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 Art Deco Part Two In the morning, Celeste dropped him off at his apartment
to allow him to pack some clothes for the few days away; -~Not that you
-(TM)ll spend much time with them one!  -(TM) joked the spicy redhead.  As
he let himself in he found a laptop on the lounge table, with a note on top
of it; a bright red lipstick kiss adorned the note; -�This is for you; my
new acquisition.  I trust we are firing your imagination.  You can tell me
about it Friday -� -~Dolores -(TM) XXX -� He packed it with his things in a
rucksack.  And admired the apartment which he -(TM)d had so little time to
enjoy!  Though in this new life he was controlled, he was now really
getting into living out his fantasies-he found himself constantly yearning
for the next encounter.  Celeste arrived back before he knew it;

   -~This is a lovely apartment -(TM) she said; -~You must invite me to an
evening in with you- alone- I think you owe me that from last night; I want
to show you how to behave with red-headed women- we -(TM)re -~different
-(TM) you know!  -(TM) He agreed, and thought of the way she -(TM)d handled
that whip;

   -~I promise!  -(TM) he said.

   -~Good, when we get back from the ranch and Judy and Carole have updated
Dolores on your progress and what -(TM)s next; I -(TM)ll tell you when you
-(TM)ll entertain me, but we have the next couple of days to look forward
to first!  -(TM)

   She grabbed his arm and tugged impatiently at him like an excited
schoolgirl; as he locked up she giggled;

   -~We girls so enjoy the trips to Carole -(TM)s ranch- you -(TM)ll be
inspired after you -(TM)ve been and you -(TM)ll feel even more at home with
the ladies on returning!  -(TM) He wondered what the next couple of days
held in store, as he locked up the apartment and skipped after the
delectable redhead through the hot morning sun as she led him to her car,
ensuring he was in her charge- not that he was about to let her leave him
behind.

   They picked up Judy at her Meridian flat; she was dressed casually now
with a soft silken blouse and tight lyrcra leggings; pointy heels as usual-
she smelt delicious as she sat close to him; under her arm, several
document folders, which she held on to after her rucksack was placed in the
boot.

   He was more than pleasantly surprised by the preliminary sketches she
had made after yesterday -(TM)s session; she had created pictures of he,
Celeste and Agnes which were sublime-he could see instantly that the male
depicted was him, and the two girls were almost photographic in quality-
she -(TM)d used them many times before.  Judy wrapped her arms about him
and squeezed;

   -~Now you -(TM)ll get an extra thrill when your book goes out; your
buyers won -(TM)t know it of course, but every illustration of the male in
servitude to women will be you, with subtle variations to suit each story
of course!  -(TM) They drove up Drexel Avenue and there waving from the
balcony of a pastel pink building was Agnes;

   -~You took your time!  -(TM) she shouted, disappeared inside then
emerged from a side entrance, overnight bag over her shoulder which was
otherwise naked- wearing a pink strapless top, breasts seemingly trying to
burst free, skimpy hot pants which allowed full viewing of her glorious
shapely legs and purple spikey shoes.  She sat in front with Celeste and
they made their way to Opa-Locka.  He marvelled at the diversity of
architecture as they crossed the Venetian Causeway; Skyscrapers, modern
hotels, then a bridge to the next land mass; Italianate and Hispanic themed
luxury housing, then on to another bridge , yachts, boats , palm trees -"
he still had difficulty taking it all in.  As they approached a very ornate
toll booth, the women all looked at him and smiled.

   -~This is the part of the trip that you pay for; we wouldn -(TM)t want
you to think that you -(TM)re allowed this trip for free!  We always have
the man pay the toll- it -(TM)s symbolic -(TM) said Celeste.  He offered a
note to the woman in the booth; she eyed the party with interest as she
passed his change back;

   -~Have a nice day -(TM) she said, -~Oh we will -(TM) said Judy.

   They cruised up Interstate 95 then did a left for the airport, a quick
security check having been carried out they made for the executive area
where they were greeted in the lounge area by Carole and Holly.  The two
were delighted to see the party arrive in good time and Carole beckoned to
the stewardess who led them out for the short walk across the tarmac. 
Carole stood back and held him there; she wanted to savour every moment of
this trip, as she recognised the potential business asset in this man who
was now in her grip and she was going to thoroughly enjoy her dominant and
his submissive nature- a perfect scenario.  She had him under her control
now.

   -~Look at the women in front of you, leading you to the plane and on
your next acts of submission to womanhood -(TM) He viewed the rear vistas
of these mature and dominant women and savoured himself just what lay in
store.

   -~Come now -(TM) she said and walked him forward with a positive stride,
the hot sun and breeze wafting her sweet scent all over him- she had a
tight short dress on, with heels which made her nearly as tall as he.  They
reached the stair to the small white executive jet, Carole smiled wickedly
at him;

   -~Up you come, when we -(TM)re a mile high, you -(TM)re going to join a
very special club- I shall have you pleasure me and the girls, but there
-(TM)ll be no relief for you- you must wait till we get to the ranch for
that!  -(TM) The interior of the aircraft was incredibly soft and plushly
appointed; thick soft carpets inside; the seats were soft brown leather-
the women had not sat down yet-they waited eagerly for him and ushered him
toward the front of the aircraft to a seat on its own against the bulkhead
of the pilot -(TM)s cabin which faced back down the aisle facing all the
other passengers;

   -(TM)Clothes off now!  -(TM) commanded Carole; the women grinned and
giggled as he obediently removed his clothes- gagged with them.

   -~Yes please Holly -(TM) said Carole, looking at him with utter
contempt- Holly came forward and passed her an object which was pointed at
one end, grew bulbous and tapered in before bulging out again with a ring
attached to the end- a cylindrical object about four inches long and made
from what looked like vulcanised rubber- it was a butt plug.

   -~Bend over boy; you -(TM)re going to be made to feel totally owned now
I have you -(TM)- he did so, Celeste held his head down and Carole stroked
his bottom.  Agnes squirted a blob of lubricant from a tube into Carole
-(TM)s free hand judy clicked away with her camera;

   -~oh yes, yes- that -(TM)s perfect -(TM) Agnes Holly and Celeste sneered
as though they had been possessed by the supremely dominant Carole.  She
ran her finger up and down his crack, gently teasing and probing his rectum
with her finger.  -~Relax, my slave- this won -(TM)t hurt too much if you
just relax and accept that this will help you appreciate how a woman feels
when violated- you do recognise our complete dominance, don -(TM)t you? 
-(TM)

   -~Yes Mistress Carole -(TM) he said- this new situation and extreme
humiliation had his cock at 45 degrees which did not help relax his rear
end.  The women were patently aware of this of course, and they all felt a
deep sense of satisfaction with witnessing his first ever application of a
plug which was more than just symbolic- they knew it would keep his anus
stretched and irritate his prostrate; a constant reminder that he was owned
by women and his arse belonged to them.  Carole made him lick the finger
that had probed him, then liberally applied slippery gel to his back
passage which was now quivering with anticipation as he understood and
fully appreciated this act of domination.  Carole took the plug and rubbed
it between the folds of her labia; she then presented it under his nose;

   -~you -(TM)ll have some more of that scent very shortly -(TM) she said.
- -~Now lick it clean!  -(TM) he licked and sucked at the plug, enjoying
the salty feminine essence -(TM) Celeste still held him there whilst Carole
made him watch as she smeared the residual gel about the probing head of
plug which was about to violate him.  Carole stood behind him whilst
Celeste held, Agnes grinned and Judy videoed his humiliation.

   -~Now you -(TM)ll be ours -(TM) said Carole scornfully, she spanked him
once, which made him pronounce his buttocks, and with one deft movement she
pushed the plug slowly but firmly right in up to the ring;

   -~OOohhh -(TM) he cried; it hurt like hell at first, but this soon
subsided- The women clapped at the fitting, and this humiliation, along
with this new feeling made his cock twitch with pleasure- he felt like he
was half way through defecating, and the sharp end teased his prostate
making him appreciate that gland for the first time in his life- it made
his balls tingle and provoked his erection.  Carole slipped off her panties
and said;

   -~Open wide!  -(TM)- he was gagged with them , the women having had the
benefit of his tortured groan he would now be silenced -"Carole then posed
dominantly with him bent over in a full rear view as Judy clicked away
taking pictures of this new symbol of his submission to the women.

   He was then strapped tightly into the brown leather seat which sucked at
his naked flesh ; his wrists were tightly bound and his ankles were tied
tightly together- his bondage for the pleasure of the women completed when
his ankles were tied to his wrists smartly, forcing his weight to centre on
his buttocks, ensuring full penetration and teasing by the plug.  Carole
teased his erect cock; and he squirmed, so wanting to shoot his cream for
this woman ,fulfil this recent humiliation and show her that he was well
and truly hers;

   -~Oh no, you -(TM)ll not have relief today ; you -(TM)ll learn denial
and you -(TM)ll perform your tasks all the better for it -(TM).  Then she
turned and bent over before him showing her glorious womanhood and
plug-free anus before strapping herself into the seat opposite.  The three
women all sat cross legged enjoying the spectacle; then the cabin door
opened and the Pilot and Co-pilot came out to say they were ready; both
female of course-They looked at him and smiled

   -~We -(TM)re ready for take-off and we -(TM)ll have you a mile high
before you know it!  They shut the door, the plane was taxied round, then
burst down the runway and lifted up at an acute angle on its way to Dothan
Alabama.

