prefer to have slaves who don't need punishment, but I realize that isn't possible all the time. I do take punishment very seriously, and I expect my slaves to as well. Mistress Marguerite will explain about punishment."
"There will come a time when it will be necessary for a slave to be punished for an infraction of Mistress Kassandra's rules, requests, or requirements." Mistress Marguerite began. "Punishment is intended to reinforce Mistress Kassandra's dominance and control, and to reinforce the fact that she is always to be obeyed.
"Mistress Kassandra may or may not give the slave a choice of punishments. The ritual for punishment is to ensure that the slave knows what the punishment is for. Possible punishments can range from a heavy caning to isolation in the basement cage for a specified period of time, or any other measure Mistress Kassandra devises to enforce her dominance.
"Punishment ritual involves a dialog between Mistress Kassandra and the slave to verify that the slave has been informed of the nature of the error and why a punishment is in order. Understanding is NOT required. At that time, Mistress Kassandra will tell the slave what the punishment is and when it will be administered."
For the next several hours, the staff slaves presented information on general service, transportation and car maintenance service, housekeeping service, cooking service, personal service, discipline, attitude and deportment. They also covered such details as massage techniques and leather-care.
As the presentations began, Mistresses Kassandra and Marguerite walked over to rob and Mistress Kassandra whispered, "Follow me." The three of them walked toward the back of the house and opened the door to the staircase to the dungeon.
The narrow staircase seemed oppressive, the dark color on the walls heavy in the candlelight. The staircase was narrow, and twisted at the top. It opened to the main room of the dungeon, decorated in reds and blacks and chromes. There were several hanging candle sconces, glowing with flickering lights.
Large pieces of black equipment were strategically placed in the large room; Salem stocks, a rack, some other pieces of furniture rob had never seen before. One wall displayed an impressive assortment of whips, floggers, crops and canes, and a table was covered with a wide variety of clips, clamps and other intriguing hardware. Another panel was draped with several types of restraints and ropes.
When they got to the middle of the room, Mistress Marguerite turned to rob. "On your knees, slave." she ordered. Immediately, rob dropped to his knees. Mistress Kassandra reached into her pocket and pulled out several small clothespins. She carefully placed a clothespin on each nipple.
She walked over to the table and picked up a set of black leather restraints. "Put out your arms, slave." she ordered.
He extended his arms, and she put a restraint on each wrist. She locked them with padlocks, then picked up and attached the ankle restraints.
"Crawl over to the wall," she ordered.
"Yes, Mistress." he said as he dropped to his knees. He put his hands on the floor, and started to crawl across the room. She watched him, noticing the shadow of the mark on his thigh from the night before, the slightly drooping belly, the hesitation in his movement. She walked up behind him and slapped him soundly across the buttock.
"Do you know why I strike you?" she asked.
"No, Mistress."
"Because it amuses me." she said. "Now, for a trick question. How many times should I strike you?"
He thought for a bit. "Ten, Mistress?" he guessed.
"Wrong... The correct answer is 'How ever many times it pleases you, Mistress!' Is that so hard?"
"No, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress." he responded.
"Not yet... but you WILL be sorry. How are your nipples?"
"They are sore, Mistress."
She smiled, "Well, we'll give you something else to think about for a while."
She picked up a spreader bar and she and Mistress Marguerite each attached a wrist restraint to an end of it.
"Crawl closer to the wall." she barked. He scrambled over to the space she indicated. She released a chain from a hook on the wall. One end of the chain was attached to the high ceiling beam, the other end swung freely in front of him, about two feet off the floor.
"Put your arms out." she said.
She attached the chain to the center of the spreader bar, so his arms were extended to just above his head, exposing the chest and the underarm areas.
For the next half hour, the Mistresses used various whips, crops, brushes and clamps on his torso, bringing the color of his skin up to a warm, bright red. The intensity increased as time went on, and by the time Mistress Kassandra released his arms from the spreader bar, he felt light headed, warm, and spaced-out, like he was in another world.
He sat in the corner, and Mistress Marguerite handed him a bottle of water. "Drink this." she said. "Then go back downstairs, and send ed up."
The rest of the afternoon, aside from the lunch break for the Dominas, was spent with the staff slaves giving instructions and information, and helping the slaves rehearse the ritual, and attending sessions with the Mistresses. About 4:00pm, colin took rob and dan into the kitchen to begin dinner.
Since ed was only staying for 24 hours, he would be leaving right after dinner. As the preparations progressed in the kitchen, he was summoned to Mistress Kassandra's office.
"As you have been taught today, the way I do things is not necessarily the way other Mistresses will do things." Mistress Kassandra said. "But I hope your experience with Us has given you the opportunity to see where you can work on yourself. Becoming a valuable slave is far more than just wanting to be a slave. It involves learning to be what your owner wants you to be. It's about your owner's agenda, not your own.
"After dinner, you will be given your personal items, and dress to return to your normal life. Perhaps you will find an opportunity to be able to sleep in bondage on a regular basis, to be owned, to be appreciated as a valuable slave. Or perhaps it will continue to be an unfulfilled dream. But at least you have had this opportunity to spend an extended time in bondage."
"Thank you, Mistress." ed replied. "I hope to come back again sometime for a longer period of time."
"That can be arranged. You are dismissed." Mistress Kassandra responded.
Dinner was subdued, the slaves lost in their thoughts about the day's activities. The Mistresses sat at their table and discussed the plans for the evening, and the expected new slaves. After dinner, ed dressed while the rest of the slaves cleaned up the kitchen. At 6:00p.m., they all reported to the common area. The sound of the van pulling into the long driveway signaled the beginning of another day at the Kollege.
Copyright 1994, 1997 by Mistress Kassandra Kane