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She had always been very rough with him, the big woman, but this morning was exceptional, and different. She had come home late from her usual soiree with other local mistresses and had whipped him mercilessly for no apparent reason; she had woken him during the early hours several times, tormented him and had her arse licked while she applied her dildo or had him lick her till she grunted out yet another orgasm, before serving him with cane or whip. Now morning was here she face sat him; her huge and sweaty arse engulfing his face; why was she so insatiable? He could not remember the last time she had wanted it first thing, and she had kept his cock caged all night. The smell of her huge arse and moist pussy drove him mad; he so wanted to come. The sweaty bed linen made his arse sting where she had applied cane and whip, adding to the eroticism of his submissive nature. At last she groaned in ecstasy; he awaited another caning, but she simply applied his leash and dragged him, naked to the door.
Being walked naked through the sun-baked streets on a leash was nothing new to him- he had suffered this humiliation many times- but he was usually told where he was going, and this as all so abrupt. The big woman was also very stern this morning, whipping him at every opportunity, should he stumble or not move fast enough. Where was he being taken? He could only surmise as he was whipped through the familiar whitewashed streets and squares of the old town in the blazing morning sunshine. His cock bulged with anticipation, as the palatial marble fortress home of Madam Ella came into sight; the big woman whipped him for good measure when she noted his realisation of his destination, making bystanders push themselves flat against nearby walls, lest they should taste the whip by accident. He love to service mistress Ella; she was one of the mistress’s he had been farmed out to on prior occasions, but he was usually made quite aware of a booking, and he was sure he was due to be with an African goddess of a dominatrix in a couple of days hence.
Ella was an exquisite and very rich dominatrix, who owned quite a large slavery empire. The massive marble building held many complexes and courtyards, harem girls and slaves were trained, marketed and sold by her. He knew he would never be sold to her by the big woman, as his bookings were a great source of income to her, so why was he being brought here and why was she being so mean? As the lash bit into his back once more, sending the beads of sweat into a spray, he was brought back from his dreaming as they entered the huge building. Two huge eunuchs escorted the pair through two courtyards, and he looked up as they passed through the second, to where he had been taken before. There he saw the beautiful Ella peering down with a wicked smile from her luxurious quarters above, as the two approached the stairs which would take them to her. The glorious Ella had descended one flight to meet us, as was her want. My cock bulged and yearned for release as she led the way back up to her lair, careful to allow me a full view of her beautifully sumptuous arse, thighs and long legs; clad in tight black silky leggings and golden heeled slippers, short whip in hand, her feminine scent making my cock ache as it swelled to bursting in the cruel cage.
I was made to kneel in a corner, prompted by a final lash from the big woman. Ella sneered wickedly at me; I loved being on my knees to her, and hoped I’d be allowed to please that arse with my tongue. The fat woman spoke to her.
“It’s a deal then; you’ll cancel the entire debt? I take it you’ll honour the appointments made?” Ella moved elegantly toward me smiling contentedly, with a collar in her hand as the big woman spoke, before replying.
“Oh yes, and you shall have the income from his bookings for the next year, so that you may find a replacement. Poker can be such a cruel game!” I gulped in disbelief as Ella stepped right up to me, toying with my hair as she allowed me to sniff at her womanhood; the distinct scent of her arousal was all too apparent, my manhood dribbling pre-cum in its confinement. I had been won at cards!
Ella removed my worn and beaten collar; she buckled the new one about my neck, pulling it tight. I was hers now. The big woman thanked her for her generosity and tossed the key to my cage to Ella, then walked out without giving me a further glance. Ella looked down at me, let me take in the divine scent of her pussy, then turned and bent over slightly, pushing her delicious rounded cheeks into my face.
“You have a nice sniff of your new mistress. Would you like to taste her too?” I was in heaven as she giggled and wiggled her sweet bottom in my face, the tart tang of her hot anus blending sweetly with the perfume of her aroused womanhood.
“Yes Mistress!” I blurted out as my nose slipped into the silk clad cleft of her buttocks. She walked slowly away leaving me on my knees, toward a huge bed with four marble pillars; it seemed to take her an eternity to get there, allowing me a view of each sway of her beautiful arse. She turned and cracked the air with her short whip in typically dominant fashion, making my cock pulse. Smiling at me, she pulled the cord which held her leggings; they dropped to the floor revealing her sumptuous thighs and shaven pussy. She then sat slowly on the end of the bed, drew her legs slowly up, and displayed her most inviting anus and pussy. My heart pounded as she smiled at me from between her graceful legs, teasing me with the view for what seemed a further eternity.