   As the plane achieved altitude, the women unbelted and helped themselves
-(TM) to drinks from a cabinet in an open area behind the flight seats
which resembled a small lounge; seating, though affixed to the floor,
swivelled freely and a large flat screen television was fixed to the rear
bulkhead.  Holly and Agnes sat down smiling.  Celeste looked at Carole as
she walked casually to the far bulkhead and stood dominantly, striking the
palm of her hand with a riding crop she had picked up.

   -~Bring him to me!  -(TM) she said sternly, Celeste walked back, untied
his bonds and unstrapped him.  She then picked a collar and leash from her
bag, smiled sweetly at him as she collared him nice and tight.  Then tugged
on the choker spitefully- he snorted as much air as he could through his
nostrils; the panties were not to be removed by Celeste.

   -~On your hands and knees!  -(TM) said Celeste and she led him like a
dog down to Carole who was in her most dominant form.  The mature beauty
had broken many a man in her time, she had witnessed brutal whippings,
castrations and snuffs, but this was a whole new pleasure for her- this was
a submissive cur who she could torment to her heart -(TM)s delight, knowing
that whatever she subjected him to, he would likely write into a story and
earn her money.  This was sheer heaven.

   -~Kneel before me and don -(TM)t move!  -(TM) she said.  She pulled the
panties from his mouth, exposed the crutch area and rubbed it under his
nose.

   -~Well?  -(TM) she barked- he looked at her not having a clue as to what
she meant, still revelling in the sweet scent of that gusset- the fact that
he was unable to sample that essence even though they -(TM)d been in his
mouth was yet another small but painful denial.  She glared at him and
slapped his face hard enough to leave marks where her fingers had struck-
the pain brought tears to his eyes which brought a smile to Carole -(TM)s
face.  He was conscious of the other women enjoying his obedient submission
and the butt plug squirmed in his rectum.  He marvelled at the mature
beauty before him, he admired her finely lined face and weathered yet fit
arms, her plump thighs and attractive feet, which gave her age away, but
were not ugly; her blouse made it evident that her breasts may not now be
as firm as they once were, but only sagged a little which seemed to make
her even sexier as it enhanced the fact that this was a dominatrix in her
mature and utmost prime.  He wanted to be punished by this goddess and
looked forward to whatever she had in store for him.  She slapped him again
with the other hand.

   -~Did you think you could write those stories about women, have us
teased by your fiction and think you could get away without paying for it?
She rubbed the crop into her sweaty, juicy vulva and had him lick it
clean-~Get used to the smell and taste of women mixed with leather- you
-(TM)re going to feast on it at the ranch!  -(TM)

   -~Here Here!  Said the others.  She slapped his face again -" it stung
and his eyes watered uncontrollably, but he held still, hoping she -(TM)d
do it again; he was almost ashamed by his own submissiveness, but the
supreme woman before him who was the ultimate temptress of denial absolved
him of any shame; she made it quite clear without any doubt that he was
nothing to her and his only purpose in life was to please womanhood.

   -~Oh -(TM), she said; having noticed a light in the cabin door flashing;
-~I almost forgot-that -~special club -(TM)-you must work your passage! 
-(TM) she grinned and the other women laughed as he was led on all fours up
to the door.  Carole knocked- -~Come in -(TM) said a voice behind the door.
Even on all fours he had a good view past the instruments at the clear blue
sky they were racing through.  -~Auto pilot?  -(TM)-

   -~Confirmed, Auto-pilot -(TM) said Pilot to co-pilot, then they
swivelled round in their chairs.  Both were naked from the waist down and
he was struck immediately by the scent of their arousal in the confined
space.

   -~Have you ever licked a Texan girl whilst being caned by a girl from
Arizona?  -~No -(TM) he said as the co-piiot flexed the cane menacingly,

   -~Well have you ever licked a girl from Arizona whilst be caned by a
Texan girl then?  -"

   -~No -(TM) he said.

   -~well I -(TM)m told that you haven -(TM)t paid your fare, is that true?
The girl from Arizona was now positively drooling and stroked herself as
she enjoyed the tease.  Judy was there videoing it all.

   -~ think you have just enough time to pay your way- We -(TM)ll teach you
what happens to fare-dodgers -(TM)- he was pushed forward by Carole and the
pilot lifted her legs- he was in like a shot and lapped at here succulent
folds like there was no tomorrow; true to her word, the cane was brought
whistling down, again and again, making him clench at the butt plug as the
painful strokes were delivered by a virile woman who would soon have her
reward from him, whilst he was caned by the sensual Texan woman he was now
pleasing.  He was pleasing all the women .

   -~See how the butt plug works its magic -(TM) said Holly; they were a
favourite of hers and she had a vast collection.

   -~Yes said Carole; -~We -(TM)ll soon witness another denial of pleasure
for him -(TM) she sneered.  Tex cried out in ecstasy; he -(TM)d done well
and brought her off sharply; she was determined to make him pay for that
with the cane!  She pushed his head down to her sweet anal passage and had
the spicy orifice licked smartly clean whilst she finished off.  He could
not help but notice that his cock seemed to be dribbling as it had never
done so before- this was short lived as the eager Arizona girl threw the
cane at Tex and virtually dragged his head into her midst- the smell of
this 40 odd year old woman was intoxicating and he experienced new levels
of pleasure as Tex brought the cane mercilessly down and he was now
enjoying the sweet taste of mother Arizona, the sweet pain of Mrs Texas,
humiliation in front of the women who owned him, and the new pleasure of
the butt plug which added to the humiliation, and gave him a strange
sensation as he clenched on it as the cane bit.  Arizona bucked and wailed;
she too had him lick her arse as she finished up; it matched he top hole in
that is was delightfully sweaty and tangy- he was thoroughly enjoying his
punishment and he had a strange sensation as he dribbled some more- They
encouraged Tex;

   -~cane him soundly, he -(TM)s about to -~show -(TM) He was in absolute
heaven as he lapped at the tangy bottom and felt the sharp strokes from one
of the unforgiving mistresses; he thought he would come-then the strange
sensation came again, a very dull pleasure and he felt that his cock was
dribbling out cream.  The women clapped and cheered- Arizona pushed him
away and Tex through the cane to one side.  He -(TM)d come for the women
but not experienced an orgasm-

   -~You have just had your prostate milked; did you enjoy it?  You -(TM)ve
made enough mess -(TM) said Carole wickedly.  She slapped his face again.
-~Of course you didn -(TM)t enjoy it, but we all did; didn -(TM)t we girls?
-(TM) They all concurred and laughed at his prick which was as rigid as
ever -" oh how he wanted to come.

   -~Lick that mess of my carpet -(TM) said Carole, and he duly did so. 
She then slapped his face once more for good measure, then pulled his face
into her wetness;

   -~Sniff!  -(TM) she said -~Sniff the scent of the woman on whose terms
you will next be allowed an orgasm -(TM) He duly sniffed with all his lung
power- and even though he yearned to come, he would quite happily have died
at that moment for this supreme woman.

   He was allowed to tidy up in the tiny wash-room; when he came out
Celeste and Agnes helped him dress, then took him back to his seat.  Before
he could get too comfortable, the signal to belt up was given and they
started to descend.  The plane was soon down on the tarmac at Dothan
Alabama.  As soon as the door was opened he noted that it was even hotter
than Miami.

   -~No sea breeze here -(TM) said Agnes.  They passed through the
rudimentary checking station and were greeted by a couple of ladies with
cowboy hats; one was a delightfully chubby brunette who wanted to
constantly pet him;

   -~I can -(TM)t wait to get him trained -(TM) she said -~He -(TM)s so
cute!  -(TM) The other was nicely buxom too, but a little more taut; she
said little but eyed him wickedly.  They drove off in the two vehicles; he
was sandwiched in the back between Carole and Judy.  Carole kept her hand
on the bulge in his leggings throughout the journey; she seemed to want to
continually emphasise that he was hers for the next couple of days.  As
they swept out of the town, down endless dusty highways, after about 45
minutes they swept down a dirt track past a sign -~Wiregrass Ranch -(TM) -"

   -~Welcome to the wiregrass region -(TM) said the chubby brunette in a
gangly southern US accent.  The vehicle slowed as they approached the main
residence.  In his English mind, it immediately made him think of the
-~Ponderosa -(TM) and he expected to see Hoss Cartwright appear.  He did
not.  What did appear made his eyes boggle; a jet black horse appeared from
the corral behind the building, mounted by a totally naked woman, she waved
as though this was the norm and started to canter toward the open country
side; fleshy parts wobbling delectably.

