The first thing that Tom was aware of was NOT the light streaming into the room, nor the warm ocean breeze gently moving the sheer white silk drapes of the soft canopied bed upon which he lay, nor was it the song of the birds outside. No, the first awareness Tommy had, was the feel of a warm nose pressed against his pubic bone and the warm slippery wet mouth suckling and nursing like a starving infant on his morning wood.
Initially startled, his mind still slightly clouded by sleep he pushed himself up on his elbows and looked down his chest at the top of the head of the beautiful naked principle nursing on his manhood and, for the first time, he felt very incredibly proud of his gender.
The feel of her warm, hands holding gently yet firmly to the back of his legs, pulling her face into his groin so that her lips could seal around his root, and the sight of her nose disappearing into his thick curly blond pubic hair brought the night’s memories back.
After his first rape of her, they had moved to the bed where he gave her, her first command. She would not refer to sex as “sex” or “making love” it was fucking, and when she wanted, she would not ask anyone to make love to her, she would ask them specifically to “rape” her.
Tom was not sure the affect he had expected that to have on her but was surprised by the result. She seemed to have been very much turned on and after that she had ridden him like a prize stallion into the wee hours of the morning. Tommy had been waking up with morning wood since he was 7 years old but this was the first time he was awoken to the feel of this beautiful, naked as the day she was born woman, lying face down between his legs, sliding her tongue along his scrotum even while her soft lips were still wrapped around his cock while massaging the head of his cock with her tonsils. His first “deep throat” and it felt every bit as good and as snug as her pussy as his head pushed past her epiglottis making a slight bulge in her neck
Tommy moaned happily, his hands gripping the sheets, resting back against the pillows to let the woman do all the work before wiping the sleep from his eyes. To his amazement, the naked woman moved like a cat with him as if attached to his body, pushing up on her hands or her elbows and using her knees to slither up the bed while not missing a single suckle as she crawled further to keep her mouth on his prick, the feel of her moist breath thru his pubic fur, the feel of her bare breasts, and even her nipples on the bare skin of his thighs.
For a moment, Tom couldn’t make up his mind, he really would rather fuck her. Ride her bareback and take another opportunity to put his child in her body, but the feel of her mouth, the view of the top of the head of the bare woman below him felt incredible and after all Principal Cobb had not had her breakfast yet.
The woman made the decision for him. Seeing the top of her head bobbing up and down, Tom felt himself pulse strongly closing his eyes with a smile he put his hands behind his head, stretching and pointing his toes. Well at least that took care of her breakfast
Tom decided to his right leg over her neck to hold her there while taking one hand and gently pushing her face down into his groin just to hold her there while he finished
Victoria gagged on Tom’s meat…she stiffened as he blocked her airway… It wasn’t like he needed to do it with her lips already at the base of his cock. It undoubtedly felt good to the young man, to trap her there and just HOLD her there. She imagined his eyes closed as he just enjoyed, feeling her struggling and swallowing.
After a few moments she began to get desperate to breathe…her hands left his legs…pushing on the bed, feeling his sweaty leg across her neck…she tried to pull back, but Tom just held here there for a while longer. He was softening his cock slowly shrinking back from her airway.
He felt her warm silken hair under his palms, the ponytail he had placed in her hair last night gripped in his fist. Tom opened his eyes, smiling, watching her hands push on the bed trying to lift her mouth off his cock. He strengthened his grip pushing her nose down on his groin firmly and giving her head a gentle swat.
“Relax! relax Victoria” He said in a conversational volume “Just go with it. Let it happen, I am not going to hurt you….”
He felt her stop struggling…giving him back control of her head. It took a few moments, and Victoria thought she would pass out, but Tom’s cock softened and withdrew into the back of her throat and she could breathe thru her nose into his curly warm pubic hair, panting heavily, her eyes watering as she sucked in air and his musky scent. That scent burned into her brain forever. She used her tongue to move the male organ into her cheek as she brought her hands back to his flanks, dragging her long fingernails gently along her master’s bare thighs.
Victoria had given blow jobs before, every woman had, but the thought that his climax was not the end, to stay attached to his cock after his climax had never occurred to her, why was the thought making her wet?
“That’s better…” he smiled making his grip on her head softer and stroking like a pet cat. He brought his leg from around her neck and said simply “Stay…”
Tommy kept one hand on of Victoria’s ponytail…she wanted to bob her head but he just held her there wither nose pressed against his belly “Just…suck Victoria…don’t move, don’t use your tongue, don’t THINK, just…stay there… and suck….”
Feeling her obey him, Tommy just leaned back against the headboard and enjoyed the warm ocean breeze, the smell of the ocean, the song of the birds, and a beautiful woman between his legs
He began absently stroking the soft chestnut ponytail. Who would have believed he’d be awakened by a blow job from his principal and that he’d actually be soft in her mouth? A woman suckling on his dick like a hungry calf on its mother’s teat.
Tom left the beautiful school principal RIGHT where she was, the back of her neck pressed down by the back of his right knee, as he relaxed and dozed. It had been quite a frisky night, even after she had gotten done riding him. Every time he had awakened during the night, unused to having another person in his bed, he had rolled atop her,\ unbidden with the authority if ownership and mounted her. No condom, no preliminaries. Sometimes missionary, sometimes from behind while spooning, but each time he had penetrated her womanhood with impunity and held pressed against her cervix while he climaxed within her body. It had felt WONDERFUL.
