Coupling of Desires
Copyright© 2025 by Midsummerman
Chapter 2
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Madam Julia's penchant for other women, and her dark pleasure in viewing public executions, leads her to young Ellie, a woman who has similar tastes but is incarcerated in an arranged marriage, but enjoys dominating her pathetic husband. The two meet by chance and their union has them scheme for the disposal of the husband... when his full use has expired.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Wimp Husband BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Sadistic Snuff Group Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex
Though he’d already been dominated by Ellie, Perkin now found himself an absolute slave to Madam Carder and his wife, and put to good use as housemaid to tend them hand and foot. Their eyes were on him constantly, masturbation was now forbidden, though his cock ached for it when caned with regularity by an obliging Julia, he having learned to beg for it. On those many nights when he was not to be used as part of their sexual entertainment, he slept bound and gagged, his cock and balls tightly swathed in a bandage of silk and linen to prevent stimulation against the bedding, a neutering that the two women took a wicked delight in performing. They sometimes relieved him of the blindfold, to allow him to witness their sharing of a finely carved, double headed dildo which Julia had sourced, the symbol of their feminine union put to good use, whilst having him know the agony of denial on witnessing it ... and ensuring his seed would be given generously when next required. Another public hanging would provide the aperitif required.
His cock poked hard and rigid within his leggings as the cool and gloomy October air provided the perfect atmosphere for the hanging of John Hutchings for the murder of his wife; a crime which gave Julia and Ellie extra spice in their keenness to see him hanged outside Maidstone prison, before a large and eager crowd. Once again. The forthright Madam Carter had seen to it that they were in an advantageous position nice and early, with a clear view of the tall and imposing gallows by the prison gate. Both Julia’s and Ellie’s cunts matched Perkin’s arousal, the older woman aware of the pathetic males need to come, and putting a firm reminder to him, as she viewed his bulge with contempt.
“Don’t you dare waste your seed ... you’re to be allowed a spend later...”. Her cunt tingled lushly almost hoping on the one hand that he did, her face expressing a spiteful sneer as continued, enjoying his obvious want for a long awaited spurt to a luxurious and submissive orgasm, denied him till then.
“ ... you’ll be thrashed within an inch of your life if you do...” Ellie looked across her shoulder to ensure none of the eyes of the surrounding crowd were on here, and making sure his were, fingered her cunt through her silken skirts, reminding him from an incident earlier, that she wore no underwear that day.
“ ... yes, you hold your pathetic offering back, and you’ll be allowed a very special treat later ... if you show absolute obedience, and the whim takes us.” His balls and anus tingled wildly at what that treat might be, every thought making it harder to control himself on feeling his cock ooze pre-cum. Julia then provoked his erotic ardour further, taking him back to that earlier incident.
“I do hope you enjoyed your history lesson on Penenden Heath earlier ... such a delightful spot.” It had indeed, been delightful for him, teased by the women on being taken to a rural area away from the town, aptly named Gallows Hill, where up until hangings commenced outside the prison, many had enjoyed the rich humiliation of the noose, exposed for public pleasure in an open place with no boundary ... other than that passage to their deaths. With no-one else about, the dominated Perkin had been made to kneel on the spot where they perceived the stout gallows had stood, and in a bold move, Ellie had lifted her skirts and cloaked him with them, having his nose sniff hard at her exposed cunt, whilst the two teased him with their thoughts on longing to have seen the executions there. His cock now boned as hard as it had when sniffing at his dominant wife’s cunt, Julia keeping him keen on the subject.
“Oh, how exquisite that would be, to see a hanging in such rural and open circumstances ... and hanged as they were in those days, in just a white shroud, the expulsion of seed from those who came on the rope, would have been so evident ... just imagine the shame of that, Perkin, just you imagine.” Perkin had little time to think on it, as the crowd now murmured with expectation as the murderer was led out, chants of ‘you’re going to die today!’ ringing out as the quaking male was shown the rope, noosed, and hooded, his last view of life being one of an excited mass audience. Julia sighed with pompous expectancy, longing for the thrill of another death, in her haughty and righteous element as she taunted Perkin.