   -~There goes Tabitha- she -(TM)ll get sunstroke if she -(TM)s not
careful -(TM) said Chubby.  They all got out and he was taken into the
building.  The interior belied the outward appearance of the structure; it
was luxuriously furnished and air-conditioned-he showered and was then
taken to a dining room where they all sat eating.  Or a brief period the
dialogue was business-like and they all showed a healthy interest and
voiced personal opinions as to how the final publication of his first
compilation should look.

   -~I don -(TM)t care, said chubby smiling- I only want to help inspire
new stories in him; that -(TM)s my job -(TM) she said in a very
matter-of-fact tone and smiled sweetly at him.  Carole has said I can show
you my quad-bike before it gets too cool this evening;

   I -(TM)m going to help with your training and Sandy Ridge is one of my
favourite parts of the ranch- it -(TM)s always warm down there, even way
after dark.  I -(TM)m the only one round here who -(TM)s allowed to be
overweight, I -(TM)m going to make sure you staying tip-top condition; just
like the stallions in my charge -(TM) The women giggled ; The taut and
quiet buxom one spoke out for once;

   -~Yes, and we can all imagine what you get up to with those stallions!
-(TM) There was mild uproar at this statement and Chubby, whose name was
Roseanne, blushed but was not deterred.

   -~Oh, and I suppose you just take their temperatures when it -(TM)s
stud-time I suppose?  ,Miss Chrissie Ortino!  The words -(TM)stud -(TM) and
-~Stallion -(TM) left an indelible print on the mind which in this context
conjured up visions of young ladies taking advantage of animals of a lesser
intelligence, endowed with a physical presence much greater than their own
species might provide.  Needless to say, this is where that conversation
ended

   Having eaten and been well watered, the voluptuous Roseanne took him out
into the hot sunshine; there was the quad-bike.  The other ladies followed
and watched with interest.  Roseanne stripped naked; her chubby seraph like
body was beautifully rubenesque.  There was nothing about her which looked
disproportionate; she was one of those females who was meant to be larger
than average, and she looked formidable.

   -~Off with your clothes too- NOW!  -(TM) she said.  He did so without
question.  She unravelled a long length of silky rope and tied it about his
middle.  She then spread her ample legs and buttocks across the quad-bike
and kick started it.  Her lovely white buttocks shimmered as she revved the
motor.

   -~Let -(TM)s go for a run -(TM) she said, then engaged first gear and
slowly trundled forward; he was compelled to run behind.  The women clapped
and cheered at this spectacle of a voluptuous beauty on powered transport,
making a male twice her age run behind -" roped, he had no choice.  Judy
snapped away and shouted after them-

   -~Careful please Roseanne, we don -(TM)t want him injured- well not too
badly!  -(TM) she laughed.  Roseanne waved in recognition and headed for
Sandy Ridge with her prize running after her.  As they disappeared over the
horizon, a horse neighing behind them caught their attention.  It was
Carole, naked and smiling supremely upon a fine stallion; she trotted off
in the same direction, her mature and beautiful rear end rising and falling
upon the saddle with the movement of the horse.

   Roseanne soon had her new charge at the desired place; she pulled the
quad-bike up at the base of a cliff like ravine over which hung shrubs and
lush vegetation.  The wall of the cliff was very sandy as was the gully
which ran before them, it was out of the wind and the evening sun made the
wall of the cliff glow bright orange.  He watched the voluptuous beauty;
she knew he was looking at her ample white bottom as it spread across the
hot black vinyl seat.  She looked round at him and smiled, looked forward
again then pushed forward on the handlebars, arched her back and pushed her
lower parts into the soft seat.  This action made the beads of sweat on her
back roll down to the crack of her delectable bottom and past her sticky
anus to the seat.  Then she got up.  She reeled him in on the rope till he
was level with the bike;

   -~Lick my seat clean!  -(TM) she commanded;

   He looked down at the shiny and wet impression her glorious form had
left.  She held his cock as he went down;

   -~Mustn -(TM)t have you burn this on the exhaust!  -(TM) she
laughed;Half-kneeling he licked clean the salty, tangy essence from the
black vinyl; roped and now owned by yet another female, this one formidably
built, his balls tingled at this new humiliation.  She sneered at him,
enhancing the feeling-

   -~That -(TM)s it, lick up every drop!; when he -(TM)d done she picked up
a short whip which was attached to the bike, then walked him down the
airless gully on the warm soft sand.  He enjoyed watching her soft bottom
jiggle and so hoped he -(TM)d be allowed to do her seat justice as well. 
They reached an open spot and she played out the rope.  The well -"endowed
beauty had him canter back and forth in circles on the rope, cracking the
whip above his head menacingly;

   -~I -(TM)ll soon have you broken in and ready to serve even the meekest
woman -(TM)- she said , she then tied his hands behind his back and put the
rope through his mouth; bridal fashion, walking him up and down whilst
whipping his bottom sharply with her whip; this gave her immense
satisfaction and he could not help but enjoy this new game- he was
thoroughly enjoying his humiliation.  At one point she sat her ample body
on his back whilst he padded on all fours; this was exceptionally hard work
but the feeling of her hot sweaty naked bottom and pussy rocking back and
forth upon his back was devine.  Oh how he was relishing being -~broken in
-(TM) by her-he wished she -(TM)d whip him in earnest.

   The sun was still bright but much lower in the Alabama sky now; she was
just finishing yet another circling routine, when he noticed her smiling
and looking down the gully.  Up came Carole astride the stallion at walking
pace.  The gorgeous mature women -(TM)s body glistened with sweat from head
to toe; she rocked gently back and forth in the saddle; she looked
magnificent and he wanted to please her in any way she wanted, right there
and then.  The stallion was semi erect and snorted in the warmth and
atmosphere of the gully; he could no doubt smell the sweet feminine scent
too and though he did not understand why, his arousal was apparent. 
Roseanne licked her lips in anticipation; she knew what was to come.

   -~Has he performed well?  -(TM)

   -~Oh yes Carole he shows good potential -(TM) said Roseanne eagerly.

   -~Good; he -(TM)ll please you now -(TM) -" she looked at him with
contempt-

   -~You shall please your trainer right now, whilst I watch -(TM) Rosanne
lay back in the soft sand, her head toward the mounted goddess; up went her
legs; she was dripping with sweat and anticipation.

   -~Lick her bottom first!  -(TM) said the dominant beauty in the saddle.
He went in eagerly at the hot sticky prize and devoured the luscious salty
residues.  Roseanne grabbed his head and pulled him tight in to the soft
warmth of her crevice, his nose now sampling the sweet scent of her moist
pussy.  Roseanne bucked and pulled at his hair impatiently; she was
thoroughly enjoying having her rectal passagelicked clean by this very
interesting submissive, but oh how she wanted to come.

   From her position, Carole could see his cock on occasion, as it bobbed
like a stiff rubber lever and patted the sand as he vigorously worked his
body in unison with his tongue as the chubby beauty enjoyed his attention
and hummed, half with contentment, half with impatience as she waited for
him to receive his orders to deliver her to ecstasy.

   -~Look at me!  -(TM) said Carole; He viewed the supreme vision before
him over the hump of Roseanne -(TM)s dripping wetness.  The glorious naked
image mounted dominantly upon the partly excited stallion now toyed with a
long whip which she twirled down past her mature breasts, shapely torso and
supple legs into the sand below.

   -~Now pleasure her womanhood, but don -(TM)t you dare take your eyes off
me!  -(TM) Roseanne let out a little cry of relief and nearly broke his
neck as she hauled him forward up her sweet and slippery slope.  He slotted
his tongue into the luscious folds and Roseanne moaned with pleasure and
lifted her chubby thighs making it difficult for him to keep his eyes on
his true mistress who was now smiling wickedly and twirling the whip about
her head.  Her superb breasts giggled with the action, Roseanne whimpered,
Carole jerked the whip smartly in the air above her head;

   -~CRACKKK!!  ;

   This made Roseanne pull his head in all the tighter; he could barely
breathe, and her juices went down the back of his throat and up his
nostrils making him splutter, but this did not distract him from either
continuing to pleasure his trainer or allowing his eyes to stray from the
one woman he wanted most to be allowed to pleasure.  The stallion cantered
slightly and turned in a circle, affording him a view of her seductive
naked bottom which she lifted and sat back with an audible -~slap -(TM) as
her plump and naked sweatiness mad a partly vacuumed contact with the
smooth surface of the leather saddle.  As she faced him the goddess cut the
air once more with the lethal looking whip, wearing a wicked expression
upon her face;

   -~CRACCKK!!