Tom wasn’t sure why, weather it was the idea of taking another man’s wife, of dominating his principal or just the idea of controlling her body or some other animalistic drive but he really wanted to make sure he impregnated her.
For Victoria’s part, she was relieved to get the order to stop licking and bobbing her head on the lad’s shaft. She was not a prude, she had performed fellatio on men before, her first time had been as a young girl with a boy in school herself. She had nearly vomited the first time the warm salty bitter fluid with a texture much like uncooked egg whites hit the back of her throat, but, over time, she had gotten used to it. After a man climaxed, she had usually stopped but Tom had been having her suckling and licking at his genitals for almost an hour now and her jaw and tongue was beginning to cramp.
As had happened with all men, the first 30 seconds she was forced to endure his salty taste and musky scent of the unwashed male anatomy, but after she had swallowed and cleaned any musk or salt taste from his genitals, with the exception of his actual climax, it was not much different from sucking on a thumb or a teat..
Victoria now lay with her cheeks resting on the young man’s thighs, she thought about the night; she was conflicted, the kid was like a rutting buck with the stamina of youth, a youth she was rapidly losing, now in her mid-30’s. When she had been 16, she had her fantasies of romping with males, multiple climaxes, wearing them out, but now she could not keep up with her student. She had been awoken at least 7 times during the night by the young stallion. Without a word, he had summarily spread her knees mounted her and had his way with her.
True to her word, she had enthusiastically made love to him, slipping her arms around him. Meeting his thrusts with her own and accepting him without a word of protest.
At first, Tom was a “two shake Jake”, mounting her and climaxing after barely penetrating her, but as the novelty of having his school principle as his sex slave wore off, and he became more and more familiar with her naked body, he had taken more and more time to climax within her. That meant more and more stimulation for her.
By the end of the night he had driven her to 2 distressingly pleasant orgasms. After each climax he had required her to slip down under the covers to nuzzle and lick his equipment using just her tongue to lick up the soft glistening organ and suck it into her mouth and suckle their combined juices from him.
For some, perverted reason, it intrigued her how unfamiliar she had been with the male anatomy. She had actively swallowed their combined fluids which was salty sweet like kettle corn and had she not had society’s taboos…this wasn’t half bad.
In the same way he was becoming more comfortable with using her, she was becoming used to their scent and taste. By now, her nose was used to the musky scent which, truth be told, was not an unpleasant scent to her at all, but her lips, and her tongue were not yet used to this level of activity, her jaw and her tongue would ache after so long suckling.
Every other male she had done this with, pulled out and returned the favor, performing cunninlingus on her, but not Tom! He had climaxed and then just left her where she was with her face buried in his crotch, licking, suckling, and teasing him, while his length went limp in her mouth.
That thought also left her very conflicted. She had never considered herself to be a super model, but she kept herself very fit and active and while she was not a “Boone and Crockett (Pope and Young?)” she was very much aware she was a “trophy wife.”
On one hand, she curiously felt a measure of…pride? pleasure? This wasn’t the same old dance anymore. She was also grateful…he wasn’t feeding her more semen, but she also felt very very…inadequate? Despite her best efforts, she could not arouse this young man again! No matter how she teased him...he was not the slightest bit aroused by her efforts. She knew males would not immediately grow erect again but damn, what would it take if this ultimate act of giving, left him limp in her mouth?
She also felt so felt ashamed of herself, that she felt that way. Even worse she realized…she was BORED and sleepy, from her interrupted sleep but she was bored and all she could do is lay there in his lap, and feel his strong hands petting her like she were some kind of pet. Where was her outrage? He indignation? Her sense of betrayal?
For now, she lay, face resting face down, nose pressed to his pubis suckling but at least now her lips and tongue were not cramping, and she could just relax and listen the sounds of morning. She fell into a light sleep.
Tom, similarly. lounged on the defunct queen’s soft down filled bed gazing out the open windows at the crisp beautiful rising sun, listening to the sounds of the birds, the waves on the shore and of Victoria’s quiet sucking sounds.
He patted her head “Good girl.”
After dozing a while longer, Tom stretched again and took a deep breath. Who would have ever thought his cock would be while soft in beautiful woman’s mouth. He could get used to this!
There was a knock at the door.
“Come in.” he called without thinking.
The door opened and his friend, Austin, clad in his own short white toga, entered
“G’morning!” Austin walked in and stopped short, blinking at the sight of his best friend on the bed, and the “cream pie” between the older woman’s thighs.
“Dude! is that principle Cobb?”
Hearing her other student, Victoria’s first reflex was to sit up, pulling the sheet to cover her breasts, and wipe he dribble from her chin.
Tom smile “Austin! Yea she...”
Tom stopped and looked at Victoria “Who told YOU to stop or cover up?”
Victoria stared mortified. He wanted her to perform for his friend? “But…master…please.”
Tom gave her a stern look “Who told you to stop?”
Victoria felt like a little girl scolded by her father “N...no one Master?”
Tom nodded “Well?”
