The Dominafuhrer - THE GODMOTHER

Episode 44 - Kathi At The Crossroads

Dusseldorf, March 1931

“Come in and sit down Kathi”, Romy said. She was stretched out in her armchair, wearing a blue and black trimmed silk dressing gown that was open at the front to show the same black corset and stockings that she had worn to bed. She was using her cigarette holder and sipping from a cup of coffee.

After washing her hands, Kathi had splashed her face with soap and water to remove the worst ravages to her makeup but she was still horrified by what she had seen of herself in the mirror. Self conscious also of her nakedness, Kathi perched herself on the edge of the couch with her knees firmly together and clutching her almost empty mug of tea.

“How are you feeling Kathi?” Romy asked with a friendly smile.

“I’m very frightened”, Kathi replied, deciding to be completely honest. “I’m frightened because of what you all did to me last night and what I myself did. I know that I’ve got a temper and my Father taught me how to defend myself but I’ve never hit anyone as hard as I did Ella and I’m frightened because, not only did I enjoy it and was sexually aroused, but I lost control of myself. I’m also frightened because I’ve never been sexually intimate with a woman, let alone three of you and I don’t want to become a…?”

“Lesbian?” Romy supplied the word for her and Kathi nodded.

“And finally, I’m afraid of what you are going to do to me next.”

Romy flicked her cigarette holder to dislodge the ash and frowned.

“Kathi, I’m really sorry about last night. We meet so many girls who claim to be innocent virgins who are not, that we no longer realise it when we encounter a genuine one. We were all surprised when Jacqueline found that your hymen was still intact and the stupid thing is that our sisterhood is pledged to protect virgins so, please believe me when I say that we would not have intentionally robbed you of your virtue. As for being turned into a Lesbian, put it right out of your mind; I can assure your that Ella, Jacqueline and myself still thoroughly enjoy having a man’s cock inside us but on our own terms. We indulge in Sapphic lovemaking because it is pure pleasure with an equal; there is no dominant or submissive partner as there are in some relationships. However, I do have a question; why are you still a virgin? You must have some experience of men and you do not seem a shy, religious or submissive type”.

“It’s not that I don’t like boys”, Kathi struggled to put her feelings in to words. “I just despise them for their attitude towards girls and me in particular. I’ve got friends who I was at school with who are already married and have children and I find myself feeling sorry for them because gave their  youth away to a man. I’m not boasting but I’ve had plenty of boys asking me for dates and much more but they put it as if they are doing me the favour. I want to be treated like an equal and it makes me angry when I am not. I don’t get many second dates”,

Kathi shrugged and hung her head to hide the tears welling up in her eyes.

Romy sighed and looked at the ceiling until Kathi had recovered.

“What are you going to do now?” Romy asked.

“Go back to Essen and start looking for another job. I only went out with Martin because he said that he would tell my manager to take me on permanently because I was good at selling, but that’s out now and I really needed the money. My Father is a skilled engineer, yet is killing himself digging a big hole for very little pay; my Mother cleans and takes in washing and I work a few hours in the cinema every week but added together it’s still not enough to feed and keep three of us”.

“What would you like to do?” Romy stood up to refill her cup from the coffee pot on a side table but kept a shrewd eye on Kathi.

“I don’t know”, Kathi pulled a face. “I’m no good at office work; I hate selling in shops and there’s not much else available for a girl who left the Gymnasium without a Diploma and doesn’t like taking orders from men. I suppose that I’ll end up being a waitress”. Her voice had bitter edge to it now.

Romy sat down and flipped the folds of her dressing gown open to reveal her body and legs and the fact that was not wearing any knickers.

“Believe it or not, but I am actually the Baroness Von Winkleman; my family are impoverished local aristocrats but my soldier husband was from Prussian nobility, with big estates in the east. My Friedrich was a few months old when his father was killed on the Western Front in Nineteen Eighteen but I thought that I would be alright financially. Then, within a year, the income from the estates was lost when Polish nationalists seized them and all I had left was this big house. I was like you; I knew nothing about how to earn a living and, if anything the situation after the armistice was a lot worse than it is now. My husband and I had mixed with what was then considered very risqué company and we knew this woman who had provided a domination service and seemed to do quite well out of it. Just by chance, I met her again after the war, told her about my situation and she suggested that, with my looks, physique and manner, I would make a good dominatrix. She took me on as a novice and I will not deceive you, it was bloody hard work but I qualified and later I was able to do the same for Ella and Jacqueline. Look around; everything here was paid for by the dungeon down the passage. Besides my cousins, I have taken on other novices and not all of them have finished the course, but I think that you have the qualities to become a dominatrix. What do you think?”                                   

It took a moment or two for it to penetrate Kathi’s brain what she was being offered and then, there were so many questions going round in her head that she was unable to speak.

“I should explain”, Romy went on, “that, unless there are special circumstances, it takes two years to learn the trade. You would spend the first year with me and then six months each with Mistress Scylla and Mistress Sybille. You would then return to me while I assess if you have proved suitable to be admitted to the Sisterhood”.

“The Sisterhood?” Kathi queried.