   Roseanne cried out; humped her torso forward and all but crushed his
head with her thighs; -(TM)

   -~Ohhhhhhhhh!!  Yes yes, yesss!  -(TM) cried Roseanne as she reached the
point of no return and went eagerly beyond it.  His cock pulsated at the
sound of feminine ecstasy; oh how he wanted to come.  Carole knew this. 
She wrapped the whip about her body and slid the handle beneath her crotch
and bottom.

   -~Tomorrow you shall taste this whip in more ways than one, and only
then you shall be rewarded -(TM) she said haughtily- -~but tonight you will
face further denial and will be brought to the very edge only to have your
hopes dashed- I shall ensure it is so -(TM).  She pumped the stallions
flanks with her legs, sending a ripple through her fleshy thighs and
buttocks, and the horse duly started to walk, she smiled; -~You -(TM)ll beg
me to whip you tomorrow -(TM).  She turned the stallion and moved away at
walking pace- ensuring he had a good view of her rear as she went.  He was
brought to his senses by Roseanne tying the rope about his waist once more;

   -~Time to get you back to the ranch-house; you -(TM)ll need a nice cool
shower and I -(TM)ll need a good wash down from you; you -(TM)ve made me
all sticky and dirty!  -(TM) She started the quad bike and he padded after
the freshly satisfied amazon.



   Having been made fresh once more, it was obvious to the women he was now
very tired.  Celeste and Chrissie led him away to his room.  -~You -(TM)re
to have a nice nap -(TM) Said Celeste, as she followed Chrissie up the
wooden stairway past the paraphernalia which adorned the walls; cow horns,
stags antlers, old Winchesters -(TM) aplenty.

   He was taken to a room which looked like a set from a 50 -(TM)s western;
the bed had a typical brassy bedstead, but looked so inviting to him.  He
was drained by the hot sun and the afternoon -(TM)s events.  His mind was
nothing short of delirious with the implanted vision of Carole.  The two
women knew exactly what they must do.  He was to sleep, and nothing else!
They helped him off with his clothes then smiling, Chrissie produced some
soft cord whilst Celeste held his arms behind him;

   -~Oh you poor thing!  -(TM) she said; -~We know how you -(TM)d like to
relieve your balls of their burden- but we can -(TM)t have you waste
yourself, can we?  -(TM) Chrissie sneered as she bound his arms behind his
back.  They peeled back the duvet and he was lain down on the bed. 
Chrissie the bound his ankles whilst Celeste watched.  He did not care at
all at this point and enjoyed the attention and control that the two women
had over him.  They then tied a cord from wrists to ankles, bringing his
legs up to ensure he could not hump the mattress in his sleep whilst
consumed in an adult -~wet dream -(TM) having been denied whilst witnessing
so much erotica first hand.  Having secured him, they were about to cover
him with the duvet, when they turned toward the door as someone else
entered the room.  It was Carole.

   -~Thank you ladies; you may leave him to me now -(TM) the two smiled at
her thoughtfully as they passed on their way out- they had not rehearsed
this.  -~Hello my prize asset -(TM) she said, as she lifted the flowing
full length skirt she was wearing up to her waist and sat down close to his
head, allowing him more torment with the sight of her bare thighs and the
soft natural scent of her womanhood.

   -~I -(TM)ve got something to remind you of me whilst you regain your
strength over the next hour and a half, or so -(TM); she smiled wickedly at
him.  -~Can you guess what it is?  -(TM) she teased.  Then she showed him
the butt-plug he had been treated to on the plane.

   -~Tell me you want it -(TM) she said unsmiling.

   -~Please mistress, let me have the butt-plug -(TM) he said obediently.
She smiled with satisfaction, leant over him, stroked his anus with her
finger delicately and eased the plug in as he shivered and moaned with the
discomfort.  She took great pleasure in squeezing the plug home.  This act
of humiliation was a favourite of hers and the fact that this act might
produce a new story from this slave gave her an extra kick.

   -~Now you have a nice sleep and I -(TM)ll see you later, remember what I
told you earlier; you -(TM)ll be made to perform for the ladies this
evening in the most divine ways, but you, YOU will be denied.  Tomorrow I
shall whip you and you will know ecstasy like never before.  You will
realise once and for all that you are owned by all women and will pay
dearly for your realisation -(TM).  She stood up and produced panties worn
earlier, rolled them as before, and stuffed them neatly in his mouth, which
he had automatically opened on seeing them.  She then gently tucked her
captive in;

   -~Sweet dreams -(TM) she said, and left.  He lay there bound, the
butt-plug stretching his rectum and tickling inside once more, gagged by
used panties, tied and helpless; his cock pulsating.  He yearned for relief
but could not help but enjoy this torture.  He was being controlled
completely by dominant women; He was now looking forward to being whipped
as he knew he would beg for mercy and receive none- he was owned by the
women now.

   It seemed as though he -(TM)d only just closed his eyes.  He was woken
by Judy and Agnes; the latter pulled back the duvet and woke him, then she
sat cross-legged on the bed next to him.  The feeling of being bound and
the tight butt-plug, along with the smell of the women now beside him awoke
his cock also; his member had also been enjoying a rest and had been
semi-flaccid whilst asleep, but was instantly aroused by his thoughts. 
Once again he was rigid and ached for relief.  Judy snapped away whilst
Agnes made many erotic poses; Judy was almost apologetic:

   -~I -(TM)ll just make a quick sketch then we -(TM)ll take you down for
some food and drink, and -- -(TM) she bit her tongue and smiled.  Now done
the two untied him.  He was then treated to mild humiliation as the plug
was removed; the girls giggled as he squirmed with discomfort as it was
pulled from him -" this was more painful than entry as the removal created
a vacuum;

   -~There!  -(TM) said Agnes as she finally pulled it free, making him
wince.  Judy smiled at him softly as she collared and leashed him.  Then
the two led him downstairs.

   The main lounge was somewhat smoky and the women were all very casually
attired in nightdresses and underwear.  He was sat at a table and the two
ranch-hands Roseanne and Chrissie spoon fed him with various morsels as
though he were an infant.

   -~Here -(TM)s a nice drink for you -(TM) said Roseanne

   -~And here -(TM)s a nice blue tablet for you -(TM) said Chrissie

   -~Now you drink it all up and take your medicine too!  -(TM) said the
chubby one.  He really did not want any more assistance with his blood
pressure but did as he was told.  Chrissie patted his lips with a napkin
when he -(TM)d finished.  The women were lounging around a central area and
watching a large flat screen on one wall.  They tittered and laughed
lightly as they watched men being put through their paces in various
equestrian guises; pony tailed latex clad women whipping out at the hapless
males adorned with tails of their own, pulling various chariots, or being
roped and whipped just for the hell of it.  Chrissie led him through the
throng;

   -~I -(TM)m just going to the girl -(TM)s room-I -(TM)ve had too much
liquid -(TM) she said.  As she did he stopped, thinking he -(TM)d be told
to sit or kneel somewhere- a sharp tug on his collar from Chrissie told him
otherwise;

   -~Come on will you!  I -(TM)m bursting -(TM) and she led him to the
girls room with her.  The girls room was tiled and drained like a wet-room
and the toilet pedestals were situated like stand-alone baths; not in a
tight cubicle, but set proud with plenty of room which would allow
observers a view from any angle.  They could also observe what was
happening within the toilet as these were transparent glass rather than
porcelain.  He -(TM)d never seen anything like this, and though he was not
into -~scat -(TM) by any stretch of his imagination, the thought of
watching a woman relieve herself suddenly made his cock twitch.  Chrissie
released his leash and slowly removed her panties; suddenly she had no
urgency at all.  As the panties dropped to her ankles, she moved one foot
out, then bent over keeping her legs straight to allow him a full view of
her rear as she went down to remove the panties from the other leg.  She
then went over to the pedestal and sat slowly down, allowing her cheeks to
splay over the Perspex seat.

   -~Come and lie down here!  -(TM) she commanded.  He lay down facing her
legs, which she held open far enough to allow him to view her glistening
pussy through the underside of the glass bowl.  His cock throbbed against
the cool shiny tiles.  She pulled his leash up to ensure his nose was
virtually up against the bowl.  -~I want you to watch me pee, and then I
-(TM)ll have you clean me up -(TM) she said.  He was none too sure of this
but his raging erection and the constant denial meant he saw an erotic side
to anything the women subjected him to.  She sighed and he saw her vulva
bulge then trickle and finally gush her hot golden liquid, obscuring his
view when in mainstream as it swirled about the bowl before his eyes.  As
the flow ebbed, he was rewarded with a clearer sight of her womanhood as
she emptied the remainder of her bladder.

   -~mmm -(TM) she murmured; -~Did you like that?  -(TM); he had to admit
it- though he wasn -(TM)t sure at first, he now felt a deep sense of
eroticism at being made to watch her perform the most rudimentary of human
actions.

   -~Yes mistress Chrissie, I did like that -(TM) he could not deny it, and
knew that another humiliation was now due.