She dropped the sheet, revealing her breasts, covered in Tom’s hickies. to young Austin, opened her mouth like a fish and returned to her duties, blushing; tears of humiliation streaming down her face as she resumed her blow job.
Austin walked closer “On my GOD Tom, did Principal Cobb just call you her MASTER?”
Austin stared a moment; her tits were beautiful…he had a perfect view of her tight ass and pussy and watched her go back down on his friend while they talked.
“Oh TOM, that is SO cool. You turned Principal Cobb into a cock sucker. G’morning Miss Cobb.”
Tom felt the cool air on his saliva wet cock as Victoria lifted her head a moment to reply, “Good morning master.” Before resuming her chore.
Tom smirked running his hand thru her ponytail “Yea, I put her in her place, turns out she is a natural, and the best part is, she AGREED to be my slave AND I am going to knock her up.”
Austin looked stunned, shaking his head and walking to the side of the bed where his friend and the naked principal lay
“Jeeze! Happy birthday…you’re the luckiest guy in the world.”
Tom nodded “Lucky? Hey, YOU are here too! My Birthday is not until tomorrow. You know, I thought I’d feel a lot more self-conscious, even guilty just using a girl like this, like a toy for my pleasure, but… I don’t… it just feels nice.”
“I know!” Austin smiled “I just spent the night screwing my own MOM!”
Tom blinked. Austin’s mother, Barbara, was a stereotypical MILF. Not a super model but definitely attractive
“Oh damn man, that’s cool, but what about yer dad? Did you use a condom? What if you knock her up? Isn’t there some high risk of birth defects?”
Austin moved over to one of the seats, watching the principal’s head moving as she licked his friend’s scrotum. “She’s about to bring him off” he thought with a smirk.
“First off, there is not a condom or contraceptive within 1,000 miles of this place, second dad is the one who brough me here and third don’t worry about the incest, that Guy with the computers said between this island’s resources and their computers, they can ‘correct’ any genetic defects…and get this, mom has been Dad’s SLAVE since a year before they were married. She’s INCREDIBLE in bed!”
Victoria listened dumbstruck; her two students were talking about sexual slavery as if she were not even in the room and of course while she was sucking on one of their cocks. What was worse, she could feel Tom, now fully erect in her mouth, was about to climax while his friend, Austin sat there watching eagerly to see their principal swallow.
She could tell by the feel of Tom’s pulse thru his cock, between her lips and his breathing he was close, VERY close. Maybe she could repay the little rapist some embarrassment as she took his cock under her tongue and teased his damp scrotum with her fingers, betting he had never climaxed with an audience before.
Tom, indeed, felt a moment of panic, Austin had deliberately painted the erotic picture of screwing his own birth mother, to get him to lose control...fucking his principal in bed alone was one thing… cuming in front of his friend…
Tommy’s voice squeaked his face blushing
“Jesus Austin your such an ass!” he felt his stomach clench as he leaned forward and pushed Victoria’s face firmly down and began spilling his seed.
Victoria Cobb had come to anticipate this...but still as she swallowed there was the “gluck gluck gluck” of a cock lodged in the back of her throat.
Austin smiled cockily leaning forward to give Victoria’s bare ass a sharp slap “Well done…very well done…And as for you Miss Cobb, serves you RIGHT, being a damned tease for all them years in school…you just swallow what you’re given.”
Tom, now thoroughly flustered, pushed the woman off and threw his leg over her so he could stand naked himself. He reached for his own tonga, leaving the older woman panting on the bed and licking her lips with white fluid dribbling down her chin.
“You’re such a dick Austin. And YOU” he pointed at Victoria, the bare naked woman slowly slipping off the bed to kneel at their feet wiping her chin on the back of her hand “You did that on PURPOSE!”
Austin laughed “Oh relax… of COURSE she did, why else did you have her sucking on your cock? Haven’t been out walking around, yet? Tom, no one CARES it’s not a big deal…no one is judging. These amazons are being put DOWN”
Austin grabbed Victoria’s ponytail and pulled her over.
“Come on Kitten now that you have had your cream it’s time to please your betters.”
Victoria felt the pull on her hair, heard the smug singsong of her student as she stood half crouched. Austin was shorter than her. She expected Tommy to protest but the other boy remained silent.
Holding that ponytail, Austin stood the woman up and lifted her left breast, twisting it gently and inspecting it
“Tom where’s her jewelry?” Austin stared imperiously down at Victoria’s pouting breasts and cream filled pussy”
Tom shrugged “I dunno...she didn’t come with any, did you want her engagement ring?”
Austin rolled his eyes reaching out to take Victoria’s left breast by her nipple, lifting it.. He had always wanted a look at these, to cop a feel, and it was worth it as the heavy sweaty gland distorted as he gave a gentle pinch and pulled, the older woman giving not one whimper of protest.
“You’re such a dork…Nose ring, nipple rings clit ring… all the women have them”
Tom blinked “we can get them here?”
Victoria’s heart skipped a beat, her rebellious nipples were getting aroused at being rolled between Austin’s fingers, but they were going to physically mark her body? Those piercing hurt especially where they were suggesting.
Austin nodded “they will even give her a cute brand if you want…wasn’t she processed?”
