More pictures from this year’s party.
The Parade
A mark of Anne-Marie’s success is that the Paris Castle always has more girls available than it has capacity for. Anne-Marie is able to choose only those of the highest standard.
Members who present girls are often not well pleased if those girls are not found worthy of The Castle. Stories on this site notwithstanding, to get a young woman to the point where she will allow herself to be offered up to The Castle’s harsh and degrading regime typically takes significant effort, and this effort, combined with the character of the sort of men who become Members, can make for strong resentments.
To assuage such feelings, The Castle offers, twice a year (at New year, and at the Garden Party), a Parade.
Picture: The Parade
This is, in effect, a little beauty pageant. The winner (and sometimes one or two runners-up, depending upon the current state of the stable), will not leave The Castle until ten days have passed, will not leave unmarked, will not leave without having been radically altered in her understanding of herself and her postion in the world.
Even those who are not so selected may receive offers from representatives of other institutions, or from freelance trainers. These girls (or their sponsors) will decide whether they will leave the party with a stranger, knowing that that stranger has expertise in the art of breaking young women’s self-esteem, in depriving them of their belief that they have human rights, that they deserve freedom, or even control over their own bodies.
17 and 23
There is no ‘bottom’ to being a slave.
These two, the jewels in the crown of the Florida Castle, transported to France on the private jet of the ageing glam-metal guitarist who owns them, boxed into flight-cases as if they were guitars, had been incredibly excited at the idea of being presented at the Paris Castle party. Frightened and nervous, too, of course, as slavegirls must expect to be, but still, taken to Paris to be exhibited!
But as soon as they, dressed up in their finery, adorned with new and striking body jewellery, had been led from the horse box in which they had been delivered, then leashed and made to trot across the gravel - in perfect step, pony-girl style; as soon as they had seen the pretty, elegant dresses of the French slavegirls, their eager hopes had been cruelly crushed.
Next to these sophisticated, elegant girls in their gauzy finery, they cringed inside; knew that they could not help but be regarded as mere animals, by comparison to these glamorously seductive tender sylphs.
And indeed, after one look, Anne-Marie had instructed that they were to be kept on display for the duration of the party - highly visible, but not permitted to mingle.
Picture: The Florida girls
She had smiled, faintly, at the old rocker, in his tee short and jeans and motorcycle boots, thanked him in a colourless tone, and suggested that he might like to visit the dungeon, where those girls who had failed to meet their targets were stationed (these unfortunates were denied the pleasures of the garden party; there were always some Members who ignored the whole affair, and just wanted a pretty to torture).
Compared to being whipped with the ‘gatorhide bullwhip, compared to being gang-banged by the Buccaneers defensive squad after a trophy game, 17 and 23 were not suffering physically. But for both of them, the experience of being considered beneath the notice of the Paris Castle was a new and awful form of anguish, only partially relieved by bouts of drunken fucking, up against the rough stone wall.
Golden Collar
Picture: Golden Collar girl
The other contest whose resolution is the Garden Party is the one for the Golden Collar. The whole thing is arranged as a fundraiser, for charity, of course, the funds going to one or more of the ‘sister-houses’ where some ex Castle Toys end up (read more about these in Liana at The Castle, Pt2)
Golden Collar is not held every year, but only when a Member (or consortium of Members) decides to provide the funds to buy the Golden Collar from whomever presently owns it.
Even then, at least two girls must choose to compete (although, of course, choosing anything for a Castle Toy is never a real choice; girls whom Anne-Marie does not wish to compete will find themselves going off the idea, and occasionally girls who are strongly certain that they do not wish to try for the collar will, over the course of a week or two, find that they have changed their mind).
The competition is stark in its simplicity. Girls have three weeks to collect ‘doses’ and ‘dose points’.
Doses, of course, are gifts of semen into a girl’s body, from a Member or a guest (a spray on the face counts for nothing, unless the girl manages to catch a sufficient portion into her mouth).
