Living in an orphanage for the better part of one’s life could be a source of instability for many children, especially when they expect to be adopted and it never happens. For my part, I didn’t really want to be adopted; I was happy at the orphanage and liked the strict discipline I lived under. I enjoyed being surrounded by children of different ages, sharing my life with them, and learning about the harsh realities of life in their company. In any case, I was too odd for any family to deign to adopt me, and I had put those foolish hopes aside the moment I arrived at the age of six.
I was a reserved little girl who loved reading and learning, and I quickly had to accept that if I wanted to learn more, I had to do it myself—because the nuns running the orphanage taught us the bare minimum and kept us away from any ideas that didn’t stem from religion. God, I hate religion and its idiotic, demeaning concepts. My name is Judith, and this is the incredible story of my arrival at the Manor just a week before my eighteenth birthday.
I met gLvLvR on the dark web two years ago. I had started hacking at the age of twelve to bypass the orphanage’s internet firewalls and unblock everything that was off-limits—meaning almost anything considered taboo or the work of Satan. I wanted to learn all sorts of things, and the only way to do that was to be smarter than the nuns. So, my first step was figuring out how to get around all that. It took me about two weeks to manage it, and as the oldest at the orphanage, I had a sort of established right to the computer at the back of the library. I could do whatever I wanted there without being disturbed.
I knew of gLvLvR by reputation and had made her my idol. I would decipher her code and try to improve it. Then, when I was sixteen, to my great astonishment, I received a message from gLvLvR telling me she was impressed by my skills and wanted to talk to me! Her first message was quite clear: “You’re really good, Judith. Your biggest problem is that you leave obvious traces, and I know everything about you—even that you’re obsessed with gloves, just like me. I’m going to teach you how to stop leaving traces and share my tricks with you.”
She had managed to see through my disguise, and if she had succeeded in doing so, I was clearly missing something; therefore, the best course of action for me was to follow her teachings. She showed me everything, and I was a quick learner. One thing led to another, and we began talking about our shared passion for gloves and the feeling they gave us. gLvLvR didn’t judge me; I saw her as a big sister and a genuine friend I could confide in.
Then, last week, gLvLvR asked me what I planned to do on my eighteenth birthday. She knew the orphanage would kick me out and I would have nowhere to go. And she offered to have me come work with her. I would be provided with food and lodging and could have whatever I desired, and she would train me for a permanent position. In return, there would be strict rules to follow—though far less strict than at the orphanage. I had absolutely nothing to lose; I owned nothing—except for the precious treasure I had managed to take with me when I was six. So I accepted her offer, and she told me to pack my things and that a driver would come to pick me up two hours later.
When I arrived, I couldn’t believe my eyes! The house was so big! And the grounds? Nothing but greenery as far as the eye could see! Stepping into that massive house, I realized the scale of what I had gotten myself into. There was a huge entrance hall with marble floors and wood-paneled walls, and two grand staircases at the far end!
Then I saw her. A stunning, petite Asian woman. She was wearing a gorgeous, form-fitting red sleeveless dress, long black thigh-high stockings with a wide floral band, black high heels, and long black leather gloves. Seeing her like that—and especially seeing those magnificent gloves—I began to tremble, and my panties became completely soaked. She gave me a broad smile and said, “Hello, Judith, and welcome to the Manor! You were right! The sight of my leather gloves really makes you wet!” I was dumbfounded—it was her! Right there in front of me! I felt myself blushing and stammered, completely flustered, “gLvLvR?” She smiled and replied, “Please, call me Madame Myako. Come, I’ll show you your office, and then one of your colleagues will show you your living quarters.”
And here I am, surrounded only by women—all wearing gloves—working on computers and testing security vulnerabilities, while I wear leather gloves too! It turns me on so much that I have to go masturbate every now and then to calm my urges, and I think Madame Myako and Niahm have noticed. One week after my arrival, it was a Monday morning, a stunning, tall Black woman with curly black hair—wearing a short black dress with short sleeves—came to get me at my office. I had just started my shift, and I didn’t see Madame Myako or Niahm. The woman was also wearing long black thigh-high stockings, black high heels, and short black satin gloves. She was magnificent, and the sight of her gloves made me shiver.
She said to me, “Judith, please stop what you’re doing and follow me.” We walked around the offices and went to the meeting room corridor. She opened a door and said, “Please come in.” Madame Myako and Niamh were sitting next to a tall woman dressed entirely in leather; at the sight of her gloves, my heart began to race, and I had to cross my legs to curb my excitement. Madame Myako was wearing a black blouse, a black skirt, her trademark black stockings and high heels, and small black leather gloves. As for Niahm, she was dressed like the Black woman, but in a red dress. The woman in leather said to me, “Hello, Judith. Please take a seat in front of us.”
Seeing how serious the meeting was, I thought I was about to be fired, and I said—tears streaming down my cheeks—”You’re going to fire me, aren’t you?” The tall woman smiled and said very gently, “Unless you want to leave, my dear Judith, this meeting is absolutely not about firing you—quite the opposite! Béatrice, could you ask Hilda to come in, please?” A stunning young woman with short blonde hair walked in, and seeing her made me get wet. She looked magnificent in her white blouse, a short black-and-dark-blue plaid skirt, long black thigh-high stockings, black high heels, and incredible dark blue leather gloves that reached her elbows!
She took her seat next to Niahm, and the tall woman spoke. “Judith, we haven’t been introduced yet. My name is Maeva, and I am the High Mistress of this entire estate that stretches as far as the eye can see. I also head one of England’s largest financial empires, and these offices serve as its headquarters.” She paused briefly and asked me, “Judith, do you know what you’re doing here?” I replied, “I came in response to Madame Myako’s offer to work with her.” She smiled and said, “Myako knows you inside out—and has for longer than you think, my dear Judith. You believe she’s only known you for two years, but in fact, she has been watching you since you were twelve, ever since you managed to bypass the orphanage’s firewall. It’s no easy feat, it seems, for a twelve-year-old girl to hack a computer system simply by running internet searches to figure out how. Myako was curious about who you were and studied you for four years before sending you a message. Myako—is that right?” And Madame Myako nodded in agreement.
She continued, “Myako and I met online almost six years ago now. And what brought us together was our passion for gloves. Yes, indeed—Myako left traces too, and I unmasked her. We spent six years chatting several times a week, to the point where she became one of my best friends, and now she is one of the heirs to my empire. A few weeks ago, Myako told me all about you and convinced me to let you become an intern on her team so that we could study you and see how you interact with others. This meeting isn’t to let you go, my lovely Judith, but to offer you an even greater opportunity. But before offering you anything, we need to make sure you’re a good fit for the team.”
I replied, “So, is this a job interview?” Maeva answered very seriously, “Absolutely not! If it’s a job you want, go back to your office and we’ll stop right here! This is an interview about life. About *your* life!” She pointed at the young blonde girl and said, “Hilda here had her interview about a week ago, and we rarely conduct these interviews unless we are absolutely certain about the candidates. Hilda hasn’t had an easy life, and she has said yes to a life filled with challenges, love, and pleasures. It is *her* life—the one she chose. And she became the fifteenth member of our council. That is exactly what we are offering you this morning: to become one of us. But first, we need to ask you questions and answer yours. Am I making myself clear?”
I looked at her timidly and had to admit that this lady possessed presence and authority. I said nothing, and she added, “I shall take your silence as a yes.” She looked at Madame Myako, Niahm, and Hilda and asked them, “Ready, ladies?” and all three nodded in agreement. And my interview began. “Judith, I want you to answer us with complete candor and as honestly as possible. You should know that this place isn’t run by nuns, and ‘taboo’ isn’t in our vocabulary. Speak up and give us as many details as you can—even the ones you think might be too racy. I know you’re wet right now and have an irresistible urge to masturbate, so feel free to use all the dirty words you want and speak to us without holding anything back.”
Madame Myako added, “Judith, all the words you used in your research on sex—even the ones about getting peed on—can be used here without holding back. It’ll just make us wet and give Hilda a hard-on.” I started a little upon hearing that; had she just told me that Hilda had a cock? Madame Maeva began. “Judith, what is your relationship with gloves? Tell us how it started and how you live with it.”
I felt foolish answering and didn’t want to be laughed at, and Niahm noticed my distress. She said to me in a soft, gentle voice, “Judith, open up if you want us to understand you! There’s no right or wrong answer. Take me, for example: I started masturbating with my grandmother’s satin gloves when I was tiny. I found them so soft that I stole them so I could caress myself with them. What about you? How did you realize you liked gloves?”
And so I began. “For as long as I can remember, I was fascinated by the sight of my mother wearing her leather gloves. I loved the smell, and the feel of her caresses when she touched me. She wore them constantly—from morning till night—and I think my father liked seeing her in gloves, too. When I was about three, my hands were too small to slip into my mother’s gloves, so she gave me a pair of short, incredibly soft nylon socks. I could pull them onto my small hands, and they would stretch all the way up to my shoulders, looking just like long gloves. I loved them and wore them from morning till night, just like my mother. I think she gave them to me precisely because she had sensed something in me.”
I paused briefly, took a sip from the water bottle sitting in front of me, and continued. “What started out as a game for me evolved over time, and I remember exactly the first time I touched myself with it. At that age, I had a habit of walking around the house naked, wearing little socks and my nylon socks on my hands. My mother was always telling me to go get dressed. Then, she caught me sitting on the living room sofa, caressing me. Without getting angry, she came and sat down next to me and said very gently, while letting me keep touching myself, ‘Does that feel good, my angel? I’m happy for you, and I encourage you to enjoy yourself. When you’re a little older, I’ll buy you your own gloves, and you can use them for pleasure. But you mustn’t do it just anywhere! Stay in your room and close the door, or go to the bathroom!’” I started to laugh, “And do you know what she told me?
‘Finish what you’re doing and go get dressed!’ From that moment on, I would pleasure myself with my little socks every day. My mother had given me two or three other pairs so she could wash them while I kept wearing my “gloves.” My father found it amusing and would always say, ‘The spitting image of her mother! She’ll love those gloves you’re so fond of, too!’ and my mother would always smile and say, ‘I know, and I understand her.’”
I saw Hilda taking notes as I spoke. I genuinely believe she was there to study my behavior and my responses, but I was going to be honest because, above all, I wanted to be honest with myself. Madame Myako looked at me thoughtfully, Niahm wore a slight, knowing smile, and Madame Maeva said, “That’s very good, young lady! The ice is broken!” Then she asked me, “What happened next? How did you end up in an orphanage?” And I replied, “I remember when I was six—it was my birthday. My parents had taken me to a restaurant to celebrate, and afterwards, we stopped at an ice cream stand. I absolutely wanted a strawberry one. My father got out of the car to buy it for me, but he had left his wallet inside. So my mother got out to bring it to him; once she reached the stand, a huge truck barreled straight into it, killing five people—including my parents.”
Niahm let out a small cry of astonishment, and Madame Myako placed her hand on her arm to calm her. Madame Maeva said to me, “I am so sorry, my child. But what happened next?” And I replied, “I was taken into care, and after a few days, a lady came to the house with me; she told me to pack a few belongings that wouldn’t take up too much space, and then she would take me to my new home.”
Madame Maeva asked me, “And what did you bring? Your favorite doll?” I giggled and replied, “Oh, of course not! I brought the one thing that would comfort me and ensure I never forgot my parents! I took my schoolbag—I’d checked that it was the right size—and went into my parents’ bedroom. I opened the drawer where my mother kept her gloves and put every single pair into my bag! That bag has been with me ever since, and it’s right here in my room! It’s the only thing I own; it’s my precious treasure! But the gloves have seen a lot of use over the years and are starting to wear out. So, when you gave me some upon my arrival here, I was overjoyed—because it was the first time I’d ever had gloves of my own!”
The four of them smiled at the same time, and Hilda gave me a little wink. Madame Myako asked me a question: “We’ve caught you masturbating a few times—without saying anything to you about it—and your roommate told us that you sleep wearing your gloves and masturbate often. Can you tell us about that?” I felt a sudden flush of heat, and it confirmed to me that they knew. I replied, “I’ve masturbated every day for as long as I can remember. Sometimes twice a day. I can’t help it; it’s second nature to me.” Niahm asked, “Would you masturbate in front of us if the opportunity arose?” The question caught me off guard, and I answered with complete honesty, “Do I have your permission? Because I have to admit, I’m wet and totally aroused!” Niahm started to laugh, and Madame Maeva replied with a smile, “We’ll give you the chance to satisfy yourself a little later, Judith! Hang in there!”
Then she asked me, “Did you ever get caught pleasuring yourself at the orphanage?” I burst out laughing and replied, “Several times a week, actually! Ever since I’ve been there, I’ve been punished at least twice a week for it! Sister Henriette used to tell me the devil had taken control of my mind and that was why no one wanted to adopt me! What a bitch! At first, she’d nearly faint when she caught me in a corner—stark naked, wearing socks on my hands—pleasuring myself. Oh, her arms must have ached from punishing me so much!”
I watched Hilda write something down and hand the slip of paper to Niahm, who passed it to Madame Myako. Then Madame Maeva asked me another question. “Judith, this time I want you to really go into the finest detail. What do you think about sex? Have you been sexually active? With girls? Boys? Tell us all about it!” I thought for a long time before answering. “I had always loved caressing myself while wearing gloves because of the softness it gave me. So, I wanted to share that sensation with some of the girls I liked best. When I was tiny, about a year after my arrival, I crept into one of the orphans’ beds, thinking I was doing something nice for her. I lifted her nightgown and started caressing her between her legs; it gave me pleasure to touch her. When she opened her eyes and started screaming, I barely had time to take off my gloves and hide them so they wouldn’t be confiscated. That was the very first time I received a severe punishment—one that left a lasting mark on me.”
Hilda was taking a lot of notes, and then I continued my story. “When I was a bit older, I became friends with a girl—Geneviève, I think. She kept asking me why I wore gloves, and I’d tell her it was so I could caress myself. Then one day she asked what it felt like to caress oneself, and I asked if she wanted us to caress each other. I lent her one of my pairs of gloves, and we went to hide where no one would see us. We undressed and started touching each other while wearing our gloves. Then, I moved my hand to her crotch and caressed her. She giggled, telling me it felt soft and that she liked it. We did it again the next day, and the day after that. That time, she told me she wanted to do something to me that she’d seen done before. It was the first time I’d ever had my crotch licked. It felt soft and good; she ran her tongue between my legs while I caressed her body. And then we got caught. Geneviève was punished very severely—more so than I was—but Sister Henriette had not confiscated the gloves. Geneviève was adopted a few days later, and I never saw her again.”
Madame Myako asked me, “Did you love Genevière?” And I replied, “She was my friend, and we gave each other a lot of pleasure. But I suppose so—I did love her, in a way!” Madame Myako said, “You may continue.” And I went on. “About one year later, I became friends with Karl. He used to tell me how lucky he thought I was to be a girl and how much he wished he were one. He said he was convinced he’d been born in the wrong body. I discovered some fun things with him. He always said he loved seeing me wear gloves, and he’d show me his hard cock. To please him, I’d touch myself in front of him, and he loved it. Then he asked if I’d mind touching his thing with my gloves on; to please him even more, I said yes, and every day I’d touch myself while pleasuring him.” Suddenly, I felt myself getting wet with excitement at the memory of what I was about to reveal. “Six or seven months went by, and we found ourselves having fun together again. That time, I was incredibly aroused and felt a strange sensation rising within me. I started pleasuring me faster and harder, and I slid a finger inside my pussy; it was the first time I had ever felt such intense pleasure. I began masturbating in sync with him, and as I felt an explosion building inside me, I let out a cry—and he cried out too. My glove was covered in the fluid that had come from his penis, and we loved it!”
