The Dinner

She immediately dragged me outside. Everyone was going to dine outside
on one long cloth covered picnic type table. Each meal was catered so the
slaves didn't have to prepare and serve. They obviously were responsible
for keeping drinks full and cigarettes lit, but not any major work. All of
the Mistresses looked amazing. Most of the slaves were dressed, a couple
wore fetish outfits, but most were in shorts and nice shirts. I was naked.
I pulled the chair out for my Mistress and then sat down next to her. She
looked at me, smiling and then roughly grabbed my hair. She pulled my head
back, flipping my chair back. I fell to he cement.

She looked at me and said, "you belong at my feet and will eat on
the floor like the dog you are." She then took a yellow dog bowl from
her bag and dropped it next to me. The bowl said, "garbage
mouth" on the side. Everyone started eating and drinking wine and
having nice dinner conversations. I laid at my Mistress' feet on the hard
cement, not eating or drinking or talking. About 15 minutes into dinner,
my Mistress reached down and grabbed my bowl. I watched her take a swig of
wine and spit it into my bowl. She then chewed up some spaghetti and spit
that in also. She took some salad and put that in and then picked up the
ashtray and dumped it into my bowl too. It contained about 4 butts and a
bunch of ashes. She turned and looked at me smiling and told me to wait
because she forgot something. She then spit on top of the nasty mixture.
She mushed it all up and said, "come and get it. Eat it all; it is
all you are getting. Besides you should be happy that your cigarettes are
mixed with other stuff." It looked like the most disgusting thing I
have ever seen. Mistress shoved my face in the bowl and then put her boot
in my neck to keep it there. "Don't come up until its gone."

I ate the horrible mixture. I don't know what was happening but I would
obey whatever she told me to do, no matter how awful. She let me up when I
was almost 75 percent done. Mostly there was just lettuce, spaghetti sauce
and salad dressing left. The worst was gone. My Mistress then dropped a
meatball on the cement and stepped on it with her boot. "I guess you
have earned some meat, lick it from my boot." When I finished licking
her boot I had to lick the rest off the cement. I then finished my dinner.
Mistress patted my head and said, "good boy." It really made it
to seem worth it. She told me that she didn't have to pee right now but
asked for volunteers. Two other Mistresses had to go and obliged. The only
good thing was that both Mistresses peed directly into my mouth. The honor
of seeing the Promised Land while they urinated certainly made the golden
drink a treat. I also noticed the difference in the taste of the 3
Mistresses. My Mistress left to go make a phone call. When she was gone
the Mistress in charge came up to speak with me.

She brought me a glass of water and a piece of bread and told me to eat
them. She asked if I was doing all right. She was concerned and told me
that I was allowed to say no if I was overwhelmed; and if things were to
bad then I could probably switch Mistresses. I told her that I was
overwhelmed but I was going to stick it out. I don't know whether it was a
personal challenge or if my Mistress had me hypnotized. I told her to keep
an eye on me but I would stay with my Mistress. After all look at what I
had done so far, it couldn't get worse. Of course I was wrong. When I saw
my Mistress walking towards us I realized that I was in love and that I
had made the right decision. The Mistress in charge asked my Mistress if
she could borrow me the next morning when she went on the boat and went
water skiing. My Mistress said sure, do it when she was sun bathing. The
Mistress in charge then winked at me and said that she was going to make
sure I got to have some normal fun.

Later we went back to the room and my Mistress put me in my closet and
we went to bed.

THE NEXT MORNING

The Closet door opened and I started to wake up from the light. I had
not slept well in the super uncomfortable position. I had dozed off about
an hour ago and was a little drowsy and confused by the light. I
immediately started receiving slaps and backhands. "Morning slave.
This is how you will always be woken up. At least 10 slaps, it helps you
know your place. I also want you more attentive then you were a second
ago. Lets get you cleaned up. I already did my morning routine." She
brought me into the bathroom and she carried my toiletry bag. She found my
toothbrush and dropped it in the toilet. In the toilet I noticed that she
had done her morning pee. The toilet was yellow and had some used toilet
paper in it. She told me to fetch the toothbrush with my mouth. It took
some bobbing but I came up with it. Mistress put on some gloves and took
the brush. She found my toothpaste, which was a new full-sized tube. She
said, "Wow you planned on using a lot of toothpaste this weekend. OK
I will let you." She then proceeded to squeeze half the tube into my
mouth. It was overflowing. She then shoved the toothbrush in and started
to brush my teeth. I was choking from the paste and the way she was
brushing. She was being rough and it hurt my gums. After a while she
stopped and instead of spitting she made me swallow. This was difficult
and made me a little sick but I did it. She found my shaving cream and
razor and said, "Ok this is next." She then shaved my entire
body including my crotch. She didn't use cream down there and she had me
terrified. It ended up being uneventful but I was scared. I felt so naked
with out my chest and pubic hair. Next she turned the shower on and told
me to get in. The water was freezing and I was having trouble standing in
it. She then poured a bunch of liquid soap on me and picked up the toilet
brush and started to scrub me everywhere with the toilet brush. After a
while she let me turn the water off but told me I was going to drip dry. I
was shivering. She looked through my stuff and found a bag with 4 q tips.
She asked how many I use each day. I said two, one in each ear. She
said," okay then I will use two but not in each ear." She then
laughed hysterically. She then grabbed my shriveled penis and proceeded to
put the q-tip inside. It hurt immensely. She didn't use any lube and it
was rough going in. She then slowly started to put the second one in. I
didn't think it would fit but Mistress was determined and she got it to
fit. I almost fainted. "So do you twist them around to clean the area
hahahaha." When she started to twist them, I screamed and my knees
buckled. Mistress caught me so my fall wasn't dangerous. When I was lying
in the tub she removed the q tips slowly and handed me a towel and told me
to get dressed. She gave me 10 minutes to recover, get ready and use the
facilities. Getting dressed meant put on a bikini bottom and nothing else.
After, all if I was going on the boat I couldn't be naked.

She then brought me to breakfast. She spit some eggs and bacon into my
bowl. Then she squirted some pancake syrup. It was topped off with her
swishing some coffee around her mouth and then spitting it in the bowl.
The obligatory cigarette was then placed in the bowl. I ate up without
complaint or incident. After breakfast I went boating and waterskiing with
a couple Mistresses and slaves and had a good time. My Mistress suggested
that they tie the pull rope to my balls, luckily they just laughed and
didn't follow through or I would have been a eunuch. Slave games were
going to be later in the day and I was nervous but the break from abuse
was nice.

If you like the story and want to continue, please mention so on the
message board. It is a lot of typing. If no one is interested, I will not
continue with the slave games.

Lee