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Ascent to Beauty: Conclusion By latexslut Desiree gloated in the sudden silence, as the warbling, pounding music-noise faded and people stood like statues, they eyes turned gazing up to her on stage. In adoration, she thought. Her attention on her disciples - they are my disciples, would be, if not for Chantel - was shifted as above, Leslie began to scream and totter down the stairs. "You bitch!" Leslie screamed, storming down. "You get your evil ass right out of here!" Her voice carried shrill, and Desiree turned to one of her gunmen, calmly raised one hand, pointed towards Leslie with two fingers. The leather cloaked man, nodded, and quick as lightning, holstered one gun, and brought out another, aimed and fired. Chantel lost her composure and screamed. "No! Not Le Les!" The dart flew straight, hit Leslie in her left breast. Desiree hadn't hired dummies with Mike's money. They were experts and knew what they were about. Leslie shrieked, turned back to Chantel, eyes showing sorrow, and slowly slumped onto the landing of the stairs. "You see, Chantel," Desiree said, smiling deliriously, this was so delicious, "I have darts and I have bullets. What I use, will be your choice. I am not here to kill people. I am here to wipe that arrogant smile off your face. You cow." Chantel was literally speechless, standing there, trembling in rage. She was furious for this invasion of Her Realm, angry at her lack of foresight. Rage for the invasion and fierce anger at herself, for letting slip the need, always, to protect oneself from all the angles. All the points of attack. "And now," Desiree's eyes had slipped over to the Cum Pit. "I see you are a hypocrite. My slut in your cum pit. And you put me in jail. Jail! Fucking Jail, because I wanted to use what I hired you to train! For so much less than this!" Desiree brought her voice calm with an effort. The microphone had squalled at that last outburst. Her mind had skipped a loop and she knew it, but it was best not to let it show. She was at a different level now. She was a Goddess to men and women and sissies. And they were hers to make sacrifice. But her peons didn't realize that yet; Desiree knew that at least. She was pleased by the silence. They were in awe of her. They were waiting for her next words. So she said them and was pleasantly surprised by the reaction, even as she signalled with her hand four spread fingers to the same gunman, and then over the crowd. "Put her, the cow, in the cumpit with her lover." The crowd of several hundred shifted. There was a drawing of lines. Desiree saw it clearly. There were those that were loyal to Chantal, for favours past and kindness given. And there were the brutes and bitches and others who had paid Chantal for spectacle before, and now wanted more. Chantal saw it too. Her mind fell into a flurry of panic. Desiree was right! I used slut exactly as I didn't let Desiree. I was a fool, and now I have been invaded and now, now, the unthinkable. The absolute horror. It showed on her twitching face and she became paralysed in panic. The melee began, but it was brief. Chantal's loyalists were darted even before they could protect, and men, large men, clambered up the steel stairway to take Chantal. To the cumpit. "I am not stupid, cow," proclaimed Desiree, as they dragged Chantal's paralysed body down the stairs. "It's all begun to make sense to me. You are fectophopic. You love men! And kinks, but hate, fear, sperm and cum. You toy with it; I see your creation here, and your sissies. But having cum on you, or in you would make you claw your eyes out. Let's see." And Desiree broke into a crazed cackle of laughter. ... Slut saw the mob throw his Mistress Chantal high over the rails of the cumpit. Down she fell and landed with a smack in the muck of cum. Mistress Chantal's paralysis was instantly broken and she began to scream, long loud anguished cries of sheer terror. She rolled over in the cum, tried to get up, dazedly, fell and screamed more. Slut thought that Mistress Chantal might break a lung screaming like that. Slut wanted to help. (S)he wanted to say something but his mouth was so dry and salty. (S)he crawled over towards Mistress Chantal, but She was mewling wildly... ... Dianna began to realize something was wrong. The cocks in her hand and mouth and pussy were gone, and the incredibly excellent music had stopped. Now instead, there was boring talk from the microphone and she could hear Chantal screaming. She knew she wasn't the smartest roof in the basement, but instinct now, was screaming at her to lay low. Silently, with a lithe grace of movement, like the gymnast she had once been, she unlocked her legs from the bars and slid off down into the Cum Pit, and slithered out of sight line, in the corner, waiting and wincing to the wild movements and shrill screams of Mistress Chantal before her. ... Kimba sensed immediately what was wrong. She felt it in her bones. She had known this before, from the ex-wife, before Mistress Chantal had rescued her. She stopped her foreplay sucking in a heartbeat, received a blow on her skull and used that to play dead on the floor of the Cum Pit, laying there silently, listening. From what she could hear, the situation was steadily