Doses are either acknowledged by members, or by at least two other girls. Score is kept in the simplest possible manner, through marks on the girl’s body, usually on her ass, although there are members who prefer the face, or the belly, immediately above the sex. All over The Castle, you will find small lidded pots with ancient, dark-stained Japanese-style calligraphy paintbrushes in them (some Members become quite artistic with their marks, others veer towards shaming crudity, most just make a mark; the girls have their own tradition of painting one of three types of ‘hole’ - a circle for a dose in the ass, a tall oval for the pussy, and a flat ellipse or ‘kissy lips’ for the mouth).
The black ink in the pots is fast drying on contact with human skin, and indelible, except that it can be rendered colourless through application of an organic acid, such as lemon juice or vinegar. A girl’s score from the previous twenty four hours is recorded each morning before cleansing.
The real business of the Golden Collar, though, revolves around the ‘Dose points’. Girls accrue dose points through meeting challenges. Members or guests may propose challenges to girls, offering one or more points. Points are expensive - €120 this year - Members have to pay for them before a challenge can be registered; only registered challenges can result in dose points.
Single point challenges are mostly unremarkable, or silly - a pretty striptease or dance, a particularly long and deep blowjob, or a ‘making-out’ kiss and sexy cuddle with another girl, but challenges can become deep and dark when many points are offered.
Certain challenges have become part of Castle folk-history - the girl who made it through twelve hours during which there were always at least two cocks in her; the girl who had achieved orgasm while three tattooists worked on her, one putting a butterfly across her sex, the other two etching floral designs into her areolae; the (almost certainly apocryphal) tale of the girl who had performed oral sex on a gorilla ‘borrowed’ from the Parc Zoologique.
A more typical ‘heavy’ challenge is for a girl to offer herself up for a signifiant pain ordeal in the dungeon, committing herself to earn a number of ordinary doses while she is suffering. A popular challenge is for a girl to give oral sex while being stretched on the rack, or being subjected to electrical shocks or thrashings at her sex. These are, of course, real challenges, since Members trusting their cocks to a girl being tortured so need to know that she is capable of immense control. Even if a ring or other device is used to ensure that no reflex action could result in a painful bite, a girl needs to be able to deliver careful and skilful treatment in order to entice enough members to reach her target.
The winner of the contest (typically only two girls are involved, although one famous year there were four) receives the golden collar and a special dress towards the end of the garden party.
Picture: Golden Collar girl
She is allowed to enjoy her victory for an hour or two, before being ritually stripped and make to show herself around, naked but for the collar.
After that, she is given to those who provided the collar, who are expected to use her thoroughly, but not subject her to real pain or shame.
Picture: Golden Collar, stripped
She will wear the collar for three months, during which she is neither whipped, nor serves in the dungeon or as a maid, nor has to meet any quota. For those three months, it is the girl - known during this period as Golden Collar, who selects the Members she desires to have sex with, and how (Members, of course, cannot be commanded by a girl, but many seem to find the role reversal entertaining). When the three months are up, there is an event, at which two things happen.
First the loser of the contest is branded; a special brand, achieved with a long bar, heated along its length. This is ‘rolled’ around the girl’s neck, the man wielding it walking right round her, holding it level, to produce a circular brand, the girl then offered to the assembled crowd, used again and again - a branding reliably rousing a sort of frenzy in some of the members.
Second, the collar is sold at auction. Funds from this auction, and from the purchase of dose points, are then delivered to the selected charity.
The experiences of winner and loser contrast; Golden Collar has a special three months, but the jealousy this engenders tends to result in bad treatment from the other girls, once her ‘reign’ is over. The loser of course suffers terribly, the brand around their neck in theory a permanent collar, but in reality, the burn is very carefully applied, and not at all deep; it tends to heal well and then fade, leaving only a faint, silvery ring; these silver rings are seen as a badge of honour among the Castle fillies, such girls having some permanent aura about them.
Picture: Golden Collar girl
