The Dominafuhrer - THE GODMOTHER

Episode 49 - Maid In Koln

Dusseldorf and Cologne, June 1931 - May 1932

Kathi learnt a lot about her own body, as well as how to pleasure another woman’s, in the hours that followed. The contents of the bottle rapidly diminished as they both consumed restorative drinks between sessions, getting more intoxicated as their inhibitions loosened and their sexual adventures more innovative. The double headed dildo allowed them both to enjoy penetration sex after which Sable instructed Kathi where to use her tongue and her fingers as well as her breasts and her pubic mound for stimulation. Sable then laid back and let Kathi practice all over her body, finishing with a tongue induced orgasm that flooded Kathi’s nostrils and mouth and soaked the bed with Sable’s lubricant. At one point in the night, when the dildo was in use again, Kathi’s primeval screams were so loud that even the drunken Sable was worried that her neighbours in this quiet suburb would call the Polizie to investigate. When the brandy was finished, they staggered naked downstairs to the bar, clutching each other for support, in search of another bottle but neither trusted their legs to get them back up to the bedroom and they continued their sexual couplings on the couch and finally the carpet in the lounge. The morning sun woke them lying in each others arms on a rug in front of the fireplace.

Their hangovers had passed by the late afternoon when a disgruntled Friedrich returned home, but he soon noticed Kathi’s increased confidence and sexuality and the fact that she was sharing his mother’s bed at least once a week. The noises that he heard when she did so, all fuelled his fantasies as he masturbated in his own room.

For Kathi however, it was the beginning of three very exciting months as she learnt and then practiced the arts and skills of punishment and torture, again with the willing co-operation of Sable’s customers. At first, she attacked her victims with too much enthusiasm, sometimes succumbing to the same blinding anger that overtaken her when she had beaten Ella and Sable had to tell her to calm down.

“Not every customer wants his buttocks or back shredded to bloody ribbons”, she said. “Every one has different fantasies just as they have different thresholds of pain. Some have more guilt or darker secrets that need longer or harder punishments but for most it is a way of achieving a sexual satisfaction. They are not going to come back if they need first aid or have to go to hospital after every visit. Find out what the customer wants first, they are paying for it”.

Kathi moderated her violence after that but she still developed a reputation for delivering the hardest strokes and Sable was surprised to find that not only were some of her regulars requesting that Kathi punish them but new business was coming their way as word spread about the beautiful and cruel red headed novice.

The lessons in torture were just as successful and Sable was fascinated and slightly alarmed at the expression of pleasure on Kathi’s face as she slapped, punched pinched, turned screws on, inserted needles into, squeezed crocodiles clips on and violated rectums of writhing and screaming customers. Since most of them came back again and paid for more, Sable was not bothered but she did worry whether she should do more to help Kathi control her sadist streak, especially as she saw that her novice was actually experiencing an orgasm during some sessions. Sable eventually decided that, just as Kathi had learned to control her anger socially, so experience would calm her temper in the dungeon.

At the end of her first six months, Kathi was told that she had successfully passed the first stage of her novitiate and that, unless told to do so, wearing the harness and collar would now be optional for her and that, rather than a weekly wage, she would be receiving a percentage of Sables takings. She would still be required to perform her duties as a maid around the house and in the dungeon but her position no longer that of a slave. Scylla and Sybille came for a celebratory party which turned into a drunken orgy after the three boys had been put to bed and Kathi was able to participate this time with more expertise and without any inhibitions.

A month or so later, Sable let it be known discreetly that Kathi would now be available for her own sessions in the dungeon and within a few weeks her diary was regularly full and Sable barely experienced a fall off in custom for her self. Both were soon working hard and earning good incomes for their business.

Kathi was also experiencing a wider social life, still mixing with her circle of girlfriends but also being more welcoming to the attentions of young men and, provided that they met her exacting standards, allowing them to woo and to bed her. With Sable’s permission, she even brought them home to spend the night there, including Lembit who she still met and coupled with occasionally. To Kathi’s amusement, he worked his little boy charm on Sable, who virtually mothered him (although Kathi saw her slip him her business card the next morning) and overawed Friedrich, who recognized Lembit’s proficiency in the art that he wanted to master.

Before she really noticed it, Christmas was upon them and, although Kathi spent it in Essen with her parents, she hurried back to Dusseldorf for a riotous New Year’s party with the three mistresses; during which she allowed Friedrich one long wet lip crushing and tongue searching kiss at midnight. At the end of February 1932, after satisfying Sable that she was proficient enough to move on, Kathi packed her suitcases and waved goodbye to Sable and a heartbroken Friedrich from the taxi that was taking her to Cologne and six months in service with Scylla. 

Cologne was a far different city from Dusseldorf, with its railway and river connections bringing a frequently changing population and a more cosmopolitan society. Scylla’s business was thus also different from Sable’s; a quick turnover of men passing through Cologne whom Scylla had not seen for months or years would come for an hour’s beating, torture or humiliation and then be on their way again or locals wanting two or more short sessions in a week. These customers provided the bulk of Scylla’s income and she was quite happy, after watching Kathi at work for a week, to share it equally with the young novice. Her select clientele, although paying more, wanted longer and more intense sessions which could take up to two hours every day, more at the weekends, and Kathi soon realised that it was Scylla’s sexual allure more than her domination skills which attracted these customers. The bubbly little blonde would dress in the skimpiest or most erotic underwear and flirt with her victims while she tortured and humiliated them and Kathi found out that, with some, the promise of sexual satisfaction did not go unfulfilled.

