Hollywood Noir Ch. 01

Satisfied he was now in the mood for further intimacy, she pointed to the floor between her feet and lifted her head back with a smirk.

"Come and kneel here, it's time you for you to familiarise yourself with me a little more. I shall be so pleased to show the other ladies how I've started to shape you into the obedient male I desire when we drive over to Casa Alhambra tomorrow; you will love the room we'll share there." Larry knelt and his cock stood rigid as Penny smiled softly and parted her legs, lifting her thighs as she placed her elegant feet on the chair; her moist cunt, shaven and sweetly scented with arousal, now aired and viewed by Larry for the first time. Her nipples jutted erect as she savoured the moment; she had desired having him as her own for some time, he would now lick her cunt.

"I am so pleased you are beginning to enjoy your submission to me; I intend to dominate and completely own you, a situation we shall both enjoy. I'll have my cunt licked now, then I shall watch you masturbate for me." Larry was in danger of losing his cream as he leaned into her crotch and was hit by the delectable scent of her arousal, his balls fit to explode as he eagerly licked at the beautifully soft folds of her mature labia, while she smiled down in superior fashion and sighed with pleasure as his obedient tongue graced her budding clitoris. As she moaned and pulled back on her thighs, Larry sniffed and rasped her clitoris with urgency, eager to please her and be allowed to wank for his mistress; she looked at him with half-open eyes and smiled victoriously as she gasped in ecstasy, brought off to order by her command of a male she would fully dominate. Larry continued to lap hard as she tensed her whole body and lifted her legs high, indulging her intense pleasure as her senses were wracked by a deeply satisfying orgasm. She relaxed sated, and stretched her legs forward.

"You'll show me your cream now, and then I shall take you to my bed where you'll keep me warm; we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow." Larry stroked away in pleasure as he knelt and viewed the superior form of his mistress, her superb white flesh held tight by the black patent belt, her legs pointing forward awaiting his delivery of semen in worship of her; she smiled and pulled a leather collar and leash from between the sofa cushions and displayed it to her new slave.

"You'll come for me now, and then you'll get used to being treated like Blake." The sight was pure heaven to Larry and his cock erupted, shooting hot semen in ecstasy and in honour of his dominant mistress; he grunted long and hard as the white loops spurted across her legs and spattered on the black leather, while he was consumed in a heavenly orgasm enhanced by the wicked laughter of his new owner. Larry was made to lick up his mess and was then collared and leashed by Penny, and led like a dog to her bed; Larry was now hers and she would be so proud to display him as such tomorrow.

They stopped by at his place on their way to Casa Alhambra, Penny pointing him to the door as she sat at the wheel in her body hugging black leggings, looking every inch like a character that Eric Stanton would have depicted. She gave Larry a warm and authoritative smile, enjoying every moment of her growing control over him.

"Remember, you have ten minutes, no more; one suitcase with your essential clothes, laptop etc. Don't keep your mistress waiting." Larry's cock swelled and he sheepishly acknowledged, with an equal sense of enjoyment of his own.

"Yes Mistress Penny." Thoughts of being shown as her property to the other women excited him, and he fumbled with the key a little as a vision of the submissive bliss endured by Blake, and his eagerness to emulate it flooded his mind. He hurriedly packed his essentials, stuffing as much as he could into the one case, an eye on his watch. He locked up and stowed the case in the trunk and got back in the car. Penny lifted her chin and smiled contentedly.

"Good boy. I think you'll find the editing equipment at Fay's place more than adequate; I intend to get the best work out of you under my supervision, we will both find it most rewarding, and the evenings there will very pleasurable. The ladies will love your attentions when we cut for the day." Larry's cock maintained a state of semi-erection as they drove south before heading for the coast road. Penny made a sign of the cross, and her face wore a wistful smile as they passed a road sign for Leimert Park.

