Freedom and the Widow Part 7
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Freedom and the Widow Part 7
Eric had feared that the feeling of
being dominated would only be novelty and would wear off with the more time he
spent with Victoria; likewise, Victoria had also wondered if she would lapse
back into her old persona and simply become the 'little lady' again, but as the
days passed, both were consumed by their new roles in life and realised that
their lives had changed forever. Victoria now revelled in her superiority
automatically; Eric automatically obliged in ensuring that she knew that he knew
his place - cock and pussy both in a luxurious state of semi-arousal during
their co-operation throughout each day during what were formerly the most
mundane of tasks. Eric drove her to the plage like chauffer, tended and rubbed
in her sun lotion with throbbing cock; Victoria accepting his now slave like
attention, both conscious that onlookers were sensing that this was a
relationship where the woman was firmly in control and showing her natural
dominance. Both were now enjoying and relishing each opportunity to display
publicly this way, and though the sun of the south of France was exquisite, both
were looking excited by the prospect of returning home to express their new
roles there; Eric's cock stiffened at the thought of being leashed and
humiliated at home, Victoria could not wait to shock some of her staid friends
with her new dominant and liberated image; she was also relishing meeting new
friends through Wanda's 'circle', and parading Eric, suitably leashed and
dominated, before them.
The women chose their favourite leather outfits for the party at Gassin; Madame
Dominique Martin was known for her extreme dominance and the women were nicely
aroused even before they arrived, such was their anticipation, gained from prior
functions there. Eric's cock was rigid as he was led by his leash from the car
by a proudly dominant Victoria, after they had arrived at the grand house. The
smell of the women and their shiny and aromatic leather had ensured his cock was
stiff and dribbling. Equally, the ladies were moist and erotically charged as
they wondered what Dominique had in store for her new slave, Bernard; they knew
his humiliation would be sublime, and it would not belong before the severe
dominatrix tired of him, and would sell him off to a suitably stern and mature
woman in need of pampering.
Dominique was a superbly dominant and independent woman who processed males
whenever the whim aroused her; they were captured by her subliminally attractive
persona, hopelessly hooked by her, and then broken and defeated by her.
Dominique so loved to indulge her friends by inviting them - and their slaves -
to witness their complete and utter humiliation and domination; the submissive
male in question also benefitting from the delicious situation of being broken
before an audience. Cherie and Wanda had witnessed many delights there; even
ceremonial castrations, performed on willing submissive and totally broken
males, who were made to beg to have their balls removed, allowed to shoot their
cream one final and luxurious time, and then emasculated before an eager crowd
of women, who showed their complete satisfaction on seeing a once proud pair of
balls held aloft. The willing male, now free of the self-inflicted torture that
the raging testosterone created within his now removed sack, taken away by his
smiling mistress to begin a life of total servitude as a eunuch; he would now
watch impassively, but still humiliated as his mistress enjoyed sex with other
males; cleaning duties allowing him to enjoy the taste of his mistress and semen
he could no longer produce, spent by a grinning sire who would also add to his
perpetual humiliation.
Eric was led into a large central room, where Wanda introduced Victoria to an
array of deliciously superior women who gleefully commended her on 'coming out'
and realising her true position in life. They also smiled and sneered at the
kneeling Eric, gently whipping his erect cock as he knelt, naked except for the
leather harness which displayed his new life of bondage and submission to his
mistress; they were equally delighted to learn his story from his mistress, his
recognition of knowing his true place just as pleasing. A big auburn haired
woman licked her lips as she Eric's balls playfully with her leather crop; his
cock stiffened as she stepped close, offering her huge thighs close to his face
and allowing him a whiff of her excitement.
"You make sure you behave and serve your mistress well, else we'll see you back
here as a personal guest of Dominique's; Bernard won't be here for long after
all." Victoria smiled at the woman and then tugged at Eric's leash, as if to
reassure him that he would not be going anywhere without her in the foreseeable
future; she intended to own and enjoy him for a while yet. The women chatted as
though at a women's institute meeting, sat in a circle of tables surrounding a
central area; their respective male subordinates made to kneel in front of the
tables, facing the central area where the slave who faced the imitation from
Dominique would be displayed. The room was bedecked with huge mirrors in order
that all parties would not miss any part of the proceedings; the slave would
enjoy watching whatever treatment was dealt out, and would not escape it, short
of closing his eyes. The women applauded as Dominique made her entrance; Eric
noted how some of his fellow slave's cocks stiffened and bobbed visibly as the
supremely dominant woman made her entrance - some had witnessed her several
times before, and yearned to be owned by her, dreaming of being cruelly broken
and disposed of, some would indeed lose their balls to her in the future. Their
respective mistresses grinned down on their charges, knowing their thoughts and
enjoying the sublime tease they would now endure; some already had new males
lined up and would offer the existing ones up to Dominique at the end of the
evening, ensuring that the males overheard that they were being offered gratis,
being worthless and of no further use other than for group entertainment,
punishment, and perhaps public castration. But first they would witness Bernard
being broken.
