Chapter 2

Blanche stood before me in a show of her absolute dominance over a kneeling male, who was more than willing to just as he was told by a far superior entity. She allowed me to inhale her beautifully spicy womanhood, her panties now moist with arousal; she had a male just where she wanted him and her enjoyment of the situation was increasing rapidly. My cock dribbled sticky pre-cum as I wallowed in the glorious humiliation of being controlled by a mature and dominant woman; her scent increased with her arousal, and my cock ached for relief as I inhaled deeply again and again for what seemed like hours. I was hers completely. In truth it was only a matter of two minutes at the most. Blanche slapped my face smartly.

"I bet you'd love to lick my panties, wouldn't you? You worthless shit." I almost whimpered at being drawn from the mesmerising scent, but the question had my cock pulsing.

"Yes Madam Blanche, I would love to lick your panties." Blanche laughed at my pitiful honesty and obvious excitement blurted out like a child; she was thoroughly enjoying teasing and having absolute power over me. She smiled wickedly and her pussy tingled as she tugged my leash with one hand and slapped me again with the other.

"You'll have to earn the privilege, you cur!" Blanche then turned and bent over, showing me the glorious full orbs of her ass and immensity of her full thighs, all clad in the sheer black nylon. When she was sure she had my attention, she eyed the stand full with canes; my cock tingled and my anus clenched at the plug tightly as I thought of being caned by this magnificent woman. She sneered with delight on noting my recognition of her tools of discipline, and then drew my attention back to her mature body by drawing her beautifully manicured hand under her crotch and up the cleft of her buttocks, taking care to press the silky material deep into her sticky pussy and anus. She then turned and offered her fingers under my nose; the whiff of her mature pussy juices and tang of her hot anus had my cock bulging, I yearned for release.

"Lick them clean." She commanded in her sweetly authoritative voice. She grinned with satisfaction as I eagerly lapped at the sticky fingers, flinching slightly as her sharp nails scored my tongue.

"I bet you'd love to have those nails rake your bell-end. If only your cock were free, you worthless wretch." Satisfied also that I had cleaned her hand sufficiently, she slowly withdrew it and then pointed at a large leather chair before tugging on my leash.

"It's time for you to earn those panties." She tugged and I waddled forward on my knees as I watched that magnificent full figure stride slowly toward the chair, every contour of her magnificent bottom and legs making me ache for relief; she was a truly superb woman, and my balls tingled whilst shivers ran down my spine at the sheer enjoyment of my humiliation.

Blanche turned and slowly nestled into the comfortable yet firm black leather chair, loosening my leash so as to allow me to watch her slowly lift one leg over the other; my eyes fixed on her crotch as she did so. She smiled as she tensed her beautiful nylon clad legs and waggled her foot, pointing sternly to it with her sharply manicured finger.

"Sandals off now; this one first." I looked at her beautifully arched foot and immediately tackled the delicate leather buckles which held the straps firm. Sandal off, her foot was so feminine, delicately pedicured to match her hands. Blanche looked menacingly at me.

"Suck my toes." She commanded. I hesitated for a moment too long as I contemplated the act; the leash was pulled taut, I moved forward, and Blanche leaned forward and delivered a stinging slap to my face.

"Now! You wretch! I can see my daughter has been far too soft with you!" I hesitated no more and sucked on her smaller toes first, as though my life depended on it, applying as much suction as I could to the fleshy little orbs with sharp painted nails. Blanche chuckled softly with an air of victorious satisfaction. She dropped the leash, softly fingered her crotch with one hand and picked the keys to my cage with the other, making me glance at them as I sucked. Her wicked smile let me know she had complete control, and was thoroughly enjoying her complete domination of me. As I knelt there before that superior woman, my face glowing from the stinging slap she had awarded me, her toes in my mouth, I yearned for further punishment and humiliation as my cock pulsed and dribbled through the slit in my plastic dungeon; I felt truly worthless in the presence of this powerful female authority. When Blanche was satisfied I had warmed each toe sufficiently she had me repeat the performance with the other foot. She was careful to allow me a long glance at my prize between her legs as she changed position, reminding me of the promise of her panties. I longed for another sniff of the beautiful scent of her pussy, and Blanche's teasing was exquisite.

I shivered with anticipation as Blanche pulled her foot away from my mouth at last. She smiled, almost warmly, and then jingled those keys again as if to torment me.

"Stand up for a moment." I did as I was told and found it hard to catch my breath as Blanche sat forward and cupped my balls. I looked down at the contours of her magnificently mature breasts with nipples poking like thumbs through the black nylon. Blanche giggled as she teased my balls with her sharp nails and then undid the tiny padlock. I gasped with surprise at being allowed freedom, and my cock unfurled and pointed rigidly to attention, as if to salute the superior force which had freed it. Blanche drew the sharp nail of her index finger up the underside of my stiff cock, from balls to bell-end, causing acute but exquisite pain, scooping a little sticky pre-cum from my dribbling tip as a finale. My balls tightened and ached; I was so close to coming with this one touch. She placed the cage on the arm of the chair, and then looked up at me, licking her red lips.

"Down on your knees again and face the floor." I dropped to my knees without hesitation, and watched as her feet tensed and she stood. My cock bobbed and pulsed wildly as a pair of black panties dropped down those sheer nylon legs to her ankles. The beautiful womanly scent flooded my nostrils, as I looked at the stickily soiled gusset; it took all my control and my fear of displeasing her to prevent me from crouching to sniff and lick right then. She stepped one foot clear and left the panties on one ankle; she then sat and the tantalising vision disappeared from view, but the scent of her glorious womanhood permeated the room, making my cock spasm.

"You may look up again now, cur." I lifted my head sharply to find her twirling the panties before my nose; she then moved her legs apart and allowed me a view of paradise. The body stocking was crotch-less; a beautifully seamed oval in the black nylon framed a tiny groomed patch of red hair above the delicious butterfly of her labia, soft pink against the silky white of her flesh, and glistening with arousal, the womanly folds of her mature lower torso, creating an excellent visual torture; how I wanted to be allowed to lick her. She closed her legs and brought the panties close to my nose once more; the rich feminine scent was tantalising.

"Beg to lick my panties you worthless wretch ... BEG!" My arse clenched tightly on the plug at hearing the dominance in her voice, but this did nothing to quell my erection; Blanche toyed with my cock with her other foot whilst looking sternly at me, awaiting the response which she knew was a formality; she had complete control over me.

"Please Madam Blanche, I beg you, please let me lick your panties." She laughed and thrust her foot forward into my face.

"I want to see you have a good sniff first; I'll tell you when you can lick; you start at the rear of the gusset and work forward, I want you to know the scent of your betters." I did not hesitate in doing just as I was told; I lifted the soft silk from her feminine ankle and opened the garment like a delicate flower, sampling the abundance of its rich aroma without even inhaling deeply. Blanche looked on in haughty dominance, a finger toying with her gorgeously moist slit. I moved the rear of the gusset to my nose and sampled the rich spicy scent of Blanche's mature and seasoned anus; the aroma was intoxicating, making my cock bob rigidly at 45 degrees. I would have done anything at that point to be allowed to come. I was in submissive heaven as I sniffed contentedly at the beautifully scented panties and looked at the formidable and attractive mature woman who now owned me. I wondered what was to come over the next two weeks and thought of her caning me as I sniffed; I was so grateful to my wife for having such a magnificent mother. Blanche sighed a little as she toyed and watched me sniff gratefully at the sticky honey gifted by her womanhood; I eyed the motion of her finger and longed to be allowed to go one step further after tending her panties. Blanche seemed to sense this.