   -~Would you like to lick me clean?  -(TM) she said, now smiling with
utter contentment.  Though he imagined that her urine would be acrid and
odorous, he had so enjoyed watching her and wanted to enjoy the humiliation
of licking her clean regardless of how her waste liquid tasted;

   -~Yes please mistress Chrissie, I would like to lick you clean -(TM); he
almost begged to be of service to her, and she relished the control she had
over him without so much as a threat of the cane or crop.

   -~Up you come then -(TM) she said, and he knelt before her.  She moved
forward on the warm perspex seat so that the prize protruded over the edge
then lifted her legs.  He golden droplets dribbled down her thighs;

   -~make sure you do a good job and lick every drop up!  -(TM); he went in
without hesitation; though the smell was different to the aroused pussies
he -(TM)d gorged on so far, the taste was not as unpleasant as he had
imagined, in fact it was not unpleasant at all.  He lapped at her and she
rubbed his hair as he licked the thighs and juicy delicate folds of her
womanhood, till she was shiny all around her pussy, his task complete.  She
sat back and then suddenly felt her stomach;

   -~Oh, oh dear, I think I may have something else for you -(TM) she said
with a much sterner look.

   -~Down you go!  -(TM) she said pushing him to the floor before the bowl
once more.  He did not need to delve too deeply into his imagination to
conjure up what was about to happen.

   -~Now watch my bottom -(TM) she said, as she pulled her knees together
but kept her lower legs apart.  The prospect gave him butterflies in the
stomach, but he found he was fixated by the sight of the beautiful pear
shape above him, and he felt her calf muscles tense as something was
happening further up her body.  His cock twitched and squirmed against the
now sweaty ceramic tiles.  Once again he felt a deep sense of erotic
satisfaction at the degradation being awarded him by this petit but
dominant woman.  Oh how he wanted to come.

   -~You make sure you watch now -(TM) she said- there was no chance he
would look elsewhere.  She giggled and he watched with anticipation as her
sweet brown button bulged, gently at first, then dilated and she giggled
with enjoyment again;

   -~Watch me shit!  -(TM) she said coarsely to further emphasise the tease
and enjoy his lowly predicament;

   -~I bet you -(TM)d like to wank, wouldn -(TM)t you!  -(TM) she said ;
his cock pulsed against the tiles, oh yes how he wanted to be allowed to
give his all;

   -~Yes Mistress Chrissie, I so want to come -(TM) he almost wailed;
Chrissie felt supreme;

   -~Well you shan -(TM)t; you -(TM)re to be denied till you face the whip
tomorrow, you -(TM)ll just have to enjoy my pleasure tonight -(TM) she said
wickedly, and in a voice which strained a little as she fought to arrest
her bowel movement;

   -~Now watch and enjoy as you suffer!  -(TM) ; he viewed her beautiful
form once more and focused on the dilated rectal opening.  She gasped a
little and a little brown head started to ease from the bulging anus;

   -~Yes!  -(TM) she exclaimed , -~that -(TM)s oh so nice -(TM); he
watched, bathed in a deep warmth of erotic humiliation as his mistress of
the moment eased a sweet brown cylinder from her bowels just for his
delight; it plopped sweetly into the water below and he watched transfixed
as her rectum squeezed closed again.  She then pulled her thighs in tightly
and majestically then repeated the movement.  He could not believe the
sexual satisfaction he was receiving from watching the feminine body expel
its waste; he wanted to come more than ever.  Even the smell of her
excrement seemed sweet whilst he remained in his perilous and tortured sate
of arousal.

   -~You know you must lick me clean now don -(TM)t you?  -(TM) she said
with great satisfaction.  He looked up at her puckered little bottom which
looked virtually clean and was almost disappointed- he WANTED to be
degraded by this act and was relishing tasting her excrement.

   -~Yes Mistress Chrissie, please let me clean your bottom with my tongue
-(TM); he enjoyed this extra servile moment and had chosen his words to
please her.  He knelt up and she rocked back on the seat and put her arm
round the backs of her knees to afford him the most open access to her
dirty anus;

   -~Sniff it first!  -(TM) she said; she wanted him to get as much
humiliation out of this as possible.  He duly complied; he took in her
scent and found he was not discouraged at all by the dank, almost chocolaty
odour.

   -~I bet you never dreamed you -(TM)d have to lick the shit from a woman
-(TM)s ass did you?  -(TM)

   -~No mistress -(TM)

   -~Well you -(TM)re going to now, after you -(TM)ve begged me to allow
it! -Beg to lick my ass!

   -~Please Mistress Chrissie, please allow me to lick your ass clean- I
BEG YOU!  -(TM) -she chuckled at his pathetic submission;

   -~Lick the dirt off me right now!  -(TM)- he went in and his tongue
scooped at the little mess she had left for him, it didn -(TM)t taste too
bad after all and he simply swallowed as he licked and soon had her button
clean.  She revelled in the pleasure of his servitude and his nose could
not help but notice a sweet and familiar scent coming from somewhere else;
he noticed she was stroking her clitoris.

   -~Up you get!  -(TM) she said and she also got up from the toilet and
stood beside it.  -~You -(TM)ll need to wash your tongue and face before I
allow you to pleasure me -(TM) she said and then she commanded he kneel
before the bowl.  -~Put your head in!  -(TM) she barked- he went down and
faced the gifts she had produced earlier.

   -~Now clean that tongue and face!  -(TM) she commanded as she pressed
the flush.  Oh how she laughed at him as he lapped in the torrent to clean
his tongue and spluttered as it engulfed his face- the gifts somersaulted
and danced before disappearing round the U-bend and into the sewer.  She
mopped his wet and thoroughly humiliated face with her used panties and he
marvelled at this dominant creature and once again enjoyed the thorough
humiliation he was being subjected to.  She side-stepped across the bowl
and sat back again, lifting her legs so that he may inhale her sweet pussy
once more; she truly was the queen of the lavatory.

   -~Now you may pleasure me -(TM) she said tritely.  His tortured cock
bobbed and nudged the glass bowl he had so enjoyed as he brought his
mistress off to a fitting finale.  As she came she half sighed and half
sniggered; then she pissed in his face.

   He cleaned up again and she led him out to the women, after giving him a
quick kiss on the lips which was almost affectionate.  She had been both
very pleased and satisfied with his performance.  As they emerged the
women, who were all now either naked or next to naked, stood up and cheered
and clapped.  He saw himself on the big flat screen being led away; they
had all witnessed and thoroughly enjoyed his toilet humiliation.



   Carole was in a supremely dominant and indignant mood; she wanted to get
every last morsel of pleasure from the humiliation and degradation that he
had faced already and would face in the future.  The lounge was now thick
with the humid Southern atmosphere, enhanced by a mist of cigarette smoke
and the scent of women -(TM)s perfumes mixed with their sweet natural
aromas.  Chrissie led him over to the hostess, and beamed with satisfaction
as she walked the permanently erect and humiliated male through the throng
of clapping women.  One of the ladies ensured he was also kept fully aware
of his recent act of submission as she rewound to parts of the video that
were enjoyed most and then displayed them on the huge screen.  He had shown
once again that he was learning his place, and the obvious pleasure of the
women made him tingle all over.

   Carole sat in a prominent position in a large black leather chair; her
full and mature figure, naked and cross legged, displaying her luscious
white thighs which offered him a teasing hint of her sex.  He felt she was
magnificent, and she seemed have complete control over him just by nearby.
Her dominance oozed over him like a mist.  Beside her lay the vicious whip
he had witnessed earlier-~Come and kneel in front of me, I want to enjoy
your denial to the full tonight; it will make tomorrow all the more special
for both you and I.  -(TM) As he knelt she held the leash with both hands
for a time, playfully choking him and then releasing the pressure before he
was too uncomfortable, taunting him as she did so.

   -~I want you to write a nice long story about the equestrian adventures
you had here; you can relate as to how you were broken like a badly behaved
stallion by the females who are your natural superiors.  You will have a
tale to tell after your walk of submission tomorrow.  All the ladies are
relishing the spectacle; you will know your place forever after I have
truly owned you.'

   She then released the leash and picked up the huge whip by her side.  He
could feel the women moving in closer to get a good view; cameras clicked
and camcorders whirred.  Carole toyed with the last two feet or so whilst
staring right into his eyes with a contemptuous look.  He could not help
but notice the vicious looking little knot and tassel which made up the
last four inches or so.  Carole smiled wickedly when she noticed this
section had his attention.

   -~You know I -(TM)m going to teach you a very important lesson tomorrow,
don -(TM)t you?  -(TM) he gulped involuntarily and the women sneered and
giggled.