Then I continued my story. “After a week of us both having a great time, I told him that if a finger could fit, his penis surely could too, since that’s what it was made for! So, I turned around so he could enter me from behind, but he picked the wrong hole! I just let him go ahead with it and masturbated while he fucked me in the ass like an idiot! But I came, and we did it again. And again. And again. I loved getting penetrated in the ass while masturbating!”
Niamh asked me, “You liked having a penis in your ass, but have you ever been penetrated in your vagina?” I replied with a smile, “Apart from my fingers, no. I’ve never even kissed anyone, and that’s something I’d really love to do!” She added, “Getting penetrated in your vagina or getting kissed?” I simply answered, “Both! Doing them at the same time must be amazing, right?”
Madame Myako asked me, “Can you explain to us what Sister Henriette’s punishments entailed, or is it too painful a memory for you?” I started to laugh and replied, “But it wasn’t painful for me at all—quite the opposite! Punishments are my fondest memories of the orphanage! I loved them! At first, Sister Henriette would put me across her lap, lift my skirt, and pull down my panties to spank me. It stung a little, but it felt good. Later on, she’d make me bend over her desk and spank me with a sort of wooden paddle. That was divine. Then, from the time I was way older, she’d gag me, tie my hands to the ceiling, and use a sort of spreader bar to keep my legs apart; then she’d use a whip to strike my buttocks. It would leave red marks that lasted for days. I really loved being tied up, gagged, and restrained while she whipped me. It made me wet, and I always ended up climaxing in silence. I think she knew I loved it, and I’m convinced she really enjoyed subjecting me to that treatment, because none of my friends had ever received such a punishment. Then the sisters left the orphanage, and the newcomers never meted out punishments again. Mr. Alfred knew I had hacked the firewall but never said a word about it to anyone. He admitted it to me before I left last week. Mr. Alfred was a great guy; he showed me some interesting things and encouraged me to read more and more and learn.”
I finish my story by saying, “When I gained unrestricted access to the internet, I looked up the punishments Sister Henriette used to give me. Funny enough, it’s something some consenting adults do, and they call it BDSM. It’s really interesting—I’d love to try it someday! It would bring back some great memories!”
Hilda stared at me with wide eyes, and silence had filled the room. Then Madame Maeva spoke. “Judith, so small yet so strong! You impress me, young lady! How have you found the work here since you arrived, and how do you feel within Myako’s team?” And I replied, “Honestly, since I’ve been here, I feel much better than I did at the orphanage! I feel accepted, but apart from Madame Myako and Niahm, the others all seem like robots! I’d love a bit more camaraderie and some fun now and then, because things are pretty serious around here! Besides, they aren’t even the real deal—they don’t like gloves and only put up with them because they have to wear them!”
Madame Myako stifled a chuckle and asked me, “Since we gave you those gloves made just for you, have you used the ones you keep so carefully in your bag?” The question struck me as a bit odd, but I answered anyway: “No, they’ve become too worn out, and I’d like to keep them just as they are—as a keepsake. It would be really cool to display them so I could see them every day, but I know that’s not possible; there’s no room in my room to create a proper display.”
Madame Maeva said to me, “One last question, Judith. What do you expect from us?” And I replied, “I have never expected anything from anyone, but I would really like to learn and stay here with you. I am very fond of Madame Myako and Niahm; they are the closest thing to a family I have.” And she said, “Good. Now, please go and take a seat in one of the armchairs in the corridor. Béatrice will come and get you when we are ready.”
Maeva looked at Hilda and asked, “Your conclusions, Hilda?” She replied, “Mistress Maeva, my conclusions are likely the same as yours. I believe she is sincere and that she is quite a remarkable young woman!” Myako said, “She’s wonderful. I vote to include her.” Niahm said, “I like her too, but not as much as my little lioness!” Maeva looked at Béatrice and said, “Béa?” She replied, “Nothing more to say—she’s got everything it takes! Hilda, I’m personally tasking you with looking after her and becoming her best friend. Do you think you can handle that?” Myako laughed and replied, “Béa, the little lioness is everyone’s best friend!” She turned to Hilda and said, “You really got me dripping wet on Friday! How about a little one-on-one time this week?” Hilda smiled and replied, “With pleasure, Mistress Myako!” Maeva said, “So, initiation tonight?” Myako said, “Yes, but let’s take it easy, shall we?” Niahm replied, “I’m your girl for that! Especially since Friday is pain night—we’ll go easy on her for now!” Then Béatrice asked Hilda, “Will you handle the guided tour tomorrow? Take whatever time you need to earn her trust.” Hilda replied, “It would be my greatest honor, my dear!” Maeva said, “Perfect! Béa, could you have Judith come in, please?”
I returned to the room with Béatrice, and Madame Maeva said, “Judith, take a seat. We’ve listened to you, and you’ve shown great honesty and candor. We can see that, despite your small stature, you are a tremendous force of nature and possess all the qualities needed to join us. But before you can join, there is one more step: your initiation. If you accept, it will take place this evening after dinner. Hilda will come to get you and help you with your outfit and makeup. What do you say? But be aware that if you accept, you must address us—Mistress Maeva and Mistress Myako, as well as all the other Mistresses—by our title. Is that clear to you?”
I felt a wave of joy wash over me and replied, “I accept, Mistress Maeva!” She replied, “Good! Now go finish what you started; Hilda will come to pick you up here at 5:45 p.m. She’ll take you to her room so you can shower, and she’ll help you with your outfit and makeup. Myako, Béa, and Niahm—please stay for a moment.” When the four of them were together, she said, “Initiation tonight in the small playroom. Same light outfit for all of us. See you later. And don’t forget your relaxant!”
I returned to my office to finish my investigation into a possible breach in one of the security systems and Mistress Myako walked past me and whispered in my ear, “Go to my office and masturbate—you’re dripping! Show me your hand and put it in mine. Okay, we’re about the same size. Take off your leather gloves, open the top right drawer, and try on the surgical gloves I store just in case of a uge urge! You’ll love them! Take your time, and happy birthday!” She planted a kiss on my cheek and said, “Come on! Go get yourself off a little—you desperately need it!”
Niahm stepped out of the office and said to me, “Don’t worry, it’s soundproof—you can scream pretty loud!” She winked and added, “Oh, and happy birthday!” She closed the door behind her, smiling at me. I took my seat in Mistress Myako’s chair, removed my leather gloves, opened the drawer, and saw the packs of surgical gloves. I had never tried that type of glove before, but I was excited to discover them. I opened the package and slipped them on. My God, they were tight! I felt my pussy getting wet and my clitoris swelling with desire. I wanted to smell them, and I was pleasantly surprised—so surprised, in fact, that I got goosebumps.
I quickly pulled off my soaking-wet panties and propped my feet up on the desk to get into a better position. Then, I started caressing my clitoris. It felt so soft—I mean, *really* soft! Those gloves were turning me on like crazy! I slid my middle fingers into my pussy and masturbated vigorously, crying out with pleasure—or rather, screaming with pleasure! Those gloves were absolutely perfect; I’d never felt anything like it in my life! I came in no time flat, greedily licking the glove. It was quick, but so intense!
I stepped out of the office, and Mistress Myako said, “You were quick! You could have taken your time!” I smiled and said, “I was just too excited! But those gloves are really intense!” She laughed and said, “You’ll see—you get hooked pretty fast! There are all kinds of them. Heather tried a blue pair last Friday and had two orgasms without even touching herself—just from looking at them and feeling them!” I replied, “That’s amazing!”
Mistress Myako let me leave fifteen minutes early so I’d have time to eat before my initiation. At 5:35 PM, I returned to the meeting room, and Hilda was already there waiting for me. She smiled, handed me a small vial containing a dark green liquid, and said, “It’s a relaxant that will help you get in the mood and awaken your senses tonight. You don’t have to take it, but I highly recommend it! Seriously, this stuff is amazing!” I took the vial without a second thought—what did I have to lose? Besides, I was eager to try new things, so why not? And I took my dose. Hilda started giggling with delight, clapping her hands softly, and said to me, “You’re going to have a great time, you lucky girl! Come on, come with me! We’re going down to my room to get you ready.”
Her room was large and spacious, like a small apartment without a kitchen. I asked her, “Do you like it here?” She replied with a smile, “I’ve been here for about a week; I’m over the moon, and honestly, I think I’m going to love my new life. I feel loved, and I consider the assistants and the Mistresses my new family. They’re all lovely, despite their different personalities—and don’t worry: if you’re here with me tonight, it means you’re already accepted, and they’re all looking forward to meeting you! It’s up to you to join the family, provided you accept after your initiation.”
Feeling a bit awkward, I asked her, “Do you really have a penis?” She laughed and said, “Yes! I’m starting my transition soon, but I’m going to keep it. I’m going to get real breasts and become even more beautiful!” I was fascinated and asked—perhaps a bit foolishly—”Can you show it to me? Can I touch it?” She burst out laughing and stroked my cheek, saying, “Not tonight, because we don’t have time for that, but yes—I’ll show it to you, and you can even do whatever you want with it!” She smiled and said, “Right, hop in the shower! Put your clothes in the laundry basket. There are towels and washcloths in the cupboard, and I’ve put a new toothbrush out for you on the counter.”
I stepped out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around my head. She looked at me, flashed a big, beautiful smile, and said, “But you look amazing! You have such beautiful breasts! Will you let me touch them?” She was laughing, and I suddenly realized I was stark naked in front of her. I felt ridiculous, and she noticed. I said, “Sorry—I still have this habit of walking around naked!” She stepped closer, took me by the shoulders, and said, “Don’t apologize at all! You have a magnificent body!” She pressed her lips against mine and gave me a tender kiss.
Then she said to me, “Open your mouth slightly, follow my lead, and close your eyes.” She kissed me, slipped her tongue into my mouth, and touched it against mine. She began making circular movements, and I followed her lead. I felt completely overwhelmed and surrendered myself entirely. It was my very first kiss, and it was fantastic. She was gentle yet passionate, and it made me feel an intense warmth deep inside. The more she enjoyed the sensation of my tongue, the more I responded by mirroring her movements. She let out a soft sigh, looked me in the eyes, and said tenderly, “There—your first kiss! You’re a quick learner! Did you know my very first kiss was only a week ago? It feels good, doesn’t it?” I smiled at her, pressed my lips against hers again, and kissed her passionately. She smiled as she kissed me back, filling me with immense joy. I have a feeling Hilda is going to be a great friend!
__She said to me, “Come on, let me do your hair—I’ll put it in pigtails and do your makeup. Have you ever worn makeup before?” I replied, “No, never. It was strictly forbidden at the orphanage; the nuns said it tempted the Devil.” She laughed and said, “Well then, let’s invite Satan to join us!” She laughed again and added, “You know, nobody here believes that nonsense? In fact, we probably come across as witches!” We both burst out laughing. She really was a great girl!
She took off my glasses and set about applying my makeup. She asked, “Can you see without your glasses?” I replied, “Everything is blurry. I can get around fine, but I don’t recognize faces—not even my own in the mirror!” She laughed and said, “I’ll arrange for you to have a new eye exam and get you new glasses and contact lenses. That way, you’ll be able to see while applying your makeup and switch up your look whenever you want!”
She applied makeup to my eyes and cheeks, then put on my lipstick. She said, “Put your glasses back on and look at the beautiful person you are in the mirror.” I couldn’t believe it! I looked so pretty; I never would have thought I could look like a lady! Then I asked her, “Do you think it would be possible to change my look? It’s time for me to leave the little girl behind and move forward. I’d really love a haircut like yours—that would be great!” She replied, “Of course! I’ll call the hairdresser and make an appointment.” I said, “Okay, but not until I get my new glasses! I want to change my look all at once!” She started to laugh and cheerfully replied, “At your service, Miss Judith!” And we both burst out laughing.
I started feeling strange and mentioned it to Hilda: “Is it normal to feel a bit heavy while my brain kicks into high gear and starts thinking faster?” She said, “That’s the relaxant starting to kick in. Just let go—don’t fight it, and above all, don’t overthink it. Focus on the present moment and concentrate solely on the pleasure—nothing else. You’re going to love it.” I asked her, “What does the initiation involve?” She replied, “The initiations are tailored to each of us and aren’t administered by the same people. I can tell you about mine one day if you like. But as for yours, I only have a vague idea—nothing more. I received clear instructions to prepare you and lead you to your initiation, but I don’t know any more than that.”
She handed me a pair of magnificent, long, opaque black nylon stockings featuring a beautiful wide patterned band and asked me to put them on. They were incredibly soft, and they made me wet with desire. The relaxant was really kicking in, and I felt lighter and truly more alert. Once the stockings were on, she put a black leather collar with a large ring on the front around my neck, then handed me a sumptuous pair of very long black nylon gloves. Seeing them, I couldn’t resist the urge to masturbate. I slipped on the gloves, and I was getting wet. They reached all the way up to my shoulders. They were so soft! The memory of my little nylon socks against my hands came back to me, and I felt a huge wave of heat wash over me.
Hilda said to me, “It’s time.” She took my hand and said, “Come on, let’s go.” Surprised, I asked, “What? We’re going like this? But I’m completely naked!” She smiled at me and said, “Those are Mistress Myako’s instructions; it’s part of your initiation.” She held my hand as we left the room, guiding me to turn left toward the stairs and then immediately right to walk past them; she never let go of my hand, holding it with infinite tenderness. At the end of the corridor, we turned right, and I saw that they were all there, standing in front of their respective doors. Every Mistress and assistant was standing by her door, except for Mistress Myako and Niamh. They were all smiling at me, and walking past them while undressed stirred up strange sensations—a mix of embarrassment and intense excitement. I was walking down a long corridor, stark naked, in front of so many people who were not judging me at all.
I felt just like I did when I was young, wandering around naked with little socks on my feet and little nylon socks on my hands. But this time, I had grown into a woman, and I was wearing nothing but long nylon stockings and long nylon gloves. Nothing else. I could feel the cold marble beneath the soles of my feet, and I felt more feminine than ever. It was my eighteenth birthday, and I was about to give myself the greatest gift in the world after all these years. I smiled as I saw them all there; Hilda squeezed my hand a little tighter, looked at me, and gave me a huge, warm smile. I was ready—and incredibly happy.
Upon arrival, Hilda opened the door and said, “Get yourself a drink, take a seat in an armchair, and wait! I wish you a wonderful initiation, and we’ll see each other tomorrow morning—if you agree to it!” The room was small and dimly lit, except for the center, where a bed piled with cushions sat under much brighter lighting—as bright as daylight. Armchairs and sofas were arranged around the bed, alongside small coffee tables holding boxes and tiny vials. What fascinated me most was seeing cameras everywhere; they seemed positioned to cover as many angles as possible.
The only times I had ever drunk alcohol were in secret at the orphanage. There were bottles of gin and scotch hidden in a small cupboard in the library. I didn’t particularly like gin, but I quite liked scotch. I poured myself a small glass from a superb bottle of scotch and went to sit in an armchair facing the bed. I had time to finish my drink and pour myself another before the door opened. Mistress Myako, Niahm, and Beatrice walked in, and I stood up to greet them. Seeing them, I was so astonished that I stood there open-mouthed, unable to say a word. All three of them looked exactly like me: completely naked, wearing only long stockings—without shoes—and long black nylon gloves.
They each poured themselves a glass and walked toward me, beaming. I started to say something, but Béatrice placed a finger on my lips and said, “Shh! You don’t speak unless we give you permission. You do exactly what you’re told, and you obey.” She took my head in her hands and kissed me. I kissed her back passionately; she opened her eyes in surprise, then closed them again to kiss me more deeply. She said, “Well, I think a certain little lioness taught you a thing or two before bringing you here!” She took me by the hand and said, “Come.”