“Just think what’s going through his mind Perkin ... don’t you wish that were you? ... about to know the full measure of the rope?” His cock oozed pre-cum at that thought, and at her taunting tone, which confirmed to him that she longed to see him punished on the rope. He offered no direct response, but his gasp of sexual excitement as the hangman moved to operate the trap, confirmed to her his own desire to be displayed on high. He nearly came as a huge roar went up from the crowd, as the reluctant wretch dropped to know the full and justified benefit of the rope, their obvious delight, the last thing he heard. Julia and Ellie embraced unashamedly, sighing with pert satisfaction as they watched the hanged male’s last futile wrigglings on the taut and creaking rope, both hoping that his neck hadn’t been snapped, and that he was being made to thoroughly enjoy the noose whilst the gratuitous applause continued from the crowd ... and both longing for the more intimate hanging they longed for.
Their embrace would have been perceived by most of those members of the crowd that saw it, as one of the support of a weaker minded woman, overcome by the horror of the spectacle, and held firm by the older woman, but others, especially some women of a certain sexual awareness, would have recognised a certain intimacy, pleasing them. As Julia and Ellie whispered their longings to each other whilst watching an elated Perkin gawp lustily at the punished male, now being hauled up high clear of the obstruction of the platform, to have his duly humiliated corpse hang high on display for the crowd’s leering pleasure, two women approached the embracing couple.
Perkin’s already aching cock, twitched its rigidity on seeing a very haughty and pompous looking woman, accompanied by a younger, more delicate female, both smile warmly as they gained the attentions of Julia and Ellie. A little perturbed at the intrusion at first, the cunts of the embracing couple soon warmed to this interruption on hearing the haughty woman’s words.
“Sorry to intrude, but were you not at Bury St Edmunds to witness justice applied?...” Her eyes went to her younger companion, whose breasts heaved at the memory, her lips tightly sealed as she acknowledged the pleased look of a woman who was so obviously, just from the look, her lesbian partner, a mature and dominant one.
“Such a pleasure bro see that justice applied in full, isn’t it my love?” The girls breasts heaved all the more, she, remaining tight lipped but nodding her approval of enjoying the spectacle of a hanging from a submissive point of view. Julia eased as the haughty woman looked back to her, in between giving a glancing and approving look at the younger Ellie.
“We were indeed ... Do you attend hangings regularly? ... as you’ve seen, we do.” Perkin’s cock pulsed as the brown haired matriarch’s brown eyes viewed him with a certain contemptuous severity.
“Oh yes ... especially the male hangings.” Her eyes continued to survey Perkin, his silence, in a society where the male dominated and would take the lead with introductions, confirmed what she’d seen before as he knelt and prayed ... that he was dominated by the women. Her cunt was ripe with arousal as she put him firmly in his place.
“I see you have your male with you again ... I take it he’s owned by you?” Ellie now found her voice, excited by being in the company of women who do obviously shared their sexual tastes.
“He’s my ... errr ... husband...”. She sneered at him with contempt, as did Julia and the two visiting women, as Ellie continued, spitefully.
“ ... at the moment.” Julia was now ready to demonstrate her authority to the two, as a red faced Perkin squirmed before four pairs of feminine eyes, a hanged male providing an exquisite backdrop for them.
“Kneel Perkin ... kneel and pray.” The two new women laughed audibly and most mockingly as Perkin went to his knees immediately, his cock high and longing for that spurt he was promised, as he basked in the lush humiliation of being shamed before fresh feminine faces. Whilst the surrounding crowd within eyesight assumed Perkin was praying for the hanged male’s soul, Julia had the pathetic cur humiliated himself further.
“Tell our new friends what you’re praying for Perkin ... tell them what you desire ... Out with it!” The haughty matriarch who’d advanced to the couple now knew in no uncertain terms that Julia was the owner of both wife and husband ... her cunt tingling lustily at the admission which was offered in sweet humiliation from his mouth.
