The Slave Club: Domination, feminization, BDSM and they had no choice! by Grace Mansfield

Author:Grace Mansfield
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Gropper Press
Published: 2022-04-04T04:00:00+00:00

Mattiss drew back. Wiped his mouth. Stood up. His penis stood out. It was large, and long, and the drool seeping from it was almost like a stream, a river. He never came, but he always issued fluids.

“Suck it, my dear. My milking is over, but you need a little sustenance.

Still filled with the peaceful sense of love, Janet moved her head forward. She put her mouth over Mattiss’s member and began to lick his cock head.

Matttis gave a light moan and lifted his head slightly. “Cup the balls, my dear. Squeeze them alternately. Close your hands softly for a while, then make my knees tremble with your control and force, then go back to soft. When giving head one must always pay attention to the testicles. They are sensitive, filled with juice, and must be made happy. And don’t let any of my drippings go to waste.”

Janet sucked his dong, followed his directions, and even improvised. She couldn’t see Johnny, behind Mattis, but she knew he could hear her.

“All right, my dear, that’s enough.” He stepped back, and she felt like she had been cheated. He hadn’t squirted into her mouth.

“Let’s have lunch, and let me present a schedule for you.”

Mattis sauntered across the room, into the kitchen corridor, the kitchen, then out the short corridor to the patio. As he walked he talked, “I really must put a door to the patio in the main room. This round about stuff is boring. A waste of time, if you get my meaning. Hello, Mamie,” he spoke cheerfully to the naked maid as they walked through the kitchen. “We’re ready for lunch, if you please.”

“Yes, Mister Mattiss.” She usually called him Master, but occasionally said his name.

Janet and Johnny lagged behind him. Janet to stay with Johnny, and Johnny moving slowly because he had a weight hanging off his penis, and the weight banged painfully into his knees if he wasn’t careful and didn’t walk with a certain sway and rhythm.

They stepped out the door onto the patio, and Johnny and Janet were struck by the calm beauty of the place. Thirty feet of exquisite masonry. Tiles set in mortar, and they had only begun to appreciate the mandalic pattern hidden in the apparent tossings of the tiles.

They sat at the iron table with the glass top. The chair Johnny was in was just high enough that the weight hanging from his package didn’t reach the ground. It pulled on his penis, a mixture of light pain and exquisite pleasure, the weight slowly swaying under the chair, his penis feeling like it was being stretched.

“Unlock Johnny’s arms, my dear.” He placed a key on the table. Janet quickly undid the cuffs around Johnny’s wrists. He flexed his wrists and was glad to have the ability to move his arms once again.

Mattiss was staring across the sward at the far forest. A mother deer and a fawn were on the edge of the sward, nibbling at berries on a bush.

“I can’t believe people kill those wonderful animals.

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