She stood me up in front of one of the armchairs, went to start the cameras and took place to the side of the armchair. Mistress Myako and Niahm came to stand on either side of me. Mistress Myako set down her glass, took mine, and placed them both on a small table. Niahm and Béatrice did the same. Then, a bell rang, and Mistress Myako placed her right hand on my left shoulder. Niahm and Beatrice had their hands crossed over their cunts. The door opened and closed. It was Mistress Maeva. She came and sat in the armchair, and when I saw her, my heart nearly stopped. She was dressed exactly like us—completely naked, wearing only long stockings and nylon gloves, with no shoes. She had styled her very long hair into two pigtails, one on each side of her head!
A second bell rang, and she spoke. “Judith, you are here with us tonight because you have a major decision to make regarding the rest of your life. After your initiation, you will have to decide whether to stay with us or remain a mere employee, devoid of joy or ambition. But I am certain you will make the right choice—one that allows you to flourish and join a magnificent, extended family. Come to me, my child, and kneel before me.” She crossed her legs, and Mistress Myako gave me a gentle push on the shoulder, forcing me to my knees while holding my hands behind my back. Then she said, “Lick my foot as a sign of submission to the High Mistress.” Mistress Myako leaned me forward, and I began to kiss and lick Mistress Maeva’s foot.
She uncrossed her legs, spread them wide, and said, “Come savor the juices of my pleasure and share them with your future Mistress to seal your union.” Mistress Myako lifted my head and brought it close to Mistress Maeva’s pussy. She let out a soft sigh as I ran my tongue over her clitoris and wet pussy; it was the first time in my life I had ever licked a pussy. Then she said, “Rise, my child.” Béatrice handed a leash to Mistress Myako, and Mistress Myako attached it to my neck. Mistress Maeva stood up and said, “Kiss and seal your union.” Mistress Myako pulled on the leash to bring my head closer and kissed me avidly. It was simply divine! Then, she led me to the bed, holding me by the leash, and made me sit at the foot of it. She unclipped the leash and placed it on the table. Mistress Maeva sat back down in the armchair positioned at an angle to the bed, while Mistress Myako, Niahm, and Béatrice sat on the sofa facing the bed.
I was incredibly aroused and dripping wet, and the relaxant was hitting hard. Then Mistress Myako said, taking a sip of her drink, “You have our permission now. Show us how you masturbate—and take your time this time!” I scooted back a little in the bed, spread my legs, and planted my feet on the mattress to push myself up slightly. I slid one hand down between my legs and began caressing my vulva, just like when I was little. I caressed my clitoris, spread my outer lips and then my inner ones, and let out long sighs. Having female spectators reminded me of the time I used to masturbate for my friend Karl. I loved pleasing them and showing them that I wanted to give them pleasure.
All four of them started imitating me and making the same movements I was doing, as if I were guiding them and they were following me. It turned me on immensely, and I think it turned them on too. I slid my two middle fingers into my pussy and started moving them gently in and out. The others followed suit, doing exactly what I was doing. Then, I picked up the pace and thrust harder, and they matched my rhythm. I was climaxing and screaming; they were turning me on, and I loved showing them. It was the first time anyone had ever masturbated in front of me—and there were four of them doing it. I felt incredible waves washing over my body, and I screamed louder and louder. Then, Niahm stood up, followed by Mistress Myako.
Niahm grabbed a cushion, placed it on the floor at the foot of the bed, and knelt before me. She moved my hand aside and began to lick my pussy very gently. Mistress Myako positioned herself behind me and started kissing my neck and shoulders while caressing my breasts from the back. Niahm licked me softly, burying her tongue in my vagina before returning to lick my clitoris a bit more firmly, all while Mistress Myako pinched and tenderly kneaded my breasts. I loved the sensation of my breasts being caressed by someone other than myself, and the feel of Niahm’s tongue on my pussy reminded me of my sweet Geneviève from when I was a young girl.
Mistress Maeva and Béatrice came over to the bed beside us, bringing strap-ons with them. Mistress Maeva strapped one on and lay on her back so that Béatrice could sit on the artificial penis. Mistress Myako turned my head to make me watch them and said, “Look at them pleasuring each other. No one has ever given *you* any pleasure. Tonight, it’s your turn, my lovely Judith.”
Then she began licking my nipples, which were hard as rock and standing proud. She nibbled and licked them, all the while caressing my other breast with her hand. I felt completely in tune with them, and watching Béatrice take her pleasure sent shivers down my spine and made me break out in a cold sweat. Then, Mistress Myako pulled me further onto the bed and made me turn over to face the mattress. Beatrice had put on a small strap-on. Niahm stopped licking my pussy and went to join Myako further up the bed. The two of them got into position to eat each other out and began devouring one another without restraint. Mistress Maeva returned to her armchair and started masturbating frantically.
Béatrice told me, “Masturbate, my child, and come!” and she penetrated my ass, fucking me rapidly and with considerable force. I dug my fingers into my vagina and masturbated vigorously and quickly. The harder she pounded me, the faster I moved my fingers. I heard Mistress Maeva cry out in pleasure, while Mistress Myako positioned herself in front of me so I could eat her out, as Niahm masturbated while watching us. I devoured Mistress Myako with such relish that she let out long cries, gasping, “More—yes, harder!” Meanwhile, Béatrice fucked me even harder, driving me to maintain the rhythm of my fingers in my own pussy and my tongue on Mistress Myako’s.
Niahm finally climaxed and reached out to caress Mistress Myako’s breasts as she screamed with pleasure. Then, I felt the wave building; I felt a sudden urge to pee, and jets of fluid spurted from my urethra. I let out a scream so loud I nearly choked. Then everything stopped, and Béatrice said, “Wow! What an orgasm you just had, darling!” I took a moment to catch my breath, and Niahm handed me a water bottle. I didn’t say a word. I was trembling as I sat on the bed and drank. They were all looking at me with disbelief—and smiles! Niahm was the first to come over, hug me, and ask, “How are you feeling?” I remained silent. Then, I smiled. Mistress Myako let out a sigh of relief and said, “Phew, she’s okay!” Béatrice watched me, smiling with her big, shining eyes, while Mistress Maeva came to sit beside me and stroked my pigtails.
She looked at me tenderly, smiling as she stroked my hair, and asked, “How are you feeling, my lovely Judith? You may speak freely; I give you permission.” I replied immediately, “Mistress Maeva, you really are witches! Teach me how to become one! I want to stay with you!” Mistress Maeva burst into a surprisingly open, joyful laugh and said, “Indeed! We very well might be witches! At the very least, if Sister Henrietta got wind of what happened tonight, she would certainly call in an exorcist!” I started to laugh, though I was still trembling a little.
Mistress Myako, Béatrice, and Niahm started laughing too, and Béatrice said, “Well, my little witch, do you want to stay with us?” I replied with a huge smile, “Of course! I don’t have a choice now that you’ve cast a spell on me and I’m under your sway!” We all burst out laughing, and Maeva spoke up. “Little witch, how did you find your initiation?” And I answered without hesitation, “Mistress Maeva, it was extraordinary. I felt surrounded, and you even mirrored my movements—why was that? And why did you dress just like me—completely naked, wearing nothing but stockings and gloves… nylon ones, at that?”
Mistress Myako spoke up: “My lovely little witch, we wanted to show you that we are one—like a witch’s clan! But even more like a family—a wonderful, big family where we rely on one another. We wanted to be you for a brief moment, and we also wanted to show you that we care about you and are happy to welcome you into our midst.” Niahm continued, “My little witch, throughout your life you have wanted to give more than receive. You have always sought to do good around you, and so, as witches, we decided to take a small part of you and keep it in our hearts to spread your extraordinary power. Above all, don’t change. And honestly, keep your look—it’s you, it’s who you are. A true little white witch!”
Béatrice added, “And if you want to walk around naked, you can do so with complete peace of mind in our quarters. Just avoid passing by the stairs—take the long way around to avoid any awkward encounters!” I asked, “Can I really walk around naked?” Mistress Myako replied with a mischievous smile, “Provided you keep on your long stockings and gloves—you look wonderfully sexy in them!” She gave me a wink. Mistress Maeva added, “Oh, and if the urge strikes to slip into someone’s bed in the middle of the night to pleasure them, knock gently before entering! And make sure there isn’t a ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door!”
Niahm laughed and said, “You’re welcome in my bed anytime, but between us, our little lioness is a lot closer—and she’d be absolutely delighted if you went to warm her up and caress her in the middle of the night!” I replied to Niahm, “So, if I understand correctly, the nickname ‘Little Witch’ is going to stick, right?” Mistress Myako answered, “You bet!” Then, in a cheerful tone, I said, “Well, I’ll just stay the way I am—I really do look like a little witch!”
Béatrice said to me, “Judith, you’ve surely noticed that there are areas we didn’t venture into tonight, even though we did encourage you to explore a bit. The reason is that, since you’re a curious little witch, we want to let you discover whatever you want to discover—with whomever you want, and at your own pace.” I replied, “I discovered so many things tonight! I had my first kiss with Hilda, I licked my first pussy, and I had my first orgasm worthy of the name. But in a funny sort of way! And I discovered that I still love getting fucked in the ass—and tonight, I really got my fill! But do you think I’ll be able to squirt again? I loved it!” Mistress Myako said in a serious tone, “Ask the little lioness; she’ll gladly do that for you! And for your information, I love getting fucked in the ass and then sucking the cock that just wrecked me!” Niahm laughed and said, “I’m going to get jealous! The little lioness seems to be making quite an impression on the little witch!” I felt myself blush and said, “I feel good with her.” And Mistress Maeva said, “Then enjoy it, because our little lioness has quickly become a superstar, and you’re going to become one too! Come now, it is time to return to our rooms. Judith, a big day awaits you tomorrow. Be at Conference Room #1 at eight o’clock sharp. Hilda will be waiting for you there and will help you put on your first official outfit. Good night, ladies!”
I spent a wonderful night dreaming of my youth and drawing parallels with the events of the previous day. Upon waking, I felt excited to begin my new life; it was my last shower and my last breakfast in that dreary, lifeless house. Béatrice had told me to leave my belongings on the bed, and that someone would see to collecting them and taking them to my room in the manor.
In any case, my treasure was my only possession, so it wouldn’t be too complicated. I arrived at Room 1 at 7:45, and Hilda was already there, dressed and all set for the day. She was wearing a stunning white satin short-sleeved blouse with a short black-and-red plaid skirt. She had on long black stockings with patterned bands and black high heels. To top it all off, she wore incredible black leather gloves that reached her elbows. She was radiant, and I really wanted her. My panties got wet when I saw her, and I was happy to see her!
When she saw me, her eyes sparkled and she gave me a huge smile! She said, “Hello, my beautiful little witch!” and planted a passionate kiss on me, which I returned lovingly. I said, “So, you already know about my nickname?” She burst out laughing and said, “But everyone knows! And everyone knows all the details of your initiation! Niahm and Béatrice told us about it this morning! Mistress Myako surely did the same with the other Mistresses!”
She said to me, “Come on, let’s hurry—you need to get dressed! I’m fine for the moment, but Heather is coming to help me with my little daily problem! Mistress Florence always takes care of Mistress Charlotte with that, so she can get through part of the day without too much discomfort! As for me, the assistants told me they’d each take a turn so I could be a bit more comfortable, too! It’s not easy dealing with this problem when you’re wearing a skirt!” And she gave me a mischievous wink.
I had no idea what she was talking about. Once we got to her room, she had me sit at the vanity and started applying my makeup. Then she took out my outfit and said, “Get dressed!” Which I did in a hurry. As I was pulling on my gloves, I saw her skirt lift up and she said, “See? You’re making me hard! And being surrounded by all the mistresses and assistants is going to keep me hard all damn day!”
Three knocks rang out at the door, and a stunning woman with black hair walked in. She was wearing a short-sleeved little black dress, black stockings, and high heels, along with adorable little leather gloves. I started getting wet when I saw her and said, “I have the same problem, but it doesn’t show on me!” The beautiful woman replied, “Almost all of us have that problem! Mistress Charlotte and Elisabeth can usually control themselves—except on latex glove days. Hi there, I’m Heather—I’m Mistress Charlotte’s assistant! I’m here to sort out a little problem this morning. Sit down and watch; I’ll teach you a thing or two while I’m at it. Little lioness, take off your skirt and panties! Ah, fuck, you’re really hard this morning—come here, I’ll take care of that.”
Hilda took off her skirt and removed her satin panties. She was truly hard and had a beautiful cock! Heather grabbed it, put it in her mouth, and began moving back and forth frantically while sucking hard with her cheeks. It was truly fascinating and arousing to watch! Then, she placed her hands on Hilda’s buttocks and pulled her forcefully toward her so the cock would slide deeper down her throat. She stuck out her tongue and began licking her testicles.
She started sucking again, pulling her cock out of her mouth and swirling her tongue around the head while looking her in the eye with a look of pure lust. Then Hilda cried out in pleasure, and Heather swallowed it all without flinching. She licked everything clean and said, “Mmm, your cum tastes like heaven! And you gave me a huge load!” She went into the bathroom and shouted, “Do you have any mouthwash? Oh, right, I found it.” Hilda gathered up her skirt and panties and headed to the bathroom.
They returned two minutes later; Hilda kissed Heather and said, “Thank you, Heather; that’s very kind of you.” Heather replied, “It’s my pleasure, my little lioness! Tomorrow it’s Anya’s turn; she’s really looking forward to swallowing for the first time! And you—you must be the little witch? Well, welcome to the group; that was the first lesson! When you’re ready, we’ll put you on the list, and you’ll get your turn too!” Heather checked her watch and said, “Holy shit, I’ve got to go! See ya, girls!”
Hilda checked the time and said, “Oh, right—it’s time! Come on, let’s go!” I was fascinated by what I had just seen! I asked Hilda, “Are you really going to get sucked off like that every morning?” She laughed and replied, “Yes! Otherwise, I have trouble functioning and staying focused. The upside is that it satisfies my urgent urges, so I’m good for most of the day. But my erection usually comes back around 3 or 4 p.m., depending on the day. Béatrice came up with the idea of forming a team to help me out, so I wouldn’t have to masturbate myself. Béa said it would be much more pleasurable for me, and all the assistants volunteered! They even made a schedule and marked down their turns in their calendars. Mistress Maeva thought it was a brilliant idea!”
Upon arriving at the conference room, Hilda looked at me and said, “You look perfect, my lovely little witch!” She kissed me and opened the door, saying, “After you, my dear!” Heather went to take her place beside Charlotte. The latter asked, “Mouthwash?” and Heather replied, “Yes! It was my turn this morning! It tasted damn good, and I had a good swig of it!” Then Florence took her seat, looked at Heather, and asked, “Mouthwash?” Heather burst out laughing and said, “You too, Mistress Florence?” And they both started laughing uncontrollably.
Hilda went to sit between Béatrice and Mistress Charlotte, leaving me alone in the entrance to the room—standing there, feeling a bit at a loss. That was quite a crowd! Then Mistress Maeva arrived, and everyone stood up. She picked up a small hammer, tapped the table three times, and everyone sat back down—except for Mistress Maeva, who began to speak. “A wind of change is blowing, and many adjustments have been made within the Council over the past few weeks. The Council of Fourteen has been dissolved to make way for the Council of Fifteen, following Hilda’s arrival.”