“I ... I long ... long to be hanged ... hanged by women.” The haughty newcomer sighed with a deviant and sadistic pleasure, quickly developing a contempt for Perkin that went beyond that she had for all men ... and a rich desire to become further acquainted with the trio, her younger partner sneering spitefully at the pathetic male too ... she’d had the pleasure of seeing her stern partner whip submissive males, and would sorely like to see her whip this one. Ellie smirked with a spite of her own as Perkin cowered at the feet of four women, the shame, intensely exciting.
“He likes to shoot his mess whilst being teased with a noose, dreaming that one day he’ll take the drop to the applause of femininity ... don’t you Perkin?” The new matriarch’s cunt, and that of her younger companion, tingled with dominant sexual pleasure as the feeble cur nodded his head in submission, both yearning to witness that shameful treat. The haughty woman extended her hand toward Julia’s eagerly, and it’s grasp was eagerly accepted.
“Prudence Harper... “ She urged her younger companion forward.
“Tongue girl ... have these ladies know who you are.” Ellie’s cunt oozed with an excited arousal at the older woman’s obvious command, confirming that like she, the younger woman was dominated. The younger woman smiled meekly as she extended her hand too, her cunt hotly aroused too, at being in the company of women who do obviously shared her passion for other women ... and a lusting spite for males.
“Harriet ... Hattie Manders ... so pleased to meet you.” Julia took a long wistful look up at the male who hanged limp in defeat on the rope, having provided the leering crowd with the day’s entertainment, then introduced herself and Ellie, then posed a question to the two women, without first consulting her young partner, confirming to Madam Prudence that she was very much in control of both her, and the kneeling wretch.
“Ellie and I would so love to have you come and stay at our house...”. She sneered down at the pathetic male, whose tenure hanged like a thread, as would he, when his use to the domineering women had expired.
“You’d like that too, wouldn’t you Perkin ... having two more ladies to serve and admit your desires to.” All four women laughed as he gasped in an obviously submissive pleasure, his cock boning at the spiteful laughter of new women, whom he knew would have their cunts licked after dominating and humiliating him.
Madam Prudence Harper puffed her breasts as she put one arm about Hattie, sniffing at her perfume as the girl pouted with excitement.
“That would be a nice adventure, wouldn’t it my love...” She grinned down at Perkin, her eyes tinged with wickedness, as he looked up to her, spellbound.
“ ... and with a male to wait on us too, just perfect.” Having already spoken with such intimate detail, both sets of women were eager to perform whilst being observed, the younger ones at having the older see their submission, and the older women having the younger witness their dominance, all mutually aroused at the prospect of a revealing of their sexual desires for their own sex ... and for the humiliation and punishment of a male, surplus to their keener desires, but the thrill of having him know his usage was minimal in the extreme, adding extra spice.
Perkin was made to strip naked, and collared and leashed immediately the four women arrived at the house which was once his, but in which he was now an enslaved tenant ... with a very limited lease. Madam Prudence sighed with a spite and a haughty satisfaction at seeing the pathetic male’s utter submission and obedience to Madam Julia and Ellie, his complete ownership by them in no doubt in any element ... and at his rudely pointing cock, rigidly erect in his erotic admission of the pleasure of being dominated like a cur.
Young Hattie’s eyes also illuminated at the sight, she’d not seen an erect cock since a male had attempted to court her, then had teased her about her sexuality on learning that she lived with another woman. He’d not expected the reaction he received, being a cocky male and used to talking down to mere females, shocking him, and unconsciously thrilling him, as the mature Prudence and a displeased Hattie overpowered him ... and he’d erected when his lower clothing was removed, and boned rigid as he was lain over Prudence’s thighs, and spanked like a child, the sensation, humiliation, and scent of a dominant woman as he was shown a firm hand, having that cock shoot out an admission that he’d view women so differently from them on. She grinned wickedly at her Mistress, and the two other women, betraying a sort of innocence where masculinity was concerned.
“Is he to be spanked? ... I should so like that.” That innocence was not lost on Perkin, the ripe appetite of such a petit girl to see him punished, having his balls ache for it as he was tugged along on the leash, Julia sneering at him with a sadistic yearning of her own, whilst Ellie ensured his prompt progress to humiliation and punishment with a cane, showing she was equally dominant where masculinity was concerned.