worsening, and there was nothing, nothing! She could do. Not now, not yet. She lay there silent, watching. Waiting. ... Desiree was on the stage, barely able to stand, enjoying yet another orgasm at the power she held, and the dominance she was displaying, and humiliation of "Mistress Chantal". She had come so many times that it was almost all she wanted to do, except punish painfully "cow Chantal" and her slut betrayer, Henrietta, Chantal's calfling. She had paid her gunman, and given herself to them, willingly, over and over again. But always on top, and always with a hand on their ears, telling them that She was in charge. The crowd had grown silent, awestruck. A few of the more brutish were pumping wildly at the scene of Chantal's hysterics, but most had simply become hushed. Desiree decided that now would be a good time to be leaving, before the mood of the crowd changed and before the cops came. She motioned again to her favourite gunman. He fired a bullet into the twirling glittering glowball and the people before her, her peons, scattered. Desiree turned to the other gunmen. "Put those two in the van. It's time to go." ... Now they were in the van, but actually was an RV. In the front, driving, were two of the gunmen, with their cabin dark. The opening did not let too much light in, which was good for them, for the sleet was falling and they were driving fast. Occasionally, the wind whipped against the frame, rocking it. Chantal was in the back, bound by wrist and leg, and gagged. The gunmen had had to, for in her hysterics, she had practically pummelled any one who got close to her. All of the gunmen carried bruises from carrying her to here. Now Chantal's eyes were rolling, almost catatonic. Henrietta was kneeling before Desiree, her favourite gunmen next to her, reclining easily, sleepily. It had been a hard night. Exciting and fast and pleasurable, but he was tired, and sipping a drink. Desiree was laying back, legs splayed, looking dreamy as the RV roared down the interstate. Now she began to talk, a little spittle running down her mouth, in a voice so soft, it carried venomous evil. "Slut, do you know what I'm going to do with Chantal? Your cow?" Slut shook her head, fearing the worst; feeling trapped, by the light, the movement, the hopelessness. "I'm going to put the cow into a crystal coffin, fill it with cum, put in a breathing tube and listen to her scream. Do you like that, slut?" Slut shook her head, weeping. "Wrong answer, slut," Desiree whispered to her husband. "You will get to hear her scream every night. Every night." Slut barked a cry of despair. "And do you know what I am going to do with you?" Desiree said, her windy voice rising a bit. Slut shook her head again. "I'm going to tattoo you. Everywhere. Big letters and little, all over your body, your face, your head. I'm going to rip off your fingernails and tattoo you there. You won't be able to go out, except in a latex mask, if I ever to let you out of your little prison, which will be my pussy." In spite of himself, crying, he had to ask. "What sort of tattoo, er, Mistress Desiree?" "That's better, you piece of shit. Nothing much. Just "Chantal's mistake. All over you." Desiree began to laugh. Hysterically. And stopped, sombre. She unzipped her PVC catsuit to below her crotch, and still laughing excitedly whispered, "Enter your prison now, slut." Henrietta glanced up quick at the gunman, who was now paying a bit of attention, and then back at his wife's pussy. (S)he noticed immediately an aroma of cum mixed with cum, a lot of it, and saw that his wife's pussy was beyond moist, beyond wet. Mistress Desiree was in full flood. "Now slut." Henrietta crawled a bit, was startled by the music that someone had apparently just put on. ACDC, Highway to Hell, and began to lick. There were many flavours there, in Mistress Desiree's pussy. The flavours of many men. Desiree leaned back, and quickly, for she had become attuned, began to come. And then... Bump, the RV swerved, just a bit. ... Dianna wasn't all insipid and unaware. She knew she wasn't the largest Skyscraper in the village, but did know that she knew a few things. Housecleaning, pleasing, being sexual and looking slutty. And she knew how to drive. Her first boyfriend, the asshole who had beaten her, probably because she was so good at it, had shown her the stickshift on his Chevy Nova. Both how to shift it, and how to fuck it. Now Kimba was in front of her face, screaming, taking charge. "Get the limo. Get the fucking limo!" "Wha? But there's more dicks here?" Though, with the departure of Desiree and her treasures and gunmen, there was only a silent murmuring in the crowd. Kimba slapped Dianna, hard. "Wake up. Chantal is in trouble!" "Car?" "Limo, Doorknob. Get it. I will get Leslie. Now. Now. Now! Move it!" Kimba was shrill. The maleness came out in her, and she moved like grace. She stumbled out of the Cum Pit, the keeper was no longer there and she rushed up the steel steps to get Leslie. She tried to pick her up, but said to herself, grimly, this girl has gained a couple, but then she barked out this: "This girl needs to get to the hospital. Put her in my limo." Instant, two men picked up the limber Leslie and carried her to the exit. The limo was there, Dianna at the