-The Vice™- Real Chastity.

Hooded, humiliated and constantly berated as you lick your bratty Madam’s boots. Aren’t you a lucky boy?

I asked about the stepsister caption. I'm kinda curious how you'd do it so for sure would like to see it :)

The spacing sucks on the first pic. My Photoshop skills are poor.

The fact they have never met each is about the only way I can I do it.

Part 2

It’s about 1pm and the sun is killing me, it’s been about an hour and im exsausted, the slave next to me collapsed and a Beautiful tall blonde Goddess attended the situation and beat him till he had the motivation to get up. The only way i really keep the motivation to keep going is to think of the Alpha females. Their effortless Beauty fills my eyes, while I am just a worthless speck in theirs. I feel the need to give my whole existence to bring a tiny smile or moment of joy to these Beautiful women. I really like to think that Queen Upton is my actual God. I Can’t stand the fact that im techniqually working for Xerxes God King and King Verlander, but they are the Alphas, and I am the beta. At about 3pm, a large parade of slave carried floats came over the hill from the palace and parked itself at the top, several of us stopped to look but we were ordered to continue to work buy the whips. I saw that King Verlander was sitting on a big throne bed, he had at least 10 Beautiful women on the bed with him all going crazy to suck his dick. He made out with one aggressively as several slaves knelt beside the bed serving the Alphas fine foods and fanning them on this horribly hot day.This was a normal occurrence, King Verlander always enjoyed flexing that he was the only Alpha Male on the island and that had the ability to fuck every Beutiful Alpha female that all of us Betas dreamed of but we couldnt because of our tight chatsity cages. As he stuck is massive 10 inch penis in the women that whipped me 10 times this morning while I worked tirelessly for his profit, I couldn’t help but to try to get hard in my tight cage. But per usual the spike dug in and I was in pain. King verlander stayed there for about an hour as we all died in the heat. The Beautiful women on board the float with him would constantly yell at the slaves: “Must be super hot out their”, “Only 7 more hours beta”, “You wish you could get your cock sucked like this”, “”Eyes down Pig”. At one point he ordered a passing slave to ge on his knees and open his mouth. King Verlander stood up and aimed his erect penis at the Beta and pissed in his mouth, complete Alpha move. Before he left he ordered us all to our knees to bow, he then ordered us to lift our gazes. He held one of the most beautiful women on the island in his arms and he grabbed her titiies and said “You will never have this feeling, this is the feeling of being a man, something that none of you are. Now thank me for letting you watch my origy”. I pushed my face into the dirt and I screamed out “Thank you King Verlander for letting me watch you fuck those Beutiful women”. We work tirelessly for 2 more hours. Another float comes from the palace, Queen Upton is sitting on a huge throne as she is fanned and has her feet worshiped by lucky slaves. She is served an amazing dinner as she is carried past us. She throws bones and lobster carcuses our way, metaphorically representing that the Alphas get first pick of food and the betas get the leftovers. I only got a quick glimpse of my beautiful Goddess as she was carried by, I was forced to continue working by the whip as me stomach ached for food and my throat longed for water. As the sun went down and the heat began to drop, we finished our work at 11. Goddess Pamela, the head slave overseer, noticed that we were a few pounds short on the days quota. She ordered that we should not be given food and only slight water. We all marched back to the slave quarters with aching stomachs. We walk down the steps to the dungeon and are blasted by freezing water to clean us off, and then chained into our cells. I try to fall asleep but its so uncomfortable. I have to wake up in 3 hours to start this hell all over again.

The Jerk - Part 1

A planned wank to some femdom porn was all you wanted. The long day at work needed some relief, and as you settled down to load up your favourite leather clad bitches on the laptop, you took your cock out of your boxers and started to jerk off. You paid no attention to the sound outside as you were too busy listening to the creaking outfit of a vicious leather vixen, chastising you for being a weak little pervert.

The feeling was too good and you knew that it wouldn’t be long before you shot your load into your balled up sport sock….it was going in the laundry anyway and you couldn’t wait. The visual of the boots rubbing against the gloves of your porn star mistress started you off. The explosion of pleasure was tremendous as you jerked off into the sock….getting every smidge of orgasm out. You sat back and closed you eyes….breathing heavily as the hardness started to fade.

The feeling of cold steel against your throat made you instantly aware. And there she was….the black leather suit, the facemask and the cruel eyes glaring at you. She hissed a warning for you to keep quiet…..or else your cock gets cut off. You nodded and instinctively put your hands up. Her tight ponytail swished as she grabbed her bag of delights. The duct tape and zip ties fell on the bed, with the added peril of a pistol now in her hand. She stepped back slowly, the gun trained at your crotch. She ordered you to gag yourself….but as you went to rip the tape off the roll, she shook her head and pointed to the cum filled sock. You told her to fuck herself…..an act not recommended as the gun was pointing at you and she clicked the chamber. It was loaded and she wasn’t playing.

You stuffed the sock in your mouth, the cum still warm as you retched. She told you to wrap the tape tightly around your mouth again and again. You felt as if your head was going to explode from the pressure of the vice like gag….she indicated for you to stop and then ordered you to zip tie your ankles together….again, the gun was waved in front of you for emphasis. You clicked on the binding and she pushed you face down on the bed and bound your wrists. She got on top of you and took more tape….this time to reinforce the wrist tie and she pulled your hair spitefully.

Her gloved hand started to run up your body and stopped near your ass. You grunted and struggled as she ripped your boxers away and probed your hole….then reaching around to tug your balls. She dismounted and hauled you onto your back. Her fingers still probing your ass and the other hand gripping your cock. She looked over to the laptop and evidence of your entertainment was still on display. Her taunting was seductive and despite the situation, you could feel yourself shamefully getting hard.

She played the clip again and decided to reenact the video….grinding her leather clad body against you. Her high heels digging into your flesh. The jerking and rough anal play was doing things to you, making you feel desperate and used. Her eyes were burning a hole into you, her breathing harder and quicker as she abused you. As you thrust against her hands, you could feel yourself about to cum again and she let you orgasm. The gag just about kept your roars to a minimum as she wanked the Holy Spirit from you. Her gloves soaked in your filthy jizz. She took your tattered underwear and wiped her gloves clean….taking care to smear the rest over your tape gagged face.

It was just the start of her plans for you. She took the knife and cut your ankles free, and you were dragged to your feet. She explained that she didn’t intend to take anymore than she needed, but you would be a tempting toy to play with. She draped a dressing gown over you and grabbed your car keys. It was time to take the party elsewhere.

To be continued……