"The universe is kind to you," whispered Sultana Aisha to me as Mistress Iris chose me as the subject for her little rope exercises. Earlier, I had the privilege of assisting Sultana Aisha with her hair and, in a heart-stopping moment, zipping up her enchanting evening gown. Now, the universe, in the form of Mistress Iris, approached me, binding my torso in no time so that I couldn't move my arms or legs. She then laid me in the antique bathtub in the middle of the bathroom, setting me up for my true purpose: serving as the background for the photo session with the two stunning ladies, Sultana Aisha and Mistress Iris.
 
My Mistress, Madama Abigail Abton, had graciously chosen me to accompany her to Sultana Aisha's legendary Harem Event. The event took place in a beautiful old villa in Zurich. Each room was exquisitely furnished, illuminated by old crystal chandeliers, with well-kept parquet floors creaking underfoot and numerous antique mirrors casting reflections that played with the space, light, and laughter on every face that looked into them.
 
Once freed from the ropes, I was able to fulfill my true calling at this grand event: serving. Sultana Aisha gathered me and the other subs into the salon, where all the Mistresses, Ladies, Queens, and my Madame had already gathered. It was an incredible moment to see these goddesses of dominance assembled in one room with my own eyes. Do you remember the feeling the first time you saw a rainbow, a turquoise sea, a sunrise, or the vast blue sky? That's exactly how I felt at the sight of these unattainable Mistresses in one room. I would have willingly agreed to stop time right then and there.
 
Afterward, the subs pampered the ladies, bringing them chairs, plates full of delicacies, and glasses filled with champagne or wine, then lying down under the table to caress the delicate feet of the queens. The evening officially began and continued with two wonderful performances that Sultana Aisha had organized for her guests. First, a fantastic belly dancer performed, whose movements invited the guests to clap and dance along. Many of the ladies felt the oriental rhythm and the exhilarating atmosphere, giving themselves over to the moment on the dance floor. The subs knelt around the goddesses on the floor, manifesting the special status of the Mistresses—a highlight of the evening.
 
Another highlight followed shortly: what a performance by Miss Vivienne Veinne! In a dreamlike costume, she freed herself from all restraints in a goosebump-inducing dance, transforming into the magnificent and powerful femme fatale that she is. The ladies in the audience were thrilled, and the subs were utterly entranced, so intense and magical was this dance. If not for the risqué part of the evening yet to come, this would have already been a fitting climax. The guests had been treated to a feast for the eyes and ears—a dreamy start to the evening.
The gathering—by this time, the ladies had shed their evening attire in favor of revealing outfits in latex, rubber, or leather—began to disperse throughout the house, with various rooms coming to life according to the preferences of the Mistresses. The queens carefully selected their play styles and toys; it was a delightful whirlwind. As a sub, I was able to be a part of these games everywhere, sometimes as a silent observer, sometimes as an active participant. Through these different perspectives, I learned the many facets of the ladies: their manual skill, their sense of timing, their untouchability, their dominance, their goal orientation, their ruthlessness, their joy in play, their strictness, their place in society, and so on. This firework of sensations and observations seemed endless, as countless impressions found their way through my eyes into my consciousness. It was an unforgettable experience to be part of this fantastic gathering, and I thank my unique and wonderful Mistress, Madama Abigail Abton, for choosing me as her companion for this exceptional event. Special thanks, of course, go to the magnificent Sultana Aisha, who organized and choreographed the evening. Rarely have I encountered a more generous and wise hostess. Indeed, shortly after midnight, I, too, could say, "The universe has truly been kind to you, my dear."
 
Slave of Madama Abigail Abton