wheel. "Put her in," Kimba practically screamed. "Do you know how to drive, doorknob?" Dianna felt her pussy. For once, she had a good comeback. "Do you know how to scream? Get in." ... "Oh Yes! Slut! I will keep you in my pussy prison forever!" Desiree was cumming. Bump. The RV slewed a bit more. The gunman became more alert. Slut felt it, and it wasn't in his wife's bones. Slut knew his wife was cumming now, and wouldn't notice his absence, so (s)he fell back, as if kicked, and fell onto Chantel, holding her. ... "Dammit!" exclaimed Dianna. "I can't just knock them off the road!" "Take the chance!" Kimba was screaming. "It's their only chance!" Leslie said, "Mubba?" ... Henrietta fell into the arms of Chantal, wrapped himself around her, and reached for the support loop behind. Whispered, though Chantal wasn't able to listen, "Hold on." Bump. And now the RV careened wildly. Spinning, turning, now flipping. Over and over again, the sound of smashing metal, screeching on sleet covered pavement, And then over again, sliding now into something solid. And with a heave, and a crash, stopped. And Henrietta, weakened arms and all, held rigid. ... The sleet had turned to hail. The ravine beside the road was mud. Henrietta untied Chantal laboriously. They tumbled out of the back doors. Desiree had been tossed through the shattered sunglass and lay, seemingly peacefully, half in the stream that had started, and half out. The gunmen, all of them were either dead or unconscious, or maybe even now, were straggling down the freeway. It was over. Henrietta was the most bruised, being the pillow for Chantal, as they rolled. Now her arms were numb, later they would be extremely sore, from the adrenaline flow. Chantal was shaking, but present again, sitting weakly on the fender of the limo. Dianna said, "Let's go kick the shit out of the bitch!" Kimba agreed, "Let's kick her to death, then drown her, and then eat her." It was an excitement of fear. Henrietta, slut, looked wild eyed. "No! That is not how it should be!" Chantal, in the pouring hail looked at her. "Slut?" "You made her this way, Chantal. You made her like this! We can't hurt her anymore! She doesn't deserve this!" Chantal was cold, shaking from that, and all that gone before, but still she made her voice calm. "Girls, enough is enough. Slut is right. Let Desiree be. Enough is enough. It is our time to find our light. Enough of the dark. This is where it can get you too." Chantal shuddered... ... "Girls, let's be quick on this now," Chantal said. They were at sluts house, with all the memories. "Kimba, get slut cleaned up and ready to go. Everyone is to wear simple clothes. I don't want anyone to stand out. Tonight we go to my yacht and depart." From this weary world, She thought. Time to get away from the dark. It is time. Leslie, Kimba and Dianna scrambled about. Gathering what little things they needed, most could be bought, anyways, and getting dressed in what could look as a Sunday jaunt on a yacht. "And Kimba, no latex for slut. Make her a sailor!" Chantal was smiling, but her hands were shaky. She shuddered, that was close. Too close. Henrietta came out a few minutes later, naked. Kimba said, "I don't know what to do? The wig is glued, and the make up is tattooed." Dianna was now in heels, and sailor dress, white and blue, and short skirt. Looking benign and slutty. Her hair was curled. Chantal laughed a bit, croaking... it had been a near thing. "Why is she standing on her toes, why is her butt clenching?" "My tummy hurts," said Henrietta. "I can't lower my heels! My pussy is empty. I am sorry." "Key H. Rist!" Chantal said. "She needs her boots, plug and corset. So do it!" "Yes, Ms Chantal. Right away." "So much for fitting in." So it came to be, that, slut was put back into her plug, a g-string, her corset and stockings, and five inch knee high boots, and happy. ... They arrived at the marina, as the dawn began to say hello. The sleet had stopped, but it was still very cold. The yacht waited. All of them were anxious. Everyone, except for slut, and maybe Dianna, wore low-key clothing. Warm. Henrietta turned to Chantal. "Thank you, Chantal, for taking care of me." Chantal threw her a brick hard slap. "You are welcome, slut. But I am your Mistress. You need more training, I see." "Yes Mistress Chantal." ... Later... Slut lay with Her Mistress, the sun beaming down, the wind slight, the heat warm. She was dressed in 5 inch mules, a one piece corset swimsuit, her wig, falsies, and tattooed makeup and earrings, so many. Leslie and Kimba curled around on the foredeck, around Dianna, lazing about. The deck man, steering the boat, was well paid, and allowed to see. And steered them away from the scuminess of LA. "I love you Chantal," slut said. Chantal smiled, at the sun, then clocked her slut with her fist. "I am your Mistress. Slut, never forget." Now, Chantal didn't seem much to care, but discipline was, of course, discipline. "Yes, Mistress Chantal." And slut snuggled. And the wind blew warm. Finis Authors note: I am so very sorry about the sketchiness of this story. If i were a more discipline writer, it would have made more sense. I think. And I do apologize for being hasty. I will fix this story soon. And thank you, dear readers, for your patience.