   -~Yes mistress -(TM) he said, the whip being apparent but only guessing
at the full extent of the humiliation which was planned by the goddess
before him, a dominant woman who intended to be the goddess of his destiny.
She ran he fingers over the little knot and tassel;

   -~It -(TM)s very soft you know.  In my expert hands it will cause you
extreme pain which we will both enjoy, but will do you very little lasting
damage- look, I -(TM)ll show you how soft it is -(TM)- and she placed the
end of the whip under her, then sat gracefully down holding the last two
feet under the cleft of her cheeks and her sex.  She then deftly drew it
forward slowly, and increased her grip between her thighs and buttocks as
the last few inches were pulled through, ensuring the business end was
nicely moist with her most womanly scent as the end was released.  She
dangled it before his nose and he could not help but inhale the sweet
mixture of leather and dominant womanhood.

   -~Now draw it through your lips and feel how soft your new mistress is
-(TM) she said in a commanding but reassuring tone which could not be
denied.  He took the last foot or so and his erection bobbed rigidly as he
tasted the whip for the first time.  It was very very soft and the taste of
her served to make his balls ache all the more.  The women laughed at his
humiliation, and at what they knew was to come tomorrow.  Oh how he wanted
to be whipped right now and end this torment.  But Carole knew this.

   -~See, it -(TM)s nice and soft isn -(TM)t it?  -(TM) She said, as he
licked his lips as though having just eaten a doughnut.

   -~Yes Mistress -(TM) she then stood up before him; the whip dangling
from one hand which twirled it menacingly.  He cowered on his knees before
this epitome of mature and dominant femininity.  She moved close into him
so that he could take in her scent and then put her free hand under his
chin and had him look up at her from virtually between her thighs.  The
cameras continued to click and flash, the camcorders continued
relentlessly. She looked down at him as someone might view a dog or other
less important object;

   -~You want to be whipped into submission by me, don -(TM)t you?  -(TM)
she said teasingly.  -~You know it -(TM)s the only way you -(TM)ll be
allowed any reward -(TM).  He just wished he could have it now; he truly
wanted to be owned by this woman and the sooner the better.

   -~Yes mistress, I want you to whip me -(TM).  He sang out without shame;
some of the women clapped at this admission of subservience- he was
pleasing them no end.  -~Then you shall have your wish tomorrow -(TM) she
said, then pushed him aside and strode towards the stairs.

   -~Bring him to me when you -(TM)ve had your pleasure of him- he -(TM)ll
sleep with me tonight -(TM).  The ladies had their way with him for the
next couple of hours.  He was taunted mercilessly about the following day
on the one hand, questioned and conversed with on an almost intellectual
sense regarding his book compositions on the other, and at times simply
treated to the most base and carnal acts with various women; all taking
great care not to allow him to have any -~accidents -(TM) involving the
spillage of his most masculine of body fluids -" though he was taken to the
edge on many occasions.  He was then taken upstairs by Roseanne and
Chrissie, who were careful to pick up the butt plug, lengths of cord and
panties from a table at the foot of the stairs.

   Carole was sitting up in bed reading a draft of one of his books through
a pair of horn rim glasses which made he look even stricter than ever, she
wore nothing else.  The book was -~La belle equestrienne -(TM) in which a
male is treated to all sorts of horsey pleasures by a group of upper-middle
class women somewhere in Hampshire, England.

   -~I can see that the whipping scene in chapter six is purely from your
fantasy and not from experience.  I -(TM)ll have you re-write that part
after tomorrow.  You -(TM)ll be so pleased with my decision -(TM).  She
said this as the two female ranch-hands ushered him to the bed.  Carole
pulled back the duvet to reveal the whip lying next to her.  He was made to
lie down, trussed, plugged, gagged and then Carole picked up a patent
leather belt from beside the bed.  She did this up tightly about her waist.
This accentuated the curve of her gorgeous rear end perfectly.  His leash
was passed between her legs and tied at the front of the belt, pulling his
nose into the crease of her soft, warm bottom.  The two younger women made
sure he was in a reasonably comfortable position and the whip was bound
around his cock and balls.  Carole said;

   -~Sweet dreams -(TM) -and eased her arse into his face.  With the
panties gagging him, he had no option other than to inhale her sweet scent.

   -~Tomorrow I shall own you completely and you will beg me to end your
misery.  You will be broken and humiliated.  You will surrender your will
completely and this will be witnessed by all the women here.  You will do
as you are told by any woman without the slightest thought after I have
finished with you.  When I am satisfied you will be rewarded.  You must
sleep now; the next time you enter this bed you will still be in pain but
you will be allowed to pleasure me.  -(TM)

   His cock twitched at the words; his sphincter clenched at the butt plug,
his breathing increased involuntarily making him suck in the heady aroma of
this mature and dominant woman who was to own him.  His wrists and ankles
felt the tight flex of his bonds.  He was well and truly owned and he did
his best to stay awake and enjoy this delectable humiliation for as long as
possible, whilst also imagining the whipping he was to receive.  It was no
good; the soft bed and the warmth of the goddess soon enveloped him.

   ******** He awoke as the panties were being removed from his mouth by
Roseanne.  Carole was in the shower but he was not allowed to wash.

   -~There -(TM)s no point -(TM) grinned Roseanne;

   -~you are going to get very sweaty, dusty and we hope there -(TM)ll be a
little blood too.  -(TM) He was taken naked and dishevelled down stairs and
made to drink lots of liquids- they made sure that energy drinks were
forced down him; they knew he would not be able to cope with eating solids,
such was the level of his fear and excitement.  The women all gathered
around and he was taken into a corral at the side of the ranch.  Though
still quite early in the morning, the sun blazed down and he was already
beginning to sweat.  Agnes, holly, Judy and Celeste were all there, as were
Chrissie and Roseanne.  They were accompanied by Tabitha, whom he -(TM)s
seen naked on a horse when first arriving, and there were four or five
other women there to; invited along to witness a spectacle which had become
legendary amongst the dominant women here.

   -~Ok Ladies -(TM) said Roseanne; and they all joined him in becoming
naked, stripping their clothes off where they stood.  They all smiled
knowingly at him.  Then they all turned to see Carole naked atop her
stallion as she walked him into the corral.

   -~Hood him!  -(TM) she commanded, and Chrissie smartly placed a black
hood over his head.  This had eye-holes in it so as to allow him to enjoy
the spectacle too.  Then Carole cast down a rope which was tied to her
saddle; this was tied around his neck.

   -~You will now be taken to Hangman -(TM)s Hill where you will suffer for
all womanhood!  -(TM) The women cheered and clapped and after his wrists
were bound behind him, the horse walked on, and he was taken, hooded,
naked, roped and tied to a stallion ridden by a naked and dominant goddess-
before a group of ten or twelve naked and superior women who were to
witness his punishment and utter humiliation.  They walked out into the
countryside along a hot and dusty trail; he watched the beautifully bodied
figure before him and noticed the beads of sweat run down her back into the
inviting crevice which sat sweetly upon the saddle.  The whip wiggled
around by the side of her steed and he was now almost relishing the thought
of feeling that whip and disgracing himself before the throng of women as
the middle-aged dominatrix tested his will with the whip.  The well- worn
trail which was soft and dusty underfoot slowly wound up an incline.

   He could soon view the surrounding landscape for miles around, though
this was of little interest to him.  Then as they neared the top he espied
a -~T -(TM) shaped wooden frame looming closer.  This was at the top of the
incline and the padded frame set with shackle was set in a circle of smooth
stone seating.  This was -~Hangman -(TM)s Hill -(TM).

   He was unleashed, unbound, and taken to the frame.  Then his wrists were
passed through the shackles and fastened with tight leather straps.  His
ankles were bound to the foot of the post in similar fashion.  The women
jostled for the best positions within the stone seating- they wanted to
watch him suffer; some had a preference to watch his facial expressions,
others wanted to view the whip exact its work on his body.  Carole walked
the stallion round so that he could watch her dismount with the whip; she
wanted him to savour as much memory of her as possible, as she would be
behind him for most of the proceedings.  His cock was upright and rigid
against the padded post and it throbbed as he marvelled at this glorious
woman and the fate which she would deliver to him.  She dismounted slowly,
keeping perfect poise, even though she was as eager as he was to start
proceedings.  She took the whip and walked around him several times.

   -~You have been brought here to pay for your masculinity and all the
evils that representation has cast upon femininity over the centuries. 
Today you will learn that you are nothing in comparison to a woman and you
will suffer at the hands of womanhood.  Your cries will carry over a great
distance and may be heard by people other than the women who will witness
your punishment first hand.  When I am satisfied you have been broken, you
will be allowed relief which will be witnessed by all.  I shall now whip
you.  -(TM)

   His cock quivered and twitched, as did his stomach and bowels as she
started to move out of his vision to her station behind him.  He thought of
his dank flat near London, of his books, and of the predicament this had
led him too.  He then felt the tightness of the straps that bound him and
squirmed as his erect cock pressed against the padded post.  He looked at
the women who were now licking their lips, smiling and craning their necks
in anticipation of the sight of the first stroke; they started a slow
hand-clap to help this on its way and increase his awareness to the utter
humiliation he was about to endure.

