Male Spanking Audio

(By: Domina Cinara) Slave training is a subject I am very well versed in, having handled numerous male and female pets in both my professional and private life. I firmly agree with the concept of giving a slave a good spanking or whipping as an introduction to their training (which form chosen depends on the experience and character of the given slave). A good, hard spanking done the very first day sends a clear message to the subject, drawing a line between what they were and what they are going to become.

With this in mind I decided to record the following femdom audio. The subject of male spanking is an amusing one to me, so this serves as more than just an introduction to those of you wishing to submit… it also puts a nasty good smile on my face -

 
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Nothing draws the line between free and slave in a man’s mind faster,
Than the application of a strong female hand to his bare bottom.
And I’ll be wearing a pair of long leather gloves when I spank you.
I love the sound of leather against a man’s soft flesh.
 

Femdom spanking is much more than just slave punishment. As a female sexual sadist I enjoy seeing my pets suffer for my pleasure. The key to discipline though, is balancing your own pleasure with effective instruction – if the dominatrix enjoys it too much and apply it too often outside the bounds of slave punishment, male spanking can become “routine”, losing it’s effectiveness as a means of correction.

Check out the rest of my Femdom Erotica section to listen to more erotic audio clips I’ve recorded… you’ll also find femdom stories I’ve written, orgasm denial assignments, and sexy dominatrix pictures of beautiful me. I’m always adding more to my diary, so check back here often.

 
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There are all different kinds of punishment that can be used when training a slave.
Orgasm denial and chastity are particularly effective means of handling a male.
And the female slave reacts wonderfully to rope bondage and the use of a leather whip.
But, simple as it is, good old fashioned femdom spanking never loses its charm.

 
Violated in The Park – Part X – “Anal Domination Always Makes Me Cum”

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(By: Strapon Dominatrix Cinara) Picking up right where I last left off…

I was really pissed off at this stupid fuck for cumming all over my long leather gloves, and I took it out on his ass with deep, punishing thrusts of my strapon cock. It didn’t matter how tight he was, I just forced it home again, and again, and again… each movement of my hips like that of a fist punching something hard. I intended to remove every bit of virgin from his ass, leaving nothing but a completely blown out asshole when I was done.

I even thought about anal fisting him when my strapon sadism was fully fed… my gloves were already ruined by his dirty orgasm, might as well leave them shoved up his butt with the rest of the filth. I thought he might look pretty handcuffed there with a pair of long leather gloves hanging half out his ass, looking like some kind of twisted dominatrix made tail. (Wonder if I could do that with my puppy slave, her ass is really well trained. Feed a long leather glove up her butt… then see if I could work my hand all the way into it while its in her ass ~laughs~… puppy slut would probably cum a dozen times during it.)

I was so focused on fucking his ass and bringing myself to orgasm at his expense, that I didn’t notice we had company. The panty gag muffled most of his cries, but it did nothing to stop the noise the fence was making each time my body slammed into his… noise loud enough to be bound to attract attention.

My hands were locked in his hair… legs wide spread apart… thigh high boots planted firmly to each side of him… with my hips down just below his, giving me the perfect thrusting angle to go deep inside. I closed my eyes and tuned out everything but the beautiful noises he was making and how good my pussy was feeling as I forced the strapon in and out of him. When I get lost like that in the act of strapon sex, I don’t let anything intrude… I just focus totally in the ass fucking and how good it’s making me feel. Anything short of a nuclear bomb dropping outside won’t snap me out of it.

My legs tend to shake when I cum, and the position I was in, let alone the thigh high boots I was wearing, didn’t help my stability a bit, so when the orgasm began to flood through me I forced the strapon in as far as it would go, then held myself there, grinding my hips slowly against his ass. Anchored like that in his ass, I bent his head back even farther, my hands holding on tightly as I almost hung there by his hair… my knees shaking with the intensity of what was coursing through me.

When I was done, I slowly slid the strapon out of his well used asshole… my breathing was heavy and my body electric… the waves were still going through me so nice… and then a voice from behind me broke my semi-trance.

“Mind if I take a turn on that pussy?”

Standing there… about 6 feet from us… was this big black guy, stroking an immense cock that was even bigger than the huge dildo I had on.