Dominique looked magnificent; the delicious folds of her shapely mature body
wrapped tightly in shiny black latex, her bulging cunt exquisitely outlined in
the beautifully skin tight material, and unavailable at the moment, hidden
behind an inviting zip which would be undone when the aroused lips and sticky
asshole locked away by it were ready to be serviced. Bernard trailed behind her
on all fours, his face a look of bewilderment; he was learning fast that he was
not anything special in Dominique's life, but merely a tool in an episode of
it. Dominique had taken great delight in making him feel special, only to dash
his hopes with the truth which she had casually and cuttingly mentioned to him,
having taken him in and gained his confidence; breaking male's spirits this way
gave her an immense erotic thrill, she loved being cruel. Now Bernard would
realise his true destiny; a toy to be played with till she tired of him, his
face in complete shock as the wicked female led him before the crowd of eager
women. Despite his fear his cock jutted rigidly erect as he waddled on all
fours like a lamb to the slaughter, a huge dosage of Viagra ensuring he would
not fail to entertain his mistress and the crowd as he was put to good use. He
could not help but witness his own shame and excitement as his eyes met the many
reflections available to him. Behind him strutted two young debutant dominatrix,
beaming with pride and carrying canes, the two also clad in latex, but purple,
both mimicking their mentor in displaying bulging cunts which concealed their
feminine honey which would be sampled by the punished male when it was deemed he
had earned the privilege.
Dominique gained great pleasure in tutoring young ladies who openly displayed
their naturally dominant tendencies at an early age. They were indentured to
her at 18 and took up residence at the big house, coming from all over Europe;
she had six living there at the moment which was the capacity; there had been a
steady increase in recent years, so many females naturally assuming their
superiority these days. Dominique loved to indulge them, getting deep erotic
pleasure in seeing pert young females boss, h humiliate and punish males twice
their age with impunity; the relish with which the young dommes administered
their punishments confirmed the pleasure was mutual. The two she had chosen for
today's special task would not let her down. Dominique sat smiling in an open
chair, crossing her magnificent legs; her ample and elegant thighs displayed for
the pleasure of the on looking slaves, who like Eric, yearned to be allowed to
masturbate in honour of the supreme and erotically cruel woman; someone else
would be allowed this pleasure. The two sneering harpies had Bernard sit on a
padded bolster-like stool, which had him assume a semi-kneeling position, the
bolster separating his feet from his buttocks. The bewildered male looked to his
mistress as the two delectable latex-clad bitches strutted impatiently,
betraying their youthfulness. Dominique smiled with supreme pleasure and then
looked at Bernard with utter contempt.
"You will now masturbate whilst these two young ladies allow you the taste of
the cane for the first time this evening; I intend to break you completely for
the pleasure of our guests. You will give a good show of your cream each time
you come; I will not tolerate short measures." The crowd of women laughed
contemptuously as Bernard let out an audible whimper as the smiling latex-clad
girls flexed their canes and Dominique’s bulging cunt squirmed with arousal in
the heat of the latex as she pointed sternly to his cock. No sooner had he
begun to stroke his rigid cock, than the air was cut by the whoosh of the first
stroke of the cane. Bernard yelped yet maintained working his rock hard cock;
both he and Dominique appreciating the combined pleasure and pain; he first hand
as the two eager young dommes took turns in flexing their young muscles with
gusto, the stinging pain tempered by the smiling dominant vision before him, the
pleasure of stimulating his cock, and the divine humiliation of being thrashed
by two teenage dommes before an audience of women. Dominique's pussy buzzed in
the latex as she watched with great pleasure as the humiliated male grimaced
with pain and ecstasy as he began his journey to total defeat. Eric's balls
were ready to burst as he watched the two lithe figures stretch and shimmer in
the tight purple latex, their faces grinning demonically with abject pleasure as
they thrashed their victim. He could see clearly how they relished carrying out
the task before an audience, and the sight of their hot needy cunts in the
beautiful latex had him close to orgasm. Victoria was also hit by a fresh new
erotic tingle as she watched the three women subject the hapless male to the
divine torture; having seen several canings at Cherie's, she was beginning to
build an appetite for it, and the obvious pleasure on the faces of the young
ladies was so apparent as they inflicted the stinging pain with their rattans.
She looked down at Eric's bare back and ass with her pussy tingling in her
leather cat suit; he seemed to sense she was looking at him and turned to face
her, his cock oozing pre-cum at the divine thought of being caned by his
mistress. As the delectable sound of the cane rang in their ears, Victoria
smiled as the mutual thought passed between them.
"Yes Eric, I shall have the pleasure of disciplining you that way when we return
to Cherie's; you have interrupted my enjoyment of the show by distracting me,
and shall be punished." Eric's balls tingled as he humbly returned his
attentions to Bernard's degradation, Victoria smiled at her own innovation in
justifying her indulgence with the cane; the grey life she had known before was
fast becoming a distant memory.
No sooner had they returned their attentions to the main attraction, when
applause and contemptuous laughter rang out from the watching crowd of dominant
women; Bernard had succumbed to the taunting latex-clad vision before him, and
the delectable stinging pain of the youthful punishers behind him. The women's
derision greatly enhanced his lush and humiliating orgasm as he spurted hot
semen in generous quantities. The young ladies in the tight purple latex had
been relentless with the strokes of their canes on seeing the first sight of
their quarry's cream, and applied their rattans with utmost vigour in whipping
the last drop from him; their broad smiles as much to do with relief as their
bodies squirmed within the hot latex, both aroused pussies close to orgasm with
the delicious stimulation. Those pussies would have to wait their turn though;
as Dominique smiled with satisfaction on watching her latest toy caned to a
humiliating orgasm, she now felt in need of attention herself. Through tearful
eyes, his cock temporarily limp and spent, Bernard watched as his spiteful
mistress slowly unzipped the crotch of her latex outfit. His cock was already
beginning to rise again as he eyed the inviting lips of his mistress's hot cunt
and sweaty asshole. She sneered at the feeble male and simply beckoned his
approach with her finger; he duly obliged and his cock completed its revival on
his nose appreciating the rich scent of his mistress. The show would now
continue.
This story is authored by Midsummer Man, please send comments and appreciation to Midsummer Man