The Doom of Willy
The door to the slave quarter swings open. In strides Mistress Lucy, wrapped in a dark blue cloak, the only sound to be heard is the heel of her black boots on the solid floorboards. Mistress Lucy always commands and gets a respectful silence. Today however the silence is solemn and sombre. She stands at the foot of Willy’s bunk and says “It’s time”. Willy stands meekly and allow Mistress Lucy to attach his collar and lean. There is a melancholy silence as Willy is led away.
The moonlight illuminates the rocky path that leads to the villa of The Countess. I tried so hard said Mistress Lucy, I pleaded and begged but The Countess is so angry with you. Why couldn’t you just do as commanded. This display of compassion and empathy is the most that Willy has experienced in his wretched life. Willy appreciates this and thinks of the times he has been allowed to couple with Mistress Lucy, with fondness. The walk to the villa is all to short. Mistress Lucy leads Willy up the steps and into the villa, to meet his doom.
Inside, the chamber is illuminated by a large roaring fire, shadows dancing on the walls. The Countess is sat on a large chair at the back of the room. On one side is a large butchers block, a razor sharp axe is propped against it and a basket is on the floor below. On the other side is a large wooden X-cross. Petrified, Willy looks around as he is led by the lean to stand before The Countess.
The Countess stands and removes her cape with a flourish. Her long slender legs are clad in blood red legs, crotchless, her full bush of golden hair is on display. Her generous breasts are held behind a scarlet corset and her long blonde hair is loose around her shoulders. Her cold blue eyes enthusiast a rage never before seen at the villa.
Willy she rages, I should have your balls fed to the pigs and have your head removed from your shoulders. Willy is trembling and close to soiling himself with fear. Against my better judgement Lucienne has been able to persuade me that you might have some worth. However, you can not go unpunished.
The Countess hands Mistress Lucy a leather bag. Strip, commands Mistress Lucy. Willy does as commanded. He has strong muscle arms, elegant thighs and a firm bum. Mistress Lucy removes her dark blue cloak. She is wearing her usual black leather collar, a black belt around her slender wait. Her breasts are bare for all to admire. Black stockings cover her shaped legs. Her thinking is that if Willy is to meet his doom, he would die looking at his favourite view. Forgotten your knickers again Lucienne , mocked The Countess.
From the leather bag Mistress Lucy removed nipple clamps that she applies forcedly, she also applies a small harness that is fitted around Willy’s testicles. She took a small sadistic thrill from buckling the harness tighter than necessary. The pressure immediately made Willy’s penis start to swell and grow. Dragging Willy by his clamped, bleeding nipples, Mistress Lucy positions him face first against the wooden X-cross. Arms and legs spread, he is restrained with ropes.
The Countess is sat in her large chair, her legs spread, slowly rubbing her cliporis. Flog him she commands. Mistress Lucy picks up a length of rope and strikes Willy across the back. Administering the punishment is arousing Mistress Lucy. She can feel her vagina moistening and her nipples hardening. She flicks the rope between Willy’s legs catching his testicles making him gasp loudly. It thrills her so much to be in control. The Countess is enjoying what she is seeing, Lucienne has such a talent for dispensing punishment, and the way her naked bum wobbles with every lash administratored is such a turn on.
The Countess strides across the room, her moist thighs giving evidence of her self pleasure. She takes Mistress Lucy’s leash and pulls her close gripping her by the jaw, she kisses her passwordately. Putting her hands between her legs she roughly fingers Mistress Lucy. A moan of pleasure slips out. The Countess pushes her away, not yet wench. Take him to the block she commands.
Willy is bent over the block and restrained. This is it thinks Willy. From the leather bag, The Countess removes a leather harness with a large dildo attached. She gives it to Mistress Lucy and commands her to put it on.
Wearing the harness, with the dildo well lubricated, Mistress Lucy mounts Willy. The sudden and unexpected pain makes Willy gasp. He is violent roughly and without mercy. Slowly the pain is evolving into pleasure. Willy’s anus is on fire, stretched so wide and filled by the never ending length of Mistress Lucy. She is thrusting hard and fast, getting off on the power and control she is exerting.
The Countess is sitting directly in front of the block, facing Willy. He can see that she is enjoying events. Caressing her breasts and playing with her vagina. Willy’s penis is so swollen, throbbing and aching. Sheknees before him and strokes his thick vieney cock. Putting her lips around the head she begins to suck his cock. Up and down slowly taking more of his length. Her lips are against his balls, his entire length is in her mouth and throat. His penis spews a torrent of hot sticky semen. His pleasure is so intense. The Countess swallows every drop and is satisfied with the standard of her fallatio skills.
Mistress Lucy continues to thrust the dildo into Willy’s anus. She is grinding and rubbing her cliporis against Willy with every thrust. Several orgasms have left her vaginal juices running down her thighs. The erotic mix of pain and pleasure is too much for Willy. Following his intense orgasm he passes out slipping blissfully into the darkness.
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