Cruel and Brutal Passage to Ecstasy
Copyright© 2025 by Midsummerman
Chapter 7
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Verity Chance is a wayward waif of the Victorian era, whose sexuality is awakened on her being abducted. Treated brutally by her male abductor, she soon finds that a woman is really in control of not just masculinity, but of her destiny too, and her journey to enslavement has her oblige both sexes... taking her to a heaven through submission and masochism that she could never have imagined.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Wimp Husband BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Snuff Spanking Torture Harem Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Revenge
Following the delicious spectacle of Froscombe’s hanging, the attentions of the crowd of onlookers now transferred to Verity and the troop of chained girls, many an eye relishing ownership of a white maid to bolster the status of that owner within their social circles. The hanging had given the girls a further taste of just how cruelly severe life would now be for them, though the demonstration of female power had also thrilled Verity. As Elvira and Fatima led them away from the shadow of the gallows to the hijab wearing woman’s residence, where they were to be readied for the slave market, Verity’s cunt tingled as women fondled hers and the other girls delicate breasts and soft buttocks, whilst Cripps and Penforth continued to be whipped along by the women in burkahs.
Semen continued to dribble from the cock cages sported by the two defeated males, their masochism heightened by the sound of the whips and their stinging impact, knowing that the shapely Elvira would exact further revenge upon them, which Fatima would thoroughly enjoy. Their tingling anuses gripped at the generous plugs they been awarded, as the soaked up the blissful humiliation dealt out by the jeering and taunting of the feminine onlookers, as they were whipped mercilessly. Verity’s cunt tingled all the more as kneeling male eunuchs greeted their mistress at the entrance to a grandiose residence crested by two huge white domes which seemed to emulate breasts, in confirming that this was the domain of an all powerful female.
The disappointment of the following crowd of women was tangible, as the entourage of slaves and mistresses disappeared within the fountain lined gardens, and the eunuchs closed the gates behind them, locking them securely so as no-one could enter, or leave; those eager women would have to wait till tomorrow to know the fate of the prim white maidens, who’d be bathed and perfumed to make their sale all the more attractive.
As for Cripps and Penforth, they knew that their renewed acquaintance with a woman they’d cheated in the business, and belittled publicly in misogynistic fashion amongst a once male dominated underworld, would see them rightly and severely punished by her. Their defeated cocks pulsed in the urge to come as they looked up to Fatima in the plush lounge area they were all taken to, her dark smile down at them confirming their thoughts would be correct. Her cunt hotly aroused with the pleasure of seeing a white male hanged, she was in the mood for further sadism as she redirected her smile at an equally aroused Elvira.
“Well Elvira, my dear friend ... as you’re about to involve me in owning some property, I feel I should return the favour ... I know you’ll be grateful.” She laughed spitefully as she tugged on the leashes of the two males, and with them quivering in both fear and excitement, handed the leashes to her, the cunts of both women oozing with sexual triumph at illustrating to the two defeated males, once so pompous, that they were no more than chattels themselves now, their humiliation rich, their cocks erecting rigid as they felt the raw pleasure of their recently imposed submissiveness to all powerful femininity. Fatima stroked her cunt through the black silks she wore, one eye on the equally excited and enthralled slave girls, their nipples poking hard from their petit breasts as they witnessed further feminine power over the male.
“They are now your property Madam Elvira Hart ... yours to punish and use accordingly.” Elvira sighed with sexual triumph at Fatima’s announcement of her full name, knowing it would resonate teasingly through the minds of the two beaten males, having used the name in cheating and belittling her. Madam Hart’s show of pleasure was immediate, as she felt both cower on their leashes ... both ready to come at the notion she might simply enjoy hanging them.
“Kiss my feet! ... show your obedience to me!” Verity’s cunt poked its clitoris hard, as did that of the other girls, as the two males bumped their heads together, bringing sadistic laughter from both Elvira and Fatima, in their eagerness to kiss their new owner’s feet in servile obedience, their tingling anuses displaying the bases of the broad plugs which reminded them eternally of defeat and obedience, their anuses stretched wide and their prostates nursed and excited with every movement. Elvira’s spite for the males and her lust for sadistic revenge had her close to coming with just the thoughts of his they’d pay. They’d both enjoy the gallows by her hand in righteous justice at some point, but she’d have much pleasure of them before that erotic treat. She viewed a stand of canes and whips ... and then the curious excitement on the newly enslaved girls, before turning to Fatima with a dark smile.
“Now the girls are within, they can’t escape, so I think we should unchain them... “ She tugged at the two leashes, enjoying feeling the two males quiver in fear and a masochistic lust as they continued to lather her heeled boots, taught obedience well by Fatima’s cruel disciplines. She sighed with pleasure as a smiling Fatima unhitched the excited girls, their cunts wet with arousal at witnessing the power of femininity over two males ... two males who’d previously enslaved girls like them. Elvira had just that notion in mind as she tugged the two wretches to bolstered items of padded furniture, and grinning wickedly, removed the shiny cock cages ... and watched the two defeated males erect immediately, she tugging their heads back by their leashes, to have them display their masochistic arousal in full humiliation.
“See them show their true colours girls ... see how the pleasure of being dominated by women thrills them!” Fatima’s servant girls, the eunuchs, and other household staff, sneered with a sordid pleasure of their own, seeing the cocks of two white males poking stiff and high on being controlled by a dominant red headed woman. Elvira let their leashes go when all had had their fill of the humiliation, and had the two lay straddled over the padded bolsters, before pointing the girls to the implement stand.
“I think you girls should show these two, just what you think about their wickedness in leading other girls into the enslavement you now find yourselves in!” The girls filed to the stand in a state of excited disbelief at this opportunity offered them, not least Verity, who grasped a cane from the stand and flexed it with a new found authority. The fact that Elvira was responsible for their enslavement didn’t enter the girl’s head’s as they each achieved a suitably bitchy mood in wishing to vent their ire, sneering wickedly as they chose their canes. Their mistress grinned contentedly as she watched the two males wriggle and hump at the bolsters, their former arrogance and misogyny having earned them their fate, their erect cocks thrust at the padding as their eyes took in the nubile bodies of girls a third of their age as they circled them with smiles. Elvira barked out the command that both the girls and the two males longed to hear.
“Thrash them girls! ... thrash them within an inch of their lives!” Verity’s cunt oozed with arousal, having acquired a rich taste for sadism when whipping Froscombe; her only regret about his hanging, being that he was no longer around to be taunted by her ... but the rich and indelible memory of his coming in masochistic ecstasy on the rope, only fuelled her sadism with the cane now. She and the girls wasted no time in filling the room with the delicious sound of canes cutting the air, their impact upon flesh, and the pathetic cries of the two males as they knew punishment. The female servants applauded and jeered as Cripps and Penforth were swiftly reduced to tears by mere girls, who’d be allowed to masturbate when the task was done, and the thrusting of the two tearful males as they were soundly thrashed, ensured the task would soon close.