“Come here and serve your new Mistress!” I had never heard such a welcome command; I did not know it yet, but this was to be the first ecstasy of many I would experience in my new life. I hurried to my mistress and knelt with my head between her legs…
Being walked naked through the sun-baked streets on a leash was nothing new to him- he had suffered this humiliation many times- but he was usually told where he was going, and this as all so abrupt. The big woman was also very stern this morning, whipping him at every opportunity, should he stumble or not move fast enough. Where was he being taken? He could only surmise as he was whipped through the familiar whitewashed streets and squares of the old town in the blazing morning sunshine. His cock bulged with anticipation, as the palatial marble fortress home of Madam Ella came into sight; the big woman whipped him for good measure when she noted his realisation of his destination, making bystanders push themselves flat against nearby walls, lest they should taste the whip by accident. He love to service mistress Ella; she was one of the mistress’s he had been farmed out to on prior occasions, but he was usually made quite aware of a booking, and he was sure he was due to be with an African goddess of a dominatrix in a couple of days hence.
Ella was an exquisite and very rich dominatrix, who owned quite a large slavery empire. The massive marble building held many complexes and courtyards, harem girls and slaves were trained, marketed and sold by her. He knew he would never be sold to her by the big woman, as his bookings were a great source of income to her, so why was he being brought here and why was she being so mean? As the lash bit into his back once more, sending the beads of sweat into a spray, he was brought back from his dreaming as they entered the huge building. Two huge eunuchs escorted the pair through two courtyards, and he looked up as they passed through the second, to where he had been taken before. There he saw the beautiful Ella peering down with a wicked smile from her luxurious quarters above, as the two approached the stairs which would take them to her. The glorious Ella had descended one flight to meet us, as was her want. My cock bulged and yearned for release as she led the way back up to her lair, careful to allow me a full view of her beautifully sumptuous arse, thighs and long legs; clad in tight black silky leggings and golden heeled slippers, short whip in hand, her feminine scent making my cock ache as it swelled to bursting in the cruel cage.
I was made to kneel in a corner, prompted by a final lash from the big woman. Ella sneered wickedly at me; I loved being on my knees to her, and hoped I’d be allowed to please that arse with my tongue. The fat woman spoke to her.
“It’s a deal then; you’ll cancel the entire debt? I take it you’ll honour the appointments made?” Ella moved elegantly toward me smiling contentedly, with a collar in her hand as the big woman spoke, before replying.
“Oh yes, and you shall have the income from his bookings for the next year, so that you may find a replacement. Poker can be such a cruel game!” I gulped in disbelief as Ella stepped right up to me, toying with my hair as she allowed me to sniff at her womanhood; the distinct scent of her arousal was all too apparent, my manhood dribbling pre-cum in its confinement. I had been won at cards!
Ella removed my worn and beaten collar; she buckled the new one about my neck, pulling it tight. I was hers now. The big woman thanked her for her generosity and tossed the key to my cage to Ella, then walked out without giving me a further glance. Ella looked down at me, let me take in the divine scent of her pussy, then turned and bent over slightly, pushing her delicious rounded cheeks into my face.
“You have a nice sniff of your new mistress. Would you like to taste her too?” I was in heaven as she giggled and wiggled her sweet bottom in my face, the tart tang of her hot anus blending sweetly with the perfume of her aroused womanhood.
“Yes Mistress!” I blurted out as my nose slipped into the silk clad cleft of her buttocks. She walked slowly away leaving me on my knees, toward a huge bed with four marble pillars; it seemed to take her an eternity to get there, allowing me a view of each sway of her beautiful arse. She turned and cracked the air with her short whip in typically dominant fashion, making my cock pulse. Smiling at me, she pulled the cord which held her leggings; they dropped to the floor revealing her sumptuous thighs and shaven pussy. She then sat slowly on the end of the bed, drew her legs slowly up, and displayed her most inviting anus and pussy. My heart pounded as she smiled at me from between her graceful legs, teasing me with the view for what seemed a further eternity.
“Come here and serve your new Mistress!” I had never heard such a welcome command; I did not know it yet, but this was to be the first ecstasy of many I would experience in my new life. I hurried to my mistress and knelt with my head between her legs…
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