The Gallery

The crowd started to break up and chat about the performance and as the maids replaced the mirrors around them Julia gave 'five' a reassuring look.  'five' looked tired but her nervousness seemed to have been replaced by the warm afterglow that follows a truly momentous orgasm.  Julia was feeling much the same way.  Looking round she saw that Angie had joined Persephone and the curator and they were talking animatedly.  The conversation went on for some minutes with Persephone doing most of the talking.  Angie was looking thoughtful and glanced about the room at the large crowd.  Finally she nodded and she and Persephone shook hands, followed by a handshake between Persephone and the curator.  The three of them wandered off, chatting away.

The crowd thinned out a little and Julia and 'five' were allowed to recover in relative peace, but they were aware when the next performance was due as people started to gather and if anything the crowd was larger than the last time.  The organ music played and soon Julia and 'five' were lost in their repeat performance.  As the world exploded about her for the second time, the applause was thunderous and Julia knew how deeply climaxing before this crowd affected her.  When had she become such an exhibitionist?  She reflected that it was since she had become an exhibit, which made her smile wryly.

The next few hours were lost in sea of pleasure and pain, from orgasms and the tug on her nipples and tongue.  Julia didn't even have much time for 'five' and it was not until they were both taken down that Julia was able to see how 'five' had fared.  'five' looked exhausted, but she had a smile on her face so Julia wasn't worried.  Angie decided to leave on the chains connecting their tongues and nipples and the two of the walked back to the van hand in hand.  The journey home was uneventful and, when they arrived,  'three' was waiting for them.  “The Mistress wants to see you both now in her bedroom.” was all she said before turning away.  “Yes, Miss” both woman managed to say to the departing back.

Julia and 'five' hurried through the house, both still linked by the chains, and shortly they arrived at Persephone's door.  Julia knocked and they both entered at the soft “Come”.  Persephone was in her nightwear and she smiled as they knelt before her.  “I'm very pleased and proud of you both.”

“Thank you, Mistress” Julia said and 'five' quickly repeated it.

“'four', you will be pleased to know that you are now officially mine.  I completed the deal with Angie after your performance.”  Julia felt a sudden wash of relief and emotion flow through her.  She was so happy and she couldn't help tears appearing in her eyes.

“Th ... Thank you, Mistress” was all that she could managed.  Persephone's smile was warm.

“I even managed to pay the original price that we had agreed on.  Let me tell you a little secret.  You have been such a hit at the gallery that Angie has been regretting offering you for sale, but she couldn't dare back of the deal or she would lose face terribly and for us, face and trust, are everything – it is not as if we can resort to the law if things go wrong and so backing out of a deal is a real black mark.  Angie couldn't do it, although she could accept a better offer – that is almost considered normal, which was why I ended up in a bidding war for you.”  Persephone look became a little cunning.  “Suspecting that Angie would prefer to keep you if she could.  I offered a proposal.  I buy you for the original amount, but for the next year.  I lend both of you to the gallery for five days a month.  Angie knew she wasn't going to get a better offer and it would give her a chance to experiment with the fabulous twins.  She agreed on the spot.  What do you think of that?”

Julia could hardly think.  Everything in her world was moving so fast.  It was wonderful to be owned and have her future settled for a while at least and as for the galley ... she was getting aroused at the thought of being on display for a year.  “That is wonderful news, Mistress.  You are very clever, Mistress.”

“Yes, Mistress.  Very Clever.” 'five' echoed although she seemed a lot less convinced.  Persephone looked very satisfied with herself.

“To celebrate this you are not going to the gallery tomorrow but accompanying me to a party.  Well, it's mixture of party and business.  There are always these little power plays going on.  Now, you two, get to the kitchen for your dinner and then you have chores before bed. Go.”

As Julia shepherded 'five' out of the room, Persephone called out.  “Sweetness.” Julia turned back.  “You know that I'm proud of you and very fond of you?”  Persephone's look was thoughtful and there was genuine emotion there.  Julia nodded.

“Yes, Mistress”

They were met by ‘three’ who led them back down to the kitchens.

