Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Part 1

100% of my time is devoted to the Alphas, not by choice, but by force. I work on a sugar cane plantation which supplied most of the Empires sugar needs. The plantation is located on a large island (Puerto Rico), in the Royal Sea (Gulf of Mexico). The plantation is owned by Kate Upton and Justin Verlander,, one of the most powerful Alpha couples to ever exist. They makes endless profits off of their slaves’ backs and uses it to live a royal lifestyle. To me, they are royal, she is my Queen and he is my King and they own me and 40 thousand other slaves who work on their plantation island. Everything I have ever done has been decided by them, I have never made my own decisions. Their flawlessness keeps me insecure, Their dominance keeps me submissive, Their short temper keeps me scared, Their punishments keep me motivated, and their Alpha keeps me beta. I wake up at 3 am to freezing cold water blast through the small cement cellars that us slaves are crammed into for the night. The chains around our necks and our wrists are released. Beautiful Alpha women instruct us out of our cells: “Cmon Losers”, “Move it baby dick”, “Stay in line beta”. About 50 of us are sent to the plantation house to cleanup after the party that Queen Upton had the night before while all of the other slaves were sent to the fields. In a chained coffle, me and 50 other slaves marched from the slave quarters to the plantation house. We arrived at the massive estate at about 4am and got right to work. I was in charge of cleaning the marble floors of the ball room, a burdensome task. Hands and knees I scrubbed for 5 hours straight. I was so sore from being on my knees but I didn’t dare slow down because even though no Alphas were in the room, I knew they were watching. I could easily see my reflection in the marble floor, an Alpha women came in to check on my progress. I bowed my head to the ground as she came my way and waited for instructions, she simply said “are you done slave”, and I responded joyfully “Yes Goddess!”. She inspected my work and found one minor scuff on the floor. She came marching back over, I became so scared as the noise of her heels came closer. With my face still buried in the ground she took her bull whip and gave me 10 hard lashes. They hurt so bad, she really knew had to use that thing. At 11am all slaves were sent to their morning worship locations. In rows, facing the estate, all of us slaves bowed on our knees with our heads in the dirt and our arms extended towards the home of our King and Queen. We were instructed to begin our worship mantras. Over in over and in unison all of us said “I am a beta slave, and I live to serve The royal couple .” After about an hour of worship, King Verlander and Queen Upton came out from their bedroom onto the terrace and ordered silence. Then Goddess Upton cheerfully addressed us all: “Good Morning slaves, how does it feel to start another day owned by, yes you guessed it, me! I am so happy that not one of you will have the choice to not serve me. Your orders today are to, well, work. You’ll get off at 11pm tonight so enjoy the next 11 hours of back breaking labor in the blazing sun. I heard it was supposed to hit 110 degrees today. Well ill be at the pool if you need anything. Now get to work.” We all moaned in agony as we got up and began our way back to the fields, she has been making us work late for weeks now. But there’s nothing we can do, we aren’t aloud to talk, we only listen to the orders given to us by our Queen and if we disobey we get severely punished. That is the way that the Queen wants it and so that is the way it will be.all of us slaves go to work immediately. I worked in the fields with 70% of the slaves while the others worked pushing the mills. I grabbed a knife which was severely dull, we have requested that the alphas sharpen the knives but they say dull knives are good because they make us work harder. I go to work chopping down sugar cane, bending over killing my back to get right to the root

“So lay down on your knees, now lay down on your stomach.” Nice clear instructions from the dominant female police detective to her prisoner that she is hogcuffing on the floor of an elevator. He militantly refuses to look at her killer heels and nyloned ankles, strategically placed either side of his head during his public humiliation: he probably wants to avoid any embarrassing accidents down below…

Excellent dominant image from the digital artist ira9087 who used to post on Deviant Art

If the boy is naughty, she takes a cane.

One year, those balls must be blue as.