   Then, by some unseen command, they fell silent.  He noticed the women
-(TM)s staring excited eyes; the silence was deafening but did not last for
long.  He tensed as he heard the whooshing sound of the leather demon being
swirled around the head of his tormentor behind him -- Then

   -~CRACK!!He winced in agony and yelped audibly as the whip bit him
across the top of his buttocks.  He heard it come again and again and cried
out and moaned uncontrollably.  Each time the vicious crack of the whip was
preceded by the evil whoosh which announced its imminent arrival and
delivery of exquisite pain.  The strokes which left prominent marks or made
him cry out in particular agony were greeted by cheers from the women.

   -~CRACKKKK!!!

   The pain was unbearable and he tried to slump at the post but was held
firm- there was no escape.  He cried like a child as the women relished his
pain and degradation.  He felt the wicked tassel bite again and again, and
his back and buttocks began to numb with the constant pain.  His erection
had died at the onset of the agony, but now it returned as a strangely
erotic feeling penetrated the extreme pain he was suffering.

   Through his bitter tears, the crack of the whip, and the throbbing pain
which followed the initial bite, he now began to feel that he was truly
owned and wanted to die for the women; he was beginning to enjoy the pain.

   Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

   He snivelled and yelped and moaned in glorious submission to womanhood.
Then everything went black.

   The blazing sun met his eyes as the opened once more; Carole had him by
the hair and was pulling his head back.  His arse and back stung like hell,
his feet were warm and moist; he had released his bladder in fear.

   -~Take him down!  -(TM) said Carole.  He was released and fell to his
knees before her.  His eyes still dribbled tears as she used the doubled
whip and placed it under his chin to lift his head.

   -~You are truly the plaything of all women now, aren -(TM)t you?  -(TM)
she taunted.  The women all sniggered and he was amazed at how quickly his
physical strength was returning, though he knew his male pride was
diminished and beaten forever.  He was theirs.

   -~Yes mistress -(TM) he sobbed.  She then used the whip to taunt his
erect cock.  -~Now we -(TM)ll watch you have your relief.  You will now
masturbate before the woman who has broken you.  -(TM) The women cheered
and Carole again lifted his head with the whip and smiled victoriously.

   He needed no further prompting and began to stroke his cock as he looked
up at the superb female who had delivered him to submission forever.  He
felt the eyes of all the women upon him and they once again started a slow
hand-clap as he felt immense pleasure for the first time in what seemed to
be an eternity.  His rock hard cock began to pulse and Carole smiled
wickedly as she saw the first signs of his approaching orgasm ; the
hand-clap grew faster; he thought of the whipping and the smiling women- he
had truly been owned and now he would willingly humiliate himself for them.


   -~Yes!  You are mine!  -(TM) said Carole as he convulsed and the women
clapped loudly at random, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed
through his body as he disgraced himself before the women.  Spurt after
spurt shot over Carole -(TM)s legs and feet and dribbled down, emulating
his tears.  He moaned in ecstasy as he spent as though it were to be his
last.

   -~Now lick me clean.  -(TM) Said Carole softly; without any command or
malice to her tone.  He licked up the salty mixture of cum and sweat from
her beautiful legs without any hesitation; he found this as enjoyable as
putting it there.  This made him realise that the day -(TM)s events had
changed him forever- changed him for the better.  He now truly knew he was
owned and would worship any woman.

   He was roped to the horse for the return journey but was not hooded, nor
were his hands bound; two of the women whom had had never seen before that
day walked either side of him to ensure he did not stumble or fall.  They
kissed and petted him in the way back and told him in a matter-of-fact way
about how they had enjoyed his whipping and act of debasement afterwards.
They both commented on how they wished they were Carole, as they knew both
he and she would not be seen that evening; he was to be allowed to recover
whilst pleasuring the beautiful dominatrix.  He looked at the beautiful
naked feminine shape in the saddle before him, whip hanging loosely- his
cock which had being doing the same, suddenly became erect once more.

   He was taken indoors and showered down by Roseanne and Chrissie.  Though
only superficial , what flesh wounds there were stung like hell at first as
the two sponged him down.  He was then taken back to Carole -(TM)s vast bed
where Holly and Judy were waiting for him.  The two elegant women both wore
chiffon wraps; Judy in purple, Holly in cerise.  They had covered the bed
with a large vinyl sheet and had him lie down on it.

   -�You have had quite a day -� said Holly; -�we have also seen how you
have performed and all the ladies are very pleased with you- I bet you have
one or two ideas for a story or two now, do you not?  -� She gently rubbed
some sweet smelling balm onto his tender back and cheeks as she spoke.  His
back tingled as the warming balm ran down the crack of his arse and around
his balls, making them glow.

   -�I took thousands of pictures and hours of video; I will soon have
enough for your first compilation-cannot wait till we get back -� Said
Judy, who like Holly, smelt divine.

   -� -~Let us have you face up now -� said Holly.  He turned on the now
oily vinyl sheet.  Judy passed him a glass of water and a blue diamond
shaped tablet.  -�Drink this down now; you have been a good boy today and
you shall be comforted tonight.  -� He looked at the voluptuous Betty Page
look alike and noted her erect nipples which poked enticingly through the
chiffon.

   -�Yes -� she said, you shall please the two of us for an hour or so,
then Carole will take you on through the night -� She said in a casual
tone. She grinned at him, removed her wrap and sat on the moist surface
next to him.

   -�Hold out your hand -� As he did, Holly poured a little baby oil into
his palm.  -�Being as you are so interested in my breasts, you would not
mind lubricating them for me, would you?  -� He applied the oil to her
beautiful orbs, which soon glistened all over and the pert nipples bounced
as they flexed beneath his fingers.  He felt a warm oily hand on his balls,
which then glided slowly up and down his erect cock.  He looked down to see
the mature hand of Holly teasing him.

   -�You enjoyed your whipping in the end, did you not?  -� Said Holly- -�
I could see it in your face near the end- you certainly made me very moist
-� -�Yes Mistress Holly -� he said, obediently and truthfully.

   -�You have given me a great deal of pleasure today, but I shall want a
little more this evening.  I want you to think about your whipping and the
fact that you are now being pleasured by two mature and dominant women.  I
am going to wank you off, and when you are spent I shall have you lick me
to orgasm -� Judy then gained his attention for a moment by holding the
hand which had been oiling her breasts.

   -�I shall watch you pleasure Holly, then you will rub me all over with
the oil.  When I think you have done a good enough job, you will be ready
to give up your cream once more.  You have been especially good today, so I
will allow you a special treat- I am going to let you fuck me.  Though I
have allowed you to do this, it is of course not generally allowed, so it
will give me licence to punish you for your misdemeanour at a later date. I
want you to bear that in mind as you perform for me -�

   -�It will be a pleasure to be punished by you Mistress Judy -� he said
dutifully, and as he did, Holly smiled wickedly and began to stroke his
eager cock in earnest.

   -�I cannot wait for my next evening alone with you- I shall give your
bottom such a caning- I may even whip you myself -�

   Holly said as he looked at the mature woman, her shapely tanned , and
slightly saggy breasts wobbled delectably as she worked him quickly toward
his first reward of the evening.  Judy took a dildo and wiped Holly between
the legs; the nub coming back up shiny and wet- she winked thankfully at
Judy, who placed the dildo under his nose;

   -�Smell where you are to go in a few short moments -� she taunted.  He
did and immediately began to convulse as he felt the first wave of sheer
pleasure washed through his body.  Judy pushed the dildo into his mouth;
-�There; a taster for you!  -�

   Holly said -�Good Boy!  -� as she felt his first pump in earnest- he
looked at the wicked lady smiling victoriously as she knew her work was
reaching the climax.  He thought of her caning him- He bit onto the dildo
as the ecstasy of release overcame him; he pumped and pumped -his hot
sticky mess shooting all over the torso and hand of the mature dominatrix-
he eyed her gratefully as she drained his balls of his first delivery of
the evening.

   She took the dildo from his mouth and offered her messy hand, smiling,
but making no command.  He readily licked the slender fingers and palm,
swallowing the salty cream as he did so.  The gorgeously aged beauty then
lay back on the oily sheet, pointed at the sticky droplets around her
middle as she relaxed, and he eagerly cleaned her with his tongue.

   -�Button first -� she commanded; -�Cannot be doing with having a sticky
arse, when ones pussy is being attended to -� she sniggered.  He went down
and lapped at her musty scented anus without any hesitation whatsoever, his
flagging penis already stirring once more as he squirmed on the oily sheet.
He then felt a foot on his bottom;

   -�Oh no naughty boy- you are not going to waste yourself like that -�
Judy was now stood on the bed watching the proceedings, and she was having
his next offering-not the sheets!  He probed and licked deep into the
rectal passage of the older woman whilst she toyed with her pussy;

   -�Lick my pussy now -� she wailed urgently- she had been thoroughly
enjoying his act of submission in licking that most base and intimate of
her orifices, but she wanted her pussy finished off with his tongue.  He
slid his tongue up the beautiful groove which had opened up before him;
there was nothing quite like the scent and taste of the sex of a mature
woman.  Judy pressed down hard on his arse to ensure he did not give
himself up to the oily sheet-this increased his pleasure as it enhanced his
feeling of being dominated, and he worked at the older woman; sucking and
lapping at her clitoris, eager to please her and hear her moan with
pleasure.

