My first day in Sexual Service

And so today, as a fully qualified Royal Molonian Harem chattel, my new life of honourable service to Their Royal Molonian Majesties really begins... and I am so excited, I've dreamed of my tongue and mouth pleasing a roomful of handsome aristocrats all night!

My dormitory was on day duties for the first two weeks, this meant our bright ceiling lights were all turned on promptly at 04:30 and no matter how tired we were all 20 of us would be out of our beds very quickly indeed - because we now had only half an hour to make them, clean the floors, use the two toilets (then clean them) shower together, helping to wash each other and give each other our enemas, apply our makeup, have ourselves and our dorm inspected by our Trainers and proceed to breakfast.

We had little time for breakfast as nearly 1200 of us had to eat, clean our teeth and pee in an hour - there were never enough sinks and toilet buckets in the entrance to the vast dining hall, as always we used them in full view of everyone waiting in line, something we got used to very quickly! - and proceed as soon as we could to the Preparation Hall. (On my first day I remember seeing a beautiful blonde chattel squatting over a bucket with cane stripes on her large breasts, one of the girls said she had been in punishment - something I would experience soon - all night and was now going straight to Service!)

This huge hall was at the opposite end of the interior courtyard to the Reception Hall and was much bigger, as we went in we gave our names to Trainers standing at the doors and they allocated us to numbered holding pens that were divided with markings all across the hall. It would take 90 minutes for us all to be processed for service. The girls would stand naked in these pens, talking in low voices, the experienced chattels often knowing who they were going to serve and what it would require simply by the pen they were in,

but of course as this was my first day I was very nervous and just listened to the orders; “we would proceed directly to our first service, as decided on the pen we were in, and when dismissed would return immediately here to wash (there were “hosing” stations along one side of the hall), reapply makeup, undergo another enema if required and either proceed straight away to our next service as ordered (or we would sit around on cushions gossiping!)...and so on for the next 12 hours. We may drink if invited to do so, maybe , we were teased, by a beautiful young Contessa wanting to get us drunk...and therefore flogged...but we must never eat”. It was clear why our Training was so hard!

Dozens of Trainers with their rattan canes walked around in the hall, some reading from clipboards and assigning chattels to beautiful rooms in which to wait (sometimes nervously) for their Lord or Lady to arrive, or to the chambers of fat old aristocrats who were ready to use them, to orgies...or, since it was summer, to particular locations in the palace grounds. All of which locations they would then have to find!

Some had been specially requested as "favourites" (they would often be given jewellery as gifts) and others would be assigned to a particular aristocrat because she was known to fit his or her needs. Maybe the ability to receive a very thick penis in her bottom for hours...or expertly please a young Viscountess by worshipping her bottom until Her Ladyship was fed up or, simply, to kiss and please an aging, but garlic stinking, Duchess to reminder her of the past!

Often they would also call a girl from a pen to go and collect articles of clothing; beautiful lingerie, expensive stockings, (always the most requested item I soon found out!) netted dresses of many different designs, to enhance our beauty, and, of course, under which we would always be naked...and body stockings, always with open crotches for access to our sex and bottom-hole...or sometimes, just a fishnet top to show off a girls body,

There were also leather harnesses, for the underground "play rooms" or for when we might be tethered to a bed, for an aristocratic fantasy or simply, to once more accentuate the girls bodies, breasts and shaved sex...

There were pretty plugs of different sizes to push into their bottoms and display on service...ready to be used...

It is a special honour to for a chattel to be allowed any clothing at all, and we all know we are expected to serve especially hard when we are given beautiful things to wear! whether in a Senator's office...or a Viscounts bedroom!

But today I am to be totally naked when I walk into the palace to serve with other more experienced chattels, who always looked so beautiful as they walked around the palace!

All the girls from my training section and ten experienced chattels are in our pen, we have been tasked to serve in the palaces fourth guest wing where the less senior aristocrats from out in the country come and stay. The more experienced girls wince at this; the country types are always filthy, hairy and rough they say.

But I am just excited to start my role in life, and to fellate even a stinking penis of a hirsute elderly Duke is an honour for me as a common chattel.

Eventually it is our turn to enter the palace and we do so through oak doors at the end of the preparation hall that lead to stairs and a 500 metre long brightly lit underground passage. These tunnels were constructed centuries ago and run under all the palace for the chattels to access the many buildings without being seen, although eventually of course we must come up and Serve! I followed an experienced chattel along corridors lined with portraits in the guest wing, I was glad she was there for I was already feeling lost and should I be even a minute late I would be punished!

She had been told by a Trainer which room to take me to and this she did, leaving me naked and excited to knock on the door. A gruff voice commanded me to enter and I was surprised to see a beautiful blonde chattel already servicing an old man, sucking his penis in her mouth as he stroked her hair. I realised he was using her as his morning urinal and that she was swallowing very hard so as not to spill a drop on the carpets... this she achieved as she was clearly very experienced (I know I 'd have spilt lots and have been flogged for it!). He finished and slapped her pretty face hard, then she stood up, smiled at me and left (I learnt that night that she would have serviced over ten aristocrats as a morning urinal, something I would have to do as well, once I was experienced enough).

"Good morning my Lord, I am Tatyana 38, here to serve you" - He ordered me to spread my bottom wide and stay in that position as he looked at me, commentating on my bottom-hole - "that looks very tight my dear" and my sex "what a pretty little cunt-hole it has too, clearly a new chattel" - of course, we were used to these moments from the Trainers, but this was the first time a Lord had actually examined my private parts!

He started smacking my exposed bottom very hard, he stank of BO but that was not for me to worry about as I started to concentrate on pleasing this Duke from Upper Molonia just as I had been trained to do. He sat on his sofa and ordered me to my knees to serve him with my mouth and tongue. His penis still tasted of urine as I took it into my mouth, I carefully licked his old balls and worked my tongue up into his horrible bottom as well (to displease anyone in the palace would result in us being reported and punished after service and none of us wanted that) to make him hard enough to copulate with me. This took some time because of his age (something I would see everyday) and the fact that he kept slapping my face and my big breasts, trying to distract me I'm sure.

Once his stinking old penis was hard enough for copulation, my tongue was quite sore from his rough hair and my breasts very red now from his slapping them, he ordered me onto all fours on the floor, pressed his thick shaft against my tight bottom hole and rammed it into me in one painful push, as I gasped for breath he then fornicated roughly with my bottom, smacking it all the while, for a good 45 minutes until, close to ejaculation he pulled himself out with a large pop, pushed me over and shot his thick old semen all over my face and hair... with sore knees and a very aching bottom I had serviced my first aristocrat and I had only been on duty an hour of my twelve... he dismissed me, I bowed again and left, I now had to walk through the palace corridor and tunnel to the harem to quickly clean myself before another service. I felt a little self conscious looking as I did with his semen on my skin and my breasts and bottom very red as I passed other servants scurrying and aristocrats talking and laughing, but none looked at me! Then, I met an older chattel with beautiful eyes, her face also covered in semen from two Viscounts and so she was happy to guide me back to clean myself...

There would be many more Lords, and Ladies to serve before my first day was over!

(Cum and see all the pictures and more - https://tatyanas-story.blogspot.com/2019/10/my-first-day-in-service.html)