“The Mistress has decided that your chains will stay on for the time being so you had best get used to them.” ‘three’ explained. “Now, there’s some risotto in the fridge that you can warm up in the microwave and then it’s bedtime. I’m on duty tonight so I’ll be around keeping an eye on you. Now get on with it.”

Julia and ‘five’ found the risotto and took it to the microwave. The chains between them made it a bit awkward; when they were close together the slack got in the way but, if they got too far apart they risked tugging on the chains which caused agony in their new piercings. When the microwave pinged they took their heated meals to the table and sat down.

“‘four’, err… Miss.?” ‘five’ started once the plates were nearly empty. “The gallery, is it always like that?”

“Well, it’s been different every time but the basic theme is the same. You didn’t seem to mind too much.” Julia gave ‘five’ a smile.

“It was a bit scary but… well, you were there.” ‘five’  blushed. “Whenever I got scared I looked across at you and then it was OK again.”

Julia looked across at ‘five’. Suddenly she looked younger, more vulnerable. Julia wondered what age she actually was and how she’d ended up as one of Persephone’s slaves but that sort of question was forbidden and she knew better than to ask. “Come along.” She said, remembering that, strictly speaking, she was in charge. “Let’s put the plates in the dishwasher and get to bed. It’s been a long day.”

After they had cleared up the kitchen they headed for the bathroom. Chained as they were there was going to be no privacy whatsoever. Indeed, as each one used the toilet the other was forced to stand and watch. Once they were in the shower it was easiest if they soaped each other and ‘five’ got down on her knees in front of Julia soaping her feet, her calves, her thighs, her…

“Careful, ‘five’.” Julia urged. “Those piercings are still sore.”

“I’m sorry, Miss.” ‘five’ apologised and kissed Julia just at the top of her labia.

When Julia felt ‘five’s tongue starting to probe, starting to push her way inside she was tempted to let her be but she was too tired so she reached down and pulled ‘five’ to her feet. “Not now.” She said gently. “You should know by now that sexual contact is forbidden. Anyway it’s time I washed you.”

This time Julia got on her knees before ‘five’ rubbing in the soap until there was a rich lather. When she got to ‘five’s groin she was extra careful; she knew just how much the new piercings could hurt. However, that didn’t mean that she was going to be anything other than completely thorough as she ensured ‘five’ was completely clean after her time in the gallery. Then she stood up and moved on to ‘five’s torso again being super careful as she rubbed the soap into the firm globes of ‘five’s breasts. Even so she couldn’t help but tug on the chain as she moved it to one side and she saw ‘five’ wince at the sudden stab of pain.

They had to be equally careful as they dried each other but, once that was done, there were soothing applications of saline solution to ease the pain. Finally they brushed their teeth and headed back to the sleeping quarters. When they got there they found that the doors had been renumbered and what had been the room marked ‘4’ was now marked ‘4 & 5’. They went in to find that the door may have been renumbered but that the inside was just the same and the bed was no wider. Not only were they going to have to share but they were going to be a bit crowded as well. They were still sorting themselves out when ‘three’ came by and told them in no uncertain terms to settle down and, without waiting for them, turned out the light and left. Not daring to move lest they pull on the chains between them they stood still in the complete darkness.

“‘five’.” Julia called out, realizing she’d have to take control.

“Yes, Miss.” ‘five’ replied.

“Come here and hold onto me.”

She felt ‘five’s hand touch her arm so she guided her round until they were fact to face. Then, crablike, they shuttled sideways until they found the bed. Julia guided ‘five’ down onto it and then lay down beside her. They had hardly settled down before Julia felt ‘five’ kiss her gently on the lips.

“Thank you, Miss.” ‘five’ whispered softly.

“Whatever for?” Julia asked, somewhat surprised.

“For looking after me, Miss.” ‘five’ replied. “I don’t feel so alone anymore.”

Julia wasn’t quite sure how she felt about this but she wasn’t so unfeeling as to want to hurt ‘five’s feelings so she gathered her in and gave her a hug.

“Shh…” Julia said as if reassuring a baby. “That’s enough of that, it’s time we were asleep.”