"That's where they found Elizabeth Short's dismembered body, you know, the 'Black Dahlia'; Fay has always had a thing about that case, and has a hankering for Venus to make a film about the fate of whoever was responsible for the poor girl's demise. Officially, no-one was ever caught, but she likes to imagine that the male culprits were dealt with by women who carried out their own covert investigations, the local authorities being aware of it but turning a convenient blind eye; knowing that those responsible were now out of the public domain, and serving punishments that society could never dream of enforcing. The divine retribution of females exacted justly upon deserving guilty males offers a host of sublime and erotically charged possibilities; I only hope she perseveres with the idea, the thought of a production with the severe forties fashions and the awakening of feminine independence excites me so much." Larry's mind pictured his confident mistress in tight forties garb, with seamed stockings and a small hat with a veil shading her pale skin, and lips painted cherry red; it was something he'd love too, and the thought of what most women would subject those responsible for that poor girl's grisly torture was food for thought, never mind what would be bestowed upon them by the likes of the dominant women he was about to visit once more. She glanced at him with a stern smile and licked her lips.

"That's the beauty of this industry, being able to live out fantasies and bring them close to reality, so much pleasure achieved in doing so; you'll find the ladies' penchant for reducing males down to the level of strict abeyance most enjoyable, and those fantasies can sometimes be blended into reality during productions, just ask Blake!" Larry had intentions to do so though he was not sure if the entirely dominated male was allowed to converse freely; such was the level of submission he'd witnessed. His balls tingled while Penny smirked; it pleased her that he obviously viewed Blake's situation with a strange envy, she headed the car away from the urban sprawl and hazy smog toward the refinements of the coast.

Larry took in the warm breeze as the car wound its way around the cliff tops with the ocean crashing below, the hot sun helping keep the warmth of his excitement at a peak. After an hour or so, Penny took a turn down a narrow lane and after another ten minutes without meeting another solitary vehicle, a beautiful Hispanic style villa came into view, nestling between the rocky outcrops of a secluded cove. The road widened for the last three hundred yards or so, giving it the appearance of belonging in a suburban avenue of similar residences, the electronic gate which swung open at the car's approach adding to its strange mystique; the wall surrounding it keeping the secrets of its internal intimacies beyond those rare unwanted visitors viewing as casual discoverers of this otherwise dead-end. The huge oak panelled door swung open as Penny parked amid the several other vehicles already there, and Kay Granger appeared in a full length chiffon dress, her full breasts on show to the eye but hidden from the harsher rays of direct sunlight, puffing on a cigarette through a long black holder she eyed Larry with a knowing smile as they left the car. Penny looked at him sternly and pointed to the trunk.

"Luggage." She strolled ahead with a pleased smile as Larry fetched their bags obediently, without any hint of hesitation. Kay's clitoris tingled into life as she saw that Penny had instilled her command over him already.

"I see your desire to have him as yours has come to fruition, I hope you intend to share him on group occasions such as this; Blake's tongue must be red raw, and we don't have any cocky actors to convert just yet." Penny grinned smugly, pleased with Larry's commitment to her as she watched him carry her things, and with Kay's carnal interest; she winked at her knowingly.

"Oh we're here to work, though I may allow Larry to mingle, once he's completed his daily duties for me." Larry's cock stiffened as his imagination ran riot and he took in Kay's scent, and the inviting swell of her globular breasts as he passed her; the warm smile she gave him complementing his excitement. The two women followed him in and he swallowed hard, feeling awkward as he was confronted by a maid who smiled and bowed to the women, but then looked stony faced at him and pointed to the magnificently curved oak stairway, he duly obeyed her directions and followed her up the stairs, depositing the luggage in a well appointed room; she stood without uttering a word, one hand on hip, and pointed him back down again.

Unseen by him as she followed him down, she smiled contentedly at Penny and Kay; she loved male guests, they did all her work for her. Penny adopted a sterner stance with him, which he accepted gratefully, balls tingling with anticipation at this new order he had brought upon himself. She clicked her fingers and he followed them through the hall to a large open plan lounge, cinema making paraphernalia dotted about the room among the furnishings. His cock boned awkwardly in his underwear as he saw the supreme Amanda Hart for the second time; a woman whose dominance could never be questioned by anyone, it radiated from her like a force field. Leashed and kneeling at her feet, barefooted and in baggy white leggings and a plain white shirt was her completely dominated husband, head low, like a beaten dog. As she smiled at her friend's arrival, she gave Larry a contemptuous sneer; Penny saw her moment and snapped her fingers, expressing her own air of contempt and pointed to a chair from which Larry would have a good view of proceedings.