Tom shook his head “A brand? like a prize mare or cow or something? I like that. As for processed she promised to be my willing slave if I let her marry that wimp…”
Austin smiled “now THAT is cool...but you will have to train her…I am sure she’s been bored…sucking on your cock...haven’t you Victoria?”
The principal looked like a deer caught in headlights, how could they KNOW? She answered in a meek voice, “Yes master”. Why was she getting so hot listening to the 2 boys calling the man she loved a wimp and talking about her as if she were livestock?
Austin smiled “Rule number 1, wench, if your board please us, if WE get bored, well that’s when we get creative… how did you women put it at the school? if you can’t find something to do, I will find something FOR you?”
Victoria felt Austin push her down, to her knees, worried that he wanted a blow job too but then he pushed her further down. She knelt and then, finally was forced to lay face down on the floor, prostrate at his feet. What Austin had said was chilling, There were no police, no government even, if they decided to experiment they could do anything…she looked at the top of Austin’s bare feet.
As Tom watched in curiosity, as Austin said one word “Worship”
Victoria glanced up from his feet, swallowing hard. She was treated to the sight of the male standing above her, his anatomy in plain view under his toga, his snug smile at lording over her in front of his friend.
Austin wiggled his toes in front of her nose, if they got bored… to be honest with herself...she had been suckling at a man’s cock all night before and after sex all the unbidden sex, she reached out to the ankle
Austin used his right foot to shove her hands away “I didn’t give you permission to touch me.”
The prim and proper principal blushed and gave a brief angry glance up at the dominant male above her. The rebelliousness drained out of her. The simple fact was they had her and there was nothing she could do about it, sooner or later she would be serving and servicing both.
She leaned in and put a soft kiss on his instep.
Austin winked at Tom “I didn’t say KISS, Victoria,” He said using her given name “I said WORSHIP.”
Victoria understood. “Yes Master, I am sorry”
She gathered herself up so she was crouched on all fours and leaned her face down to Austin’s foot and ran the flat of her tongue along the top of the foot from toes to ankle with several dozen enthusiastic licks while her lips sucked at the skin. Austin did not shift his weight and she had to point and wiggle her tongue between his toes until he raised his toes, after which she began to suckle and lick at each toe.
The salty taste of Austin’s foot filled her mouth, for some reason she found the taste and scent different from Tom’s, more mild then the boys’ genitals…
Suddenly a cell phone appeared in her vision, followed by a click and whirr of a cell phone camera. The bulb flashed in her face.
Austin smiled “Get some pictures Tom!” He shifted his weight finally to take the bottom of his left foot and gently stepped down on the woman’s head pressing her face firmly to his other foot in a classic trophy pose. The Hunter with his downed prey. “I want to show the others, Victoria Cobb naked and worshiping my feet.”
The two took turns with her, filming her, getting her face…her body… they even sat down and lifted their feet so she could service their soles, her nose pressed into the crease between the toes and the ball of their feet. She did not resist them as they enjoyed her servitude.
The most distressing point Victoria noticed was...this act no longer even aroused the two boys; they had just accepted the pleasure of it.
When both their feet were glistening with her saliva, and they were done, they stepped back
Austin stretched “Standup” he ordered the woman
Victoria stood assuming a respectful position, hands behind her back, feet shoulder with apart eyes fixed on the floor.
Austin nodded slipping behind the tamed woman to run his hand down her flat stomach, unbidden between her legs and slipped his middle finger between her sex into her body “Damn Tom you left her so wet and sloppy…
Tom was mentally taking notes, he had never even THOUGHT of this before, and seeing his friends’ finger just slide into the woman and she just STOOD there, without complaint, was incredibly arousing.
Austin’s other hand gently slapped the woman’s flank “and you, good job, you don’t speak unless spoken TO.”
She could feel his finger deep inside her as he began to finger fuck her, twisting the digit around, sliding and exploring her vagina.
“She’s been a good girl Tom…dad said to reward her…” he pushed his finger in and out of her soft camel toe “you like that Victoria? You like a strange guy fingering you?”
Victoria bit her lower lip, glancing up…NO leapt to her mind but she also knew her juices were running down her legs. How does a woman hide something like that? If she said no, would they punish her? Would they show her fiancé those pictures? Would he disappear forever. In the end she just nodded.
“I bet ya do” Austin said gently groping his hand between her legs while his other hand came up to palm her breast “My dad says, you have to treat them like little girls Tom…they crave rules…”
“Rules?” Tom asked his best friend as he stepped in front of the older woman and began to run his hands over her body, exploring her skin “What of rules?”
Austin wiggled his fingers, he was gentle, he didn’t want to chafe her.
Victoria’s mind was reeling, she was now being groped by two of her students, and her body felt like it was on fire…while they talked about her rules.
Austin smiled “Well you change them, but Rule #1is when ANY male enters the room… Unless you are directed otherwise you either worship their feet, suck their cock or rim them. REPETE that!”
Victoria’s body now shimmered with a heavy sweat their hands were all over her. What they commanded sounded sick but at least she had some level of control “I…Worship their feet, suck them off or rim them…” she tried to stifle a moan.