For a moment I was too surprised to respond… then I just smiled, thinking how polite it was for this guy to silently wait his turn like that. I love gentlemen with good manners ~smiles~.

“Sure… do whatever you want… I’m done with this whore.”

 
(The last part of this forced female domination story will be up tomorrow. I‘ll activate this link – Femdom Stories – when it‘s posted.)

 
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Forced bi sex is punishment and humiliation for some…
But for many, it’s an excuse to enjoy a part of themselves with less guilt.
A male slave who wants to feel a real cock in his ass and mouth…
Can use female domination as the excuse to experience it…
The dominatrix taking his control away in a forced bi session…
Which allows the man to say he didn’t choose to be a faggot… but was made to.

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Violated in The Park – Part IX – “Anal Impalement On My Strapon Cock”

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(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) Anal impalement happens to be a fetish of mine, one I really should write something about and share with you guys… even though femdom stories depicting how much I like this extreme fetish and what I’ve done in real life to enjoy it would probably scare you little sissy boy faggots to death ~laughs~

I think it’s part of why I like femdom strapon sex so much – the idea of ramming a huge dildo up a helpless slave ass has such hot impalement undertones to it for me. Anal fisting too – I like doing it the “traditional way” (the slave on all fours), but it can be so hot to do a bondage scene where he/she is standing and you’re fisting from underneath, driving your arm up inside of them, watching them struggle on their tip-toes as more and more is forced deep into their ass. Gets my pussy all worked up just thinking about it ~grinz~

But anyway, let me stop there for now, those are femdom stories for another day (and that day is here, I’ve since written a few more posts on this fetish – Sexual Impalement). What got me thinking about anal impalement in the first place was the last chapter of the femdom story I’ve been telling you – how the guy I was with tried to climb the fence I had him handcuffed to when I first forced my strapon up his ass… and then when he slipped and fell back, it was like he literally impaled himself on my cock… almost the full length of the huge dildo being driven up his butt in one moment.

I’m repeating that part because I could dwell on that memory forever ~laughs~. It was so fantastic feeling him fall back down on me… first the anticipation of the inevitable as he scrambled to escape me… and then watching his body erupt in pain when the shaft was forced home. I didn‘t plan it at all, and for someone like me who has a strong anal impalement fetish, it was fucking golden ~laughs~. I regret not letting myself cum right then. I’ve since masturbated to it plenty of times, but I probably could have had an orgasm when it happened if I just let myself go with it. I was caught off guard, so it threw me a bit… and I actually am glad I remained focused since I have more vivid memories of it now than I would have had if I got lost in my own orgasm… but still ~grinz~.

So like I was saying in the last chapter… I could have stood there forever with him writhing on top of my strapon cock like that… but as the pain subsided, his movements slowed ~pouts~… and that’s when I began to show him what forced anal sex with a ruthless young dominatrix is really like.

“Look at what a dirty anal slut you are… see, I knew you wanted my cock so bad… but you don’t have to be such a greedy whore about it… I’m going to feed you’re ass plenty… there’s no rush,” I said, laughing.

His ass had closed so damn tight on the shaft that when I tried to pull the strapon back out of him I had to shift my body weight to leverage it out. As those long, thick inches painfully escaped his asshole, he let out another scream that my panty gag didn’t do near enough to muffle (should have brought duct tape). I paused when I saw the base of the fake penis head appear… that long shaft looked so hot running from my body into his.

“That’s it baby… that’s what I love to hear… come on, sing for me bitch,” and I thrust the cock back up his ass… driving it all the way down deep in where it belonged.

“Yeah… it hurts, doesn’t it… poor baby… it’s going to keep hurting til you loosen up… but don‘t worry, I‘ll break your ass wide open very soon,” and then I dropped my knees so the strapon was pulled out of him faster this time… and when barely an inch was left in him, I immediately forced it all back inside again, ramming it in hard and lifting him up on his toes so he was back writhing on top of my cock.

As I held him there like that, impaled on my strapon, I started moving my hips to grind the fake penis against his prostate and the harness against my clit… mmhhmm does that feel so good.

Enjoying his pain as I held him there, I reached one of my hands around him to grab his cock and give it a good hard yank… the long leather glove I was wearing instead closing tight on a fully erect shaft. For all his kicking and screaming, his penis apparently loved my strapon… which made me start laughing my ass off at him.

