Freedom and the Widow
Chapter 17

Copyright© 2013 by Midsummerman

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - A dutiful housewife who has led a very sheltered life, where Mr has ruled the roost, simply because 'that is the way things are' sudddenly finds things awakening within her when he dies. Now independent, she makes a new friend, an independent woman, who shows her just what she wants and needs - males who will obey and do her chores; and other things.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   BDSM   FemaleDom   Humiliation   Oral Sex   Masturbation   Voyeurism  

Victoria was aroused as never before having witnessed the harsh and permanent treatment of the male; she knew the newly castrated wretch would be looked after, put to good use by one mistress or another and displayed as a novelty, his permanent humiliation assured he would now know and enjoy new life at the hands of women. The crowd applauded as Sylvia Rennes feet were kissed by the male who had shot his load in excitement; his mistress now made an appointment with the purple goddess which would ensure he would not do the same again. The male cowered with erect cock as Sylvia teased his exposed balls with a cane; their contents would be enjoyed at a future cocktail party.

Eric was taken home to Cherie's, his cock rigid as he knew he would be thoroughly dominated by his rampant mistress that evening. He was paraded around the room before the many mirrors countless times and summarily thrashed regularly before them; Victoria seemingly receiving an almost supernatural power from the black leather cat-suit. Eric was party to her ecstasy and spent several times as he was made to believe that his mistress may have his balls removed before returning from the trip; at one point she stood dominantly over him with whip in hand and made him masturbate before a long mirror, laughing deliriously as he gratefully shot his wad at his own reflection as she towered behind him in black leather; his semen dribbling in duplicate down the mirror. Eric brought her off several times by licking at her glorious camel-toe through the leather; her bulging cunt pulsating in its exquisite confinement. Despite having spent several times, Eric's cock was instantly rigid once more when the time came when Victoria eventually conceded she must remove her outfit; the delicious scent of her hot sweaty cunt and anus had him fully erect in an instant. Victoria took great pleasure in ensuring he licked the sticky crotch of the leather thoroughly clean, before he was allowed to refresh his mistress, which he did so eagerly; their relationship was now fully assured and set in stone. Eric was truly owned by Victoria, her domination of him was eternal.

Both had started this trip with little true expectations; Victoria's recently acquired boldness, and Eric's courage in revealing his true feelings had brought them together, changing their lives beyond recognition.

With the end of the trip looming, Victoria told Eric what was required of him on his return; his balls tingled with submissive pleasure as he was told what he would do without question; he would resign from his job, sell his house and apply the equity to her bank account, he would then be affirmed as her slave, companion, and servant and his life would be determined by her pleasure. One of his first tasks would to be to assist her in re-designing her house to suit the needs of a naturally dominant mistress; any trace of her old life as a humble middle-class housewife would be eradicated forever. Eric would pander to her every need and know permanent humiliation, being on hand to serve at all functions, a permanent reminder to his mistress and all women who attended Mistress Victoria Cavendish's residence, that all males are inferior and will know their place.

One of the final treats for Victoria before they ended their trip to the beautiful and female dominated St. Tropez, would be a final trip to Madam Pompidou's leather boutique; as Eric knelt naked and leashed at his mistress's side while she and the other ladies discussed the many orders they would place - too much was required to attempt to take home on the plane- Victoria licked her lips as she tugged on Eric's leash to ensure he took in what was being discussed; his mind was now firmly enjoying many fantasies which would no doubt become reality, about being dominated on his return home. His ears pricked up when the leather tightened against his throat.

"Of course Eric will have the pleasure of choosing the whips and floggers, while I arrange suitable harnesses, gags etc. for him. We shall all enjoy watching him purchase the order and thank Madam Pompidou for providing the things that will be used to educate him, and ensure his total obedience. I shall have him kiss her feet before we say our farewells till the next time we're here; I just can't get enough of her beautiful leather outfits, some of my old friends will be astounded when they see me walking Eric in one." She and the other women laughed in an ironic, derisory way at the thought; Eric's bell-end glistened in the hot sun as his cock stiffened at the way he imagined it; the humiliation would be exquisite, being seen to be owned by such an obviously dominant and commanding female in public; Eric did not laugh, he was yearning for the situation.

Madam Pompidou was looking particularly mischievous that afternoon, as she covertly opened the rear section of her exquisite leather boutique to the women and the slave owned by one of them. She had a full length shawl on which was for front-shop purposes; Eric's permanently semi-stiff cock rose as she smiled at him in stern fashion as she removed the covering shawl. Her elegant body was criss-crossed with a beautiful leather lattice top, her flesh expressed erotically between the multitudes of thong-like leather straps, soft leather caps confining her ample breasts; her nipples hardening as she noted the slave's interest in her lush display. Soft short black leather panties expressing equally her gloriously mature camel-toe, thigh length leather boots with tall heels, extending her shapely legs to the maximum, and completing the picture of an elegant and very dominant woman. She put her hands on hips and smiled down at Eric who had been told to kneel and wait until he was required to choose the items he would be punished with.

"Oh, I could so whip your slave right now! I've not had satisfaction for weeks and have a willing cur lined up to receive my wrath tonight - I'm as horny as hell!" Eric swallowed hard and was as jealous as he was shocked by her frank remark; this woman was delicious and the tease of being threatened with the whip from her, was as cutting as actually receiving it. His cock poked rigidly up in the loose leggings Victoria had chosen for him to wear as he watched the lattice work goddess strut over and join her customers as they laughed. Eric knelt and watched in obedient silence as his mistress and the women tried on various supple leather outfits in the deliciously scented boutique; the sweet scent of leather permeated the atmosphere, a scent which would render any submissive erect, such was its promise of domination from the whips and outfits which created it. Victoria looked over at him frequently, with a menacing smile as she pulled at various harnesses and gags, imagining scenarios and what her slave would look like in them. Eventually the women sat and observed whilst drinking coffees ordered in by Madam Pompidou, as Victoria summoned Eric to her so that he may choose the whips and floggers he would be chastised with. Her neatly shaven cunt bulged in the satin panties she wore as the other women witnessed her absolute control over Eric.

 
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