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As we rode, I maneuvered my mount close to Treeya's so she could hear me, "Treeya," I admitted, "You were as brave as any man I have ever hunted with. I honestly do not understand how you managed to stay on top of that jumping and twisting mount of yours yet were still able to get off all clean shots with both your spear and arrows. You are amazing my little flower, amazing." "I didn't know what I was doing," Treeya said modestly. "I saw the cave bear coming for me, then when the...

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Veen’s body shook with relief on being allowed respite from the majestic Zeeta’s whip, his cock thrusting hard at the bed in desperation to come while the two attendant guards laughed along with their mistress at his pathetic submission. They too, had used the whip liberally on him, and delighted in having their cunts licked to satisfaction in turn, while their counterparts lashed his flesh, the synthetic whips serving a punishing sting without damaging the flesh which glowed red. As Zeeta...

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Trellis ran through the soft grass which caressed his flanks and exposed manhood, stumbling from time to time as his bare feet were punished by the occasional rough stone protruding from the otherwise smooth ground, which in stretches no more than several hundred yards between the cover of trees and bushes, seemed like miles as he was conscious of his exposure. He collapsed with his lungs fit to burst, in a hollow within a wooded copse and lay panting, not daring to look as the image of the...

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Zeeta lay back and sighed, as she played her favourite vibrator up and down the wet crevice of her sex, the screen on the wall showing one of the later videos of her and her beloved Arna, embracing in orgasm as they writhed entwined in sharing a curved and double headed dildo. Sated momentarily by a rich orgasm, her hopes boosted by the commissioning of the somewhat mercenary Varnella, she flicked the screen to one of the live external cameras, and laughed cynically as she watched the Wasp...

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Despite a night of exhaustive emissions of his seed, Veen erected healthily as the evidence of it upon the glistening latex was viewed with mocking delight by the women, Arna receiving a thorough spanking across Candia’s knees, in lieu of her wanton lust in allowing it to happen; the girl’s tears flowing as the dominant woman’s firm hand had her soft cheeks brought to a rosy Glow with sadistic pleasure. “There’s a price to pay for every pleasure my sweet, and you’ve many pleasures to come...

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Varnella was more than pleased to indulge in the homely luxury of a bath, the limitations of space travel affording her a shower only, and she found the servile Mylo pleasingly accommodating in his service to her also; his very adept service with his tongue, following his grateful service with a sponge, rewarded by her allowing him to masturbate at her feet after drying her down with suitably fluffy towelling. A soft robe then being made available to her, she led him back into the lounge on...

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