Training Begins

Every day in training started at five a.m., we would clear the floor of our dormitory and scrub it completely, often with the red bruises of yesterdays training still showing!

then we would shower, and wash every inch of our bodies, paying particular attention to our private parts and our bottoms, before going to the reception hall where, standing on our sleeping mats, we would open our legs wide and touch the floor, fully displaying our washed bottoms and vulvas for our Head Trainer to inspect... it was constantly imposed on us how important hygiene was, especially of our most intimate parts. She would walk along behind us and often plunge her fingers into our vaginas and bottoms, making us yelp and then getting us to lick them clean and asking if we were satisfied with our own taste, naturally it was wise to say nothing lest we felt her cane on our backs and bottoms!

Then we went to our daily class lesson, for which we were issued notebooks and pencils, for there would be tests on the subjects (and we were actually encouraged to maintain diaries so that we would know which aristocrats preferred which types of sex when we eventually served them) . All 15 of us would, of course, be in class naked, and we learnt that sitting on the hard wooden chairs would be quite painful after our sessions of pain training or anal sex (I'd not had much anal sex and always found the first times very painful especially if there were several Trainers in the session).

But we chattels were told we must learn tolerate the pain - which of course, we did! It was also not unusual for us to receive more punishment in the classroom for not concentrating and this would be as we held onto a bench in the tradition of a Molonian girls high schools - oh memories!.

The lessons were given by our Head Trainer and some Palace staff and covered such intense subjects as palace etiquette, the hierarchy of the aristocracy (we must learn, by their photos, over 400 Molonian aristocrats, their titles, their rank, their home cantons and, most importantly, their sexual preferences), the history of the Molonian monarchy and its harem and the location of every single bedroom, office and private chamber in the vast palace... it was so much to learn in the next 90 days! One of us would read from the vast Aristocratic encyclopaedia to the class everyday, reciting who was who and their preferences...

Thus learning such things as the rather obese and young Contessa Froslka (who always wore flowers in her hair, being from the poorer aristocracy in the countryside!) liked to passionately kiss chattels before putting them on a table to spank their bottoms and breasts, squash her large bottom on their faces and finish off by urinating all over them!

We were taught how to apply the beautiful make-up we were supplied with, and do our hair every morning, how we could keep ourselves properly shaved everywhere "down there front and back", how to look after our weight and how to look beautiful in the amazing leather harnesses and the lovely lingerie we would sometimes be given to perform service in, our bottoms pounded and our vaginas stretched and pulled wide...

We were also taught how to use every hole on our bodies, our tongues, hands and feet to pleasure our Royal Masters and Mistresses. Of course, all this was then practiced hour upon hour every day in our 3 months of training. Straight from the classroom we could eat our breakfast in the dining hall with other chattels going out to serve our aristocracy, or indeed, arriving back from all night orgies, having washed but looking very tired indeed! A Molonian breakfast consisted of herbal tea, bread, ham and pickles and we ate all we could for the days were always long and exhausting.

On our fist day though the beautiful Chatelaine herself (in charge of the entire harem) came into the class to explain our entire training regime:

Our first month of training would concentrate on our vaginal and oral and anal sex techniques, improving our flexibility and starting to increase our tolerance to pain by caning and flogging. For ten hours a day our bodies would be used in various ways by our female Head Trainer, many different male trainers and even machines.

We'd be copulated with in many different positions, all the time being instructed on how we could improve the pleasure of the Master or Mistress using us. Our flexibility would be improved in the gym, where we would also have to exercise for an hour every day - a chattel must always be physically fit and, of course, slim.

In the fourth week we would start to participate in training orgies and have to satisfy many trainers at once.

Month two continued to hone our skills from the first four weeks but, and I really didn't want to do this, we'd also be introduced to the practice of our mouths being used as urinals - something we would often be called upon to do in the mornings by older aristocrats.

There would be further pain training in bondage with many types of whips and canes and our flexibility would be further developed in bondage.

There would also be much much more anal and oral sex every day.

Finally, in our third month we would have to participate in a training orgy every day as well as regularly drinking urine from men and women and learning to take more and more floggings for pleasure.

All this cumulated in five days of final skills and obedience testing which we would have to pass if we were to be Royal Molonian Harem chattels. Of course, at any time during our training, or indeed if we failed to pass our final assessments, we could be punished and "back-sectioned" to repeat any lesson... these three months would be very hard, but we all knew they would be worth it in the end in order to use our bodies to sexually serve our country's aristocrats and King.

(with beautiful pictures here - https://tatyanas-story.blogspot.com/2019/10/training-begins_13.html)