I was actually surprised. No shock that men get rock hard erections from being ass fucked… but this guy was a total anal virgin, and his baby ass had been popped in a most brutal and painful way. Finding a fully erect penis sticking out solid in front of him was unexpected, at least this soon. Seems easy to guess what kind of femdom porn he’s been masturbating to in secret ~laughs~. Domina Cinara – strapon ass fucking wish fulfillment ~laughs~.

I know a lot of guys like the feel of long leather gloves on their dicks… but I wasn’t thinking of that while his penis was in my hand. Big mistake. I started stroking and yanking his cock as a joke, laughing at how hard it was as I jerked the shaft. And then… all of like 10 seconds later… suddenly his cock starts to spasm and he’s making these grunting noises as cum starts shooting all over the place in these long thick streams. It was like my strapon busted a prostate dam or something… even though I was behind him I could still see it flying around when I looked over his shoulder. Naturally I flipped the hell out… bad enough he had an orgasm without my permission, but he had it all over my fucking long leather gloves!

When I saw my hand it had this thick white mess all over it and I just lost it… the beautiful black leather defiled by his filthy orgasm. Fucking asshole.

I started pounding his butt with these punishing thrusts as a flood of expletives poured out of my mouth to accent my movements. I tried wiping my gloves off in his hair but you know that sticky shit doesn’t come off easy, so I ended up just grabbing him by the hair and yanking his head back as I tried to fuck his ass even harder. He was pinned against the fence… sandwiched between it and my body as my strapon was forced in and out of him in a hard, steady rhythm… no more messing around now… if anyone is going to have an orgasm it‘s me, not some pre-mature ejaculation fuck I felt like raping one night.

(There’s another part to this forced anal sex story. When it’s is posted this link – Femdom Stories – will be active.)

 
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There’s a game I play with dominatrix friends – “femdom strapon cum for distance“.
We each ass fuck slaves to orgasm and measure how far it shoots out of them.
One time we had to go “Best Out of Nine” because we kept getting dribblers.
You see, anal sex and prostate stimulation can make a guy cum very hard…
But for some, the pressure of a huge dildo forced up the ass kills distance shooting.

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Violated in The Park – Part VII – “My Panty Gag Silenced His Screams”

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(By: Strapon Domina Cinara) I had him exactly the way I wanted him… handcuffed to the fence and gagged with my panties… helpless and forced to accept whatever I wanted to do to his body.

I stood silently behind him, pausing a moment to look around and see if perhaps someone was watching. I hadn’t seen anyone as we entered the park and nothing had since changed. Shadows from the building and surrounding trees hid us well enough, and our short fight hadn’t produced enough noise to draw any attention.

That’s one of the good things about femdom ballbusting… unlike other types of pain, the nature of this particular sexual assault tends to not produce a lot of noise. When hit hard enough, the effect is so extreme that it actually stifles any vocal response.

I really wouldn’t have minded someone watching, so long as they‘d keep their fucking mouths shut. I’m a shameless exhibitionist and an extreme pervert, and audiences only serve to provoke me even more. It’s part of why I write this diary and the femdom stories within it… I like to tease and arouse, but I also like to shock and even horrify… the thought of unseen watchers in the park only excited me more.

Smiling, I took the huge dildo from my leather handbag, and slipped into the harness.

I took my time… he wasn’t going anywhere and I like to tease myself a little at times like this by letting the anticipation build even more… kinda like the calm before the storm ~grinz~. Besides, he needed to recover a bit before having this strapon forced up his ass ~laughs~.

I know you can imagine how hot I look in thigh high boots, long leather gloves, and a sexy, skin tight dress… with a long, thick strapon hanging between my legs. Trust me, the reality would give you a heart attack, especially if I had you trapped helplessly in bondage like I did this fool… and you saw the aroused, sadistic look I had in my eyes that night.

Forget whatever you think you know about what a strapon dominatrix is like. That porno shit you watch while you’re sitting at the computer is nothing but some actress playing a part. A real life strapon domina, a cruel female sadist who is truly into extreme femdom BDSM, is an entirely different world. Real forced female domination isn’t some kind of cute game played out by the hour… not in a situation like the one in this extreme story. It’s a man learning what it feels like to be weak and inferior… used and discarded by something better than him.