“That will be explained later, if you accept”, Romy continued. “For the first five or six months, dependent on well you perform, I will pay you a wage which will enable you to send money home to your parents and give you a bit of pocket money over. Bear in mind that you will be living and eating here free of charge in return for your labour. If I think that you have progressed sufficiently to assist me with my clients and are an asset to my business, then I will change the wage to ten percent of my income. Believe me, even in these harsh times, men will still find the money to indulge their darkest fantasies and to purge their guilt so you will not be the loser. If, as I think will be the case, you are so successful that you build up a clientele of your own; you will pay me ten percent of your proceeds. The same will apply when you go to work for Mistress Scylla and Mistress Sybille. Between the three of us, you will be taught how to dominate men; mentally, physically and sexually; how to punish, torture, degrade and humiliate and how to enforce your will just by the power of your personality. Not every woman can do all of that, no matter how much we instruct them, but I think that you have the qualities to become a Dominatrix and probably even a Dominafuhrer like me. I‘ll explain that as well later”, Romy added when Kathi looked puzzled.

 “In return, you will be completely obedient to me and Mistress Scylla and Mistress Sybille. Any infraction will be punished physically and, if you persist or refuse punishment, you will be dismissed. During your novitiate, you will be required to perform the duties of a domestic servant as well as assisting in the dungeon; that will include shopping, cleaning, washing and cooking. I will instruct in all of those; especially the latter, to ensure that you can perform them to my satisfaction. If you are wondering why you are being treated as a drudge, remember that you too might well require a maid yourself in the future and that you are receiving other benefits in return. You will be required to perform acts of a sexual or disgusting nature with clients and even receive physical pain yourself.  However, while you are still a virgin, that will be respected and, incidentally, there is no pressure on you to change that status. I should emphasize that we are not whores and we do not have sex with our clients. We exploit men’s sexual desires and fantasies, arouse them and, as part of the torture, frustrate them. Sometimes relief or gratification is allowed, and you could be required to provide that but intercourse is always beyond their reach. But, if any of your mistresses desire you to join them in a sexual encounter, you will do so without demur. You will wear the uniforms and appliances assigned to you and not remove them without permission. You will be given free time of your own and are not restricted to this house; you will also be given days off to go home and visit your parents. That is all that I can think of for the moment, but feel free to ask any questions. Does the prospect appeal to you?”

Kathi was even more stunned now and bit her lip as she looked around, expecting the other two ladies to come in laughing and tell her that it was all a big joke. Never in all of her fantasies had she ever expected to encounter women like these or to be offered the chance to join them.

“Do you want time to think about it?” Romy asked, frowning as Kathi shook her head.

“No, I’ll never forgive myself if I turn this chance down. I’m still very apprehensive but I just hope that I can live up to your expectations. When do you want me to start?”

Romy looked really relieved; girls rarely came along with Kathi’s beauty, temperament, potential and unspoilt by contact with the seamy side of life.

“We can have a little initiation ceremony now and I think that you should then go home and tell your parents that you have taken a position as a live in domestic servant to a widowed Baroness, just don’t tell them how old I am. Pack what you think you will need and be back here tomorrow morning. If you haven’t got the train fare, I will lend it to you. Now, there is one final thing that I think that we should discuss; Freidrich”.

Kathi, startled, looked around again but they were alone in the lounge.

“I decided at the beginning that I could not hide my life style from him and he has grown up in a house where naked women and men wander around, perform sexual acts and inflict degrading physical punishments on one another. He has coped quite well and yes, he does a lot of peeping at things he shouldn’t, but I believe that he regarded it all as natural and a bit of fun. Now however, he has just turned thirteen; he is a handsome boy, the image of his father, and he has discovered what that thing between his legs is for. Up till now he has never bothered any of the previous novices, apart from his voyeurism, but he has already told me this morning how beautiful you are and what a great fuck you would be. You are only five years older than him; quite unpracticed in matters of the heart and going to be in the same house as him for the next twelve months when your duties will require you to be in some very erotic outfits or a state of undress. I don’t want either of you falling in love and into bed but I can’t prevent it. I leave it to you to be sensible and I give you my full permission to discourage him in any way that you think necessary or expedient. I find that he reacts best to a clip around the ear. Only come to me if you feel that you cannot deal with the situation any more. I must emphasize that I am the only person in this house who can give you orders and that Friedrich has no authority over you. Do you understand?”

Kathi nodded and Romy got to her feet. “Go and have a bath or a shower, tidy your hair and repair your makeup. You’ll find a nice black suspender belt, some good stockings and pairs of black high heeled shoes in the spare bedroom next to mine upstairs. Put them all on and be back down at the dungeon in one hour. Friedrich!” Romy raised her voice and his head popped around the door too quickly for him not to have been trying to eavesdrop outside.

“Go and wake your Aunts. Tell them to get cleaned up and into their uniforms. They are about to get a new novice!”

Friedrich whooped with joy and could be heard shouting as his bare feet pounded up the stairs.

“I do have one question”, Kathi said almost apologetically. “Is there a decent cinema in Dusseldorf?”

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