The King's Tempory Slave

Chapter 4. Sex education

The rooms and surroundings of the palace are absolutely magnificent. I figured that using slave labour kept the costs down but they must have used many skilled craftsmen as well. The slave's pool was grander than pools in the most expensive hotels and as Ettie led me through it I felt quite regal with my gold sash while all the slaves were lying naked. If any were jealous, they didn't show it. Jim was there but I kept my distance.

Ettie was a good and cheerful guide and I began to have some idea of the palace layout before she took me to Sapphire's office. She did genuinely seem busy and several times hurried away to the king on command. I started typing these notes as a sort of diary to refer to when I came to write the articles.

The routine for the next few days was similar. Gym soon after rising. Coach said I was improving but all the muscles in my body seem to tell me otherwise. Three times I felt the tip of his whip when he thought I wasn't working hard enough, twice on my still sore bottom and once on the top of my left tit. That made me cry out. It was never used with any great force but it still stung and left a red mark that was sore for an hour or two.

Sex education on the third day disgusted me at first. Drinking piss. Yuck! Maria explained that piss was pretty sterile and I would quickly find out that making a slave drink it straight from the source was common place here. "You will routinely be asked to lie under the table in the king's dining room where the table is western style in height and service the diners both by fellating them and drinking their piss while they eat." I must have looked horrified because she singled me out. "Watch Carol and don't think of refusing. Your tits could well be treated like your arse," Maria threatened. She took a glass and held it under her crotch. I and another girl and a male slave were given ringside seats to watch as the yellow liquid filled the glass. "Remember what I said," she warned, "Willy won't mind chastising you further." She offered the half litre glass full of piss to me. "Drink one third of it and pass it to Ester." It took a few seconds for me to steel myself to drink the obnoxious warm liquid and when I did I took it down like medicine without looking, without stopping. The others were pleased. I had downed half the glass. Ester and the male slave finished it off. They had done this before. My mind said I should be sick but in actual fact the taste I didn't find it too unpleasant.

"Normally of course, you won't be given a glass," Maria went on, "You drink straight from the body and you must learn to swallow it as fast as it comes. Some men and women are considerate and try and regulate the flow but most will just use your mouth like they use a toilet. You must not let any spill." Nodding to three male slaves sitting nearby, they came forward and each of us took a prick in our mouth. "Try and relax your throat muscles like you were shown in the prick sucking session and allow the piss to go straight down. This is something you should practice with plain water in your own time or with each other. For this time you can grip the base of the man's prick and regulate the flow to a speed you can swallow." I knew what she meant. In my early sex experimental years I'd held boy's pricks while they peed and remembered how I could stop the flow with my fingers.

Before I was really prepared for it, I felt the stream start and I tried to swallow but started coughing. Even though I gripped the prick hard, some escaped and drenched my face. Luckily the slave saw the situation and stopped peeing until I was ready again. This time I managed to get most of it down. "Not very good Carol. Report to me this afternoon at three." She gave us some more hints on the technique to use and we practised with water. By now my bladder was feeling uncomfortably full and I was longing to head for the toilet. I could see Ester holding her legs tightly together. Maria noticed too. "Antonio, lie on the floor, face up," she ordered. "Ester place yourself over his mouth and give him a few seconds to get ready and then pee. He has done this before but try not to be too forceful this time."

"I don't know if I can hold back," Ester murmured, "I'm desperate to go." She knew she had to try and help her fellow slave and he took all but the first few spurts without any problem. It was then Ester's turn to lie down and take my offering. Like Antonio, she took it well. Only a few drops escaped her lips. She licked my cunt nicely afterwards, which Maria said we should always do.