She paused and continued: “A few weeks ago, our beloved Myako came to see me to explain that she might need a new assistant in a few years’ time. She sang the praises of a young hacker she had been following with great interest for nearly six years. Two years ago, gLvLvR—Myako’s hacker handle—contacted a young hacker named nY1onS0x on the dark web. Through their conversations, it became more than obvious that nY1onS0x was just like the rest of us: an absolute lover of gloves. However, this extraordinarily talented young woman was on the verge of being kicked out of the orphanage where she had lived since the age of six, as she was rapidly approaching the age limit of eighteen. I agreed to let Myako take her on as an intern for a week so we could thoroughly evaluate her. Not only did this young woman impress the IT Security team, but she also more than impressed during her interview. This charming, shy, and tiny slip of a woman completed her initiation last night and agreed to join us. I therefore declare the Circle of Fifteen dissolved, and we begin a new chapter with the Circle of Sixteen!” Thunderous applause broke out; Mistress Myako and Niahm smiled with pride, and I felt like I was walking on air. Mistress Maeva quieted the assembly and said, “Judith, my little witch—your curiosity, strength of character, and desire to give more than you receive make you the sixteenth member of the Council. Come take your seat between Niahm and Astrid.” Mistress Maeva herself started the second round of applause, and once I reached my chair, I burst into tears of joy.
The stunning redhead beside me offered me a tissue, and Niahm gently stroked my arm. Mistress Maeva continued: “Judith, little witch, you now sit on the Council. However, you are not authorized to voice your opinion or to speak. That said, if one of your excellent ideas warrants our attention, you may speak directly to your Mistress or her assistant. They will judge its merit and present it to us if appropriate. My little witch, you are hereby promoted to the rank of student, just like Hilda. We will decide when the time is right to make you a new assistant in a few years’ time.”
Mistress Maeva smiled as she looked around the table and said, “If things keep going like this, I’ll have to get a bigger table! We’re starting to get a bit cramped!” Everyone laughed, and she continued, “Hilda, my little lioness. In the few days you’ve been with us, you’ve constantly thrown yourself into things—sharing your ideas and taking charge of specific tasks, like the eye exam appointment for our little witch, or handling the booking and cancellation for the hairdresser appointment regarding the new look she wanted. You saw fit to inform Béatrice, yet you handled everything yourself—and even something I find extraordinary and which deeply moved me. To that end, effective immediately, you are becoming the direct point of contact for all new students. You will attend to their immediate needs and serve as their guide, both within the manor and in their lives here. You are, therefore, becoming the head student from this moment on.”
Everyone started applauding, and Myako said, “Hilda, we really need to have that sweet, sensual one-on-one—shall we?” Hilda smiled at her and nodded in agreement. Then Mistress Maeva said, “Now, for the introductions! But this time, I’m letting the assistants introduce themselves and properly introduce their Mistress. Assistants, stand up. You too, Hilda.”
Alice spoke up. “I’m Alice, and I’m the assistant to the magnificent redhead right here. Mistress Astrid is a ball of pure fire—enterprising, curious, and, above all, very kind. She loves all kinds of gloves and is open to any sort of exploration. As for me, I’m a bit shy and reserved, but I manage to temper my Mistress’s fiery nature. I love fucking anyone, but I don’t miss men at all. Just talking about surgical gloves makes me soaking wet.” Heather said, “I love you! We’re overdue, don’t you think?”
Niahm spoke up in turn. “I am Niahm; we’ve known each other a little for a few weeks, and got to know each other much better last night. My magnificent Mistress here is Mistress Myako. Although she is impulsive, direct, rebellious, and a bit tough, she is very intelligent, passionate, and patient—and incredibly sensual and gentle when it comes to teaching and giving pleasure. She loves all kinds of gloves, and fucking is a vital need for her. She loves everyone. As for me, I am reserved, very gentle, sensual, and tender. I love providing gentleness and soft, pleasurable experiences. My favorite gloves are satin ones. I love fucking anyone, too, but since I’ve been here, the men have really been blown away!”
Anya cleared her throat and spoke in a soft voice. “I’m Anya, and the voluptuous, beautiful woman beside me is Mistress Camille. She’s playful, enthusiastic, very intelligent, and—above all—very, very kind. She’s a true lesbian, but she’s tasted the joys of a cock and didn’t hate it! She likes all kinds of gloves. As for me, I’m very reserved but also very direct. I don’t like being pushed around. I’m a seasoned lesbian, but I’ve disappointed my Mistress by tasting the pleasures of a cock—in my mouth, in my pussy, and even in my ass. I loved it, but I’m into women—and women with cocks! I also like all kind of gloves.” Heather took a dig at her: “Anya, it’s your turn tomorrow morning, and you have to swallow it all!”
Natalia speaks her mind. “I am Natalia, and the beautiful, tall Spanish woman here is my wonderful Mistress Gabriela. She is passionate, fiery, sensual, and strong. She arrived here heterosexual, but now she’s all about pussy and tits. Yet, she loves getting fucked by a pair of tits that come with a cock! Like me, she’s absolutely obsessed with rubber gloves—just the feel of them makes us wet! As for me, I’m a bit wild, strong, feisty, and very patient. A little lioness has discovered my biggest secret, which is about to be revealed.”
Elisabeth described her Mistress with passion: “I’m Elisabeth, and the more-than-fantastic blonde beside me is Mistress Florence. She is shy, very enthusiastic, exceptionally kind, and very gentle and sweet. Like me, she’s a huge fan of latex gloves, and pleasure is always the top priority with her. She loves giving, giving, and giving some more. I’m more reserved, and I often bring her back down to earth. We complement each other perfectly, and we love fucking and making people come.”
Heather smiled and spoke. “I’m Heather, and the magnificent woman beside me is my fantastic Mistress Charlotte. She is strong, resilient, highly intelligent, and—above all—very understanding. She has known Mistress Maeva for over thirty-five years and is the brain of the group, second only to Mistress Maeva. She is a huge fan of satin gloves, and she and Niahm share many moments of exquisite pleasure. As for me, I’m the one who handles the little issues. I’m passionate, loyal, perceptive, and very curious. The sight of surgical gloves gives me an instant orgasm—especially the blue ones!”
Mistress Maeva said to Hilda, “Introduce yourself, my beautiful lioness; we give you permission to speak,” and Hilda introduced herself. “I am Hilda, and my wonderful Mistress is Mistress Florence—at least for the next few years. As for my personality, I am determined, courageous, thoughtful, and very sensitive. I am a submissive, and I love making new discoveries. I believe people here perceive me as quite perceptive, and I learn very quickly. I have always loved rubber and leather gloves, but Mistress Florence and Elisabeth introduced me to latex, and I must admit it has become my favorite material for gloves.” Elisabeth replied, “You liked that, didn’t you? We knew it! I can’t wait to have a four-cock session!”
Béatrice spoke of her Mistress with fire and passion. “I am Béatrice, and my more-than-wonderful Mistress Maeva is authoritative, benevolent, understanding, and a great listener. She always considers our proposals before making a decision and places blind trust in the members of the Circle. Like me, she is a die-hard fan of cunnilingus and an excellent pussy-eater! She is a seasoned lesbian; no cock stands a chance with her. We both love leather, and it is reflected in her commanding presence. I am loyal, strong, and an outstanding leader. I may seem very serious and not much for pleasure, but that would be misjudging me. I have some big surprises in store!” Anya replied, “You’ve changed over the past week, Béa—you’re a lot more fun now!”
Mistress Maeva brought the Council meeting to a close. “Well, our assistants have nothing but praise for us Mistresses! Thank you, ladies—you may take your seats again. So, my little witch, do you see the team you’ve joined? They are all remarkable women; without them, I would be on the verge of dismantling my entire empire!” She paused and said, “The Council of Sixteen is now adjourned. Hilda, please stay for a moment. Judith, please go and wait in the corridor.”
She took Hilda aside and said, “They’re running a little behind schedule; they’re setting it up right now. You had a wonderful idea, my child—I’m deeply moved and so proud of you! Show her the outside first, then you two can go have lunch, and afterwards, you can show her her room.”
Hilda came over to get me while I was deep in conversation with Mistress Florence and Elisabeth. Elisabeth beamed at Hilda and said, “Well, my little lioness! You’re really moving up the ranks fast!” She kissed her, gave her a huge hug, and said, “I’m so proud of you!” Mistress Florence smiled and added, “Yes, we’re all very proud of you, my little lioness—and something tells me our little witch here is going to make us very proud of her, too!” She stroked my cheek and continued, “She’s truly interesting and quick-witted! You two will make a great team! We really ought to have a little get-together—the four of us—sometime soon.”
Hilda replied cheerfully, “But it would be a huge pleasure, Mistress Florence! As soon as Judith feels ready!” Hilda looked at me with her beautiful, sparkling eyes and said, “Are you ready? Come on! We’ll start outside, and then we’ll go have lunch.” And I replied just as cheerfully, “I’m right behind you!” She took her time showing me our areas: “We have plenty of outdoor space to ourselves, with lots of amenities like the spa and the pool you see here; there’s a tennis court further along, and little verandas where we can have some privacy. These are the gardens—I love coming here to read, and the flowers smell amazing! Sometimes, staff members mow the lawn or gardeners tend to the flowers in our designated areas. So, during the day, having sex or masturbating here is strictly forbidden. However, after the shifts end at 6 p.m., we can do whatever we want, because staff are barred from entering between that time and 7 a.m. the next morning—seven days a week.”
She continued, “So, if you feel like coming for a swim in the nude, you can do so between 6 p.m. and 7 a.m. And never forget your gloves! They are mandatory at all times outside our second-floor quarters. If you want to go for a swim, there are nylon gloves in your drawers for that purpose. If you want to play tennis, you absolutely must wear leather sports gloves—those are also provided in your drawers.”
I replied, “I’m not a sports fan at all, and I hate swimming! But I have to admit, having some fun in the garden—that’s something I’d never say no to!” We both burst out laughing, and honestly, I was really starting to like this little lioness. She made me happy, and I felt like she was going to become the best friend I’d ever had. I told her, “You know, I’ve been hesitant about forming bonds ever since I was little. I’m hard to get close to, and it takes time for me to let someone in. But with you, I feel safe, and I feel like I’ll be able to open up. I’m starting to like you a whole lot!”
She stopped, looked at me with a smile, took my hands, and kissed me on the lips. Then she said, “That’s a good sign, then—I entered your bubble, and you let it happen!” She started to laugh and said, “I’m really starting to like you a lot, too! Come on, it’s time for lunch. I hope you don’t have sensitive ears, because you’re going to hear some pretty wild stuff! And a little piece of advice: you’re going to get teased, but it’s never mean-spirited; if they tease you, it’s because they really like you. So, cast a spell on them to throw them off balance—they’ll love it!”
As we arrived at the dining hall, Hilda said to me, “Give me your hand! Let’s give them something to talk about!” We walked in hand in hand, beaming. Upon seeing us, Niahm exclaimed, “Love is in the air! It looks like the little lioness has been charmed by the little witch.” Summoning my courage, I replied, “You’re just jealous, Niahm, because I stole her from you!” Then I cupped Hilda’s cheeks and kissed her passionately. Hilda smiled, wrapped her arms around my neck, and planted a fierce kiss on me—one I thoroughly enjoyed. Everyone burst out laughing, and Natalia said, “Oh yeah, Niahm! You just got totally burned!” Heather replied, “Wow! The little witch has a sharp tongue!” Anya laughed and said, “You know, I really like this girl! Tell me, Judith, would you let a lesbian like me eat you out? Unless Hilda’s keeping you all to herself?” Blushing, I replied, “Aren’t you the lesbian who likes cocks?” Alice started laughing so hard she choked on her drink and said, “Wow, she just burned Anya too!” As we walked past Niahm to take our seats, she stood up, wrapped us both in her arms, kissed us one by one, and whispered, “I love you both so much!” Béatrice said, “Niahm is setting herself up for a nice, gentle threesome! She’s absolutely dripping with desire for it!”
We sat side by side, and Hilda leaned toward me and said, “You see? They love it when someone talks back to them, and you just impressed them all! Congratulations!” Then Natalia spoke up: “Girls, regarding our Friday night, I need to warn you that not everyone is into BDSM. Yes, you might all want to explore it, but we need to set boundaries and establish safety guidelines. So, we need safe words. Red means stop, orange means slow down and ease off, and green means keep going. It will also be necessary to determine hard limits that must never be crossed, as well as soft limits that require caution and a gradual approach. I know that some of you are capable of handling this, while others have never tried it and wish to explore. Please know that no one is obliged or forced to endure pain, and no one will judge you if you choose not to participate.”
Anya said, “Natalia, you’re scaring me a little! I’m willing to try a spanking, but I might not want to go any further than that.” Béatrice replied, “Don’t worry, Anya; if you want to take it easy, that’s no problem at all.” Then I spoke up: “What exactly are you talking about? Are you planning a BDSM night on Friday? What does it involve?” Béatrice replied, “Little witch, since last week we’ve started a new tradition among the assistants. Every Friday evening is dedicated to a group party with a theme. And when we say ‘party’ here, we mean an orgy. We all fuck together, giving and receiving plenty of pleasure. Last Friday was a night of pure gentleness, but this Friday is a night of pure pain. But if any of the girls don’t want to take part, that’s fine!”
Suddenly, I started trembling, and my panties got really wet! Hilda leaned toward me and said, “Judith? JUDITH! Are you okay?” and I replied, “Oh yes, I’m fine! I just came!” Anya said, “But what made you come like that?” Béatrice was smiling, as was Niahm; Hilda understood and started smiling too. The others didn’t understand and looked at each other in bewilderment. Then Béatrice said to me, “Judith, do you feel ready?” And I replied, “Will I get to be tied up, gagged, and spanked really hard?” Béatrice laughed and answered, “If you want, yes!” I felt so excited; I had been waiting five years for this moment, and it was finally going to happen this Friday! I said to her, “I’m definitely ready! I’ve been waiting five years for this! You’re going to hit hard, right? Not just pretend to, to go easy on me?”
Natalia replied, “Those are *your* limits, my little witch. If you want to be hit hard, we’ll hit hard! With Lucy, I’ll be the one delivering the blows.” Béatrice answered, “I’ll deal them out too. It’s been a long time, and I *really* want to experience that magnificent sensation again.” Hilda spoke up: “I’ve never been tied up before, and I want to give it a try. I’m not too keen on the gag, but the idea of being tied up appeals to me!”
A bit surprised, I asked her, “Do you like getting spanked too?” and she replied with the most radiant smile, “Actually, I love it! Lucy is the one who’s spanked me the hardest in my entire life—she managed to make me shed tears, and I can take quite a beating!” And I asked, “But who is Lucy?” And Béatrice replied, “She’s my little sister; she’s Mistress Agathe’s assistant at the Great House. I’m warning you: I might hit just as hard as Lucy—or even harder. Just so you know.”
A soft beep sounded, and Hilda took a phone out of her bag. She smiled, then put the phone back. The assistants all had small handbags that matched their outfits. I’ve never owned a handbag! Then Béatrice said, “Ladies, I’ll see you this evening for dinner! Hilda, could you stay for a moment, please?” Niahm took my hand and said very softly, “Come on, let’s go wait for her in the hallway.”
Once we were in the hallway, she asked, “So? How’s it going so far? Not too put off by what we were saying?” I replied, “Is it always like this?” She laughed and said, “No, that was actually pretty tame! But you really held your own—you left Anya and me speechless! I’m so happy! You seem to be settling in fast!” To that, I responded, “Hilda is incredibly kind; she takes her time and makes me feel like I belong. I think we’re going to be best friends!” She smiled and said, “I don’t doubt it for a second! Our little lioness is a wonderful young woman. She hasn’t even been here a week, yet she’s found her footing as if she’d arrived six months ago, just like us! You’ll see—she’s incredibly resourceful and lives to give without holding anything back.”
