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Tanner was left hanging just long enough for his audience to fully believe and appreciate the erotic pleasure that his execution had actually taken place, before his sorry and unconscious carcass was dropped unceremoniously down to the platform, and slumped into the awaiting coffin amid the delighted jeers of the thoroughly satisfied women. Tanner gasped as he regained consciousness, Georgina’s sneer of absolute contempt, the last thing he saw before the lid was pressed on, the cruel pleasure in her eyes at having seen him humiliated so thoroughly, rousing his recently spent cock to a consciousness of it’s own. That budding, fresh erection rose to a perverted stiffness as the coffin was kicked smartly across to the cart, which was then driven in a circuit before the applauding audience of women, each one so spitefully student in showing their satisfaction.
Tanner managed to lift a hand to feel at the soreness of his neck, his mind going back to the sheer masochistic bliss of what he’d just experienced, his other hand going down to his cock to masturbate, oh how he wished the cart was going on the opposite direction, as he quickly spurted his semen once more ... his next dance upon the gallows couldn’t come soon enough.
Whilst Hortense, Norma, and a multitude of their female visitors changed into tight riding gear for the ‘Gauntlet’ event, Georgina was more than ready to have her cunt and anus worshipped by the male she’d thoroughly enjoyed seeing hanged. Her intensity increased as he was turned out of the coffin in undignified fashion, not a care for his possible injuries, and his ejection met with sneering contempt as fresh blobs of semen were noted upon the coffin’s sides. The strict Norma’s contempt was the utmost among the sneering women as she strutted in her jodhpurs and flicked her whip.
“See how he enjoyed the rope! ... he’s masturbated over it already!” She handed her whip to Georgina with a boss smile, as Tanner grovelled at her feet.
“Whip him soundly girl ... you can see he’s earned it!” Tanner’s anus tingled as the girl who would see him hang many more times had him savour the punishment to come, with a curt and spiteful promised as she flexed the whip, her cunt tingling incessantly.
“Oh yes ... masturbate in your coffin without permission? I’ll see you whipped to tears for that ... you’ll wish the rope had fulfilled its promise.” Tanner took in the smiles of the women as they delayed their departure to watch the ginger girl commence her sadistic pleasure, letting fly with the whip, the resounding thwack against his flesh bringing instant applause from the women ... and instant watery eyes from the defeated male as the creasing pain warped through him. Georgina served him another, and another, as the smiling women began to depart for their steeds by the arena, Hortense ensuring the already weeping male would serve his mistress’s cunt readily, before she left.
“Remember to be at the gallows when you’re done with him young lady ... there’ll be several males who’ll want to have you show them the pleasure of the rope ... in permanence.” Tanner watched the haughty woman strut out as the ginger girl’s attentions to his flesh intensified to match the vitality of her cunt, which a whipped and defeated Tanner found savoury indeed when she’d dated her sadism. Its glorious whiff an absolute magnet for his adoration as he nose and tongue slipped into the glistening flaps, he, taking a cursory sniff at the spice of an equally excited anus before he delved into her cunt, knowing she:d have that see the services of his tongue too. His pleasure in defeat was shown by a further longing erection, as he licked at the protruding clitoris of the girl who’d hanged him, and would take so much pleasure in doing so again, the stimulation bringing the spite of the girl who truly owned him, to a lustrous peak. “Ooohhhhh! ... you’ll come and watch me snuff some males out ... and know it’s what I yearn to do to you one day.” As she lapsed into an orgasm and directed his tongue to the spicy heat of her anus while she rubbed her clitoris, Tanner’s cock pulsed rigid at the delicious thought of her spiteful desire, beaten, defeated, and owned, and as his servile and probing tongue saw her to ectasy, many miles away, a woman was on her way to the park to ensure Georgina’s desire would be fulfilled.
Since the call from a business partner, Madam Thora Devere had masturbated many times, her thoughts on the direction her entertainments business would go, set rigidly on just one track in her mind; now the feminine regime had taken control, the torture and disposal of males was to be ignored by the matriarchal administration ... in fact it was to be encouraged for males not already claimed as the property of women; those who’d shown chauvinistic traits prior to the takeover, lovingly ticked off a covert list by a feminine hand somewhere within the chambers of power.
Thora’s cunt tingled wonderfully as she bustled toward the train station in her tight leather outfit, the clacking tall heels beneath the tight skirt drawing attention and due erections from males in obedience to the new order, but she, oblivious to that attention as she thought on how the public display of males punished upon the gallows would bring vast paying crowds. Yes, she’d take the idea already practiced at the park, and tour with a gallows, in a macabre, sadistic, and deeply erotic pageant which would be eternally popular amongst women eager for spiteful revenge against the prior overbearing male rule. As her train closed in on the suburb closest to the park, she couldn’t wait to get to her accommodation and masturbate again.