"Kneel Carol. Hands behind your back and keep them there." I'd guessed I would have to take Antonio's but I was surprised by the order not to use my hands. "He has started to get an erection and you should be able to take it into your throat now and be able to control the flow with your lips. No teeth. Any teeth marks will earn you a tit spanking. Try to pee steadily Antonio but don't stop the flow." She gave us more instructions as he inserted his prick and then told him to start. This time some of the pee did go straight down but at one point my mouth filled and I had to gulp. Fortunately I remembered the lip pressure and slowed the flow down a little so only a small amount trickled out. By then it was the end of the lesson but Maria reminded me to report to her at three.

"Ma'am, I'm not a slave at three. My contract allows me to be a free woman in the afternoons," I pointed out.

"Very well, report at six and I'll have double the number of pricks for you." When I said, I would come at three she said, "No, I mustn't disturb your freedom. Come at six and have a nice long pre-dinner drink." Four slaves and a member of staff were there at six. They sat on chairs in a half circle. "You will perform on the minister first Carol as he has to get back. Let's pretend he is at a meeting and requires your toilet service. He beckons you over." The minister did this. "You kneel and put your head under his robe and with your mouth only, find his prick and take it in. It will be quite dark under there so you will have to feel the way. As soon as he is ready he will start peeing and that might be immediately so be ready. Open your throat and take it down. When he's finished lick around his prick and if he touches you with his foot, you leave after thanking him in the usual way. I goes without saying that if you make a mess on the ministers body or his clothing, it will be severely dealt with. If however you feel a little pressure on the back of your head, you stay there and keep sucking. It will be up to your instinct to know whether he wants a full blow job or just wants to feel your warm lips around his prick."

I did as she said and indeed I had hardly got my lips around his weapon when the piss poured forth. Fortunately I contained it enough to swallow and then was able to take the rest. He made no attempt to control the flow himself but I was able to do so to a limited extent. The flow ceased and I felt pressure on the back of my neck. His prick was hardening so I decided I would suck him off and used some of the techniques I'd been taught on the previous two days. Soon my mouth was filled with his sperm. I gently cleaned his prick and then felt his toe in my belly. I scooted backwards and made my thank you's.

"Quite passable, Maria. With more practice she should do very well," the minister stated and ignoring me gave her some pointers where my technique could be improved. It was getting near dinnertime but I still had to perform on the slaves as though they were guests wearing robes. One of them decided there was time for me to suck him off and I did so. Before going to dinner I cleaned my teeth and washed my mouth out very thoroughly, I can assure you.

On two of the three nights I was summoned to a room for straightforward suck and fuck sex which I started to enjoy. I could tell myself I wasn't really a whore because I was forced to do it. Three times I had to resort to being a pee toilet but I was beginning to master the technique and not get to taste much of it.

Next day the subject was anal sex. I was no stranger to that but I hadn't done it that way too often. "Antonio, are you not in the class today?" I asked while we waited for Maria. He sat near a sidewall with the other male slaves that I expected would perform on us. I was glad Jim wasn't with them. Like all the male slaves they were well endowed but not as large as Jim. None were long and thin like Ezra. I could foresee my having problems today as well.

"No. I've been used in the bum since I was a young boy. I'm only here for her to demonstrate on," Antonio replied.

Ester warned me, "Don't make a fuss, the pain of the punishment will be far more than you'll get here." She paused and then went on, "I complained more than I should have done when I had this lesson the first time. Maria ordered me to be taken to the outside workers latrines. There I was bent over a pole so my hole was exposed at the right height ready and available for any work slave to use. Word soon got around and I had to take one after the other for two hours. Worse, she had a strap put alongside me so any that were dissatisfied with my performance could chastise me. I lost count of how many times my arse was raped and the number of strap strokes I received but I had to be carried back to the clinic afterwards. So however bad is seems in here, it will get worse if you don't co-operate. You'll be glad to know most guests have smaller pricks than these guys."