In the dining room, Béatrice asked, “And then?” Hilda replied, “Everything is ready and set up above her bed! I’m going to show her around the ground floor, and then I’ll take her upstairs to see her room! I can’t wait to see her face!” Béatrice kissed her and said, “Hilda, you are a wonderful person. I am so impressed that you thought of this and orchestrated it all yourself. Go on, then—go finish up before dinner!”
Hilda stepped out of the dining room, came over to us, and said, “Are you ready?” And I signaled “yes” to her. “Good! This is the kitchens corridor. The kitchens are through the next door on the right, followed by the Mistresses’ dining room.” She led me to the far end of the hallway, and we turned right. She continued, “And this area covers everything related to clothing and housekeeping. The laundry room is here. You’ll notice that all your clothes are marked with your name on a small inside label. This is the seamstresses’ workshop. They handle alterations and sometimes even create outfits from scratch.” She opened the door and said to me, “Look how big it is! There are at least ten of them working here!” Then, she closed the door. We reached a door that cut across the hallway; she opened it, let me pass, closed it behind her, and continued, “These are Mistress Maeva and Béatrice’s quarters. The door to your right leads directly to the entrance hall. It is located right next to the stairs. There is another one further along, next to the second staircase. Their bedrooms are here, and Mistress Maeva’s office is here. There seem to be plenty of more or less secret passages here, including a door at the end of the corridor that is always locked. Niahm told me it leads to a large reception hall located in the basement.”
Another door cut across the corridor, and we passed through it. She continued her explanation: “These are small sitting rooms and meeting rooms for hosting people who come to see Mistress Maeva on business.” We turned right at the end of the corridor. “Here are rooms for certain guests, though according to Niahm, that only happens once or twice a year during special receptions hosted by Mistress Maeva.” At the far end, we turned right, and she went on: “Men’s and women’s restrooms, vending machines, and other guest amenities—with a small bar to your right and a reception desk here.”
Then we arrived in the Hall. I said to her, “Wow, it’s huge!” She laughed and said, “You’re telling me! But there’s no risk of getting lost—it’s all laid out in a square. You just turn at the end of each corridor and it brings you right back here! It’s the same for the upper floors; everything always leads back to the stairs.” We took the staircase on the right, and once we reached the top, she said, “Your room is right across from mine so we can be very close to each other.” We turned right and walked a few meters. I asked, “Why aren’t there any doors before the end of the hallway?” She laughed and replied, “Have you seen the size of our rooms? They’re huge apartments! On the downside, though, there are no windows. The rooms are lined up one after another; look, right now we’re walking alongside the wall of your room. If we turned around and went the other way, the wall would eventually run alongside Alice’s room.”
We turned left at the end of the hallway, and she said to me, “To the left—that’s *your* room!” while looking at me and smiling. I was left speechless when I saw *my* door! I didn’t say a word; I just gazed at the wooden plaque mounted on it. Hilda asked, “Are you okay?” Then I pointed out the sign to her. “Judith” was carved on it in large letters, with “The Little Witch” in smaller print underneath. Hilda squealed and turned around to look at her own door. Her plaque read “Hilda” in large letters, with “The Little Lioness” in smaller print below.
Hilda started jumping for joy, saying, “Béatrice! It was those signs that held everything up!” Then I asked her, “What are you talking about?” She replied with a laugh, “Nothing, nothing! Are you ready?” I smiled and nodded. She rummaged through her bag, pulled out an envelope, and handed it to me. “Go on, open it!” she said impatiently. She was smiling, and her eyes were sparkling. I opened the envelope, and there was a card inside. The card featured a magnificent drawing of a little witch in a big hat, sitting on a broomstick. The witch wore pigtails and glasses; she was naked except for long black stockings and long black gloves. Tears rolled down my cheeks. “Happy Birthday!” was written in big letters, and beneath the drawing was a signature reading “Hilda” in a handwritten script.
I opened the card, trying to wipe my eyes, and inside it was written by hand: “Happy eighteenth birthday, my beautiful little witch! We’re going to become the best friends in the world! Love you, your little lioness.” I burst into tears of joy and asked her, “You did this for me? It’s the first birthday gift I’ve received since my sixth birthday party!” I hugged her and said, “It’s the most beautiful gift I’ve ever received!” She smiled and said, “That’s just the card that goes with the gift! Close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you to.”
She opened the door and led me inside; I heard it close behind us as she guided me a few steps forward. Then, very softly, she whispered right into my ear, “Open your eyes.” As I opened them, an immense joy washed over me and I burst into tears—I wept uncontrollably! There on the wall above the bed was my treasure, displayed in wooden frames behind glass! Each pair of gloves had its own frame—even the nylon socks I had been clutching in my hands when my parents died! The schoolbag in which I had hauled my treasure around since I was six years old had its own frame, too!
I was weeping with happiness and admiration. She whispered, “This way, you’ll always have your memories, your parents, and your old life right there with you, every single day!” Tearfully, I replied, “You did all this for me?” She laughed and said, “The idea and concept were mine, but they were crafted and carefully installed according to my instructions! Mistress Maeva and Béatrice were notified once the order was placed with the Manor’s cabinetmakers. They came to install everything this morning while I was taking you on a tour of the grounds. They worked through part of the night to put it all together!” I couldn’t help myself; I took her in my arms and began to kiss her passionately.
I calmed down, and I couldn’t believe how beautiful it was! I was so focused on gazing at the frames that I hadn’t realized I was in *my* room! A room all to myself! Hilda went to get a washcloth and said to me, “Come sit here at the vanity; we’re going to redo your makeup and clean your face! Your mascara has really run.” That girl was truly special, and I absolutely had to find a way to thank her from the bottom of my heart. I would think about it throughout the day and into the evening. Once she had reapplied my makeup and I had calmed down, she said, “Right! Let’s go see your room now!” She opened a drawer in the vanity and said cheerfully, “Crucially important: surgical gloves! Try them on—but not too fast; take your time savoring the sensations!” She gave me a wink that spoke volumes!
She looked around the bed and exclaimed, “Yes, here it is!” She held out a phone to me and said, “Give me yours, if you have one.” I replied, “I’ve never had a phone! What exactly is that one for?” She burst into genuine laughter and said, “Have you seen the size of the Manor? I’ll give you a quick lesson on it later, if you like.” She opened a door and showed me a massive wardrobe filled with clothes, shoes, and uniforms. Quickly opening drawers, she said, “Everything is in there—stockings, undergarments, gloves. On the wall here is the monthly schedule for our outfits; stick to it, and make sure you don’t mix up the days!”
She handed me a handbag identical to her own and said, “Here, for your phone and personal things—like your period stuff. Always carry a toothbrush and mouthwash; you never know!” She giggled and winked at me again. Then she said to me, “If you need anything—if you feel lonely, need to talk, or whatever else, at any time of day or night—knock on my door like this:” She tapped twice quickly and then a third time on the vanity. “And come in; I’ll know it’s you.”
She seemed satisfied. She stepped behind me, gave my butt a light smack that made a sharp sound, and said, “Come on, gorgeous! Let’s keep the rounds going!” I really enjoyed the smack, even though it wasn’t very hard; I took it as an intimate gesture born of pure affection. I truly loved that little lioness and felt so good in her presence.
She showed me around the upper floor, walking straight past the rooms belonging to the Mistresses and their assistants. Each door had a nameplate: Mistress Astrid with Alice opposite, Mistress Myako and Niahm, Mistress Camille and Anya, Mistress Gabriela and Natalia, Mistress Florence and Elisabeth, and finally, Mistress Charlotte and Heather. She said, “It seems the rooms for the Mistresses and assistants were reorganized for better flow and efficiency shortly after their arrival at the Manor.” At the end of the corridor, we turned right. There, she took a moment to explain: “Okay, these are our quarters for free time. You already know the small playroom. There’s also the large playroom at the other end—we’ll be there on Friday. To the right is the gym, then the library, and finally the cinema. The large and small playrooms are directly connected to the cinema room via cameras. But we can also go catch a movie on the big screen; apparently, there’s a huge selection. We also have access to a bunch of streaming channels on our bedroom TVs.”
She stopped and said to me with a mischievous smile. “We can watch movies or series while snuggled up close together in the evening! We’ll grab some popcorn and junk food and have amazing nights in!” She leaned in close and whispered, “We can do even better things, too!” And she gave me another little smack on the bottom, giggling! We turned right at the end of the corridor, and she said, “The rooms for students and future assistants. There’s still room for ten more, but Béatrice doubts the empty spaces will be filled for years. She says the two of us are exceptions!” Hilda is truly incredibly passionate, and she really impresses me. My idea of love is changing because of her. I think I’m falling in love with her, just as I think I’m falling in love with Niahm. I’ll have to talk to Mistress Myako about it; I’m a bit confused.
Once we got back to our rooms, Hilda said to me, “Now for the third floor! Have you looked around upstairs a bit, or just at your workstation and your department?” I replied, “Only my department, certain meeting rooms, and the employee break area.” She shot back, “Well, let’s go!” and we headed up to the third floor. Once there, we ran into Anya, who was carrying a stack of paperwork. She smiled at us, set down her papers, and came over to give us a hug. She whispered, “Girls!” She spoke in a low voice, saying, “I’d love to give you a kiss, but it’s forbidden here because of the staff!” Then, she spoke a little louder: “Welcome to the General Administration department! Mistress Camille is in a webcam meeting with three business executives and is really giving them a hard time. We stir things up a lot around here; right now, I’m combing through the figures for one of our companies that isn’t very profitable. I think the management team is about to get fired! See you later, youngsters!”
When we arrived at Mistress Charlotte’s offices, Heather welcomed us with open arms, saying, “Darlings! How is the tour going?” I replied, “It’s really interesting and fantastic! And you all look like busy little worker ants here!” She answered, “Don’t get me started—Mistress Charlotte is absolutely furious. She’s in a meeting with Camille and three executives from one of our struggling companies, and I think she’s firing them. She sent Gabriela and a small team to kick them out of the building without making a scene! I’ve got to run—I’m swamped—see you at dinner!”
We turned left, and Hilda said, “You must know this area, so let’s head straight to the IT department.” When we arrived, we saw Elisabeth deep in conversation with an employee who didn’t seem to quite grasp what she was saying. Florence waved to us from her desk, walked over with a beaming smile, and said, “My darling girls!” She gave each of us a hug and a kiss on the cheek, then added, “It’s absolute chaos today! Everything is going wrong, and we have to fix some massive blunders. Half the network hosting our companies’ websites has been down for an hour, and the phones won’t stop ringing. Myako’s team has their hands full! Enjoy the rest of your tour, my dears!”
Over in the IT security department, Mistress Myako was busy at a workstation, trying to debug some issues while swearing in Japanese. Niahm, who had spotted us, was just starting to head our way when an employee marched up to me and snapped, “Judith! We haven’t seen you all day, and now you show up dressed like a little slut?” Mistress Myako sprang up like a tigress pouncing on prey; she rushed over to the employee and said—in a cold, clipped tone, without even raising her voice—”I don’t want to see you on my team anymore. Don’t even bother gathering your things; we’ll have them shipped to you. Security will escort you to the gate. Get the hell out—you’re fired.” She signaled to Natalia, who sent over a small woman with a completely unsmiling face. She gently took the employee by the arm and said, “Please, follow me.” The employee was furious; she ripped off her gloves, flung them aside, and shouted, “Go fuck yourselves with your slutty dress code! You’re all goddamn whores!” Then, she was escorted out.
I watched Mistress Myako as she ensured the employee didn’t make too much of a scene, and I asked, “Do you need my help, Mistress Myako?” She smiled at me, stroked my cheek, and replied, “That’s kind of you, my little witch, but no—don’t worry! We have the situation well in hand. I’ve warned this employee several times about speaking properly to people, and this was the final straw. So, how is the tour going?” I answered, “It’s going great, Mistress Myako! I’m in excellent company and having a lot of fun! It’s very interesting! Mistress Myako, could I speak with you privately when you have some time?” She replied, “Of course, my little witch! Come see me in my office at 4:30 PM.” She checked her watch and said, “Oh, that’s in ten minutes! Finish up with security and come see me in ten minutes!”
Natalia welcomed us with big hugs and said, “A pretty small team today! Mistress Gabriela has gone to provide security for the executives of the company where Mistress Charlotte used to work as Charles. She’s furious, so tread carefully! How about you two?” I replied, “Doing great—it’s a really lovely place!” Mistress Myako beckoned to me, and I said to Hilda, “I won’t be long; I need to ask Mistress Myako for some advice.”
Niahm approached Hilda, and the two of them struck up a conversation. I watched the way they looked at each other, and it unsettled me. Then, I entered Mistress Myako’s office, and she invited me to sit down. She closed the office door and came to sit beside me, asking, “What is it, my little witch?” And so I embarked on a tricky conversation: “Mistress Myako, would you be able to give me some advice about love?” She asked, “What is your question? Get straight to the point—it’ll be easier for you.” Then I replied, “Mistress Myako, I think I’m falling in love with Hilda, and I think she loves me back.” Mistress Myako asked, “So what’s the problem?” and I answered, feeling a bit embarrassed, “But I think I love Niahm too!” Mistress Myako smiled and said, “But that’s not a problem at all! You know, Niahm loves everyone, but she loves some people more than others. Look out the window and tell me what you see.” I replied, “Mistress Myako, I see Hilda and Niahm looking at each other with tender eyes.” And she answered, “You see? Niahm and Hilda have fallen in love with each other, you and Hilda have fallen in love with each other, and Niahm has fallen in love with both Hilda and you!”
I simply couldn’t believe it—and yet, it was so simple! The three of us loved each other! Mistress Myako said to me, very gently, “Talk to each other and love each other! Easy, isn’t it?” Mistress Myako tapped three times on the office window and motioned for Niahm and Hilda to come over. They entered the office; Mistress Myako closed the blinds and, with her legendary verve, said as she left: “Admit your feelings for one another, kiss each other—all three of you—and make a date to fuck!” She smiled and walked out of the office.
The three of us burst out laughing; Niahm wrapped her arms around our necks, and we shared kisses. Niahm said, “My sweethearts! I fell in love with each of you the moment I saw you!” Hilda said, “Same here!” and I asked, “Can the three of us love each other?” Niahm smiled and said, “We can love everyone—just like we all do here—but sometimes there’s that little something extra that makes our hearts feel lighter in certain people’s presence. For me, my heart feels lighter when I’m with each of you, and even lighter when I’m with both of you at the same time! And I felt that it was the same for you! Take Mistress Myako. She and Mistress Astrid are madly in love with each other, but they love all the others too! Hilda, don’t try to tell me you aren’t in love with Mistress Florence and Elisabeth! Both of them are definitely very much in love with you! Just as Mistress Florence and Mistress Charlotte are in love with each other, and Mistress Maeva and Mistress Charlotte are also in love with each other—while Mistress Maeva is in love with Mistress Agathe, and Heather and Alice are in love, and Mistress Charlotte and Heather are too!”
She looked at us with sparkling eyes and said, “Do you see, my loves, what you’ve stepped into? A life of love and well-being!” She kissed us and said, “Let’s love one another, my dears, and when you’re ready, come see me and the three of us will make love together! Now, let’s go have dinner! I’m starting to get hungry!” We left the office together, hand in hand, and Mistress Myako said to us as we passed, “You see? It’s not that hard!” She smiled at us and said, “You look beautiful, my dears!”
