Freedom and the Widow Part 6
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Freedom and the Widow Part 6
Victoria was so pleased to hear the Eric had no ties at home, and
lived within twenty-five miles of her; her wish to enslave him totally grew
stronger with each revelation, and Eric’s wish to be enslaved by her was
reinforced on hearing she was completely independent now, and owned a large
house which would need be maintained by a willing servant. The two were a
little tired when they appeared for breakfast the next day, Victoria having
taken great pleasure in face-sitting Eric several times during the night and
milking his eager cock as he pleasured her. Eric could not know that her
eagerness to do so was because she had not had the pleasure of controlling a
male’s orgasm that way before; she had told him a great deal, but had remained
economic with her information about her domineering experiences. Victoria had
taken particular pleasure in bringing Eric to the brink several times, as he
sniffed and licked her pussy and anus; only to deny him, and then treat both he
and herself in taking complete control over when he was allowed to shoot his
cream. She had thoroughly enjoyed having him beg, and then gained exquisite
pleasure in seeing the cream shoot from his rigid cock at her command.
Eric had followed his new mistress meekly down the stairs having
tended her needs in the shower and helped dress her; Victoria smiled with
satisfaction at his attentions, both were assuming their new roles so naturally,
and both receiving great pleasure from it. Eric’s cock was in an almost
continuous state of erection, and Victoria’s pussy tingled whenever she gave a
frequent command or signal to the male she now dominated. Victoria was
delighted to see all the males from the night before, all kneeling subserviently
before a bench seat where they had their breakfast and coffee; the women sat
centrally and in comfort. The women were equally delighted to see her and
anxious to hear of her first night’s service; she pointed Eric to his place of
servitude with the other males without saying a word. Eric went and knelt with
pleasure as he watched the woman who was now his mistress, join the other male’s
owners; from now on, even breakfast would give him an erection. Victoria’s
practiced stern look turned to a broad smile when out of view of the chastised
males; advertising to the circle of dominant women that her first night had been
a success. The taxi driver looked even more worn out than she; LeClerc, having
finished his coffee, now knelt naked by her command; his cock rigid as he
sniffed through the gusset of her panties which had been placed over his head by
her.
Cherie was delighted at his humiliation by the taxi Driver, who
had expressed her willingness to own the wretch on being made a member of the
circle. LeClerc would now face a thrashing before the assembled maids of the
household each time his new mistress had a bad day at work.
The women clasped their hands and wanted to know if Eric had been
completely obedient; they did not lower the tone of their voices, though Eric
was within obvious earshot; this added to his humiliation and was all part of
him learning his place. His cock swelled with the sweet sense of submission as
the women discussed how he’d been well and truly owned for the first time.
Wanda was particularly anxious to know of his circumstances back home.
“So he’ll be able to sell his house and put the money in your
bank account, for you to look after; you can make him beg for treats that way,
you’ll own him body, soul and financially! Oh, I’m so happy for you. When
we’re home again, I have a few friends to introduce you to who’ll give you a lot
of training tips for Eric; some are most exquisite, you’ll love it.” Eric
swallowed hard and his cock hardened too as he heard the women discuss how his
former life would be snuffed out as he inevitably submitted everything to his
dominant mistress; she would own him completely and he would willingly pander to
her slightest whim. His ass tingled with wanton submission as Victoria’s eyes
met his whilst her natural and rightful ownership of everything he once owned
was discussed.
The look he gave her was one of complete submission and total
agreement with all that had been decided for him by the women. Victoria’s pussy
soiled her fresh panties as she took in his look and generated her own response
of authority and finality over him; she basked in his willing defeat and would
have her asshole licked by the pool at the earliest opportunity.
Cherie looked at LeClerc as he snorted at the divine scent of his
new mistress’s pussy, and smiled as she saw the Taxi Driver, Nanette, look
eagerly at him, toying with a leash anxiously. She had stamped her authority on
him with the cane last night, and though tired, was eager to continue to show
him who was well and truly in control. Cherie smiled.
“I do so like to see raw enthusiasm for the cause of natural
feminine superiority. I take it you’ll be happy to accompany us all to
Dominique Martin’s party at Gassin on Saturday? She is always so happy to meet
new women who have come to their senses; of course, you don’t have to take
LeClerc along, we can always find someone more suitable.” The women sneered and
laughed as an audible whine was heard from behind the richly scented and now
thoroughly licked gusset. Nanette sneered too and pulled the leash tight
between her hands menacingly.
“Oh thank you Cherie, I should love to attend, but someone else
will have to show me if he’s worthy of my company.” Cherie smiled and passed
her a vicious cane from a conveniently placed umbrella stand.
“I can see how eager you are; perhaps you’d like to take Leclerc
out to the centre of the lawn and have him whine in earnest.” LeClerc’s cock
rose to rigidity as Nanette stood and pointed to her feet. He was there
immediately, willing and looking up at the sneering Nanette as she hastily
leashed him in her anxiety to cane him severely for his misdemeanour. The women
clapped as she strutted away across the patio round the poo to the lawn,
whipping the air with the vicious cane whilst LeClerc did his best to keep up on
all fours. Lola stood and smiled as she rang the service bell.
“I’ll summon the maids to come and watch; I know how he enjoys
being thrashed before an audience.” Victoria sipped nonchalantly at her coffee,
and then pointed to her feet with a wicked smile. Though he had dressed
casually for the day, Victoria had other ideas where witnessing punishment was
concerned. As he arrived at her feet she lifted her light skirt and held his
face to the crotch of her panties; Eric’s cock stiffened as he sniffed her
dominance.
“You’ll strip naked; I want to see your excitement at another
male’s punishment.” She smiled down as Eric duly obliged; the humiliation of
being naked before clothed women adding to his already visible excitement. He
basked in further submissive ecstasy as maids filed by, laughing at him and
making remarks about how pathetic his cock was.
As LeClerc was bent over a chair in the middle of the lawn in
front of the women, the giggling maids and the owned males on their knees,
Nanette brought the cane whistling down with the utmost malice. She smiled with
sublime satisfaction as the wretch yelled like a child as the red line blossomed
across his buttocks; the maids cheered and clapped with joy as LeClerc squirmed
and bleated through the panties. Nanette’s pussy bulged and tingled with
delight as she savoured thrashing a naked male before an audience of women for
the first time; she would stop her taxi in a quiet back road and masturbate
furiously on many occasions in the future, as she recalled the day’s events.
Eric’s cock was rigid as he knelt obediently beside Victoria and
wondered what it would feel like to have her administer punishment. Victoria
seemed to sense this and smiled down at him; her panties now sodden again.
“Oh, I shan’t thrash you today, but you’ll feel the cane from me
at some point. When punishment has been served and things have calmed down, I
shall allow you to lick my asshole again; the situation has made me so sticky.
You’ll enjoy that won’t you?” Eric’s cock pulsed and dribbled as he looked
first at his smiling mistress’s eyes, and then the gorgeous curve in her skirt.
He croaked out his undeniably happy response.
“Yes mistress, I would love to lick your asshole for you.”
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