However, even as exhausted as she was, it took quite a while before Julia drifted off. She was fast finding out so many things about herself that needed thinking over. The woman she’d been those few short days ago would never, could never have been the woman in the gallery without being forced but she couldn’t deny the thrill and the desire to do it again. In her mind she could still feel the crowd watching as she lost control, how every eye was focused on her, her and her sexuality. What would Angie have for her next time? How would she mix the pain and the pleasure? What was the difference?

With these thoughts spinning in her head and ‘five’ gently snoring in her arms, she drifted off to sleep.

Julia came awake as the light snapped on.  “Get up and get moving.  Exercise time.” 'one's voice seemed very loud to the dozing Julia.  “You can undo those chains too.  They are not very practical when there are chores to be done.”  The women stumbled to their feet and undid the chains with some relief.  As they headed towards the gym room, 'one' stopped Julia.  “Congratulations on becoming part of the household.”  'one's smile was a kind one.  “Now that you are on the staff you have some extra training to do.  Some of it will be with me.”  Julia hesitated.

“Yes, Miss.  Thank you Miss.”

“Don't look some worried.  I think that you will enjoy it ... mostly.”  'one' grinned.  “Now, get along.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Julia hurried to the gym and quickly started on the regime that 'three' has worked out for her.  'two' and 'five' were already sweating away and 'one' joined them shortly.  Again Julia marveled how good 'one's body was for someone in her 40s and she found herself staring as she peddled away on the exercise bike.  'one' caught her looking and Julia blushed, as she reflected on how much she now enjoyed the sight of a firm, naked female form.  'one' smiled and winked, which just made Julia blush all the more.

After the work out came washing and dressing.  Julia and 'five' washed each other, dried each other off and inspected each other's piercings.  This was becoming routine but Julia found that she liked the closeness that it involved and she could tell the 'five' appreciated even more as her nipples were hard throughout.  They dressed each other in their uniforms but when it came to the shoes, 'one' stopped them.

“The Mistress has some plans for the two of you and part of this involves some very specific training.  Some it will be uncomfortable to start with and this part certainly will be.  You will get used to it in time but it might take some while so we will start carefully.”  'one' opened a cupboard and took out two pairs of patent black leather ankle boots with extreme heels and ballet toes.  She proceeded to show the maids how to use rumpled up old stockings placed over their toes to protect them somewhat and then helped lace them into the boots.

When Julia tried to stand she almost fell over from both the difficulty in balancing and the pain in her toes.  'five' faired little better.  “It will take time for you to build strength in your feet and toes to wear these for long.  Weeks, probably months, but the Mistress has instructed that you both get used to them and confident in them.  You will wear them for only an hour today and we will gradually increase that time.  Now, for the next hour you have duties in the laundry room, which shouldn't tax your feet too much.”

Supporting each other Julia and 'five' hobbled to the laundry room.  It was hard to concentrate on the work at hand when walking was so difficult and painful but they got along ok, helping each other out.  The washing was an odd mixture.  The bedding, nightclothes and some underwear was all fairly normal, but there was a lot of latex and leather to be treated.  The leather could mostly only be sponged down and wiped dry, but the latex needed to be washed in soapy water, carefully dried to avoid streaking and the polished to a shine with silicon spray.  After that it needed to be carefully hung up to avoid creases and to stop it sticking to itself.  It took time and care.

At the end of the hour Julia's feet were on fire and her ankles were weak.  She was even getting cramps in her calves.  She was much relieved when 'one' arrived with their more normal shoes and they were allowed take off the cursed boots.  'one' inspected their feet and toes carefully before nodding and helping them on with their shoes.  “It will get easier in time as I said.  You have kitchen duty now and so report to 'two'.  After that the Mistress wants you naked at her bedroom door at four o'clock.  She wants plenty of time to prepare you for this evening’s engagement.

The woman hurried off and spent the next few hours helping to prepare lunch and then clean up the kitchen afterwards.  Julia and 'five' worked hard and 'two' barely noticed them.  It seemed that they were now accepted as part of the furniture, which was much better than being singled out for every fabricated minor mistake.  At shortly before four o’clock they were dismissed and after helping each other remove the uniforms they took the service elevator to the top floor.  They knocked at Persephone's bedroom door and were invited in.