"Sit there and wait until we're ready for your services." Larry noted Amanda's pleased smile as he sat without hesitation. She stood on spiked boots and tight jodhpurs which expressed the feminine curves of her full figure to great effect, a riding crop in her free hand which she would no doubt point and wave throughout production; she looked every inch the unforgiving film director who would accept nothing other than perfection, her husband knew all too well that she would not suffer fools gladly.

Her red hair glowed in the sunlight which shone in through the huge opened patio doors, illuminating the soft white skin of her attractively mature face; Larry looked on in awe of her natural feminine power, and was grateful of the entry of the host Fay Redmond, and Hannah Bond who entered from the sunlight of the patio; relieving him of the possibility of the direct attention of the superior dominatrix. The women greeted Penny and sat around in the plush seating, grasping their scripts, eager for a commencement to the production. Hannah smiled at Larry and sat next to him, squeezing close in the chair and crossing her ample legs; Penny smiled as the buxom blonde caressed his hair and looked down on him like a school mistress about to announce punishment for a misdemeanour. Her stern smile eased him a little.

"I'm sure you are as eager as we women are to discuss the plot; I hear that Penny has taken you under her wing now, and that has increased your enthusiasm. We find that productions are enhanced by everyone involved finding a genuine pleasure in the theme; we ladies intend to get much enjoyment from your company now that you have shown your mistress obedience... I do hope you don' t mind my being frank?" Larry's cock pulsed at the sweet humiliation of being 'outed' officially, and sat for a brief moment with mouth agape. Penny sat opposite and clicked her fingers, smiling proudly at her new acquisition.

"There's no shame in admitting you have found your place; I knew you were submissive which is why I was so attracted to you, and brought you in. I know all of us will enjoy having you here, from a work and intimate point of view. You are mine of course, but you'll get to know everyone very closely; just ask Blake!" The women laughed at her tease and directed the humour at Blake as his stern mistress, who remained standing, tugged his head up with the leash, and he looked sheepishly at each of the sneering women; each looking into his eyes with contempt, all having had the pleasure of dominating him, much to the pleasure of his wife.

The dumbstruck Larry was allowed to remain silent as he took in their laughter, the maid saving him by arriving with drinks, and the redheaded Amanda took command.

"The plot as we've said, concerns a womanising male who abuses the loyalty of his wife, and treats other younger females as no more than sex objects, thinking he is god's gift to women; not unlike someone we know." The women grinned as Blake's leash was pulled tight and Amanda swatted his ass with the crop; his cock swelled as he knew he was to be humiliated. The fiery redhead sneered down at him.

"Before you met me and were shown the error of your ways, you used to abuse women that way didn't you?" The women smiled contentedly as Blake was humiliated, they would enjoy his confession, knowing his history anyway. The pathetic male looked pitifully up at the wife who had become his strict mistress and loved to dominate and belittle him at every opportunity.

"Yes mistress... I used younger women for sex." She looked down at him with utter contempt.

"You had no intention of forming a lasting relationship with them did you? And you thought you were gods gift, and treated them like livestock didn't you?" Blake whimpered as he replied, though he had been through this routine before, he had not done so before a full audience of the women; even the maid stood smiling with enjoyment ashe was humiliated.

"Yes mistress, I treated them with contempt, I thought I was untouchable." The dominant redhead sneered with pleasure at his discomfort.

"And what happened when one of those girls came to me, upset at losing her virginity to a wealthy man who cared only for her body, and now had no interest in her?" Blake tried to lower his head, but the leash was pulled tight; the watching women's smiling eyes all over him, each leaning in to here his misery.

"You came to me and I... I was captured by your beauty... I thought I could control you, but you dominated me." The women chuckled at the defeated tone of his voice, enjoying his utter humiliation. The redhead sneered and pointed to his leggings with her crop.

"Drop your leggings and show us all what you think about your place in life now." The women laughed as he dropped the leggings to his knees and displayed his erect cock. Amanda tutted, and gave a patronising smile, her cunt now expressed in a beautiful camel-toe in her tight jodhpurs; she loved to humiliate him.