When the assistants arrived in the dining room, they seemed a bit glum. Anya said, “What a shitty day!” Heather retorted, “A crazy day! I didn’t even have five minutes to go masturbate!!” Alice chimed in, “At least the glitch is fixed and everything’s back to normal! Mistress Myako doesn’t mess around; when she kicks you out, it really hits hard!” Everyone burst out laughing, and the good mood returned.
Béatrice looked at me and asked, “So, how was your first day?” I replied, “Oh, great! Doing the rounds of the Manor is pretty hard on the legs, but it’s so beautiful and interesting!” Heather retorted, “We know that; that’s not really what we want to know!” And Elisabeth added, “And we don’t need to be told that you, Hilda, and Niahm love each other—we already know that, too!” Hilda replied, “Elisabeth, are you jealous, by any chance? You know I love you too!” Elisabeth said, “I know, my little lioness, but we want to know the real scoop!”
Natalia spoke in a gentle voice—a stark contrast to her usual sharp tone. “Little witch, if you don’t want to talk about it, keep it to yourself. But when we found out, we all burst into tears of joy. Yes, even me!” Hilda tried to lighten the mood, saying, “Béatrice, anyway, a huge thank you for the nameplates on our doors!” Béatrice looked a bit surprised and replied, “What about the nameplates on your doors? Wasn’t Judith’s installed?” Hilda laughed and said, “Béa, don’t pull my leg! We’re telling you: thanks for the nameplates!” Béatrice answered, “Little Lioness, I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Hilda’s smile faded as she asked, “But who had new nameplates with our nicknames on them installed for us?” The six assistants started laughing, and Alice said, “The six of us came up with the idea! I spoke to Mistress Florence to see if her team could do it for us, and she got the go-ahead from Mistress Maeva, who thought it was a fantastic idea!” Heather says, “We wanted to give Judith a birthday gift, and knowing what Hilda had done, we thought it would be fitting to have a nameplate made for each of your doors. We even decided that every new student would have her own little nickname!”
I felt tears rolling down my cheeks and said, “You are all amazing. I’ve never had friends like you! But I’ve never had a best friend quite like Hilda—instead of explaining it, I want you to see the remarkable work my darling little lioness has done!” I took the card out of my bag and passed it around the table, then continued, “This card means the world to me; I cried when I saw it, but I literally burst into tears when Hilda showed me the gift!” Béatrice, marveling at the card, said, “Hilda, did you draw this?” She replied, “Yes! Elisabeth let me come into her office and asked the graphic designer if I could use her pencils, and she said yes. I took just ten minutes and made the card!” Béatrice looked at her and said, “Well, would you look at that—you certainly have hidden talents! You never told us!” Hilda answered, “Actually, I’ve been drawing since I was very little; I used to always draw women wearing gloves!”
Niahm stood up, came over to me, and leaned down to kiss me fervently. “I love you, little witch!” she said. She straightened up, leaned toward Hilda, kissed her, and said, “I love you, little lioness,” then returned to her seat with a radiant smile. Dinner ended, and all nine of us went up to Judith’s room. Béatrice admired the two nameplates on the doors but was left speechless when she saw the frames containing the gloves. She burst into tears and said, “Little lioness, it’s just beautiful!” And all the girls started to applaud.
We heard footsteps behind us; it was Mistress Maeva, who had just entered the room. When she saw what Hilda had created, she shed a few tears. She took Hilda in her arms and kissed her on the forehead, saying, “It’s magnificent!” Then she took me in her arms, kissed my forehead, and said, “Happy birthday, my beautiful little witch, and welcome to the family!” She walked out and said, “Those nameplates are pretty cool!” Then, the six Mistresses entered one by one. They all stayed for a while, and I fell asleep in the armchair.
I woke up with a start, having just figured out how to thank my lovely Hilda for her gift. It was nearly midnight, and I went to take a shower. I dabbed on a little perfume, slipped on long black nylon stockings and nylon gloves, and stepped out just like that—completely naked except for the stockings and gloves. I gave two soft little knocks and one more tap on the door to Hilda’s room, then went inside. Silently, I slipped into her bed. She was wearing a satin nightgown, and I began kissing her neck. She let out a soft sigh and said to me in a small, sleepy voice, “Mmm, you smell so good.” She gently turned onto her back, and I pressed my mouth against hers, and we kissed very softly. She gently caressed my shoulders; I could feel that she was wearing nylon gloves. I asked her very softly, “Do you wear gloves to sleep?” And she replied just as softly, “I was really hoping you’d come and slip into my bed, but I actually quite like sleeping in these gloves. And the long stockings, too—I like it.”
I placed my hand on her thighs, and she was indeed wearing long stockings. She kept kissing me while caressing my back; then I slid my hand under her nightgown and grabbed her cock. It was rock hard. At the touch of my gloved hand, she let out a soft moan of pleasure, and I began to jerk her off while kissing her. I was wet with desire and loved pleasuring her. I caressed her balls, then started masturbating her again—gently at first, then faster. She kissed me divinely, letting out little moans of pleasure, and then I pushed back the covers to climb on top of her.
She looked at me and said, “Are you sure?” I kissed her, took her cock in my hand, and sat down on it, sliding it as deep as possible into my vagina. I let out a small sigh of pleasure, and so did she and then, I started moving my hips back and forth, then in circles, repeating the movements—very gently—over and over again. It was magical and divine. She caressed my breasts with her nylon gloves, looking me straight in the eyes. I felt perfectly at one with her, and it filled me with joy. I repeated these movements for a long time, then gently dismounted, stepped back, and took her penis in my mouth.
I gently caressed her penis with both gloved hands, running my tongue around the head, then taking it deep into my throat to create suction before pulling my mouth back up. I knew I was far from an expert and that this was my first time, but I had carefully studied how Heather had done it that morning and had a good idea of how to do it without looking too silly. She sighed deeply, stroking my head, which I thought was a good sign. Then she moaned much louder, and I received a hot spurt at the back of my throat. I kept her semen in my mouth, moved closer to her face, and cupped her jaw in my hand to open her mouth. I let some of her semen flow into her mouth and swallowed the rest, then kissed her, exchanging her precious fluid.
I didn’t have an orgasm, but that wasn’t the point at all. I wanted to give her pleasure and experience that tenderness and infinite gentleness. It was the first time I’d ever been vaginally penetrated, and I was determined that it be with her for my first time. It was also the first time I’d ever sucked a cock, and I wanted it to be hers for my very first time as well.
I told her, “That was magnificent! I’ll leave you now and go to bed.” She gently held my arm and said, “Stay.” She took me in her arms, pulled the covers back over us, and said, “I love you,” and I replied, “I love you too.” After a few minutes, I asked her, “Hilda, do you think you could shave my pussy tomorrow morning?” She laughed and replied, “I’ve never done that, but yes, I’d be happy to shave your pussy tomorrow morning!” She kissed me on the forehead, I put my head on her shoulder, and we fell asleep. She let me sneak into her room, we made love, and she asked me to stay the night. I felt incredibly good pressed against her, in her arms; I felt loved for the first time since my parents had died. Oh yes, I had literally fallen in love with this magnificent little lioness!
Early in the morning, I felt a gentle caress and soft kisses on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and she was still holding me in her arms, smiling tenderly. It wasn’t a dream! I had really slept with her, and she was there watching me sleep. She said very softly, “It’s five o’clock. You should go take a shower and bring back your outfit from today so I can help you with your makeup and shave your pussy!” We started laughing, and I went back to my room to shower. My first night at the Manor, and I didn’t even sleep in my own bed!
I returned to my room completely naked and I brought my uniform, my razor, and a few personal belongings. Today’s outfit included a red and black checkered skirt, long, opaque black stockings with a beautiful patterned red band and a red stripe down the back, a white satin blouse with a red collar, red high heels, and gorgeous red leather gloves that went all the way up to my elbows. I was getting wet just looking at the gloves!
Hilda told me, “Put your things on the bed and come join me in the bathroom.” She had already put on her fake breasts and her little red satin panties. She told me to sit on the chair and placed some towels on the floor. She took out a razor, and I said, “I brought my own!” She laughed and replied, “Meh, I only need it once a month, I don’t grow any hair! Just a little bit, just to say I have some.” She put the razor and shaving cream on the counter and put on a pair of surgical gloves. I felt very aroused, and she said with a smile, “It’s making you wet, isn’t it?” and I replied, “Very wet, yes!” She smiled and said, “That’s the point!” Then she took the shaving cream and spread it all over my vulva, taking care to gently caress all my parts.
She shaved me so gently and sensually, as if it were a game. She was driving me wild! She ran a gloved finger over my lips and clitoris with incredible softness, sending shivers through my entire body. When she finished shaving me, she rinsed her gloved hands under water to remove any excess cream that might have gotten on her gloves, cleaned the razor, and wet a washcloth. She cleaned me by gently wiping my private parts with a washcloth, taking care to caress me at the same time. She stood up next to me, leaned over and then, she put the washcloth down and began to caress my clitoris. I trembled with desire, and she knew it. She inserted two fingers into my vagina and began to make small circular movements, pressing against it’s upper wall.
I let out a little cry of satisfaction, and she intensified her movements. The harder she went, the more I moaned with pleasure, and then I felt it. That powerful wave through my body and that sudden urge to urinate. I cried out in pure ecstasy, and a jet of incredible intensity shot from my urethra. Then a second one. Hilda looked at me, smiling, and said, “You’re going to be relaxed today, my dear! It feels good, don’t you think?” Then she picked up the washcloth, wet it, took some soap, and gently cleaned my vulva. She rinsed the washcloth and removed the remaining soap on it. She took a towel and dried me. She kissed me passionately and said, “Go get dressed, I’m going to do your makeup.” And she kissed me on the forehead. I watched her with fascination and said, “Are you going to teach me how to do this?” and she laughed and replied, “I don’t really need to teach you! I knew you managed to do it yourself during your initiation! But yes, I can show you how to do it properly to someone else!”
Hilda helped me with my makeup, and I told her, “Tomorrow, I’d like to try doing it myself, but I want you by my side in case anything goes wrong!” She replied cheerfully, “I’m sure it will be fine. You learn very quickly, and your curiosity means you study everything that’s going on around you. Yes, don’t worry, I’ll be there to guide you if you need anything!” She looked at me, visibly satisfied, and said, “There, it’s done! You can get dressed now!” She put on her blouse and gloves, but not her skirt. Seeing me dressed, she sighed and said, “Well, here I am, hard again just from seeing you! You’re magnificent, my love, and your gloves are driving me wild!” Three soft knocks sounded at the door, and Anya entered.
She said, “Here I am!” Upon seeing Hilda’s erection, she exclaimed ”Oh! I’m just in time to solve your problem! Take off your panties, I’m getting comfortable!” She hugged me, kissed me, and said, “A little supervision won’t hurt! I’m not an expert yet, and I’ve never swallowed sperm in my life!” Hilda told her, “Anya, don’t underestimate yourself! You were excellent last Friday, especially for a first time! By the way, your outfit today is dazzling!”
She was wearing a short-sleeved black velvet dress with a red collar, long opaque red stockings with a black floral band, shiny black high heels, and short red satin gloves. She approached Hilda, bent down, and looked at me, saying, “Come closer, little witch! And watch! Your turn will come too!” She took Hilda’s cock, stroked it a little with her gloves, and put it in her mouth. I stood up and approached, but instead of watching, I began to caress Hilda’s buttocks with my leather gloves. Anya began sucking Hilda’s penis firmly and started making masturbatory movements while sucking her glans and running her tongue over it. I spread Hilda’s buttocks and caressed her anus with a finger. Hilda let out a small cry and smiled, and I knew she liked it. I leaned down, spread her buttocks a little wider, and began licking her anus with my tongue. Hilda started to tremble slightly and said, “Fuck girls! You’re amazing!”
She leaned forward slightly so I could lick her better, and I inserted my tongue into her ass. Hilda moaned with pleasure. Anya, meanwhile, looked like a demon. She was frantically sucking Hilda’s cock, letting out little cries of pure satisfaction. The door opened and the five other assistants entered. Heather said, “Wow! Anya seems to be really enjoying this, and the little witch looks like she’s really enjoying licking her ass!” Alice said, “Go for it, Anya! You can do it!” Niahm approached Hilda, grabbed her head, and began kissing her passionately. Hilda let out a loud, muffled cry from Niahm’s incredible kiss. Anya’s eyes widened in surprise, and she continued sucking and swallowing. She ran her tongue all over to clean everything up and said, “Wow! It’s surprising how fast and powerful it comes out! Plus, it tastes good! Mmm, I’m really starting to like cocks!”
Heather said to her, “So, the two or three things I showed you?” Anya replied, “I practiced last night with a silicone dildo. I think your thing is working!” Hilda and Niahm were still kissing when Niahm grabbed my head, told Hilda, “Go clean yourself up and get dressed,” and she kissed me as passionately as she had kissed Hilda. Heather helped Anya to her feet and said, “There’s mouthwash in the bathroom!” Anya went to join Hilda and then they returned a few minutes later.
Once we were seated at the breakfast table, Beatrice asked me, “So, little witch, how was your first night at the Manor?” I felt myself blush and replied, “It was wonderful and divine!” Natalia, a little surprised, replied, “Well, how can your bed be wonderful and divine?” I felt very embarrassed, and Hilda spoke up: “I had a visitor last night! A little witch wearing only stockings and nylon gloves came and snuck into my bed!” Niahm laughed and said, “You didn’t scream?” And Hilda replied, “Of course I screamed, but not out of fear! Besides, she smelled so good!” Then she added, “It was a magical night of pure love between us. I begged her to stay with me and we fell asleep cuddled up after making love very gently.” Hilda hugged and kissed me while looking at me with sparkling eyes.
Then she said to Niahm, “My sweet, beautiful redhead! You know our beds are big enough for three of us to be comfortable! Why don’t you sneak in with us?” And I instantly replied, “Oh yes! Come and surprise me in my bed, you two!” And Niahm said, laughing, “But if we tell each other beforehand, it won’t be a surprise!” Alice said, “Well, that’s a wonderful story! Heather, will you sneak into my bed?” And Heather replied sarcastically, “Oh yes, that’s right, we’ve never done that together!” And they both laughed heartily.
Béatrice said to Anya, “So? What did you think of swallowing?” And Anya replied, “Surprising! The stream is fast, powerful, and warm! It feels nice in the mouth and tastes good! Seriously, I, who never wanted anything to do with a cock, think I like it a lot after all! But never with a man, though! By the way, I’d love to try double penetration again, but while sucking another cock at the same time!” Elisabeth said, “Do you hear that, Hilda? Mistress Florence, you, Anya, and I have a one-night stand in the works!” Hilda smiled and said happily, “Anytime!”
Beatrice spoke to Hilda, “Little lioness, don’t forget this morning you have your first appointment with the doctor. It’s at ten o’clock in the examination room of the Great House. Mistress Florence will accompany you.” Hilda’s eyes brightened, and she said, “The first step is coming up!”
Niahm told me, “Judith, you’re with me all day. We’ve made room for you in Mistress Myako’s large office. We’ll be doing some renovations because we’re going to enlarge the office. Mistress Myako will be moving to the back, and the two of us will be facing each other when we enter. Mistress Myako needs a door for privacy when she needs it. The work starts this morning, and they’ll be extending the office from the front. While the work is being done, Mistress Florence has made part of her department available to us. The employees will remain in place because it won’t change anything for them for the time being.”
Beatrice said, “Well, time flies! It’s already a quarter to eight! Have a good day everyone, and let’s hope this day is less chaotic than yesterday!” Upon arriving at the office, we found Mistress Myako deep in discussion with the foreman. “You’ve made the wrong plans! We’re expanding from the front! We’re keeping my office as it is; we’re just extending it to close off the two offices facing each other that you see here! It’s not complicated! Then, we’ll put the employees’ offices facing each other and extend to the side. Security is giving us a portion of their space that they don’t need!”