Cologne, in contrast to Dusseldorf, also had a vibrant nightlife with clubs and bars catering for all sexual tastes and deviances and Scylla, a frequent attendee, met many of her customers in these venues. After her arrival, Kathi accompanied Scylla to most of them but soon began to ration her outings. Young as was, she found staying up all night, after a hard day’s domination and housework, exhausting and, despite the glamour, exciting atmosphere and attention she received; Kathi did not have the same urge for sexual encounters as Scylla. They had shared a bed for some nights after Kathi had moved in; indulging in some wild and erotic lesbian lovemaking but Kathi had refused to make threesomes or even foursomes with any of the men that Scylla brought or invited to her home. They didn’t argue over it but Kathi told Scylla that she was worried about her son Willi being left alone in the apartment at night when they were both out.

It was impossible not to like Willi with his tousled blonde hair that defied any effort to comb it, his long lashed twinkling dark eyes and his constant grin. When not working Scylla would wander about the apartment in her underwear or even naked, disdaining a housecoat like Sable wore, and it was a habit that Kathi found herself slipping into as well. Friedrich would have watched her with lust in his eyes but Willi’s looks were full of admiration for Kathi’s body and she felt no threat at all. Being Friedrich’s cousin, Kathi had no doubt that he masturbated in secret but, as far as she knew, his one real vice was stealing his mother’s cigarettes and smoking them out of the bathroom window. Even if Scylla knew, Kathi had no intention of mentioning it to her. But Kathi did insist that a boy, just turned twelve, should not be left on his own.  Further, there was so much business for her and Scylla that Kathi was struggling to do all the housework was well (not mentioning that Scylla had not lifted a finger to help since Kathi’s arrival) and that it was time that they hired a live in maid. To Kathi’s surprise, Scylla agreed immediately and a discreet enquiry was made with a local domestic employment agency. They decided be more open about their business when they met any applicants face to face and interviewed them together.

Sylwia was a thin faced Polish blonde with long slim legs which she crossed as she sat back in her chair after accepting a cigarette from Scylla. Her German was good, if a little blunt, as they found out when Scylla began explaining what she and Kathi did for a living.

“I don’t have to fuck anyone, right?”  Sylwia interrupted. Kathi blinked and Scylla coughed on her cigarette smoke. “The last place I worked”, Sylwia went on. “Everybody try to fuck me. Papa, Sons and even Mama try to get into bed with me. I quit when the dog put its muzzle up my skirt.”

Scylla was still incapable of speech and it was left to Kathi, desperately trying to keep a straight face, to explain what the duties of a maid involved. Apart from the usual housekeeping, which included the preparation, and serving of meals, and staying in to look after Willi, the maid was required to wear a uniform, answer the telephone, greet customers at the door, help undress and tie them up if necessary, pose provocatively and masturbate a clients penis in the dungeon if requested but only if she consented. Any tips she earned from that would be her own but, in no circumstances would sexual intercourse with a client be asked of her or permitted.

“We are not Prostitutes”, Kathi concluded. “Mistress Scylla and I might invite friends into our bedrooms but no payment takes place. We expect the same from you. You may entertain guests in your room but we will not condone your using our home as a whorehouse.”

“Good, then no fucking?” Sylwia replied. Kathi could only nod silently because she would have burst out laughing if she had tried to speak.

The two mistresses decided to give Willi the final word on whether Sylwia should be hired and, after he took to her immediately, she moved her battered brown suitcase into the last empty bedroom in the apartment. Within weeks, Sylwia made an impact on both the business and domestic life of her employers. Nervous at first with the numerous clients she soon found that most were more nervous than her and, while retaining a respectful manner, she was able to bully them from the moment that she opened the door. She particularly enjoyed making Germans and Russians wipe the soles of their shoes on the doormat and then instructed them to wait while she enquired if the Dom that they had come to see was ready for them. Her plain features were well offset by her long black stockinged legs and the pushed up bosom that her low cut maids dress revealed and she made sure that clients got a good view off both when she led them into the dungeon and ordered them to undress. She had no objections to posing while the client was being tortured nor to using her hands to masturbate their erect penises at the end of the session because it meant that extra Marks were tucked into her cleavage or stocking tops when she saw them off at the door. Not only was Sylwia putting plenty of money into her little cash box but she was able to send more home each month to her Mother in Poland.

She also proved to be a willing worker in the home, cleaning, washing, shopping, cooking (her meals were plain but plentiful) and looking after Willi; enabling the two Doms to pursue their social lives without worry. Kathi now felt able to accompany Scylla to the many bars, clubs and venues that Cologne’s night life offered for its citizens and visitors to indulge their dependencies and fantasies, drown their sorrows or forget their troubles. While both demonstrated their skills on many willing slaves to drum up business, Scylla afterwards took to the dance floor but Kathi would rather sit down with a drink and someone interesting to talk to. She found transvestites and transgenders fascinating and also, unlike Scylla, was not on the look out for a partner to share her bed for what remained of the night. Kathi found few of the men met her exacting criteria and, if she needed sexual relief, she got satisfaction from her own dildo or Scylla’s strap on. Although neither could replace the feeling of a man’s penis deep inside her, Kathi was not going to compromise her principles for sexual gratification.

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