Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Poor innocent James tried to bargain with catburglar Alba. The timid young man promised he would be no trouble, even offering to be restrained while his slinky assailant took what she pleased.

It was all too easy for the petite thief as he was roped and gagged on the sofa, while she rubbed her shiny, booted body all over him.

After she had her fun, it was time for business as James was hogtied on the floor, balled up socks wrap gagged in his mouth. But Alba had a heart and popped her tits out of the suit to make him very uncomfortable on the cold floor.

Maybe she’ll take pity and give him a little tug to remember her by.

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

Keep the drinks coming, champ. She might start to enjoy your company….

this looks like a bad idea

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@tom--allen Good summary here. ❤️🔒

Did you just forget to curtsey?  Are you ashamed to be my Sissy Maid here at the beach?  Were on vacation nobody knows you here, don’t mind them taking pictures, probably suprised to see a frilly little maid here at the beach.  

I figured you’d be motivated considering your realease date was set for our return from vacation…this lack of curtsey just added another week, that’s two so far in 2 days.  We have 5 days to go, one more mistake and we just reset the calender for another 6 months.

LOL now you Curtsey…dip a little lower and show that little cage…LOL..you sissies are so easy..I’m going to do whatever I can to reset the calender..LOL should we make it another year for a mistake?? We can come back here to this resort same time next year to celebrate again..Oh now you’re really doing good with that Curtsey..a year it is for the next mistake..the motivation you need LOL. 

Now go wait over at the bar in fretting position..be sure to curtsey over there too..better not miss my signal for drink orders.

I can’t wait to come back next year..LOL

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