The foreman seemed certain of his plans and said curtly to Mistress Myako, “These are my plans, and I’m sticking to them!” Mistress Myako took out her phone and said to the foreman in a soft but cold and sharp voice, “You have two choices. Either you do exactly as I say, or I’ll call Maeva and have her come here immediately. If she has to come up here to resolve this impasse, there’s a good chance she’ll fire you on the spot! I’m giving you thirty seconds to make your choice!” The foreman placed his plans on a desk, took out his measuring tape, and reworked his initial plans without flinching.
Mistress Myako saw us and said, “Girls! In a few weeks, you’ll have your own private office! Here, we’ll put your desks facing each other, and this area will be for the printers and paperwork. As a bonus, I’ve ordered two super-powerful computers so you can better test the security of our facilities and write code to create new software and everything else we’ll need. My little witch, you’ll be here part-time because I want you to spend time with Florence’s team. Then, as you progress through your training, we’ll show you the inner workings of the other departments and what that means for us, in addition to familiarizing you with the entire IT system of the Domain and all the companies. So, let’s get to work! Your offices are temporarily located across the hall in the IT and Communications department.”
We crossed to the other side and were greeted by Mistress Florence with her eternal enthusiasm and legendary joie de vivre. When she saw us, she exclaimed joyfully, “Hi girls! Welcome to our department!” She gave each of us a hug and kisses on the cheeks, then said, “Come on! I’ll show you your temporary offices. I’ve put you here so you can have some peace and quiet and won’t be disturbed by my team.” She had our offices set up in a spacious corner, tucked away, and had them decorated a bit to make them less drab and to make us feel more like we were in our own department.
We got to work and as a first study, Niahm asked me to crack the cameras on the property and see if I could do better for security and bring fixes if necessary. I had managed to take control of the cameras quite easily and I started playing around with them to see if I could move them to better angles and check the coverage of each one. The system seemed old, and Mistress Florence and Mistress Myako had informed Mistress Maeva of the potential danger. Changing the entire system could take months, and it would be necessary to work with two systems at the same time to avoid areas being cut off for long periods.
After a few hours, I saw something strange on one of the cameras in the field between the farmhouse and the Manor. “Niahm, could you come here, please?” Niahm came over to me, and I showed her one of the screens and said, “Do you see what I see?” Niahm replied, “Well! We’ve got a little spy in the field!” She was a young girl, no more than twenty years old, with long red hair tied in a ponytail at the top of the head. She was wearing what appeared to be leather gloves and was masturbating while spying on what was happening at the Manor.
After informing Mistress Florence, Mistress Myako, and Mistress Gabriela, it was decided to investigate and notify Mistress Maeva. Following a brief meeting, Mistress Gabriela had the young woman’s photograph printed and went on patrol with Natalia. They returned empty-handed after a few hours but had installed a motion detector near the place where the girl had been seen. Mistress Maeva had insisted on being informed immediately if something strange was happening.
The day flew by, and we had no further incidents. Mistress Florence had shown me the internal computer system, including the cameras in the playrooms and those in a large room in the basement that was unfamiliar to me. I was going to have to learn the entire system to secure it as much as possible and prevent any images from being captured from the outside. Hilda had returned from her doctor’s appointment and spent the rest of the day with Béatrice, learning what her life and duties would be like in a few years. I had briefly seen her talking with Niahm while I was with Mistress Florence; she blew me a kiss as she passed by and then went into her office.
When supper arrived, everyone was in high spirits and all the girls were chatting away. Niahm said, “Judith found a spy girl in the field today!” Alice replied, “Oh really? Was she caught?” Natalia spoke briefly, saying, “We haven’t found her, but she seems to have gone towards the farm. It seems obvious to us that she’s still here.” I replied, “She was not far from the Manor, she was wearing what appeared to be leather gloves and she was masturbating while spying in our direction.”
Anya said, “She was masturbating with gloves on? That’s interesting!” Elisabeth said, “Yes, and strange! A girl wearing gloves masturbating while spying on other girls wearing gloves! Quite exciting!” Natalia continued, “Well, it can’t be very dangerous, she’s definitely coming from inside the Estate. It’s impossible to sneak onto the grounds from the outside without being noticed. And since there are over two hundred people on the grounds of the Manor, it could be a child of one of the staff. There are people who have been here for over forty years. We’ll find out who it is eventually.”
Heather said, “Girls, how about a movie and popcorn night tonight? We could watch a couple of films before bed?” Hilda said, “Horror!” The others said, “Yes!” Then Natalia said, “Then Action!” Beatrice said, “Sold!” All the girls laughed during the horror movie. There was a lot of blood and dismemberment, it was pretty gory! But the action movie Natalia chose was absolutely terrible! Especially when the boat managed to cross the tsunami wave—what a load of Hollywood nonsense!
The movie night ended around 10 p.m., and we headed to our rooms. Hilda and Niahm took turns kissing me goodnight; a good night’s sleep wouldn’t go amiss after such an incredible day. Niahm went her own way, while Hilda and I went ours. Once we reached our rooms, we shared a kiss and each went inside. It would be my first official night in my room! I took a shower, brushed my teeth, pulled on my long nylon stockings and nylon gloves, and got into bed. I think this would be my nightwear from now on. It felt good to be completely naked, and it was comforting to put on my stockings and gloves for sleep.
I quickly fell into a deep sleep and started dreaming about penises. Lots of penises—ones I caressed with my gloves, put in my mouth, and adored. My dream was interrupted by gentle sensations all over my body and the sweet, mingling scents of perfume. I woke up, and as I opened my eyes, I felt my breasts being caressed and my neck being kissed with incredible tenderness. Niahm and Hilda had slipped into my bed and were both caressing me. What a sweet and wonderful way to wake up! I made soft sounds of contentment, and Niahm smiled at me while Hilda caressed my body, arms, and breasts, planting gentle little kisses on my neck.
Niahm began to kiss me gently while caressing me with her satin-gloved hands. I took her head in my hands and started kissing her more passionately, and she let out a soft sigh. Hilda brought her face close to ours, and Niahm shifted my head so that Hilda could kiss me too. Niahm ran a gloved hand over my body, caressing my breast and then my belly, before gently placing it on my vulva and beginning to stroke me while sensually licking one of my breasts.
Hilda started doing exactly the same thing. I felt two smooth hands caressing my crotch, giving me immense pleasure. Then, Niahm slowly made her way down to the foot of the bed, planting gentle kisses all over my body, and began devouring my pussy with relish. Hilda started kissing me and caressing my breasts. I took her penis in my hand and began to masturbate her fervently. She let out a long sigh, and I picked up the pace while Niahm made me shiver with her tongue. Then Niahm got back up and said to me, “Get on all fours and eat my pussy. Make me come!” Hilda got up, the two of them kissed, and Niahm told her, “Fuck her hard!” Then she came and lay down on her back in front of me.
I started devouring Niahm’s pussy vigorously; she let out a little cry of ecstasy and said, “Come on, girl! Make me come with your tongue and mouth!” Then, I felt Hilda penetrate my vagina and fuck me rapidly with incredible force. The more savagely Hilda penetrated me, the harder I devoured Niahm’s pussy. Niahm let out a massive cry, Hilda made me cum in a flash, and I felt her hot semen running down my buttocks. She leaned over my buttocks and licked off all the fluids before coming to kiss me. We exchanged satisfied smiles, lay down in bed entwined with one another, and fell asleep—Hilda on one side of me and Niahm on the other—snuggled close together without saying a word. The next morning, Niahm got up around five o’clock, kissed us, and went to get ready. Hilda said to me, “I’m going to get ready too and wait for Alice for my little morning treat. Come join me; I’ll help you with your makeup.” I gave her a gentle kiss and said, “I’m doing it myself this morning. I’ll join you as soon as I’m finished.”
I took a shower and washed my hair, then went to dry, style, and apply makeup. While rummaging around, I found a tube of black lipstick. I thought to myself, “Why not?” I applied black mascara and the black lipstick. Catching sight of myself in the mirror, I said, “Well, there’s the little witch!” and decided to adopt that look from then on. Our outfit for the day consisted of a white satin blouse with a black collar, a short black skirt, long black stockings with a white floral band, glossy black high heels with a small white buckle on top, and long black leather gloves reaching the elbows. Hilda and I would be irresistible today; I really looked like a naughty little witch, and I loved it.
I opened my door to go join Hilda in her room when I came face-to-face with Alice, who had come to give Hilda a blowjob. She was dressed in a short, sleeveless white dress, long sheer black nylon stockings with a plain black band, matte black high heels, and beautiful little black nylon gloves with puffed cuffs. I said to her, “Hello Alice! You look absolutely lovely this morning!” She smiled and said, “Look at you! A truly magnificent little witch! That black on your lips looks amazing—you should keep this look!” And I replied, “Yes, I’ve made up my mind!” She knocked three times on the door to Hilda’s room, and we went in.
When she entered the room, Hilda was waiting—skirtless and panty-less—with a rock-hard erection. She said, “Wow, seeing those gloves this morning gave me a really hard-on!” Alice started to laugh and said, “We’ll take care of that for you, gorgeous! Judith, want to share with me? But I’m warning you: I’m the one who swallows it all!” I replied, “With pleasure, my dear!” We crouched down in front of Hilda; Alice grabbed her cock and offered it to me, saying, “The honor is yours!” She placed it in my mouth and, while holding it, moved it gently back and forth as I sucked.
Then, she put the cock in her mouth and began sucking firmly while I caressed Hilda’s balls. She moved the cock back into my mouth, then into hers, and Hilda exploded with pleasure. Alice swallowed everything, got up, and went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth. Hilda followed her, and I did the same to freshen my mouth as well. Hilda put on her panties after washing her cock and put on her skirt. Three soft knocks rang out at the door; it was the other girls coming to get us for breakfast.
Once we reached the dining room table, Elisabeth asked Niahm, “Where were you last night? I wanted to talk to you about the outdoor cameras and the system that controls them, but you weren’t in your room!” Niahm replied softly, “Do we have to explain ourselves when we aren’t in our room? I didn’t sleep in my own bed last night!” She blew a kiss to Hilda and me and winked. Elisabeth laughed and said, “Of course not, you don’t have to explain anything! So, girls—was it good?” I replied, “Oh, absolutely! Hilda tore me apart, and I made Niahm come with my tongue!” Niahm chimed in, “Our little witch is pretty damn good!” And she started to giggle.
Elisabeth said, “Niahm, Natalia, what do we do about the cameras and our little spy?” Natalia replied, “For the moment, absolutely nothing. At least, not on our end. Judith needs to rewrite the surveillance software code and slightly adjust the camera angles to focus on certain blind spots. We suspect our little spy has done this before; she knows exactly how to bypass the cameras without being seen.” Then I told them, “I’ve already moved some cameras near the Manor, in the backyard close to the area with the tennis court, the garden, and the spa. If anyone sneaks in there, we’ll see them right away on the cameras, and it’ll be recorded.”
Béatrice spoke up: “So, girls, are you ready for tomorrow night?” Anya said, “Definitely, though I’m not sure about the pain aspect. I’ll certainly watch; I wouldn’t say no to a few light spanks that sting a little, but I’m not ready to go any further.” Niahm replied, “I’m not sure either, but I’m going to let myself be guided throughout the evening!” Heather replied, “I’m willing to try being tied up and gagged. I’m ready to be spanked with a hand, but nothing more.” Alice said, “Getting tied up, gagged, spanked, and fucked by three cocks!” Natalia started to laugh and said, “Oh, some people are dropping out! It doesn’t matter!” I replied, “Natalia, I want you to punish me hard!” Natalia answered, “In your case, it won’t be a punishment!” Hilda started laughing and said, “Not in my case either! But after giving it some thought, I’d like to be gagged too!” Béatrice said, “Alright, I’ll handle the gentler spankings, and Lucy and Natalia will take charge of our two thrill-seekers! And just so you know, our costumes will be ready today! We’ll all be dressed exactly alike! It’s going to be exciting! Alright, time to go, princesses! Have a great morning, and see you at lunch!”
We headed to our respective offices; Niahm, Hilda, and I kissed outside Béatrice’s office, and then Niahm and I went to our own desks to try to flush out the intruder. I had been working for about an hour when I saw her. She was hiding near the spa with binoculars, spying on the area. I asked Niahm to come take a look, and we brought Natalia in. She told me, “Good work; keep watching and slightly adjusting the camera angles—find the blind spots—and get back to me if you see anything.” The spy remained in the same spot for about an hour, watching the Manor; this gave me time to adjust the camera angles from the Manor all the way to the farm. Yes, I saw her making her way up to the farm, carefully avoiding all the cameras and moving through the blind spots—which were no longer blind spots.
She went over to a small house next to the farmhouse, and I saw her hug an older woman; then she went inside the house. When Mistress Maeva saw the images, she burst into happy laughter and said, “After all these years, she’s finally revealing herself!” Natalia, Niahm, and I exchanged puzzled glances, and then Natalia asked, “Mistress Maeva, do you know her?” She replied with a laugh, “Oh, yes! Ever since she was tiny! I’ve been waiting a long time for that little one!”
And I asked, “But who is she, Mistress Maeva?” She replied, “Her name is Suze. She is the baker’s daughter. Outside the Manor, women are not required to wear gloves or adhere to the Manor’s dress code. But Suze has been caught loitering around the Manor frequently since she was five or six years old, and she has found herself in my office more than once! I’m certain she got caught on purpose, just so she could get into the Manor. Every time, I told her to come see me when she was old enough to be an adult—if her passion for gloves was still with her.” Niahm, slightly taken aback, said, “Mistress Maeva, did you say her passion is gloves?”
Maeva smiled and said, “Look at the video footage—what do you see?” I replied immediately, “Mistress Maeva, she is trying to imitate the manor staff’s uniform: a gray dress, black stockings, black high heels, and black gloves. Even though the staff wear satin gloves, she seems to really prefer the leather ones.” Mistress Maeva laughed, looked at me, and said, “Bravo, little witch! And she’s been imitating that uniform since she was tiny!”
Natalia asked, “But what exactly does she want?” And I replied in a low voice, “She wants to work with us! Mistress Maeva, why don’t we wait for her in the garden, by the spa, after dinner? Natalia could hide and step in if necessary, while you and I try talking to her. She knows you, and since I’m a student her age, maybe she’ll be a bit more trusting?” Mistress Maeva looked at me with a smile and said, “Alright, little witch! We’ll do that tonight after supper—hoping she shows up.” And I replied, “She will come, because from six o’clock onwards is her best chance to see you in person.”
Dinner ended, and Mistress Maeva and I went out into the garden to sit on a bench near the hot tub. Natalia had gone to hide nearby, ready to intervene. Mistress Maeva and I were chatting when we heard the faint sound of wood cracking between the hot tub and a small shed. Mistress Maeva said very softly, “Suze, I know you’re there. Come, my child, come out of your hiding place; I want to introduce you to someone.”
A magnificent, tall young woman with long bright red hair emerged warily from her hiding place. Just then, Natalia lunged from behind to grab her, but the young woman spun around and delivered a powerful kick squarely to Natalia’s jaw, sending her crashing to the ground, dazed and bewildered by what had just happened. Suze was on the verge of running away, and I said to her, “Please, don’t go! If you leave, you’ll lose your chance to understand what we’re doing here, and you’ll lose the chance to finally join us if you’re accepted!”