I was going to use him like a cheap anal sex slut. Before, he had stood watching me, wanting to masturbate while I showed him my ass and panties. Now it was me standing behind him, slowly stroking my strapon cock while looking at his ass. The shock of those painful ballbusting punches to the groin had worn off a bit by now. He was starting to struggle again, the fence rattling as he pulled against the handcuffs… while a flood of foul phrased protests were muffled by the panty gag I had forced into his mouth. The nasty grin on my face grew wider as I thought about how he would really have something to yell about in a few moments.

He still had his pants on though, so I walked back to him to take them off. The sound of my thigh high boots crossing the distance to him warned of my approach, and as I stepped behind him one of his legs kicked back to try to hit me.

No… oh, no… none of that shit with me.

I kicked him hard in the back of the offending leg… the tip of my thigh high boot connecting with the soft spot behind the knee. His leg gave out and he grunted in pain, as loud as he could with my panties in his mouth. I grabbed him by his hair, pulling his head back painfully, and told him to go ahead and keep trying to kick me, it would just make me enjoy hurting him all the more. Then I rolled the fingers of my right hand into a ball and punched him in his side… the feel of the skintight long leather gloves connecting with his exposed ribs was just so satisfying… as was the sound of him now choking on my panties as a result. Still holding his head pulled back I asked him in a sweet voice if he liked the taste of my wet pussy now… ~laughs~ and if he wanted me to shove my panties all the way down his throat when I was done.

Reaching around in front of him, I undid his belt a pulled his pants off, forcing them down around his ankles. Then I squatted down and pulled the belt tight again, closing it to restrict the movement of his legs some. The strapon I had on was so big that I’m sure he felt that huge dildo against his bare flesh as I stripped him.

He had a pale baby ass ~laughs~… big tough guy with a soft bare bottom. When I saw that pale white baby butt I just couldn’t help myself. His little pink asshole was like a perfect target painted on sheet of paper. Laughing to myself, I stepped back a bit and then I kicked him directly in his asshole… the tip of my thigh high boot connecting perfectly with his tight hole… I think it even popped in a little bit. Holy shit did that unexpected shot hurt. He jumped up the fence, his hands curling into claws as he screamed. The panty gag again stifled his sounds, but they did nothing to stop the park from being filled with my cruel laughter.

(Part VIII will continue this extreme bondage story… when I‘ve posted it I will activate this link – Femdom Stories )

 
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Even before I got involved with professional BDSM, I loved forced femdom sex.
Stories of my earliest sexual encounters would mark me an obvious predator.
I can’t even describe how it felt the first time I put on a strapon…
I was so excited, I nearly split the young girl I was with in two ~laughs~
Lesbian strapon sex with a cute classmate was my first time wearing a dildo…
But it wasn’t long before my hard cock found it’s way into a young man’s ass.

 
Violated in The Park – Part V – “Down In The Park”

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(By: Domina Cinara) A moment after the engine had stopped, my driver was standing beside the car holding the door open for me. I leaned over and unzipped the pants of the guy sitting next to me… then I pulled his fully erect penis out. It was big… really big… and the head was already well coated in pre-cum. It throbbed as it stood there… and he gasped as I shoved a leather glove down in his pants to roughly pull his balls out too, fully exposing his entire package.

“Leave it out, and follow me,” I said.

As I stepped into the night air, I made sure I gave him a nice long look at my tight ass as it left the vehicle… the fabric of my dress stretched across it, outlining my curves perfectly. I wanted the focus of his small mind limited to thoughts of my body and what he thought he was going to do to it.

But my show had a wider audience than I intended… out of the corner of my eye I caught my driver looking at my ass too. Immediately one of my leather gloved hands shot out and slapped him hard across the face. He knows he’s not supposed to make eye contact. The slap brought him back to reality in an instant, and his eyes shot forward in an expressionless stare. The guy I had chosen as my night’s plaything was exiting the car as it happened, and he started laughing… he thought it funny, how my driver was my obedient bitch… with every step he was getting closer to learning who the real bitch boy was tonight.

After the corrective slap, I walked away from the car, not looking back… my strapon packed leather handbag close to my side. We had arrived at a small park… a dark, empty place – at least so far as any of us could tell. I like having sex in public places, not just for strapon sex but any kind of domination sex or femdom play. Public humiliation can be an especially rewarding experience ~grinz~ I’m a shameless exhibitionist at heart, and having an audience just cranks the intensity up for me.