Both blissfully unaware of the approach of a woman who would change their destinies, Georgina saw to it that Tanner was brought to the brink of a further orgasm, before cruelly denying him, then leading him out on a leash and down to his gallows again, to enjoy further shameful ridicule as the women inspected his freshly striped fresh. The delighted scorn of the women was soon diverted from him however, as Hortense’s next erotic debacle began.
Tanner’s leash was tied to a post close to the gallows, where his exposure have him a good view of the strutting women in their tight riding gear, and they a good view of the standing erection which confirmed his pathetic pleasure as he contemplated his crushing defeat at the hands of womanhood. As the ladies sipped wine and patted their awaiting steeds, a great cheer went up as the doors to one of the larger slave housings swung open, and the severe crack of a bullwhip heralded the sadistic pleasures to come.
Tanner watched as a plethora of beaten males, all guilty of ‘crimes’ against womanhood - some political, some personal, and some just conveniently through hearsay, but none of any convicted felony - were herded forward by several lithe maids with bullwhips, each male with a look of total bewilderment as they shuffled and ran toward the beginning of the Gauntlet circuit, not daring to believe that the rumours they’d been purposely fed were true; the possibility of escape still in the minds of some ... a quick death in the minds of others.
Those possibilities in their minds were given an immediate darkly erotic twist, as they were rushed past the smugly contented faces of women they’d taunted or belittled in the past, Amanda Seeger, Sarah Cripps and Christina Mills so prominent amongst them, their cruel satisfaction in the utter humiliation of their former male adversaries, made all the more cutting by their nakedness before the supremely dominant women in their tight riding gear and whips, Amanda unable to contain her sadism on noting males she’d seen so pompously attired in expensive suits ... now with flesh exposed, no more than cattle.
“Run! ... run with the hope that you might earn freedom, do make our chase worthwhile!” She and the other women sneered with dominant pleasure, their cunts now in full arousal at the delicious sight, and knowing full well that not one of this batch of males would see another day. Tanner watched, mesmerised at seeing his own development populated by males rather than females, he too, knowing there’d be no escape from the circuit, despite it’s entrance giving the appearance there might be some hope, seeming to open out into a wooded wilderness.
The women grinned with pleasure as they ridiculed the anxious progress of the multitude of males; some of the more athletic, hobbled with ankle restraints to hinder their progress, the more older and portly, wobbling their gross flesh no longer crisply suited, and a selection of males, hooded and gagged - their identities removed, and about to be removed permanently - these were the cocksure ‘personality’ males who’d used women through their chauvinistic reputations, their identity now the last thing of importance to the women who’d pursue them, they’d provide sport in being executed immediately on capture ... after giving up their seed one final time, in utter defeat to womanhood. Each and every participant had their wrists bound behind their backs, non would attempt to scale any perimeter wall or fence.
Hortense grinned with her own smug satisfaction, and Tanner’s erection pulsed rigid, as the maids with their bullwhips were prompted to have the slower males shoe some enthusiasm for the chase, males who by their prominent erections, showed that their harsh treatment now had them relish their fate under the lushly erotic atmosphere, but they would be made to earn the pleasure of death at the hands of femininity. While the dust from the departed scampering males who now quite literally ran for their lives began to settle, Hortense approached the kneeling and leashed Tanner, lifting his head back by the hair to have all eyes focus on his pathetic position and boning erection, as she lifted her wine glass high.
“A toast to this pathetic cur, without who’s foresight, none of this would have been so easily achieved by me!...” Tanner’s rigid cock pulsed a sticky thread of pre-cum at the pleasure of his humiliation before so many spiteful women, and the exquisite ecstasy of this superb woman’s crushing triumph over him, his eyes surveying the luscious curves of her broad hips, rounded buttocks and fleshy thighs, standing tall in the tight jodhpurs; he longer to be thrashed by her, there and then, before an audience of spiteful women. She sensed his masochism and curtly massaged it for him as she continued in her glory.
“ ... and who will hang again on his own gallows before a fresh audience of delighted women, the day after tomorrow ... who knows if he’ll be spared the full and final pleasure of the rope on that occasion!” Tanner thrust his cock at the air in the very shadow of the gallows on which Georgina would have him displayed in masochistic penitence and pleasure, her spiteful promise that she’d one day see her pleasure fulfilled in permanence one day, teasing his mind as he fought for breath and spent in shame before a delighted female audience. He was more than ready to face the rope as they raised their glasses and viewed him with utter contempt. Both they and he knew he’d have not hesitated building the park, on knowing the delicious outcome.
Hortense eyed the big stopwatch mounted upon a tall post by the slave housing, now empty, its tick of each second becoming gradually louder as the minutes passed in reaching the designated time of the chase, whilst the women sipped their wine and rubbed their cunts through their skin tight jodhpurs in anticipation. Tanner noted how some free sabres from scabbards to check their sharpness as they sighed over them, Georgina stroking his hair and pressing his nose to her aroused cunt, on noting his interest.
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