Austin caught the stifled moan and swatted her “Don’t hold that in Miss Cobb, moan like a whore so we know you are enjoying.”
Tears now openly flowed down her cheeks, these two younger boys were playing her body like a fiddle
“Rule #2.” Austin continued “When you’re not doing anything else, you masturbate yourself…I got better things to do than spend the extra 20 min brining you to climax.”
Victoria felt her climax coming like a freight train…she leaned her head back and began to openly groan and moan as her hips thrust in counterpoint to Austin’s magical finger. Making her Gyrate in the center of the room like some kind of animal in heat.
“God damn” Tom said in amazement “look at her GO”
Austin smiled “It’s like they said, these women LIKE it, they just don’t want to ADMIT it…do you wench?” he teased playfully.
“Y…yes….” Victoria could feel herself drooling now her toes curling.”
That’s it” Austin said circling s fingers gently around her hood and clit while Tom’s hands slid up her body to both breasts and he leaned in to nuzzle at her nipples.
Austin smiled like a cat about to pounce and kill a mouse “She’s close Tom…Aren’t you Miss Cobb?”
Panting heavily the woman nodded “Y…yes Master…. oh God! help me yes….”
Austin smiled “ Tom is your God now…don’t forget that. Now…Tom…Dad says, for the training…watch…”
Austin rammed his middle finger into her body and wiggled it “Then CUM Miss Cob…cum on my command…right now right here on the floor!”
Victoria’s world turned white...on his command she felt her muscles clench around his finger...she trembled and leaned back opening her legs wider and released a long loud open groan.
“Ohhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yessssssss”
Austin smiled at the look of startle on his fiends face “Jesus she’s clenching so tight I can’t pull my finger out.!
And The boy was right…Victoria could feel her vaginal muscles clenching around his finger, lubricated as she was…she held the finger captive tight and standing right there naked and captive between two young boys, Principal Victoria Cobb experienced the longest most powerful climax of her life.”
She stood there, dazed, panting, a warm glow within her. Absently she felt them slowly lower her to her knees. Somewhere Tommy’s face moved into her vision, grinning as he moved in for the kill.
Somewhere she heard Austin shouting encouragement “Go on Tom… finish her off…”
She felt Tom’s lips against hers, it was perfect, her body was warm, in the afterglow. Tom has kissed her before, but this time she kissed back. Her tongue invited his into her mouth as she kissed and suckled and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him warmly, passionately as her own hands slid along under Tom’s toga.
Somewhere her mind rejoiced, yes, this WAS perfect, she had climaxed, and they had not left her to roll over to go to sleep…they wanted more, and more she would give them.
Her lips seeking his, as she heard the camera clicking. She didn’t care, all she cared about was kissing the male in front of her who had just so powerfully pleasured her.
Tom offered no quarter; He broke the kiss briefly pressing his cheek to hers and snapping a picture as she moaned before kissing her hard again.
Victoria had no idea how long this went on…but as her brain slowly began working again, she became aware of the two boys standing before her smiling down condescendingly at her.
She could not meet their gaze, the guilty pleasure of what she had done, and experienced at the hands of the 2 rapists…
She felt Tom’s hand under her chin and lifted it so he could look into her eyes “Liked that?”
She blushed and nodded, meekly… was this what they called tamed? She wondered.
The two boys looked from her, to the small puddle of fluids on the floor, then back to her expectantly.
She understood. Without a word, she moved on all 4’s like an animal, to the puddle, and began cleaning the mess off the floor with her tongue.
The two boys admired the show and went back to their discussion Austin smirking “now THAT is how you put a principal in her PLACE.”
Once she had finished on the floor Austin smiled “So now Tom...why don’t you send her out to get her jewelry and I can show you around.”
Victoria felt a gentle slap on her ass as Tom said “Be off go get fitted and your free until I summon you or until lunch…”
Naked as the day she was born, Victoria walked out of the room to find where to do as he masters did. Their phones had the evidence, she could not hide it…
Donna Troy, Wondergirl, sat down breathing heavily. After her failed raid to release her mother and sister, they had tracked her all night. Whoever these invaders were, they had incredible Knowledge of the island.
As the Queen’s granddaughter, she had spent her life playing in the honeycomb of caves and hidden weapons catches and shelters around the island and, except for this small hunting cavern, they seemed to know them all.
She was hot, and sweaty and her one piece red leather wonder girl uniform was dank and clung to her body uncomfortably. It creaked as she sat down, adjusting her bosom while trying to keep the thick leather from clinging to her thighs. She was glad she had stopped to don it, rather than the skirt and silk top that was more comfortable. The leather uniform was more durable and did not conduct electricity. She had foiled several ambushes when their tasers stuck into the thick leather but had not penetrated to her body.
The downside was that on a tropical island, the leather was hot, and didn’t breathe. The Red material was now stained with large wet spots from her perspiration causing the bright crimson to turn a dull russet in large patches against her skin. When she moved it now creaked and her body perspiration made it feel damp and made the leather cling to her body like a glove.
The hunting cavern was for emergencies, in case of bad weather or injury, it had minimal supplies, but she had dried fruit and meats, some wine and water amphora. She bent over to take off her black soft soled leather calf boots to at least cool her feet, laying them out to dry taking the cool water jug and drinking deeply.