Maria came in at that point and lectured me on how to relax my sphincter muscles and how to use them to squeeze on to a small size prick. "That probably won't be necessary for your short stay," she said, "But when the muscles become loose it does help the man's enjoyment. That of course is your main concern. I shall be using a lubricant on your hole today but most of your clients will not bother. They expect a slave to take it dry or with only a little spittle. Whether or not it hurts, you will of course do your utmost to give the man his pleasure. That means you thrust your arse back to meet his prick." She lubed me up and then I had to watch as Antonio performed on Ester. I marvelled at how easily she took his weapon in her and at the way she pushed back hard each time he pushed in. After only a minute or two, he was ordered to withdraw and I could see disappointment on Ester's face.

"Your turn Carol. Get into position and remember to relax and open your hole like you would when having a shit." I knelt on all fours and displayed my arse. It was still highly coloured and tender from the strapping but nevertheless Ester pulled the cheeks apart so Antonio had easy access to his target. I knew it was going to hurt because I'd never had a prick as large as his in my bum hole before. At the first touch I tensed but on command I relaxed a bit and Antonio was able to get the head in. I gritted my teeth against the pain as he slowly forced it further and further into my rectum until I felt his balls touch my cunt and his stomach hit my arse. Like us, the male slaves had all their pubic hair removed so their pricks seemed longer than they really were. Even so none was less than seven inches and Jim's I guessed was over eight.

The pain lessened once he was fully home but the he started his thrusts. "Get into a rhythm with him Carol," Maria shouted, "Help her Ester." Ester took hold of my hips and pushed me on to him each time. It hurt but I felt I could just about bear it. It wasn't long though before he shot his seed into me and withdrew. "Treat him as you would one of the staff, Carol." I knew what that meant; I'd done it before. His prick had to be sucked clean and I had to salaam my thank-you's. Fortunately I'd had Ettie give me a little enema earlier so his prick was fairly clean.

"Next one," Maria called another slave over. "No help this time Ester, she is to perform on her own and I'll let Michael spank her if she doesn't put enough effort into it. Go to it Michael. You are one of the masters and you just require a quick fuck to relieve yourself. No foreplay, Straight in and bang bang, to get your pleasure." Michael did just that, He was a little smaller than Antonio and with my passage full of sperm he went in reasonably easily. I did my best to anticipate his thrusts and in the end we did seem to co-ordinate ourselves quite well. Apart from some residual soreness, I almost enjoyed it.

"Next," Maria indicated a tall slave, "Give her twenty hard smacks before you start." I almost protested but just in time I felt Ester squeeze my hand. "This is quite a common preliminary to an arse fuck, Carol. More often it is a strap or flogger that is used. I believe you've already had to service people because they knew you'd had a strapping." I nodded. "Pete's spanking will not be anywhere near as bad but on top of your strapping it should make you squeal. Don't be afraid to cry out. The staff like to know they're hurting you but don't start swearing or abusing them otherwise it could mean a visitation from Willy. Lay it on Pete."

He did. By the time I had taken about sixteen I thought I couldn't take any more on top of the strapping. "Please no more. I can't stand it," I begged.

"Make it thirty now Pete. We don't wish to hear your problems Carol. Ester hold her so Pete can lay it on her properly. Pete, hard as you can. I don't care if your hand is getting sore. Hit as hard as you can and then ram your prick in a fuck her good." Maria gave her orders like a sergeant major. I felt Ester put her arms around my kneeling form and grip my tits and then Pete renewed his efforts to turn my arse into a fiery furnace. Finally it was over and I felt him enter me. Ester reminded to push into him which I did, knowing I could get another spanking if I didn't. I was a sobbing wreck by the time he finished.

"Last one," Maria called. Ester got me into position again after I had collapsed on the floor but I remember very little about the actual fuck. I know I tried to co-ordinate with whoever it was until the ordeal was over. Pete and Ester helped me to the shower and cleaned my up so I was a little presentable by the time we went to lunch. Pete apologised but Ester just said he'd had to do it and if he hadn't my punishment could have been worse and so would his. I knew this was true.