Chapter 13

Madam Vera Spitzen sighed with erotic pleasure at such a distraction from the main situation which already had her in a keen state of permanent arousal. Having obtained the address of the venue where the union was to take place from the ecstatic lesbian couple, she watched the two masked male targets view the situation with an erotic curiosity of their own as she approached them, already scheming their arrests as she spoke.

“I take it you two would like to witness the official coupling of these ladies ... and the ‘blessing’ of it expressed by the former male partner, now so obviously surplus to requirements?” The so recently spent cocks of the two, bulged to erections in their leggings once more, as they too, were consumed by the spitefully erotic scenario of a woman having come together with another woman, both then dominating the remnants of one’s now pointless heterosexual marriage, and that dominated male then hanged at the ceremony of their union, in a commitment of the women’s love for each other. On the two confirming they would certainly be there, Vera then returned her eyes to study the lushly erotic display.

The two lesbians grinned, as the entire content of the hedonistic party now crowded about the kneeling male, goading him, and having his confined cock dribble sticky threads of pre-cum at the spite shown him for his pathetic weakness, losing out to two women ... the spite shown by Judge Miriam Blandish and Madam Jennifer Proctor, second to none, having sentiments equal to the delighted couple. Invited to slap his face, Judge Miriam made sure his face reddened nicely after he’d offered his cheeks in subservient obedience, before goading him as he knelt quivering before her spiteful smile.

“How utterly worthless and hopeless must you have felt, on seeing your wife achieve pleasures you couldn’t hope to provide, on her elevation to love with another woman...” She grimaced and slapped his face hard again, her mature cunt hot with arousal at belittling a male who was to hang in honour of lesbianism’s progress, the smart impact having him whimper audibly through the cruel gag ... and pulse a liberal thread of pre-cum through the cock cage in the masochistic pleasure of humiliation, delighting his audience. Madam Jennifer Proctor then nestled up to her, giving her a peck on the cheek, as if to reinforce that power of all things womanly, and ready to award the kneeling cur her contribution, when her now sneering lover had finished with him. Miriam smirked with curt mischief as she continued, her cunt wetter than ever with sexual arousal.

“ ... had your wife gone for another male, god forbid, you’d have had just the slightest element of being of some use ... but seeing her reach the devine upper echelon of feminine love...” She laughed cynically and spitefully as she awarded him a further sharp slap, sneering at him as his gagged face winced with the sting, which left a lusty impression of her venom toward him, in the shape of red finger marks across his cheek.

“ ... you knew you situation was hopeless, and your pathetic existence was at an end!” The women applauded, none more vigorously than his sneering wife, as he was brought to tears by the painful truth in her words ... and the perversely erotic masochism he felt, overwhelming his emotions and having him blub through the gag as he basked in the pleasure of his own humiliation, his lust for that rope having him long to masturbate beneath the women’s applause, but knowing he’d spend on high when his misery was being brought to an end for their pleasure.

Madam Proctor laughed at him as she now took great pleasure in slapping his face; though she was the submissive in her relationship with Madam Blandish, that trait of inferiority was not extended toward the masculine gender, and increased her spite in dominating men - a treat she often experienced when males brought before Judge Miriam Blandish were given softer sentences, albeit unofficially, in exchange for being put to good use in the confines of her residence - the man hating Jennifer was lushly aroused as she slapped the kneeling and naked male hard ... a male whose appointment with the rope aroused her lustily, as she goaded him.

“I’ve enjoyed seeing many males hang!...” She put her stiletto heel to his cage and deftly prodded its cruelly diminutive confinement in an act of mocking his masculinity whilst sneering, and then slapping his tearful face again for good measure, before continuing with a pleasured sigh.

“ ... but never under such thrilling and satisfying circumstances! ... seeing you hang will be a pleasure like no other!” His wife and her equally dominant lover caressed each other and kissed as her defeated husband wept and snivelled through his gag, she then adding further sordid information to excite her audience, and humiliated him further, her red lipstick a little smudged after sampling her lover’s lips.

“There’s going to be some very special guests attending tomorrow, women who’ve come from all areas of the home planet, eager to see our union ... and it’s consequences for my wretch of a husband...” She smirked at her severe and naturally dominant lover, before sneering down at the snivelling cur on jerking his leash.

“ ... he’s to be paraded before all of them, and made to humble himself before each, and motion his thanks for their attendance ... then he’ll be led to the noose by us newlyweds, where he’ll please all by confirming our union in full.” As her speech brought further cynical applause from the feminine audience, he bucked his torso at the air, longing to come, and bringing further contempt from his widow to be.