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Idetta and Urlaub: Part Three
Time: One week before Idetta’s Urlaub
Place: Haus der Sklavin
Of course, Idetta was embarrassed on the evening after Wilma had first put the chastity belt on her and Heinrich had escorted Alla and her to the room they shared. As they entered the room, Heinrich told the two women, “You know the rules. Slaves must sleep naked and chained to the bed, so go ahead and remove your clothing.” This was fairly simple as all the women were allowed to wear while working was a drab, woolen dress and wooden clogs. Alla, the Ukrainian woman in her mid-thirties, sullenly pulled off her dress and hung it up in the wardrobe that both women shared. Then she shuffle dover to her bed, slipped off her clogs and sat on the bed. But Idetta hesitated. Heinrich noticed and said in a soft voice, “Come on, old girl. You know the rules. After all, you’ve been here over two years.”
Idetta’s face flushed and she said, “Could you look away? Please.”
Heinrich frowned and said, “What? No, of course not. Besides I have seen you naked a thousand times. Now go ahead. Undress.”
Idetta reluctantly pulled the drab gray dress over her head and let it fall to the floor. Heinrich’s eyes went wide and Alla from across the room said, “What is that?”
Idetta said, “It was Wilma. Madam Gisele said I had to wear this belt until I am released for Urlaub. And the belt also holds a dildo that is penetrating my rear.”
Heinrich replied, “It’s not all that unusual for her to demand that of a slave, especially one who hasn’t experienced anal sex.”
“But it’s so, so humiliating,” said Idetta as tears formed in her eyes.
“It is what it is,” replied Heinrich. “Now get into bed. In the morning, Wilma will unlock it so that you can toilet.”
Idetta glumly sat on the bed and watch Heinrich chain Alla to the headboard of her bed, using a short chain connected to the rings set in the leather collar and bracelets that every slave at Haus der Sklavin wore. Once he connected the rings and chain, he pulled it tight so that her hands were slightly beneath her face, as if they were in a position of prayer. Then he did the same to Idetta, but before leaving her bed, Heinrich bent down and kissed Idetta on the forehead and said, “Be brave, this too shall pass.” Then he went out the door, turning the light off as he left.
Idetta and Alla heard Heinrich turn the key in the door, locking it from the outside and then the sounds of his boots on the stone floor as he walked away. Alla whispered, “Is it uncomfortable? The dildo, I mean. The chastity belt seems superfluous; we are chained at night so that we couldn’t touch ourselves even if we wanted to.”
“It’s a little uncomfortable, but I guess I will get used to it. But the humiliation is worse than the discomfort,” replied Idetta.
“I think that’s the point,” said Alla.
Idetta and Urlaub: Part Two
Flashback to a week previously and a conversation between Madam Gisele and Zuri at Haus der Sklavin. Madam Gisele had just dismissed Idetta after Wilma, the head dominatrix, had fitted Idetta with a chastity belt – a belt that had additions: 1. a 20 centimeter long dildo inserted into Idetta’s rectum and held in place by the chastity belt, and 2. A steel ball set in the belt so that it rubbed against Idetta’s clitoris.
Zuri spoke first, “I understand the dildo. After all, you have said that id Idetta chooses to return after her Urlaub, you intend to allow ‘clients’ to avail themselves of ALL of her openings. But why did you choose a belt with that steel ball?”
Madam Gisele replied, “Two reasons, really. I know the ball will rub against her clitoris every time she moves. It will cause a pleasurable sensation at first – nice, but not enough to bring on orgasm. Over time the pleasure will be accompanied by irritation and frustration. On the edge, so to speak, but never quite over it. Secondly, this will make her constantly aware of her body and its true purpose and the fact that it is the only thing that gives her any value. Wearing the belt for a week and then going on Urlaub will provide a delicious difference in environments. Here a constant reminder that she is a slave, a sex slave. And then going on Urlaub, she’ll feel ‘free,’ at least initially. But I predict she will be more than ready to return and sign another year’s contract once her Urlaub is over.”
“Or perhaps, she will be so relieved to be free of the discomforts of slavery that she will choose to never return,” said Zuri.
“Perhaps. But I doubt it. I think the old girl likes being slave. I think it’s her destiny, whether she realizes it or not.”
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Madam Gisele was certainly correct about one thing – Idetta was constantly reminded of the consequences imposed by wearing the belt. With every move, the dildo penetrating her rear reminded her that despite having been at Haus der Sklavin over two years, she had not experienced anal sex. “Is this what it would be like?” thought Idetta. “What would Hans, my dear late husband think if I had anal sex. It’s something he certainly would never think about. I remember one time after we had been to a Christmas office party and I had perhaps a little too much to drink. We came home and Hans went to bead straight away. I lingered for a bit in the bathroom until I heard him snoring. Then I took off my night gown and crept into bed, totally naked. I lay my head on hi slower belly and then took his member in my hand and brought it to my mouth. Suddenly, he woke up and pushed my head away, saying, ’Don’t! Only whores do that.’ What if I had said that I wanted him to take me in the rear. He might have had a heart attack!” Idetta paused, then, “And yet he wanted to send me here to be trained as a sex slave. I guess I didn’t know my husband as well as I thought I did. Well Hans, my dear late husband, you have your wish I am here with a large dildo up my ass.”
Idetta and Urlaub: Part One
A middle-aged man and his wife were waiting on Gleich 7 for the next train from Augsburg to Wurzburg. The wife nudged the man and said, “Look over there.” The man turned and saw a middle-aged woman, dressed very nicely with a younger man in his twenties holding her by the elbow. “So?” said the man. “An older woman, albeit a nice looking one, and her son waiting on the train.”
“Something about her,” said his wife. She doesn’t look especially happy. She looks…” She paused for a bit, then, “Almost as if she is embarrassed. And he has look on his face as if he is enjoying his mother’s embarrassment.”
Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the train to Stuttgart. The young man released his grip on the older woman, and she got on the train. As it left, the man said, “No. I think it was just a young man seeing his mother off to Stuttgart.”
Of course, it wasn’t a mother and son.
Instead, the young man was Wolfie, one of the valets at Haus der Sklavin, and the older woman, wearing a black summer weight woolen suit and fashionable heels, was Idetta. Idetta had originally gone to Haus der Sklavin to receive training as a sex slave in an attempt to honor her late husband Hans, who had been tragically killed in an automobile accident. When cleaning out Hans’ office, Odetta found a letter and contract between Hans and Madam Gisele, the proprietor of Haus der Sklavin. It seemed that unknown to Idetta, Hans intended to send her there for training.
That was now two years ago. After initial training Idetta had stayed at Haus der Sklavin. Why? The answer is she basically had nowhere else to go. And, truth be known, Idetta, who always had a high sex drive, rather enjoyed the concept of being taken by strange men with no choice in the matter. It provided her with a way to experience guilt free pleasure.
And as a ‘voluntary’ slave, Idetta was not treated as harshly as some of the women who had been trafficked there. Idetta was also granted a two week Urlaub every summer. At the end of this Urlaub, she could choose to not return to Haus der Sklavin and reclaim her ‘freedom,’ or she could return and sign another year long contract to continue to be a sex slave. At the end of her first Urlaub, Idetta had considered the pros and cons of both choices and returned.
As Idetta boarded the train to Stuttgart, she wondered what her choice would be this year.
Eduard Veith, 1856-1925
Leda and the Swan, n/d, black chalk and pastel, 91x72 cm
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