   Holly duly obliged and moaned and shuddered as reached a satisfying
orgasm.  Her wonderfully aged yet lithe legs lifted and she pulled his head
into her sex as she shrieked at the apex of her pleasure.

   -�Well done!  -� she said as she moved her thigh around his head to
release him.  She then made herself comfortable so she could watch Judy
receive the attention she now needed so badly.  She thrust the oil at him,
smiling and almost panting with anticipation.  She stuck out a foot;

   -�Suck my toes first!  -� he duly knelt before her and held her delicate
foot, sucking on her toes one by one.  He had never done this before, and
had never really been attracted to the feet of a woman, yet he now found
this gentle act of subservience very pleasing; his erection now back to
full strength, he relished this simple act of dominance.

   -�Now the oil!  -�- he spilled some liberally into his hand and rubbed
her gorgeously chubby legs, up to her thighs.  She placed a palm over her
sex; -�Uh uh -� she shook her head; -�We -(TM)ll leave her till last -�. 
She knelt up on the bead, her back to him, and he joyously applied the oil
to her beautifully round and soft cheeks, and he small of her back.  She
caught hi arm and pulled her into her soft back.  He smelt her soft hair as
she rubbed his hand on her glistening breasts;

   -�Nearly done; you are doing very well, I shall let you fuck me in a
moment .  -� She said teasingly.  She felt his cock at the crack of her
arse and pushed backwards invitingly.  Oh how he wished she -(TM)d one day
let him take her that way.  She giggled as though she was reading his mind;

   -�I know what you are thinking -" just your tongue up there for now I
think.  -� Holly was toying with herself once more as she was entertained
by the two glistening bodies before her she watched as he applied the last
bit of oil to her neck.  She turned around and looked him deep in the eyes,
placed a drip of oil on his fingers and lay back;

   -�Apply the last drop -� she said as she spread her legs showing him the
full warmth of her womanhood.  He dutifully obliged; meekly at first as the
whipping was still fresh in his mind and he was not convinced that some
punishment would be unleashed upon him.  She smiled warmly at him at helped
his hand caress her mound;

   -�Make sure you oil my arsehole as well!  -� she giggled, and he slipped
an oily finger into her softness, making her jump slightly; she pulled his
hand away and grabbed his arms;

   -�Oh you sweet ,subservient little boy!  - I did so enjoy watching you
punished earlier, but I could not help feeling sorry for you either.  I
want to comfort you now, and you shall fuck me.  -� She pulled him down and
put her arm around his neck, took his cock in her hand and slid him
straight into her moist and inviting sex.  She wrapped her ample thighs and
legs over his back.  She made it quite certain that she was still in
control and he was hers until she had been satisfied.  He groped and
squeezed her soft and slippery body, his cock immersed in the hot depths of
her wetness.  She moved in a gentle rhythm;, her body undulating under him
and those thighs ensuring the pressure was applied just so.  He revelled in
the sensual feelings and the intoxicating scent of the woman.  He was as
much in bondage at this point as he had ever been; he may have been on top,
but she was firmly taking charge of him.

   -�You naughty, naughty boy; I shall take great pleasure in punishing you
for this when I next have you alone -� she sighed as she began to squeeze
him all the more; -�I shall suck every last drop of cream from your
balls..ohhh!  -� She pulled him hard into her sex; his balls tingled and he
began to spasm.  Oh how he wanted to give her everything he had.  She
moaned in ecstasy and he shot his warmth into her folds as she held him
till she had had her fill.

   Holly sighed with relief, and lay there smiling, hand between her legs.
They kissed him and patted him, rubbed him down with soft towels and
removed the vinyl sheet.  He was left to sleep for half an hour or so. 
Carole would be next to comfort him.

   He woke with a now universal erection; even in sleep his mind bounced
back and forth with the visions of the wraiths and goddesses he had been
confronted with.  Being dosed with Viagra ensured the theme stuck with him.
Now as he emerged into reality once more, there before him was the red
haired middle aged dominatrix who had owned him in the extreme earlier on.
Though she now smiled warmly at him, he still viewed her with some
trepidation.  From his first encounter with her at the office, through her
speech on the lawn at Dolores -(TM) house and her treatment on the plane
and today, she has always been the most stern and relentless domme.

   But tonight she seemed calm and tender; he fought to come to terms with
this.  Was it he or she that had changed?  She put her hand on his cheek
softly; where she had slapped him before on occasion.  Her smile was a
little more wicked now, taking him back to her former persona for just a
moment.  The truth was that as she had broken him earlier, she now had no
need to be stern with him; he would do just as he were told without
question, and she knew this.

   -�You took your whipping very well -� She whispered as she pulled him
gently on to his side and softly caressed his back and bottom where earlier
she had left her mark.

   -�I see the girls have done a good job of soothing you; are you still
very sore?  -� He found this strange mothering difficult to come to terms
with, given her earlier ferocity;

   -�Only a little, Mistress Carole -� he said almost apologetically.

   -�You did so enjoy giving yourself up to me though, did you not?  -� She
removed the wrap she was wearing as she spoke and he was once again at the
mercy of his carnal feelings as he eyed the splendid woman before him, who
now continued to stroke his back, rear end and thighs, her delicious
breasts wobbling teasingly with her movement.

   -�Yes Mistress, you hurt me very much at first, then I did not want you
to stop -� -"he could not help but be honest with this marvellously
dominant woman who knew full well that she had broken him.

   -�Aww, come to me -� she purred as she got into the warm bed with him,
pulling him into her soft warm grasp, and allowing him to appreciate her
sweet scent up close.  She toyed with his cock which was rigid again
despite being put to good use twice recently already; the Viagra and the
different women with their intoxicating scents had him performing like a
fit and sexually depraved eighteen year old.

   -�You will be happy to visit my ranch again will you not?  I have lots
of ideas of an equestrian nature lined up for you!  -� She giggled like a
sixteen year old, and he felt very relaxed with her now.

   -�You have performed well and all the ladies have been very
complimentary about you; I shall reward you -" what would you most like to
do with me- or have done?  -� Her face suddenly took on the wickedness he
was more accustomed to.  He thought of those beautiful thighs and her
generous bottom, he thought of how she had made him cower at the barbecue,
and how she had whipped him into complete submission- he wanted her to know
how much he had enjoyed submitting to her and was beside himself with
excitement, his cock throbbed;

   -�Please Mistress Carole; I want to be allowed to come whilst licking
your arse.  -� She smiled victoriously at him and kissed him full on the
lips, smothering his face in ruby lipstick.  She fully understood his
willingness to perform another act of submission just for her.  She had
done her work on him well.  She looked at him sternly to elevate his mood
of submission and lay back on the bed.  She produced a small flexible cane
from behind the bedstead and beckoned him down between her elegant thighs
as she lifted her legs, exposing the object he desired.

   -�Do not worry; I know you are sore- I do not intend to hurt you with
the cane this time.  I just want to help you along and remind you of the
whipping you enjoyed earlier as you enjoy pleasuring my bottom.  I shall
make you lick the mess of my sheets when you have honoured me.  -�

   He went straight down to her sweet anus, enjoying the succulent tang it
offered him.  He looked up over her fingers as they worked her mound and
the globes of her breasts to withes her smiling dominantly at him as he
probed and licked.  True to her word he witnessed her free hand flicking
the cane across his buttocks, making him smart delectably and inducing his
cock into a rhythm on the sheets under him.  She had owned him earlier and
now she would own him again-he was in heaven.  He thought of his time at
the ranch- the chubby vixen, Carole upon the stallion, his toilet training-
and the whipping.  Carole moaned as she worked her pussy into a frenzy, the
cane flailing ; he looked over that sweet mound, felt the cane, then felt
that luxurious ecstasy as he spurted his warmth in submission -" his tongue
deep within her anus.  She bucked in ecstasy too; oh how she was enjoying
his submissiveness.

   She poked him with the cane, smiling and giggling, and had him lick his
salty mess from the sheets.  She then wrapped the duvet about the two of
them and they slept in a warm embrace.

   As they drove back to the plane the next morning all the women wanted to
sit near him and cuddle him.  He felt elated.

   -�Just wait till we tell Dolores about you -� they giggled.  He thought
of Dolores too; he was looking forward to seeing her and Miami Beach once.
They boarded the Jet and the return journey was more of a party atmosphere,
everyone having enjoyed the ranch, but keen to return.  After the short
trip they arrived at Opa-Locka.  They disembarked and there on the tarmac
was Dolores.

   -�Come with me -� she said, and he went obediently without hesitation.
   To be continued