As they knelt, Persephone got up off the bed and slipped out of her dressing gown.  For the first time Julia saw her Mistress naked – flawless caramel skin and a petite but well formed body.  For the second time that day Julia couldn't help staring.  “Do you like what you see?”  Persephone had a twinkle in her eye as she slowly turned in front of the maids showing off her full charms.  “Come on then.  Help me shower.” she crooked her finger in a 'come' gesture before turning away and with an exaggerated swing of her hips walked towards the bathroom.

Julia and 'five' followed and were soon soaping down and washing that lovely body.  It wasn't just the steam from the shower that was making Julia hot and 'five' was in a similarly aroused state.  “You two are in a very interesting state, aren't you?”  Persephone's voice was full of humour.

“Er ... Yes, Mistress” Julia managed and 'five' could only nod.

“Good ... and if you're particularly well behaved I may allow you some release, but for now, I like you the way you are.”  She bent over each of the kneeling women in turn and gave them a long, lingering kiss.  “There are towels on the rail.  Fetch them and dry me off.”  They hurried to obey and soon Persephone was dry and snuggled into a bath robe.  While I do my make up, get yourselves washed and dried ... Oh, and rub oil into each other.  You will find it in the cabinet ... and no getting up to anything either.”  Persephone almost laughed as she turned to her mirror.

The two women quickly washed and dried each other before rubbing in the sweet smelling oil.  As they returned Persephone was just finishing her makeup.  All browns and muted tones that suited her skin well.  She smiled as they knelt beside her.  “You are getting well behaved.  I like to see that my girls know their place.”  She rubbed her hand over each of their bald scalps.  “So, to your makeup.”  First she used a very pale foundation on each of them.  Pale, but not white enough to make them look like clowns.  This was followed by shiny scarlet lips and dark, almost black eye shadow and eye liner.  Finally heavy black mascara and just a hint of colour on their cheeks.  “Yes, very striking.”  Persephone was pleased with her work.  “Help me with my hair.  There is no great hurry however as I've allowed the Countess to use my car to take her and her entourage to the party first.  It will come back for us.  There is no point in irritating her more than is necessary.”

Persephone sat up and instructed the maids to pull her long, dark hair to the crown of her head, drawing it tight.  Once it was fixed there with a band she ordered them to plat it into a single long pigtail.  Once done it still came a good way down her back.  “Time to help me dress.”  She smiled.

Persephone took off her robe.  “First, these.  'four' if you would do the honours.” She held out a small box to Julia with a smile of amusement.  Julia opened the box and saw two shiny balls connected together by a cord.  She picked the up and realized that they were hollow with other objects moving around inside them.  “Duo balls, they do give such a lovely feeling and it is a party after all.  Push them inside me, 'four'.”  Persephone opened her legs wide and after a little hesitation Julia moved forward and slowly worked each ball inside her Mistress' pussy.  They slid in fairly easily and Julia could smell a strong scent of arousal.  Persephone was obviously enjoying herself.  Next, were a pair of black latex knickers that fit tightly and held in the balls.  The dress that Persephone had chosen was royal blue latex.  A cocktail dress, with short, flouncy skirts and short sleeves.  It had a collar and a cutout at the front to show Persephone's cleavage.  Over the top of this was a black leather corset and Julia notice that the cups were padded giving the petite woman much more cleavage and a tiny waist.  Completing the outfit were long thigh high black patent platform boots with a good-sized heel.  Persephone looked more the part of a Domme that Julia had ever seen before.

“So then sweetness let's get you and 'five' ready, shall we?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Here's what I have for both of you.” Persephone waved to a chair in the corner of the room where there was a pile of clothes.  “Fetch them please.”  The maids rushed to obey and returned with both latex and leather straps.  The latex was two transparent catsuits.  Julia helped 'five' into hers and once it was on she was able to see the effect.  It was a full catsuit with feet, but no hood, crotchless and with holes at the nipples.  It was also cut away at the navel and so nicely framed the piercing there.  The look was interesting, for although looking totally naked 'five' had a sheen to most of her body.  Julia came next and she was soon adjusting the rubber to better fit her curves.  The latex was new and the smell was distinctive.  She found that she was beginning to associate that smell with the gallery and being exhibited.  She was being turned on by it.

