Vorlax 5
Copyright© 2022 by Midsummerman
Chapter 16
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 16 - In an outwardly dystopian world where no sexual deviances are allowed, those caught in breach of authority are either executed, or transported to planet Vorlax 5. As with any society, there is an underworld operated by that authority, which prospers through those deviations. Tina is a sissy -strictly forbidden in that society- but is made good use of by many through covert means, before finding herself on the punishment planet of Vorlax 5... where she finds anything goes...
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Shemale TransGender Fiction Space BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Sadistic Snuff Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
Madam Barbara Kenton, the deputy police commissioner, vice department, as corrupt as sin, was in the good company of Judge Miriam Blandish, to whom justice meant just what she personally desired, and her lover, the wholly lesbian and man-hating Madam Jennifer Proctor, were viewed by the wistful eyes of males who cowered on recognising them, as the three strutted away from the inter planetary transport which had just arrived from the Home Planet, their curt smiles betraying their eagerness to be somewhere where hedonistic pleasures awaited them. The outwardly horny Babs, grinned at Miriam and her lover, as they boarded an internal transport, her cunt tingling at having seen certain males leave the still cooling behemoth, supposedly incognito, but their identities known to the women through information gleaned from male associates in their relevant departments, whipped and dominated by the female agents of Babs ... the promise of having their lives spared, as opposed to being owned, the reward for that info.
“Browning, Dexter, and Frobisher himself ... how foolish of the three most important and supposedly dignified males left in power, to venture here together ... doesn’t that just illustrate the pomposity of their smug characters...” Judge Miriam sneered with a pomposity of her own, her cunt hot for her position of officialdom back on the Home Planet, in donning the black cap to see the last three male obstacles of outright feminine power, sentenced to death on the gallows by her lusting decree.
“Foolish indeed, but they must surely have been aware of the risks, I can’t wait to see their reaction when exposed for whatever deviance they desire ... and has earned them the noose.” Jennifer pouted, excited for just that, and having a devious, y sexual thought of her own.
“I wonder if any of them has been whipped for sheer pleasure by a confirmed lesbian ... I should so relish awarding all three that pleasure.” Both of the older women’s cunts swelled at that delicious notion; the slip of a woman with no sexual interest in them whatsoever, would tease a delightful masochism from them as they were awarded the lash with tart impunity by her ... and it could certainly be arranged. The three smiled with satisfaction, as feminine guards upon the transport, privy to the identities of the three male dignitaries, appeared at the door of the transport after the general occupants has disembarked, and having seen the three males depart for their hedonistic delights via an internal transport, now cracked their whips with a relish ... and led out a troop of naked males, gagged and collared, attached to each other by a chain to each of those collars, their wrists bound behind their backs. Babs grinned with an especially wicked spite, and had Miriam and Jennifer’s cunts tingle all the more with a pert arousal.
“The informants, promised with ownership if they gave up the necessary information...” Miriam sneered, at the delicious efficiency that Babs commanded, in having them out of the way so speedily.
“They’re here to know that ownership, I take it?” Babs now had the imperious judge’s cunt in dire need of immediate masturbation.
“They’re here to know ownership alright ... ownership by the rope on the gallows...” Whilst Miriam gaped as her cunt flowered to full arousal, Jennifer sighed with the prospect of seeing something involving males which would grant her a delicious sexual satisfaction as the red lipped Babs continued with sincere pleasure.
“ ... they know too much, as do certain individuals at Madam Spitzen’s house of Correction ... they must be dealt with in permanence, so as the history of feminine autocracy and power can be re-written ... by feminine hands.” She grinned at Judge Miriam’s look of contented sexual bliss as she eyed the line of seven or eight males, some already erect with the prospect of being owned, the submissive nature which lay within all of them, having been brought to the fore already. Babs continued to have the Judge’s cunt tingle.
“Of course, their hangings won’t have the ceremony that we’d have enjoyed on the Home Planet, it being, shall we say, incognito ... but I’m sure we can have you deliver judgment on each, in having them know they’re to be hanged, then they can all enjoy the rope after a thrashing ... perhaps by Jennifer, either individually whilst the others watch, or in a grand multiple hanging to excite the selection of onlookers, of whom there’ll be many.” Both Miriam and Jennifer sighed with sexual arousal, both eager for the physical stimulation of their wet cunts, the older woman near exasperation with her arousal.
“Come..., let us get to Madam Spitzen’s ... I’m in urgent need of satisfaction!”
Madam Vera Spitzen sighed with a pert sexual arousal as she watched the sissy who’d been of so much use to her and the feminine cause, dressed in a short white silk dress which exposed the lower part of her delicate buttocks to the rear, and the tiny cock and hairless balls to the front. She sighed wistfully, her face full of knowing that today was somehow going to be different, as one smiling maid took pleasure in ball-gagging her, while another took equal pleasure in binding her wrists tightly behind her. The silencing of the gag, the feel of pert bondage ... and most of all that notion of difference, had that petit cock rise in arousal to it, a delicious submissiveness and wanting masochism setting in.
Vera’s almost pitiful look into her eyes, had the sissy’s erection stiffen lustily, as it betrayed all the more that something was different, and as she was led into the main parlour and saw several masked males there, kneeling and erect whilst being marshalled by a woman, also masked and in black leather with a vicious whip, she longed to be rid of the gag to know the comfort of sucking on one of those rigid members, whilst having her anus stretched wide by the eager intrusion of another. She was not to be denied that pleasure for long, Vera having followed her in, and anxious to have her in pert arousal before certain guests arrived.
“Parade the sissy! ... have her choose a cock to suck, and one to indulge her submission!” She grinned with contempt as the pert and feminine sissy was paraded before males, each of whom would hang after today’s debacle, the Executrix and gallows sites concealed beyond her house would know almost endless work over the next few days, and the mound of earth beyond it would show many illustrious blooms in the next Vorlax spring season ... the only markers to males having received what they all so thoroughly deserved.