I walked off towards the far side of the park… a secluded spot wedged between a chain link fence and the park’s only structure – a small stone building surrounded by trees. Standing in the shadows by the fence, I turned around and beckoned my chosen victim to come closer.

His huge cock was still out, as ordered… the long shaft rock solid hard. I could tell he was proud of it… not a touch of humiliation on his face at being so exposed. I smiled as he walked towards me, my eyes on his penis… yeah it was impressive, but what was making me smile were thoughts of CBT (cock and ball torture). I almost forgot about the femdom strapon sex I had planned for tonight, as I imagined my long leather gloves choking and punching the hell out of this idiot’s cock and balls. Maybe some foreplay before I put my huge dildo on.

He could see what my eyes were fixed on, but he had no idea what I was really thinking. If he knew what kind of ballbusting shit was running through my mind he’d probably run from me like a scared child. Instead, he took the look I was giving his penis to mean I wanted it inside of me bad.

Funny how the mind of a true dominatrix usually holds femdom fantasies far darker than you’d like. A female sexual sadist isn’t a play toy for your satisfaction. A dominant woman really into this shit is going to tear you apart for her pleasure… relishing your pain.

I let my hands run slowly along the parts of my body he was most interested in… first playing with my tits… cupping and squeezing them, before pinching the nipples hard… then they moved down my stomach to rest between my legs. Mesmerized by the sudden show, he stopped about 6 feet from me to watch my long leather gloves as they writhed across my abdomen… hands pulling at my dress, teasing him with thoughts of what lay just beneath.

He started stroking his cock as he watched me… but I told him to stop. None of that shit you male pig… but I wasn’t getting into that with him… not when we were so close to what I really wanted.

I smiled sexy and told him to save it… that I was going to take care of him real good… and I didn’t want even a single stroke of that big cock wasted… I wanted all of it in me.

(When next chapter in this story – Part VI – is posted, this link will be active – Femdom Stories )

 
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The sort of sexual fantasies I have are very dark.
It’s not just female domination that gets me off, I find fear intoxicating.
I can be gentle and even caring, but what I really like…
The kind of extreme domination sex that floods the senses.
The same holds true of my taste in pornography and femdom stories…
I like reading domina stories that are very graphic, dirty and dangerous.

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Violated in The Park – Part IV – “You Don‘t Touch… Only I Touch”

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(By: Domina Cinara) Clumsily, as is typical of their ungraceful sex, the male I had chosen plopped himself down next to me in the back of the car. He tried to put on some sort of ridiculous macho-sexy face… I almost burst out laughing right then, but was able to catch myself, shifting my expression enough to make his small mind think my reaction was just a display of how struck I was by his oh-so manly looks ~laughs~.

If men really knew what women thought of their awkward attempts to arouse us, they’d shrivel up into tiny balls and blow away with the rest of the gutter trash.

My driver already knew where I wanted to go next – I had given him full instructions before we left. Sometimes I like to be spontaneous, but with the mood those dominatrix phone sex calls had put me in, I had pre-plotted each step of tonight’s agenda… what kind of strapon Domina would I be if I didn’t? ~laughs~

Of course, the male sitting next to me still held some flimsy belief that since he was the one with the cock, he was in control and he should be making the “moves”. This erroneous assumption led to him reaching over to me in an attempt to grab my tits, but I just pushed his hands away… reaching over instead with one of my own to grab hold of his cock through his pants.

“You don’t touch… only I touch,” I said to him, while lifting my other hand to place a finger over his lips, preventing any reply.

Advice to all females – until the training of the slave has reached an acceptable point, the use of a ball gag on the male animal is highly recommended.

His eyes followed my long leather gloves as one hand stroked his cock and the other his neck and face. I so wanted to close that one hand tight around his neck, to choke him into total obedience in a way I’d really enjoy… but I forced myself to be gentle with him. There would be plenty of time for rough sex once I was wearing my strapon. Until then, the more relaxed and clueless he was, the better.

It was good that it didn’t take long for us to reach our destination. After only a couple minutes of my long leather gloves caressing him, his cock was so worked up he was about to have an orgasm. Fucking light weight. His prick was plenty big, but he had the staying power of a little boy.