Over the catsuit went a white leather harness and white leather wrist and ankle cuffs.  These were all fastened and locked with little padlocks.  The harness was carefully made so as not to cover the maids' crotches, breasts or navels.  The idea was to leave as much on display as possible.  They were given transparent plastic, low-heeled shoes to wear – more to protect their feet than to add to the effect.  Persephone walked round them admiring each of them.  “Very nice, very very lovely.  You will do well.  Just one more touch.”  She stepped behind them and fastened collars onto each of them, before leading them to the mirror.  Julia saw that the collars were about two inches wide, in white leather and a thick 'D' ring was attached to the front.  A large silver plate was fixed to the leather with 'FOUR' in big capitals on it.  Glancing across she saw that 'five' had 'FIVE' on hers.  Julia hear a click and knew that the collar was being locked in place with another padlock.

Persephone walked round them again.  “I think we do need jewelry after all.”  She went and fetched light chains and a pair of earrings.  She fitted a short chain from nose ring to right ear to each of them and also the tongue chains to the same ear.  Into the left ear she fastened a long dangling earring, which Julia noted had the same six petaled flower as her navel piercing.  A chain between Julia's nipples followed and chains from her nipples to her labia rings completed the arrangement.  'five' had identical chains fitted.  “Perfect.” Persephone exclaimed in some excitement.  “This is going to be such fun.”

She calmed down a little.  “The car should have returned for us soon but I need to give you a little lesson on the etiquette of the group we are about to be in company with.  Firstly, it is not done to handle another's possessions without permission and so you are safe from others.  I will protect you but some will ask and it is not polite to refuse reasonable requests.  I won't leave you in another's power and will be watching how you are treated.  If I give permission then you are expected to do what is asked of you without protest or comment.  Trust me.  I will intervene if things get out of hand.”  Persephone looked quite serious now.

“There is one other thing.  If someone has been given permission to handle you she can also ask to be thanked for what she has done to you.  It's almost formal.  She will say, 'You can thank me now.' or something like that and you will reply 'Thank you Mistress' and then kiss her on the crotch as close to her entrance as you can get.  You shouldn't use your hands – they should be at your sides or behind your back, but if you can push aside her clothing with your face then you should do so.  So for example this dress has short skirts that can be moved with your face so you would kiss my knickers but if the skirt was tight or longer then you would kiss the skirt close to my crotch.”  Persephone smiled and her tone was light.  “I'm sure you both understand.  It's a bit of silliness really.  I rarely ask for it and those that do are either testing the training of a girl or are just out to make a point that they are important.  More to convince themselves than anything else.  Now, let's try it with each of you.”

“four, you may thank me.”

“Thank you Mistress”  Julia crawled towards Persephone and pushing aside her skirt kissed the rubber knickers underneath.

“Well, done sweetness.  That is just how it should be.  It is impossible to tell that you have only been with me for a few days.  It seems so much longer to me.”  Persephone's smile was radiant.  “Now you 'five' ... 'five, thank me.”

'five' moved forward and knelt before her Mistress.  “Thank you, Mistress.”  She kissed just as Julia had done.

Persephone smiled.  “I'm proud of you both.  It's about time the car was here.  Let's get going.” She opened the bedroom door and walked towards the lift with the maids hurrying behind.

The car was indeed waiting in the garage – a large back limo.  Persephone slid into the back seat and 'five' climbed in afterwards and was about to sit on the facing seat when Persephone stopped her.  “'five', lovely, you know better than that.” Persephone chided softly.

“Yes, Mistress.  Sorry Mistress.” 'five' knelt in the foot well and Julia entered and knelt beside her.  The car started to move and Julia could see little from her kneeling position.  It drove through the dark London streets for about half an hour before entering an underground garage.  Persephone exited and waited as the maids followed.  She took two while leather leashes and clipped them to the girls' collars before leading them to an elevator.  The door opened and they were bowed to by the attendant.  She wore black, latex stockings held up by suspenders attached to a tight black, leather waist clincher.  She had on high-heeled oxford shoes, a black bow tie and a tiny top hat was perched on her head at a jaunty angle.  She also was gagged with a ball gag.  As the visitors entered she pressed a button, the doors closed and the lift started to ascend.

