Chapter 10

Gordon was walked home in full ceremony; the superbly dominant Maria zigzagging across streets and taking the longest route possible home from the park. Gordon was close to coming in the elasticated suit as he watched the delectable ass of the Eastern woman ripple and bulge in the tight cat suit as she strutted before him; leash in the one hand, cane in the other. Gordon received the final sneers from passing women as they neared Elaine's house once more; he had been humiliated in an extreme and subliminal way, and he was now almost disappointed that his exhibition was over. The extreme of the exposure in the suit, was tempered by the sublime pleasure that was had by the other dog walkers, treated to a taste of domination, this had been a thrill for them and had had Gordon close to shooting his mess as he was dominated in no uncertain terms by women who were otherwise very ordinary; Gordon's cock was close to bursting as he reasoned that this confirmed that ALL women were dominant.

Gordon was taken up to the wardrobe room, stripped and summarily thrashed to tears by the spitefully aroused Maria; he had messed the inside of the suit with pre-cum, was made to lick it clean and then treated to a very vigorous ass-striping. The snivelling wretch was then made to help the smiling dominatrix from her cat suit and made to lick her sweaty asshole while she masturbated on thinking of the day's glorious humiliations. After she had kicked her feet skyward and basked in a fulfilling orgasm, she taunted and toyed with Gordon as he continued to indulge her asshole as her cunt juices dribbled down. Humiliated, defeated, and in complete submission to her, he earned himself another caning as the teasing woman used her cane expertly; his squirming on the bed allowing him to shoot his mess in her honour, as he too recalled the delicious humiliation of the dog suit as he lovingly licked the asshole of the woman who had been supreme in his exposure.

Across town, the woman with the brown tights and sensible shoes tied her leash to one of the bed legs, and lay on the bed as her husband snored in his armchair downstairs. She peeled the tights down and pulled her sticky panties clear of her fully aroused and dripping mature cunt; the scent of which flooded the room, she had not been this excited in years. She pulled the leash tight with one hand and thought of her discipline and humiliation of Gordon as she nursed her hot and juicy cunt with the other; her whole body tingled down to her toes in the sensible shoes as she indulged in a glorious masturbation session. The spark of dominance had been awoken in her; she moaned in utter ecstasy as her hand went white with the tension of the leather leash; she would wear black tights, or maybe stockings next time, and she would buy new shoes which she would hide from her staid husband; she had noticed that some of the other ladies had spiced their appearance for the walk in the park. She raised her mature legs high and moaned again as she thought of the cane striking those deliciously exposed balls. If only there was a way the Eastern girl would let her borrow the dog for a while whilst her husband was at Maiden Downs golf club?

Elaine was ecstatic when she returned from the meeting; Gloria Trent had been most helpful with her graphic descriptions of the magazines Fox-Janner indulged in, and Angela had posted her on people he was seen with frequently at the golfing store. Gordon was led into the main lounge by Elaine and made to kneel on a padded mat set centrally before a huge black leather sofa; his sore ass was glad to see the back of Maria, but he felt strangely uncomfortable as Elaine stripped naked and sank into the soft leather, holding a pad and pen. Gordon swallowed hard and his previously well-satisfied cock began to bulge again as he studied the sumptuous curves of the dominant redhead, her full breasts and ample ass and thighs so delectable. She smiled wickedly at him as she lifted a leg, allowing him a glimpse of her sweet pussy with its small flash of red hair.

"I so love the feel of leather on my body, and I find I can think a lot clearer when I'm naked; Angela tells me you prefer the feel of rubber though, I think she intends to make good use of you, which is what I intend this evening. You're going to tell me all you know about each of the board members; their known habits, relationships and fetishes, if you're aware of them. I already have Clyde Wilson on the hook, and he will open up when I have him at the Equestrian Centre; I already have a little photographic mission for him in mind, involving Fox-Janner ... talking of whom, let's start at the top. His housekeeper found some very interesting magazines at his house; did you ever see him associate with any young and very pretty girls, about half his age?" Gordon was a little puzzled at first; he had not been the most observant of people, and was always wrapped up in the business he had now been gratefully relieved of, though something did strike his memory where Fox-Janner was concerned.

"Something that I found a little strange once was him arriving at the store with a very feminine young thing who he said was his niece, Sandy. He knew I was not the social type, not taking much notice of things, and I have to admit, I did not take much notice, other than that she was brunette. Funny thing is, he turned up at the store a few months on, with a sweet redhead and knowing that I don't take much notice, announced that this was his niece, Sandy. I just thought he had made a mistake with the names."