Chapter 11

Madam Vera Spitzen grinned in that most Germanic and arrogant way, one that Smallcock had learned to mean that she was aroused, on seeing to it that the latest latex hood which rendered his obscurity and worthlessness was fitted snugly about his neck. That grin increased on seeing that his meagre cock stood high, embellishing his nakedness but for that hood, confirming his deviant lust for submission to her and all women, as a markedly bulbous example of masked femininity made her approach to the house of correction, flanked by two hooded males desperate to retain their anonymity, rather than having had it imposed upon them. Smallcock’s erection pulsed to a full rigidity, on seeing that the bulbous woman had a masked and naked male on a leash, crawling quickly on all fours in an effort to keep pace with her dominant stride.

His was not the only erection within the household; beneath a small frilled skirt which barely covered the pertly feminine buttocks and stocking tops, poked the miniscule token of masculinity that the sissy Tina possessed, her anus clenching and dilating on viewing the approaching males, knowing it would soon be invaded and enriched with the semen of men who were partial to her femininity with that token of nature’s deviance. Madam Spitzen eyed the arrivals with a sneer, knowing full well who the two males were, and exactly what was to happen to them, her cunt slipping wonderfully in it’s arousal within the tight black leather outfit she wore, which expressed her dominance beyond any doubt.

“Our first arrivals for today’s debacle, I see that Lady Agatha Crompton’s gossip in certain circles, has lured a couple of our regular male visitors to today’s event ... I’m sure they’ll not forget today’s delights in a hurry!...” She flicked her discipline whip at Smallcock.

“To your corner ... Immediately ... You’ll be called upon soon enough to serve my female guests!” Smallcock obeyed immediately, being the cur that he was, his member perking to a wanting rigidity as he took his position in the corner of the large lounge, just the authority in her voice exiting him as he knelt with hands being his back, exposed in the corner for all to take amusement at his servility. The dominant Vera was in her element when having erotic entertainments at her Correction House, and now felt further arousal as she addressed the sissy.

“You’ll accompany the maid at the door, I want those gentlemen to see how pretty you are today, right from the word go ... you’re to be put to good use once more, when a few more of our guests have arrived, and some of our other favoured miscreants are allowed to mingle.” She grinned contentedly as the stern maid who’d been waiting silently on her chair by the lounge entrance, pointed the sissy to her side, the deliciously feminine mince of a truly deviant creature that had only known masculinity on the day of its birth, exciting her sense of dominance as the pretty thing displayed her eagerness to know the taste, texture, and penetration of stiff cock in sissy submission. As she went, the ruby haired Mistress signalled to another maid at the far doors, who responded with an eager smile of her own.

“I take it, all the cameras in every room have been checked and ate functioning properly ... they’re captures are going to be most important today if you want the cause of femininity to expand further.” The sternly dominant female reacted most warmly to her mistresses smile, she’d seen sexual satisfaction via her application of the whip on many a male - several who’d later been ‘Bagged and Hanged’ publicly, entertaining her dominance deliciously. She was more than keen for that to continue, and to be able to pick and choose male pets at random on the home planet, following the success of the feminine junta, her cunt wet for today’s hedonistic delights.

“Oh yes Madam Spitzen, everything is in order ... certain gentlemen will soon provide us with the entertainment we women all desire, shortly after today’s pleasures.” The supreme Vera smirked at her favoured maid’s enthusiasm, she’d ensure she achieved sexual pleasure herself that day.

“Excellent!, you may fetch the other entertainments now Hortense, our guests will be arriving thick and fast now.” No sooner had the second smiling maid set off in her black satin outfit, continuing the household theme of feminine dominance set out by the ruby haired Madam Spitzen, than did three more masked women make their approach, as the sweet sissy opened the door to the first arrivals. Tina gaped in expectation as the two males, a little uneasy at being prompted to an event they were not certain of the theme of, showed the bulges in their leggings which had had them overcome that uneasiness. Besides, both of them were familiar with the venue, and both bulges swelled on seeing the pretty Tina who’’d obliged them both so willingly on a prior occasion, with the tight and welcoming warmth of her anus when in submission to them. The maid sneered as she squeezed the sissy’s buttocks generously, prompting her.

“Oh ... oh ... so good to see you sirs, please do come in...” The bulbous woman gave a practiced frown at being made secondary to the males ... though felt a smugness inside at the success in luring them there, and at their obvious sexual excitement at seeing the pretty thing that would see them hanged by their ankles in rubber sacks, whipped mercilessly ... then hanged by a woman before a delighted and vindictive feminine crowd. She gave her masked submissive a cursory swipe with the stiff whip she carried, having him gasp through the mask, and poke his cock to a rigidity at his predicament, his first outing as the official pet of Lady Agatha Crompton. The maid then pinched Tina’s pert buttocks smartly, taking her eyes from the bulges she desired to unleash and suck what produced them.

“Oh! ... sorry ... Madam...”. The bulbous and bitchy woman cut in, her cunt nicely warming to the thoughts of what was to come, and the inevitable facesitting of her latest conquest which would follow.

“Lady! ... if you care... ‘Lady Vengeance’ for the purpose of today!” She was to have her recently defeated pet know his place too, right from the word go, jerking his leash and having him face the sissy and show that defeat in his eyes through the mask.

“ ... and this is my pet ... who has no significance whatsoever, other than to see to my pleasures!” Barnaby Hoon’s cock pulsed with submissive lust, at the stern woman’s pompous and dominant insistence on being addressed as a Lady, and he, immediately humiliated from the onset as being nothing but an anonymous toy. Despite the anonymity required for the event, he, longing to feel the caress of her manicured hand at his cock as she mastered it, while his face was enveloped by the flesh of her sweaty cunt and tangy pucker under the weight of her more than ample buttocks. His defeat and humiliation at her hands and those of the other big women, had crushed more than his physicality with their flesh; his lust for her dominance over him, now shamefully paramount over everything else. The two hooded males also perked their cocks at the pomposity of a woman who’d been most persuasive in having them attend ... she certainly excited their perverse sexual natures in a novel way. Tina blushed, her cock perking too, at the formidable woman.