Julia noted that there were 42 floors and the elevator stopped at the very top.  As the doors rolled back and the attendant bowed to Persephone again the sound of music and chatter could be heard.  Persephone led them out into a large room with windows along two sides.  A large group of women were present, both Mistresses and slaves.  They were being served by woman dressed identically to the lift attendant.  Soft sofas and chairs dotted the room.  In one corner dungeon equipment had been set up and there was a raised stage along another wall.  As they walked into the room a tall blonde woman dressed from head to toe in black leather approached.

“Persephone, darling, good to see you here and with two of the most delightful specimens.  Is one of these the one that has caused all the stir at the gallery?  I've heard so much about it.  In fact Angie can't say enough about her 'triumph'.”  The woman looked significantly to one part of the room where Julia saw the artist surrounded by a small group.  Angie was obviously holding forth on some subject and the gallery owner was standing nearby, sipping a drink with a slightly amused looked on her face.

As Persephone stopped to talk to the woman, Julia carefully knelt beside her and after a hesitation 'five' did the same.  Julia thought it better to be safe than sorry.  Persephone showed nothing on her face but she idly traced a finger over Julia's bald head, which Julia felt was approval.  “Diana, lovely to see you.”  Persephone was her cat-like self.  “Yes, this is the one.”  She put a hand on Julia's shoulder.  “You seem to have a good turn out this evening.”

“What?  Oh yes.  I'm very pleased.”  Diana seemed a little taken aback by Persephone's change of subject but her eyes quickly returned to Julia.  “May I look her over?”

“But of course ...” Persephone handed over Julia's leash to the woman who looked down at her.

“Stand.”

Julia obediently stood with her feet two feet apart and her hands crossed behind her back.  She put her shoulders back and kept her head up.  Diana nodded in approval.  “You have her well trained for one so new.”

Persephone smiled.  “Yes, she is a quick learner and I've done rather well considering the circumstances.  A new purchase wasn't high on my list.”

“Ah yes, the Countess.  I must congratulate you there as well.  She's been with you ten days now ... is it?  And your house is still standing.  That's quite an achievement.  None of us really want to have to house her when she visits, but her contacts in South America are second to none and she can procure just about anything as you know.  With her tastes she can hardly be put up at a normal hotel and she has outstayed her welcome almost everywhere else, but she is just too damned useful to offend.  You have done a fine job and it has been noted.  I've sure that when the committee next meets it will have a beneficial effect when you nomination is considered.”  She looked over to the dungeon area and there Julia could see the Countess, cane in hand.  Julia recognized one of the Countess's maids spreadeagled on an X and there was a naked girl bent almost double over a horse with wrists and ankles spread and bound low to its legs.  Julia couldn't see a face but the by the mass of red hair she knew it to be the poor 'toy'.

Julia's attention was bought back to what was going on around her by a hand on her thigh.  Diana slowly worked her hands over Julia's body, holding her buttocks and breasts and then taking her head between her hands she looked over Julia's face and into her eyes.  Finally she ended with the briefest of touches between Julia's legs and smiled and as she felt the wetness there.  “Very, nice Persephone.  I'm quite jealous.  A wonderful find.” Turning back Julia.  “You may thank me.”

Julia knelt smoothly ...  “Thank you.  Mistress” and kissed Diana on her leather clad crotch.

“Truly remarkable, Persephone.  One would have thought that this one had been in training for years.”

As Julia shuffled back to her place beside Persephone she saw another woman leading a slave towards the group.  With a jolt Julia recognized the woman.  Her name was Hazel Whitehead and she had temped in Julia's office about six months ago.  At first Julia has got on well with her, with several water cooler conversations mostly about men and sometimes about sex.  Julia had even been for a few drinks with her, but once she learned that Hazel was a lesbian and had some decidedly kinky tastes, she had allowed the friendship to cool.  Hazel's contract had only been for a month and she left shortly afterwards.  Julia hoped that the woman wouldn't recognize her – she did look very different now and it was six months ago after all.