She wished she could bathe, the island was a pleasant temperature but naturally humid from the ocean, she looked at one of the polished pewter plates left on the simple wooden table. Her dark black tresses were stuck to her forehead, and she used her hands to try and comb it out. What could she do now? Before she had the element of surprise, now they were actively hunting her with a vengeance.
Gazing out from the small cavern opening, she saw the legs of several males walking, each group with a naked or nearly naked woman wearing little more than the bracelets of submission that allowed each woman the superhuman strength to lift trees and rocks out of their path. For the 100th time she thanked Hera these women were not trained in amazon combat. Serval of them were obviously warriors, but with their reflexes super sped up, and their strength magnified, it threw their timing off and that gave Donna the advantage in combat.
But how could they submit themselves to males like that? She had no problem with the women reveling in and being proud of their bodies…but they were people, not objects. If the men showed some respect… some consideration but they seemed to give little regard to the females than as hunting animals and pleasure toys.
A voice, booming across the island. Donna had encountered them in Man’s world. Loudspeakers they called them.
“Donna Troy, I am speaking to Donna Troy, Wonder Girl. “My Name is Boone, Daniel Boone… Themyscira Has been taken by our forces. You are the last Amazon holding out. We can do this the Hard way, or the easy way.”
Donna looked out the concealed cave opening, Men in fatigues and naked women on leashes were walking along, searching for her.
“Keep Talking Mr. Boone,” The Mighty Wonder girl thought, “you already gave me your name…monologue your plan so I can defeat you and free my sisters.”
The voice continued “We are not here to slay you, in fact some of your sisters are rather enjoying their treatment, they joined us willingly. Surrender now, and I promise you a wonderful family, a quiet life filled with joys and pleasures and you can keep much of your lifestyle. There are many benefits working for men.”
Donna smiled “So, that is what this is about again…male ego….I can use that.”
“The result will be the same if you choose the hard way” the voice continued “but it will be a lot less comfortable for you, and a lot more fun for us”
“Tell that to the troops my sister’s and I killed” she pressed her lips together
“Just come out and surrender yourself to the first group you see… We will find you Ms. Troy.
“Yes you will” she said “and I will be ready for you”
She sighed and went to sit down, chewing on some of the dried meat absently as she pulled her supple black boots back on, wiggling her toes in the supple leather. She would have to try again. But this time the target would change. Chop the head off the snake. She had a name now. Daniel Boone...I am coming for you.”
Victoria Cobb, principle of the prestigious Winsor finishing school, one of the most influential schools and positions in the world, walked in noting but her birthday suit across the morning sunlight of what was left of the mythical amazon Island of Themyscira.
As she walked, the island was awakening, and the prestigious principle walked self-consciously feeling the air on her bare neathers. The paths were smooth marble, warm under her bare feet, worn that way from centuries of female soles trodding upon them. Every male she saw, was clad either in a military garb, or more, in the short togas that barely hid their male pride. Likewise, every woman she saw wore no more clothing then an animal collar.
Victoria had a hard time meeting any eyes. She was totally naked and exposed. Anyone… literally anyone had an open view of her bare pussy, her breasts, her tight ass, but as she walked, she felt her mind adjusting. Like a nude model who was self-conscious when she waked out naked in a room of strangers, when the body realized no one cared…her modesty began to evaporate.
Men passed with their pet women in tow… most of the woman seemed compliant, but curiously even the compliant ones, had their hands bound behind their backs. Some were lead on a dog collar. Others had a yoke chain attached to nipple rings, the male leading them gently tugging to stretch the soft breast as the woman was led by her nipples. The one that worried her most, were the one led buy their clit rings.
The women so led, kept their eyes rooted to the fine gold filigree chain held by their male master. With hands bound, the slightest flick of his wrist, or stumble by the woman would pull and tear at one of the most sensitive parts of female anatomy. They were led around by their pussies.
Some unknown passing male swatted her flank, leaving a red handprint on her ass…another slid up and openly stroked the lips of her pussy and French kissed her. She had to continue that way until she arrived at a marble temple with an Asclepius rod on its front.
Victoria mounted the steps. In her mind, Victoria had to chuckle bitterly, “mounted the steps”…lately she had been mounting a LOT, and it had nothing to do with steps OR horses.
Around her were purple drapes hanging from the ceiling, the color of healers. Around the alcoves were statues of famous healers. Apollo, the god of healing, Hippocrates, maker of the Hippocratic oath. She walked inside parting the purple sashes to see her first real amazon woman. Within a long black haired naked woman stood wearing only her bracelets of submission. She was a Hulking bull of a woman. Muscled like a body builder, her skin was so tan it was almost bronze. She stood unashamed, a thick triangle of black pubic hair, her breasts firm and large, barely swayed as she turned to look at her latest customer.
The beautiful athletic woman looked up and turned, placing her fists on her hips and not wearing a single stitch
“You bust be Victoria, I am Trigona, Healer of the Amazons…I will be piercing you with your new jewelry.”
She seemed to notice Victoria’s pang of terror and smiled gently “I understand sister, but I assure you there will be no pain…you will likely enjoy it. Please sit on the table.”
