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Arrival
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They took meticulous care preparing for the event. Mistress Mia, the tallest of the three, stood over sex feet tall in her black leather thigh boots. The four-inch stiletto heels on her favourite black leather crotch high pointy-toed 4" boots helping her look down on people. The boots finished underneath a tight black leather skirt. Her blonde hair was pulled back tightly, hanging down to the small of her back. Her body was encased in a black leather corset that pushed her 34C breasts up, emphasising her curves and her air of authority. Mistress Raven, with shoulder length black hair, and Mistress Eve, with short hair that she dyed white, were dressed similarly. Their make-up was carefully applied and tailored to enhance their appearance of superiority.
Individually, they hated men. Together, that hatred reached an overwhelming intensity. The thought of men as anything over than being fit for the most menial of roles disgusted them. The idea that any self-respecting woman would allow herself to be groped by a man, to have her body violated by penetration, sickened them. Men were worms, barely fit to lick the shit off their shoes.
They took pleasures of each other’s body and in the domination of women. The willingness of other women to prostrate themselves, to accept physical and mental abuse, was a source of constant delight. The event, a gathering for women who enjoyed soft flesh and pain, would be heaven.
Each completed their outfits with long black leather gloves before pulling on high quality black leather trench coats.
Armed each with a riding crop, they checked their appearance in a full-length mirror before striding out of the apartment. With Mistress Mia in the lead, they swept out to the waiting limo. The driver was a man, but he had worked for the three before. He kept his head bowed and his eyes fixed firmly on the ground as he held the door open.
The event was at some grand house set securely in extensive grounds some way out of town. The three could not but feel that the place was perfect for their plans. There were no neighbours to disturb if they caused the occasional scream. Their car pulled up and the driver scurried round to open the car door. Mistress Mia climbed out and brought her crop down hard on his back.
“Worm,” she spat.
‘Thank-you, Mistress.’ He mumbled as he struggled not to wince at the sudden pain. He had expected no better treatment. Mistress Mia swept her eyes around the drive smiling as she took in the number of cars parked outside. There were sure to be many women that they would enjoy training.
“Oh shit!” Mistress Raven called out, looking down at her boot as she tried to wipe it on the grass. “There must be a fucking dog here. Now I have its shit all over my boot.”
Mistress Mia was a little surprised when a man opened the front door of the house; she had been expecting an all woman affair. Still, at least he is appropriately undressed, she thought as she took in his nakedness other than full-face mask and dog collar. He bowed to the mistresses as he stepped back to admit them. Music spilled out as a door at the back of the hallway opened. The three exchanged glances and smiles. They strode eagerly towards the sound, the thoughts of the pleasures to come filling their minds.
A frown crossed Mistress Mia’s face as she stepped into the room. There were no women there. Instead, half a dozen men - all wearing just face masks and dog collars - turned to look at the three mistresses as they stepped into the room.
“This is not right,” Mistress Raven said. “What are they doing here?”
“Jerks,” Mistress Eve added.
“Someone is trying to piss us off,” Mistress Mia concluded. “Still, I think we can handle these losers, don’t you.” She looked at the other two, a harsh smile returning to her face. She flexed her riding crop, strode up to the nearest man, flicked her crop up under his chin.
“You are a worthless piece of shit! Fit only to worship my friends and me. Get down on your knees and kiss my boots.” Without a word of protest, the man dropped to the floor, brought his mouth to Mistress Mia’s boot and kissed the shiny black leather. “Lick them, lick them clean,” she commanded and the man obeyed.
“You! Worm!” Mistress Mia called to another man. “Come here and help this piece of slime.” He almost ran to her, knelt. Together, the two men licked at he leather boots, turning them shiny with their tongues. “I want to see my face in my boots, you wimps. You are pathetic. Make sure you clean them all over.” The men licked harder, faster, striving to please Mistress Mia.
She put her hand in the pocket of her trench coat and pulled out a dildo. While the men continued to lick her boots, she lifted her skirt and attached the dildo to a strap-on harness she wore underneath. Mistress Mia reached down and grabbed the hood of one of the boot-lickers.
“On your knees, you piece of shit. Suck on this.” She commanded, holding the dildo out. The man hurried to obey, wrapping his lips around the end of the dildo. Mistress Mia put her hand behind his head and pushed; pushed her dildo deeper into his mouth.
Seeing that the men submit to Mistress Mia, Mistress Eve waved her crop at two other men. Within seconds they were on their and knees kissing her boots.
“You are not fit to lick my boots,” she told them. Pointing to one, she waved her crop towards the man sucking Mistress Mia’s dildo. “Stick your face under his ass and lick.”
He lied on his back, his face between the dildo-sucker’s legs. He pulled the dildo-sucker down until his ass was pressed against his face. Mistress Eve smiled at the sight of his tongue lapping at the dildo-sucker’s asshole, at the sight of the ass-licker’s flaccid cock. She looked down at the other man at her feet.
“Go and suck his cock, dick-head,” Mistress Eve said. Soon, his head was bobbing up and down as he sucked, kneeling with his ass stuck up in the air. Mistress Eve brought her riding crop down over his ass, causing him to gasp for breath. She too took a dildo from her pocket and fixed it to her strap-on harness. Kneeling behind him, she held her dildo against his ass. Without bothering with lubricant or any preparation, Mistress Eve pushed. She forced her dildo into his tight dry ass, enjoying the sight of him clenching and relaxing his muscles as he tried to control the penetration.
The remaining two men knelt before Mistress Raven without even being told, waiting her instructions.
“Scum!” she snarled at them. “You should be begging for the pleasure of licking my boots. Go on! Fucking beg, you turds.” The men mumbled a reply and each received a whip with the riding crop across their backs.
“Useless turds! You will speak when I tell you to, you will speak clearly and you will call me Mistress. Now, do you have enough brain to understand those simple commands?”
“Yes, Mistress,” they answered as Mistress Raven sat down.
“Now fucking lick my boots, you dog-shit eaters.” She ordered. “Clean then thoroughly.” The men moved to obey, a low growl escaping from the lips of one, as he smelt the mess that remained on Mistress Raven’s boot. She slapped her crop across his hooded-head. “Lick that shit off!”
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Posted on : Apr 5, 2017
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