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Every day, Michaela read reports from her slaves and issued instructions via email. She dedicated an hour each day to her pay slaves. She read every report and made notes in a sort of ledger that listed her entire stable of slaves and tracked everything—including the report and photos from slave jan53.
She viewed the photos and saw herself at Aerdenhout station and on the train with slave Peter. He had also taken some photos of Peter at the station and of their car; the license plate was clearly legible in the shot, and the Mistress was pleased. She also saw the email from Peter, in which he begged her to accept him as her slave.
She replied, instructing him to report to the station in Haarlem at 10:00 a.m. on Saturday, where he would be picked up by one of the Mistress’s servants. Afterward, she answered a few more emails and pulled the servant’s bell-pull. Instead of Herman, the gardener appeared; she ordered him to release the slave from the dungeon, have him get dressed, and then send him to the living room.
Michaela took her seat on the throne in the reception room to await Notary Henk; after a ten-minute wait, he knocked on the door and was admitted. He was wearing Herman’s work clothes—Herman was roughly his size—and, at the Mistress’s direction, he sat on a low slave’s stool in front of her throne.
This forced him to look up at his Mistress, though he was careful to avoid making eye contact. She handed him the letter she had received from Hannelore—a letter from her lawyer—and instructed him to read it aloud. The letter stated that Hannelore was going to divorce him and that he needed to draft a settlement agreement; Hannelore would let him know later what needed to be included, though he could go ahead and draft the general sections.
After reminding Henk once again that she was now 50% owner and Mistress of him, she required him to explain his entire financial situation and the implications of a divorce. Henk spoke for about an hour, and it boiled down to this: he and Hannelore were married under a community-of-property regime; they owned a home with a mortgage far below the property’s value, as well as a practice he had inherited from his father.
The practice—which was actually a large townhouse where he lived—was mortgage-free. Hannelore lived in the other house, where she also ran her practice. There were also shares and pension schemes—all very technical matters. What mattered to Mistress Michaela was identifying the advantages and disadvantages for herself.
The question was whether the forced exchange was a desperate move by Hannelore or a masterstroke. She had lost Johan, certainly, but Johan’s house was in her name, so that was a gain; she had retained the notary as a contact and even held partial ownership of him—something that would naturally become full ownership after the divorce—yet Hannelore still wanted to maintain a grip on Henk during the settlement discussions.
Michaela’s interest lay in ensuring Hannelore received as little as possible from the division of assets; this would only be possible if Henk transferred his assets into her name—which, once again, required a notary. He could draft the divorce settlement himself and have a notary friend execute it.
There was nothing wrong with that. Michaela would introduce that boyfriend to Hannelore; in doing so, she would immediately neutralize Hannelore’s lawyer. Another question was the extent of the loyalty he still felt toward his Mistress Hannelore/Helga. Knowing he was devoted to her, Michaela decided to ask whether he still regarded Helga as his Mistress and whether he was willing to serve her—Mistress Michaela—unconditionally.Henk humbly declared that he wished to serve her unconditionally, though he remained, in part, a slave to Mistress Hannelore.
This sufficed for Michaela. She ordered Henk to draft an agreement and find a notary; she would then contact Hannelore herself. Afterward, she dismissed Henk to return to work. From then on, he was required to report to her every day at 5:00 PM, immediately after closing his office.
Michaela also resolved to place one of her own slaves in Henk’s office to monitor whether he was adhering to his new Mistress’s strict guidelines.Hannelore struggled with alcohol and drug abuse; while the marijuana wasn’t a major issue, the alcohol and cocaine were—they made her extremely aggressive. In principle, she had a thriving practice and a wealthy husband with a successful business.
Her husband had been very accommodating, granting her access to Haarlem’s upper-crust social circles. However, her drinking frequently caused her to miss appointments—and the income that came with them. Her behavior at receptions—specifically her excessive drinking—led to fewer invitations to such events, which in turn harmed Henk’s practice.Furthermore, Hannelore lacked discretion.
She would occasionally run into clients at these high-society receptions—people she could normally dominate with great subtlety. They would eagerly rush to fetch her drinks, hang up or retrieve her coat, and so forth. But on one occasion, after she had had too much to drink and one of her attendants spilled a little wine, she addressed him in German—and a bit too loudly: “Slave, your mistress wants to whip you this very evening.” No one really noticed—or perhaps they only registered the raised voice speaking German—but the victim naturally felt embarrassed and afraid that his wife and others might have caught wind of it.
Eventually, Hannelore realized she was being increasingly ignored, especially by the ladies. For a woman well into her forties, Hannelore looked very well; she was very slender and always wore very short skirts and stiletto pumps. In her pumps, she stood 183 cm tall. She had short blonde hair and steel-blue eyes. Her behavior was provocative, to say the least, and often brazen—such as visiting the dentist in a tiny pleated skirt and no panties.
The dentist didn’t know where to look, yet she was simply allowed to return. The next time, his assistant wasn’t there. On that occasion, Hannelore had the dentist go down on her in the treatment chair; ever since, she has been serviced by him outside of office hours. As a Mistress, she was unrivaled.
Her sadism and lack of conscience enabled her to inflict the most gruesome forms of torture, attracting a unique clientele: men who wanted to be tortured in such ways and men who wanted to witness it. However, the latter had landed her in trouble, prompting her to disappear from the scene for a while and cover her tracks.This Hannelore kicked her new slave down the stairs—painful for Johan, certainly, but nothing compared to what lay in store for him. Mistress Hannelore addressed her slaves in German, a language he didn’t understand very well. By the time she finally took him home, however, he understood a great deal more.