The school principal moved to sit on the marble, surprised to find it warm. ‘Did they break you too?”
Trigona picked up a steel needle with a threat “Why would you think I was broken? We will be piercing the pussy, the nipples, and the nose, where do you want to start?”
Victoria looked around nervously “Why would you do this without their brainwashing… or…or them breaking you?? And My pussy…I guess” she said sadly looking done one last time at her unmarked body.
Trigonia gave an understanding smile, and cupped the school teacher’s chin softly “ Please, don’t feel so lost…I know my work and I think you will like it, you have a fine body, and my jewelry will accent it nicely, besides…It’s not yours” the amazon interrupted.
What?” Victoria asked
“The pussy…it’s NOT yours, it doesn’t belong to you…it belongs to the males out there” she pointed to the courtyard where several of the men were busily venting their lusts under the clear blue sky. “along with the rest of your body… As for me… I first discovered men when Master Boone started to reconnoiter the Island…I BEGGED to surrender and help him. Spread your legs little sister.”
Feeling very, small and inadequate next to this large, bull dyke of a woman, Victoria moved her knees apart, feeling the warm marble under her bare rump “YOU? Begged? But WHY? I thought the amazons saw themselves as equal to men, that you came here because men were exploiting you and you’re so strong. How could you betray all women?”
Trigonia retrieved an earthen jar and scooped out a generous portion of a beige cream in 2 fingers and brazenly pressed her fingers between Victoria’s pussy lips beginning to stroke and tease the paste against the Victoria’s sensitive clit
“Oh come off it, I was told you were a school principle is that correct?” the amazon smiled her fingers remaining much longer than was needed to apply the thick cream.
“Well …YES!” her voice went up as she felt the other woman’s fingers invade her intimately. The paste was at first cool, but as Trigonia slipper her finger around her sensitive skin, obviously skilled from centuries…eons? Of practice with other woman, she felt the paste making a pleasant warmth, and could see her clit engorging with blood. “W…why?”
Tigonia smiled, her left hand going between her own thighs to begin caressing herself in anticipation and arousal. Victoria watches as the amazon’s fingers spread the soft lis buried deeply in that black triangle, circling and rubbing, and saw Trigonia’s eyes close in satisfaction.
Instead of answering directly Trigonia mimicked her motions on Victoria’s exposed auburn framed sex. “Like that don’t ya…Go ahead, lean back, let me pleasure you, No one know how to pleasure a woman, more than another woman. I will not mutilate your body like a common life stock animal. As for Why… I was born a thousand years before your Christ….”
Victoria felt herself leaning back and opening her knees further for her “doctor” “your…THAT old? Oh lords that feels nice.” she groaned seeing Trigonia’s smile widen. Victoria felt her body relaxing.
“Hardly a question to ask a woman but seeing as we are kind of sister…yes…I am that old”
Trigonia leaned in, taking her other hand from her pussy, she captured the smaller Victoria’s neck in her wet hand and pulled the prim and proper Principal into a deep firm French kiss, feeling the smaller women respond by opening her mouth the two women’s tongues began sliding over each other , exploring each other’s mouth. Victorian felt herself abandoning her morals and just going with the homosexual encounter.
Trigonia broke the kiss, leaving them both breathless “That’s it sister..just let it happen” The Larger woman smiled continuing to answer the question “I am READY, MORE than ready, for a male. Try existing that long, sure I love my sisters…But I have had my fill of being in charge, making the decisions…We crave what we CAN’T have Victoria. Be honest with me Victoria…you’re a principle, but you fantasize about someone else taking over…where you can just enjoy.”
Principal Cobb was nearly gone…the feel of the other woman’s fingers she nodded softly “Yes….”
Trigona worked her fingers faster against the other woman’s clit leaning in closer to nuzzle the principle’s chin whispering “You like this, you like ME taking charge…and all you have to do is lay back…and let it happen…you don’t have to worry about anything, who you pleasure…who pleasures you even who knocks you up…”
Victoria was too busy crossing her eyes to see the thick leather pad that Trigonia slid gently between her cunt lips, under her massively engorged clit. The amazon running her thumb over the sensitive organ leaning in to whisper as she poised the needle directly over Vicoria’s clit “you’re probably already pregnant…
Victoria’s head was swimming, she wasn’t gay, at least she had not thought she was, but this bull dyke of a woman was driving her pleasantly mad…her lips seeking Victoria’s… “Yemummph” her reply lost as their lips met, a tongue invading Victoria’s mouth again dominant this time as it pressed the younger woman’s tongue down and teased along it.
The sudden taboo kiss Sent Victoria into another orgasm, moaning into her lovers mouth, she never even felt the needle thrust and lance her clit.
Trigonia held the kiss and used her thumb to stimulate the mortal woman before her until Victoria took a deep breath and relaxed into the kiss.
When they broke the kiss, Trigonia smiled “didn’t I tell you that you would enjoy it?” She retrieved a small loop of gold and threaded it thru the pierced clit, using pliers to press the open ends together and lock them permanently.
Victoria sat up and looked between her spread thighs, her new perfectly round clit ring gleaming. She tried to fix her hair and regain her composure which would have been easier were she not now sitting in a rather large puddle.