“A spanking?...” Julia tugged the leash hard.
“ ... he’ll not be allowed the comfort of a hand ... he’ll be caned and whipped young lady!” Now having ascended the stairs, Prudence looked at her younger lover with a pert smile.
“You want to see him come whilst punished ... just like that boy, don’t you?” Hattie said nothing but blushed slightly, her cunt hot for that sight again, Ellie keen to see it too, as she stroked Perkin’s poking cheeks with her cane as he was tugged toward the master bedroom, where from day one of his marriage, he’d been shown that he’d only come under his dominant wife’s terms.
“You shall cane him along with me ... after he’s performed a duty which will ensure he knows the sincerity of our strokes most thoroughly.” Hattie’s smile broadened, tinged with a wanton spite. Perkin now almost straining on the leash, and having Julia’s contempt for him excite her all the more.
“Well Perkin, it seems the special treat you were promised is going to be an extra special treat...” She paused and sighed, her cunt wet with arousal at the prospect, in seeing the huge bed before her, in which four women would indulge their pleasures after the male was humiliated.
“ ... an unforeseen audience of women to witness your punishment ... and indulge in it, most physically.”
Perkin was yet unaware of the duty he was to perform in order to earn a caning, but the curious sincerity of the promise from Madam Carder’s sternly operated lips, and the depth of the sneer from his dominant wife had him more than ready for it, but also installing as sense of fear in him - and masochistic wanting - as to what it might lead to, beyond the caning. Julia however, had discussed Ellie’s desire for motherhood and the outcome for Perkin with Madam Prudence Harper, the depth of her lesbianism and detestation of masculinity, apart from sexual pleasure in dominating them, giving Prudence absolute confidence in her. With Julia lusting to elaborate on the matter, she clapped her hands as she addressed Ellie.
“Strip my lovely, and show young Hattie here, just how a submissive husband should be used...” The mature woman beamed with a certain erotic thrill as she continued whilst a grinning Ellie discarded her clothes, Hattie looking on in aroused anticipation.
“ ... and don’t forget to allow him that special treat we discussed ... I’m so going to enjoy making him pay for it, and so will our guests.” Ellie had but to point to the bed without making any command, to have Perkin scurry to it, his pathetic obedience to the young woman’s command, bringing Prudence to a ripe arousal as she thought on the discussion regarding his fate, the eroticism of a situation she’d now have a hand in, thrilling her. Ellie now found her voice as he crawled on the bed, and barked her authority over him.
“Lie face up! ... you’re going to serve my new friend!” Hattie gasped with sexual expectation as Prudence ushered the naked girl to the bed, Julia grinning with pleasure as she watched her beloved Ellie coax the girl onto the bed ... Perkin’s cock standing high and rigid as the young beauty prepared to straddle his face, Ellie goading her wimp of a husband.
That’s it Hattie, he’ll lick your cunt and arsehole to your satisfaction ... then he’ll be whipped for it.” Prudence sighed with pleasure, and fingering her cunt, ad libbed, so overcome with dominant arousal at seeing a male put to good use.
“Yes! ... and it will be I that thrashes him ... for the first time, but not the last...” She sighed audibly as she stroked her poking clitoris, Julia applauding her deliciously pompous arrogance, then making sure Perkin knew she was in full approval.
“She won’t stop until you come Perkin, and I shall thoroughly enjoy that ... as I know you will, taken to a masochistic heaven now there are four women to dominate you.” Perkin was already immersed in a submissive ecstasy at hearing the promise of a thrashing from a new female authority, and the scent of the deliciously shaven cunt of a girl half his age, descending with its inviting pucker and intent on dominating him, the wet lips and sticky brown anus awaiting a service he could not, and would not, deny. His cock pulsed in need of shooting its mess already, as a sneering Ellie gripped it in imposing her authority at the other end, as a quivering and sighing Hattie gratefully smothered his face with her nubile womanhood, riding back and forth to enjoy the contours of his face, his young wife grinning with dominant satisfaction on hearing him snort for air. his cock rigid in her hand.