"And what happened to everything you owned; your property, business assets and possessions?". The cur swallowed hard and his cock bobbed with a submissive pleasure he could not hide.

"You took them from me... I signed everything away to you." Larry's cock dribbled as he watched the supreme woman take immense pleasure in flaunting her absolute dominance. She smiled at the women and then continued.

"And you were grateful to do so, weren't you? Compared to the fate of your chauvinistic friend Bruno, you know, the one who took great pleasure in ill-treating girls by using his physical strength against them; his cock no longer rises like your pathetic example does it? What happened to him?". Blake was pulled upright by the stern woman's attention to his leash, making his modest cock jut out rudely, his eyes fixed on the proudly expressed shape of her bulging sex; the taste and scent of which he knew so well.

"Yes mistress, I am truly grateful... grateful that You allowed me to keep my balls. Bruno's were removed by Mistress Maria." The women laughed aloud as he hung his head; knowing he would be pressed for further details by the wife who now owned him so completely. The redhead sneered down at her property, as she towered over him in her spiked boots, teasing his exposed and excited cock with the flat of her crop.

"I took you to my good friend Maria's and you watched as his balls were sliced neatly from him with great expertise by her, and what did you do?" Larry looked on, mesmerised by the proceedings as Hannah lifted her legs in the chair next to him, and gently rubbed her crotch as she enjoyed Blake's thorough humiliation; the leashed male's bell-end now glistening with pre-cum as his almost non-existent ego was further reduced for the pleasure of the women.

"I... I begged you to be allowed to keep my balls." Amanda smirked with triumph.

"You were terrified at what Bruno had been reduced to, and pleaded like a small child; you could not believe how willing he was to give them up to a superior woman, he was totally defeated after just two weeks with Marcia and was happy to masturbate at her feet one last time before being strapped to the bench by her maids; they held you while she delighted in swiftly applying the scalpel and showing you his balls in the palm of her hand, his virility gone forever, no longer a danger to women. The maids let you think you were next; what did you do then?" Fay Redmond then stepped in as the women giggled and sneered, Blake looking around at them sheepishly, his cock dribbling and in a cold sweat brought on by the subliminal submissive pleasure of his humiliation, the crop applied to his excited glans bringing him ever closer to a divine orgasm.

"Yes tell us Blake, tell us how a once proud male behaved when faced with the truth; that all women are dominant, and that you deserved to have your balls removed. You witnessed the look of relief on Bruno's face as Maria sliced his sack and they were lifted high, he had learned to crave absolute and permanent domination by womanhood, and gladly gave them up, that scared you more than anything didn't it?" The haughty middle-aged host's cunt was nicely aroused in her tight leather slacks as she savoured her part in the feeble cur's humiliation, her clitoris swelling with feminine spite. He looked up in desperation at his sneeering mistress; he so wanted to come and debase himself in absolute humiliation before the women.

"Yes..I cried... cried like a baby and promised you everything... I begged and pleaded not to be castrated." Amanda now tapped rhythmically at his eager cock with the crop, her cunt bulging in the tight jodhpurs. The women leaned closer in, as though ready to devour a feeble and helpless prey; Larry sat fixated, not quite believing what was happening, but his cock matched Blake's, he could not deny his own carnal pleasure at the humiliation Blake was experiencing.

"We were married the very next day, after a visit to my legal team where you were invited to sign your life away to me; Maria was most pleased to witness both that splendid event, and our marriage. Reverend Jane Mead performed a beautiful service at her feminist chapel; as all the women here know, she has overseen many a wedding where the male is leashed and gives vows of total obedience. Watching you masturbate into a bowl at our feet to complete the service made my cunt so wet; you certainly honored your pledge. Maria was Maid of Honour of course, and being instrumental in making you realise you had no choice but to become enslaved to me, you did something for her before the priestess and all the other females present, didn't you?" Blake pushed his torso back and forth, to afford his rigid cock as much contact as possible against her wicked black crop as she thrilled in showing her dominance over him; he was ready to beg to be allowed to come.