I had spoken up on Mistress Maeva’s behalf, and that was bound to get me into trouble. But Mistress Maeva said nothing and looked at Suze with a smile. Then she said, “You remember me, don’t you?” and Suze replied, “Yes, you are the great lady of the Manor. I often went to your office when I got caught wandering the Manor grounds by the ladies in gray and black.” Natalia tried to get back up, and Mistress Maeva said to her gently, “Natalia, go have Florence check your jaw—go on.”
Suze looked me up and down and asked, “Who are you? Why are you dressed differently from the great ladies and their ladies-in-waiting?” Maeva smiled and asked Suze to come and sit down. After a few moments of hesitation, Suze came and sat down in front of us. Mistress Maeva said to her, “I see you always dress in gray and black, my lovely Suze! You’ve grown into a magnificent young woman! Who taught you to defend yourself like that? It’s impressive—you sent a fierce fighter flying!” She replied, “It’s Seo-yeon, Madam. She started me off with certain movements and self-control techniques when I was little because of my fiery temper, and then she taught me Hapkido.”
Mistress Maeva smiled and replied, “So, you’ve also learned how to be good at hiding! How long have you been spying on us like this?” Suze went on the defensive and said, “I’m not spying on you! I just want to know who you are because everything here has changed over the last six months! You’re no longer the only one in charge, and there are far more orders for bread, vegetables, and everything else! All told, I’ve counted at least a dozen people—all women. Six of them always dress the same, and the other six who follow them dress differently—but those six all dress alike, too!”
And she pointed at me, saying, “And her—why is she dressed like that?” Mistress Maeva smiled and said, “Judith, our little witch, is a student, just like Hilda, our little lioness. They arrived less than two weeks ago. And you, Suze—why are you dressed that way, and why have you been coming to wander near the Manor since you were very tiny?” Suze replied, “Because the Manor has always fascinated me, and seeing all those women dressed in long black stockings, high heels, and—above all—gloves has always had an effect on me, as if I were drawn to them. And I see the two of you—you’re so beautiful, and you’re wearing gloves, and I love it!”
Mistress Maeva continued, “Suze, you’ve loved gloves ever since you were very young, haven’t you?” She replied, “Yes, I’m crazy about gloves—I always wear them! But I also really love stockings and high heels! Seeing women wear them turns me on.” Mistress Maeva said, “It makes you want to masturbate, is that it?” Suze blushed and lowered her head. Mistress Maeva stood up, took her by the chin, and lifted her head, saying, “Never lower your head! Own who you are! Here, we can help you embrace yourself and grow through learning. Do you like masturbating while wearing gloves?”
She nodded and said, “Far too much, according to my mother, but she lets me do it because she says it’s my body and no one should tell me what to do with it.” Mistress Maeva smiled and said, “And your mother is absolutely right! Tell me, would you like to be like Judith? To have a big bedroom and make lots of girlfriends?” She asked, “Are there only girls here? No men? Because I hate men, but strangely enough, I love their penises!” Mistress Maeva laughed and said, “Well, that works out perfectly, because we have four girls here with penises!” Suze started laughing and said, “Don’t take me for an idiot! Girls with penises don’t exist! That would be the best of both worlds—far too good to be true! I smiled at her and said, “If you’re accepted into our group, your wish will come true sooner than you think!” Mistress Maeva laughed and said, “Indeed!”
Then Mistress Maeava said, “Here is what we are going to do: You will speak to your mother about it, and then you will make your decision. Stop hiding and come see me directly.” Suze said, “I’m willing to speak to my mother, but I am capable of making my own decision. How will you know I’m there if I come to see you?” Mistress Maeva replied, “As soon as you are near the Manor, wait here by the spa, and someone will come to get you. Take your time to think it over. If you join us, you need to know that your life will change and that you will discover many pleasures to which you will be led to surrender yourself.” Then Suze left. I said, “Mistress Maeva, I am certain she will come back!” And Mistress Maeva replied, “I hope so!”
The next morning arrived, and it was Elisabeth—not Natalia—who came to give Hilda a little treat. Elisabeth was wearing long black leather gloves that reached her shoulders and began tending to Hilda by caressing her cock. Then, she took it into her mouth and greedily drained it after just a few minutes. The two of them went to clean up and freshen up, and then we went to have breakfast. When we arrived in the dining room, Natalia was already there and didn’t seem to be in a very good mood. Then, we all saw it: a black eye and a scratched cheek.
I say, “My God, Natalia! You really took a hit! That must have hurt!” She smiled and said, “It was a blow to my ego. I let my guard down and got caught. But she hits hard! Hapkido, if you ask me.” Heather asked, “But what happened?” And I replied, “We approached the little spy, and Natalia really got a taste of what she was dishing out!” Béatrice asked, “And what is this spy like?” I replied, “She’s been just like us since she was very young. If she accepts, she’ll have an interview.” Anya said, “Well, that makes three in less than three weeks! And which department would she be training for?” Natalia answered, “Ours—and I’m going to train her personally! That little spy is going to be formidable!” And her nickname had already been chosen…
The day flew by, and after dinner, we all headed to our rooms. The evening promised to be thrilling, and we were all eager to take part. We were all wearing the same outfit, which consisted of a leather corset with rings designed to cradle our breasts. Hilda’s fake ones didn’t look fake at all, and she was radiant as she showed them off. We weren’t wearing panties, so access to all our private parts was easy and instantaneous. Hilda and I were the last to arrive in the game room. As we entered, Anya exclaimed, “Girls! Did you have a bit of trouble lacing up your corsets?” Then she laughed as she came over to greet us with a kiss on the cheek.
The room was similar to the one where I had undergone my initiation, but truly much larger! At least three times as big! Upon entering, there was a huge bed where we could all fit, with plenty of room to move around and fuck comfortably. The lighting was dim around the bed but very bright over the bed itself. Sofas and armchairs were arranged all around, alongside small tables holding boxes of surgical gloves and bottles of lubricant. There was a bar near the entrance where most of the girls were gathered, so I decided to go join them.
I came up next to Heather, who said to me, “I feel incredibly excited!” I replied, “I’m starting to get turned on too! I feel pretty aroused myself!” And as I turned around, I saw the back of the room, which was well-lit enough for the cameras to capture everything clearly. I was stunned to see the St. Andrew’s cross, stools, chains, handcuffs, whips, and spanking paddles! I made my way leisurely toward that fascinating place—like a temple of pain. It was a hundred times better than anything I’d seen online while researching BDSM! I reached out and lightly touched all the tools, the straps, and everything else within reach of my leather-gloved hands. I was aching with desire and couldn’t wait to get started. I sat down in an armchair and began to gaze at everything spread out before me. Hilda came over and said, “You can’t wait, can you?” I replied, “I really can’t! It’s a true temple of dark sensations!”
At that moment, Béatrice and a stunning Black woman who resembled her stepped toward us. Hilda stood up and went to embrace the Black woman. Béatrice said to me, “Judith, I’d like you to meet my younger sister, Lucy! She is the assistant to Mistress Agathe at the Great House.” And she added, “Unfortunately, Natalia won’t be with us; after the blow she took yesterday, she has a splitting headache and prefers to rest. So, it will be Lucy and me delivering the hits tonight.”
All the girls settled into the armchairs and waited for instructions. Béatrice suggested, “Since most of you haven’t had much experience in this, we’re going to take turns, moving from a simple spanking to the ultimate extreme. Who wants to start with just a light spanking? In the meantime, we’ll take a look at all the pleasure the giver feels and the pleasure the receiver feels. Let yourselves go, ladies—let the fun begin!” Niahm said, “I’m willing to try a spanking, but nothing more!” Anya said, “Same here!” Béatrice and Lucy went to sit on a large sofa and invited Niahm and Anya to join them. Anya lay face down across Béatrice’s lap, and Niahm did the same across Lucy’s lap, so that their faces were turned toward each other.
Béatrice gave a first tap, and Anya let out a small cry of surprise. Lucy did the same to Niahm, who made no sound. Then Béatrice said, “Red means stop, orange means slow down, and green means go.” Niahm said “Green,” and Anya did the same. Béatrice and Lucy synchronized their movements and began spanking in perfect unison. They increased the force slightly. Under the impact of their hands, Niahm let out a small, stifled cry and said, “Again!” Anya, meanwhile, took the blow with a smile and said, “Me too—again!” The two sisters struck once more, but with a little more intensity.
Niahm let out a soft moan of satisfaction and whispered, “Oh, but that sensation is delicious!” Then she said, “Again!” Anya was surprised by the force of the spanking and the pinch on her buttock, but she said, “Again!” anyway. I was starting to feel a stirring deep in my belly. Watching Niahm and Anya get spanked turned me on, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hilda biting her lip as she watched the scene. The next impacts from Béatrice and Lucy were far more powerful. Niahm let out a louder cry but seemed to enjoy the sensation. She said, “Orange.” As for Anya, tears streamed down her cheeks as she said, “Red!”
Béatrice stopped immediately and let Anya get back up. She came and sat down next to me without saying a word. Niahm received four more spanks from Lucy, screaming in ecstasy with every blow. Then she said “Red!” to end the session. She got back up, looked at Lucy, and said, “Thanks! That was interesting; I really liked the tingling and slight burning sensation! I’m stopping for now, but I’d love to do it again sometime!” Lucy replied, “Anytime you like, sweetie!”
She walked over to Anya, took her hand, and said, “Come, my dear; let’s go to the bed and share a little tenderness, you and I.” Anya took her hand gently and followed her without a word. Heather stood up and said, “I’d love to be strapped face-down onto one of these spanking benches, have my legs spread, and be whipped with a flogger!” Alice said, “Oh, me too! We’ll do it together, side by side, sweetie!” Elisabeth stood up and said, “If you don’t mind, girls, I’m going to sit this one out.” Then she went to join Niahm and Anya on the large bed.
Béatrice and Lucy handcuffed Heather and Alice to the spanking benches, spread their legs, and began spanking them with floggers. The first stroke was a light, practice blow, and neither woman made a sound. At the second, Alice moaned softly, while Heather said, “A little harder!” Lucy struck with slightly more intensity and delivered another smack. Heather cried out, “Wow! Just like that!” Lucy landed another equally intense smack that made Heather moan with pleasure. Alice loved the spanking Béatrice was giving her and kept asking for more—and more.
Béatrice and Lucy maintained the same intensity throughout, and each of the two girls received a good ten blows or so before asking for a halt. Heather said, “But this is absolutely sensational!” Alice added, “I didn’t think I’d enjoy it this much! We need to explore these sensations further!” Then Heather and Alice came over to sit on a sofa, and Heather said, “I want to watch what our two girls are about to go through!” Alice agreed, “Yes, me too! I want to masturbate while watching you two enjoy yourselves!”
Hilda and I stood up. I said to Lucy, “If I raise one finger, keep going with the same intensity. Two fingers, increase the force. If I raise all my fingers, stop. I want you to tie my hands to the ceiling, secure my feet with a spreader bar, and put a ball gag in my mouth.” Hilda said to Béatrice, “The same as Judith—and I’ll follow the same finger code. And grab a spanking paddle.” I said to Lucy, “I want a spanking paddle too.” Beatrice and Lucy began tying us up, and Alice felt euphoric! Seeing Hilda and me bound—ready to experience intense sensations—seemed to turn her on. She started caressing her breasts while waiting for the action to begin.
On the large bed, Niahm, Anya, and Elisabeth seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves together. Niahm and Anya were sucking Elisabeth, letting their mouths and tongues dance over her cock—which was begging for more—while she caressed their heads with her leather-gloved hands.
I was tied up and gagged, watching Hilda out of the corner of my eye; she seemed ready to receive her first blow. I saw her eyes close in pleasure at the sound of that first strike landing. Then I received my own first volley. Lucy didn’t hold back, making me moan with excitement. I raised two fingers. The next blow delivered a delicious sting, and I heard Hilda moan with pleasure as she took her second hit. I raised one finger, and the next volley made me wet with pleasure. I raised two fingers, and Lucy struck me again, harder this time. Heather stepped in front of me, caressed my cheek, and then stroked my breasts with her leather-gloved hands. She pinched my nipples between her fingers just as Lucy struck. The pleasure was indescribable. I raised one finger, and Lucy struck again with the same vigor while Heather kept pinching my hardened nipples between her fingers. My pussy was dripping, and it was literally making me come.
Alice was bent over in front of Hilda and started sucking her like crazy as she took the thrusts. Then, while still sucking Hilda’s cock, she began to masturbate frantically. Heather had now moved her hand down to my crotch and started jerking me off while she masturbated herself as well. The thrusts came in a calculated rhythm, and suddenly, I felt the wave building. Heather had buried her fingers deep inside my pussy, and I felt an urge to pee. The final thrust did the trick, making me cum so hard I was gushing like a madwoman. I started screaming in sheer ecstasy behind my gag and raised my hand.
A short while later, Hilda climaxed in Alice’s mouth, screaming like a madwoman too, with a loud, muffled sound. And she raised her hand. Alice cried out in pleasure and smiled. Heather had climaxed too and helped Lucy untie me, while Béatrice and Alice untied Hilda. Béatrice and Lucy sat down on the sofa, kissed, and began passionately making out while the thrill of having given was still fresh. They moved into a 69 position and ate each other out until they were crying out in sheer ecstasy, climaxing together as they lapped up each other’s juices.
Béatrice looked at her sister and said, “It’s been a while! I missed your tongue, sis!” And Lucy replied, “You eat pussy just as wonderfully! You made me come after those thrilling sensations that had already got me so wet!” Then, we all headed toward the bed to watch Elisabeth unleash her explosive climax right in the faces of Niahm and Anya, who both had their mouths open and tongues out, patiently waiting to reap the rewards of their efforts to make their friend come.
Heather started to laugh and said, “Well, that little party was the shortest one in the last six months!” Anya replied, “Eh, sometimes it’s cool to get straight to the heart of things—and without a relaxant, it always goes a lot faster!” Elisabeth added, “Sorry girls, but I just didn’t have a good feeling about that one!” Béatrice looked at Hilda and me and asked, “And you girls?” We answered in unison, “Fantastic!” We all hugged each other and went to our rooms. It was so early that Hilda invited me into her room to watch TV, cuddled up close together. We fell asleep, and around midnight, we moved to Hilda’s bed to finish out the night.
I woke up before Hilda. I started caressing her while wearing my nylon gloves and saw that she already had an erection. I slipped under the covers and gave her the gentlest treat to wake her up softly. I ran my tongue over her glans and took her rock-hard cock into my mouth to suck it gently. I heard her moan; she stroked my hair and came in my mouth, letting out a little squeal of pleasure and a giggle.
I settled back in right up against her and asked, “What did you think of last night?” She replied seriously, “It was cool, but it felt like I wasn’t feeling the same way I usually do.” I propped myself up on one elbow, looked at her, and said, “I liked getting masturbated while taking those hard thrusts—I really came, I swear! But it felt like something was missing.” She smiled and said, “Yes—you, Niahm, and our gentle caresses were missing!” And I knew she was absolutely right! We had so much more to discover; it was as if the previous night’s encounter had left us feeling drained. I was beginning to realize that I preferred tenderness and sensation over the raw pain I’d sought when I was younger. I had enjoyed it the night before, but something essential was truly missing.
We washed up and got dressed before the girls came to pick us up for breakfast. Today’s outfit consisted of a short-sleeved, dark blue dress with a white button-up collar, beautiful dark blue tights with fine white lines, white flat shoes with a tiny heel, and long white nylon gloves that reached up to the sleeves.
At the dining room table, Natalia announced that Suze would be having her interview Monday morning at ten o’clock. The little spy had agreed to undergo her interview.
To be continued…