“Diana ... Persephone ...  Were you just examining that exhibit that Angie is so gushing about?” Hazel's voice no longer had the London accent that Julia recalled.  It was in fact quite cultured.  She stopped in front of Julia.

“Hazel.”  Persephone's voice was cool and nothing showed on her face.

“Good evening Hazel.  Yes, that one is quite exquisite.”  Diana was almost gushing herself.

“Exquisite, hmmm.  This I would like to see for myself.  May I, Persephone?”

After a moments hesitation Persephone nodded, “Yes of course.”

Hazel bent and cupped Julia's chin, lifting her head so that her face could be better seen and Julia got a good look at this new Mistress.  Hazel was wearing a wetlook black dress that came to mid thigh and had a zip running down the front from neck to hem.  To the dress was added matching knee boots and a number of gold bracelets and hooped earrings.  Their eyes locked and understanding filled Hazel's face and she smiled.  “But, I know this one.  In fact I tried hard to get her.  I could tell she was well suited to my ... our needs and it seems from what Angie was saying that she felt right into her lap ... just walked in off the street.  A real shame.  I could have made a pretty penny out of this one.  Oh well, you can't win them all.  Who's doing the paper work?”

“The gallery is arranging it.  I believe they usually use Estelle.”

Hazel gave a little pout of disappointment.  “You should have come to me Persephone.  I'm very thorough and my rates are extremely competitive.  So let's look this one over.”  Hazel's inspection of Julia was nothing like Diana's had been.  She was clinical and professional treating Julia like livestock.  Feeling muscles, buttocks, breasts and nipples in an impersonal way.  She inspected Julia's teeth, fingers, eyes, ears and nose.  All the time she was forced to kneel and not allowed to stand.  Then she was told to bend over and fingers were inserted into her pussy.  “Hmmmm, at least she enjoys such handling.” Hazel wiggled her fingers inside Julia's slippery hole.  “That was something I've been wanting to do for the past six months.  I'm glad I've had the opportunity.  So than, thank me slut.  It seems my once-over got your juices flowing.”

As Julia knelt up Hazel undid the zip at the hem of her dress and  upzipped it some distance.  Below the dress Hazel wore no underwear and her eyes twinkled.

“Thank you Mistress.”  Julia obediently lent forwards and kissed Hazel on her naked clit.

“You have given this one some training I see.”  Hazel rezipped her skirt.  “How would you like another to train.  This one is new and a raw trainee.  Lot 26 if you look at the brochure.”  Julia looked at Hazel's slave for the first time.  She was naked, but her arms were bound behind her back and laced into a single long leather glove.  Her ankles were hobbled with chains and she was gagged.  She was also terrified.

“The paper work is all in process and I foresee no difficulties with it.”  Hazel continued her sales pitch.  “In a few days she will have disappeared.  How about it ladies?  Are you interested in looking her over?”

“Not for me.”  Persephone declined.  “The Countess has already put me to some expense in that department and I fear I may be in for some more.”  She glanced over to the dungeon corner where the 'toy's upturned bottom was being tanned scarlet from the Countess's cane.  The girl hung limply over the horse and Julia wasn't even sure if she was still conscious.

Diana also shook her head and Hazel shrugged.  “Nice, chatting to you then.”  She turned to go, but then turned back.  “I almost forgot.  I may have come up empty handed with regards to this one.” She pointed at Julia, “but on that trip I was rewarded.  I believe I sold my goods to Mistress Sonja.  They are both over there.”

Julia looked in the in the direction of the casually waved hand and to her shock saw her best friend from work.  She was naked except for a collar but even if she had not seen her in six months she would have known her anywhere.  Alison Robertson had died of an overdose.  Julia had been dumbfounded at the time and couldn't believe it.  She now understood that it had all been Hazel's work.  Alison has been present at those nights out with Hazel and had laughed off Julia's coolness to Hazel calling her a prude.  Hazel had left before things had gone too far but Alison had “died” two weeks later.  Julia was paralyzed with the shock.  She barely heard Diana's words.

“Really? ... from before?  We will have to arrange a reunion.  Perhaps after the business is concluded we can prevail on Angie to arrange some display for the two of them ...”