No matter, he wasn’t the one who would be doing the poking tonight… it was his asshole that was gonna get poked… his cock was just there for show. If I had had anything other than femdom strapon sex in mind for him I might have gotten pissed off when I saw how fast that orgasm was rising. In my anger the scene would have shifted very quickly to ballbusting as my clenched fists forced the cum back down into his disobedient sack.

But no need for any of that right now… I stopped stroking just before he came… and the car stopped moving a moment later. We had arrived and I had other things to focus on.

(Part V of this story will be ready when this link is active – Femdom Stories )

 
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I like wearing long leather gloves, not just because they look sexy on me…
But because they make my hands curl into fists that I want to use savagely.
When I handle a cock I almost always wear long leather gloves…
Stroking a man easily into submission before I tear his balls apart.

 
Violated in The Park – Part III – “Now Get Up And Follow Me”

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(By: Domina Cinara) My dismissal of Mr. Small Cock was followed by the rejection of a series of others from his penis deficient sub-species. I’m not at all a patient woman, especially when strapon sex is involved… but when I want something, I will not settle for third-class trash. I consoled myself with the thought of how my huge dildo would take every second of the time wasted here out on the ass of whatever man I finally selected.

Thankfully, it wasn’t too long before another hopeful with actual promise presented himself. Without a word of response to his opening line – I don’t even remember what it is that he babbled – I motioned him to sit. I reached down, and with the back of my hand smacked his knee, causing his legs to spread in reflex. He might have said something then too, but I don’t know what. The comments of such as he are irrelevant and I wouldn’t repeat them here anyway, even if I had listened enough to hear them in the first place.

My inspection of his manhood led to much better results this time… no small cock here. Smiling, I moved my other hand down there too, letting both of those long leather gloves explore what I had found. Between cock and balls there was more than enough for my hands to play with. Leaving them there, I finally took a look at his face – I hadn’t bothered up until that point. The shocked, excited expression he had on was kinda funny… it’s so easy to put a man off guard.

Then I spoke my first words to him, “Good enough, lets go.”

“What?” he replied, stammering slightly.

To which I responded, “Are you some sort of fucking idiot? I am going to fuck you. Now get up and follow me.” And without another word, I stood up and began walking towards the exit, not bothering to look back at the male dog that would so obviously be quick to follow.

As I left the club I purposely smiled teasingly at everyone who longingly watched me leave… my eyes looking them over as if I was so very interested in what I was seeing… my tongue slowly licking my lips as I appeared to show more than passing interest in some. By the time my thigh high boots and tight body had pulled dozens of eyes to the door with me, I could barely contain my laughter. I always leave a good tip when I exit a club… in the form of a nice, quick dose of tease and denial. I wondered how many would go home to screw some bloated, left-over last-call trash while they dreamed it was me they were with. By the looks I got as I departed, it would be quite a few ~laughs~ Fuck them.

My driver was waiting outside. He knew what was expected of him… the level of attentiveness I demanded… and so he made sure to have the car door opened wide by the time I got there so I didn’t have to break my stride. I slide into the car, letting one of my thigh high boots linger behind me as a final glimpse of the Goddess departing.

Sure enough… the male I had selected for tonight’s entertainment wasn’t far behind. His eyes almost as big in his head as the shit eating grin he had on his face. He was eating up the attention I was getting, and the knowledge that everyone saw it was he who was leaving with me.

I wanted that haughty look to be on his face. The more he smiled now, the better the expression of shock and fear would be later… when he realized the type of anal sex I had in mind involved a huge strapon forced all the way up his virgin ass.

I smiled as I thought of how his eyes had undoubtedly followed my tight ass all the way here… to his doom. His mind never giving a second thought to what might really be occurring.

How stupid men are. When it comes to sex, they think themselves the hunter. So convinced of this they are that they make themselves such very easy prey.

I patted my leather handbag gently… my smile grew as I felt the huge dildo and strapon harness contained within… soon, my friend… very soon.

(You will find Part IV here – Femdom Stories – when this link is up)

 
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I love both kinds of anal sex…
Me screwing the tight assholes of male sex slaves…
And me screwing the tight assholes of female sex slaves.
But as future extreme femdom stories of mine will show…
There’s a lot more I like to do to men and women than just anal sex.