“Yes,” she swallowed “You did…” Victoria looked down at the beige paste coating her groin.
The naked amazon smirked “It’s a herb, like your…Novocain…it doesn’t affect your libido or your mind. It is not an aphrodisiac, that is ALL you.”
Victoria swallowed and nodded still trying to catch her breath. She believed the other woman.
Trigonia took another two fingers and began to smear the paste on her nipples. “Be honest Victoria, how many times did that young stud of yours make you climax?”
Victoria though…watching her nipples grow turgid “including that last one….three times.”
Trigonia nodded “ever climax that many times in a day...EVER?”
Victoria thought “never.”
“And this will likely be a SLOW day for you, From now on there will BE no contraceptive no man calling you a whore, or a slut…they just WANT you for what you are…For that body THEY want to own Victoria… You don’t find that flattering? That they value your body after all the work you did keeping it appealing? They do not have to like, or give false promises and platitudes. They will take you to dinner SIMPLY to have you…just pure HONEST pleasure?”
Victoria watched calmly as the healer pierced her left nipple…then her right and threaded the golden loops thru the weeping holes.
“I…guess I never thought of it that way.”
“Well I HAVE, I have for centuries” the amazon replied firmly “For eons, and frankly I am tired of the same women, and of continually training, and making decisions. Up every morning for Guard duty, or to train. If men want to have this body, it is theirs…I have no say WHO uses it, who touches it, so how can I clam it as mine...I simply exist within the masters body to enjoy the pleasure and keep it ready for them. I am a good cook; I clean when I am told to clean and if my sisters are captured…that is NOT my problem.”
Victoria felt as if a whole new world were being revealed to her. One she had never considered. It was true, the pressures of business…being a Principal, making decisions, having to try to be right EVERY time, the worry of being fired and providing for herself or a family. She had never had this level of pleasure.
Victoria let her chin be lifted again as Trigonia began swabbing the septum of her nose with the paste on her finger.
If she stopped thinking of her body as…HER body…then she wasn’t really being a slut…after all who could blame them for doing what they wanted with THEIR body. “Why do they want our noses pierced?” she asked.
Trigonia chuckled Brining the needle up to Victoria’s nose “So they can lead us around like dumb cows, why do you think? And from what I saw you have a master that is BEYOND wealthy, you can literally have a child every 9 mos. for the rest of your life, and he will pay the best nurses, the best people to help care for the children, while you only have to worry about pleasing them…
A bigger needle pressed thru the septum of her nose, and the ring, thicker and larger than the others placed there.
“Now bend over so I can brand you ‘nelly’”
Victoria bent over a leather padded “horse” her pale white flank exposed. Again there was the paste, and Trigonia brought a white hot iron that had the symbol of females, a circle atop a plus sign, surrounded by a circle with a slash thru it. “Branding me like a cow too?” Victoria asked now smiling.
Trigona shook her head, showing her own tanned flank, a raised scar in the same pattern “More like a prize mare….” As s pressed the iron firmly to the other woman’s flank, hearing the sizzle and the smell of burnt flesh as the iron burned deeply into her flank to mark her for life.
Once again, thanks to the paste, there was no sensation of pain. Once branded, she stood up “what about when the paste wares off?”
Trigonia crooked her finger with a naughty smile “Come with me.”
The collaborating amazon warrior gently took Victoria’s nose ring by two fingers and led her into a large well decorated room, a crystal clear pool shimmering with no apparent bottom
“Get in.”
Moving slowly, her clit and nipples beginning to ache… her new nose ring tickling around her upper lip. Victoria descended the marble steps into the pool.
The water was incredibly warm…almost silken… and as she stepped in…as soon as her waist entered the water…the throbbing in her wounded clit stopped. She leaned in, and as the water enveloped her breasts…wait a minute…were her breasts getting firm? Perky?
Getting the idea, Victoria submerged in the pool and began to swim. Several things happened, the ring in her nose felt, comfortable, and when she looked at her flank, a perfect collagen scar had formed leaving her with a fully healed scar / brand and…she felt incredibly aroused and energetic.
“This is…INCREDIBLE…How”
Trigonia swam over and pressed her lips to Victoria’s, their breasts meeting as Trigonia’s legs hooked behind each of Victoria’s locking their pelvises together against each other.
After breaking the kiss the amazon smiled “This is the fountain of youth...you will find your every injure, your every illness….is healed. You will never get cancer, you will never have heart disease…”
Victoria lifted her hand, there was a scar on the back of her hand, it was still there, but the tendon she had broken while riding horses, was fine, her hand had FULL function…. “Why do I feel so...aroused?” she said in amazement.
Trigonia smiled “I said youth sister, you now have the libido drive and metabolism of a 14 year old…one to match your master.
Understanding dawned on Victoria like an exploding star “You mean, I can stay alive have all the physical pleasure I want….stay YOUNG..I can marry my love, outlive him…and indulge without even having to worry about things like breast cancer…and all I have to do is grovel at my master’s feet? And let him do as he will?”
Trigonia’s hands roamed the other woman’s body “not so bad is it?
Victoria found her hand exploring the well-muscled Amazon “not bad at all… what shall we do now?”
The Amazon smiled and kissed her lover again “Hush…..”