New York's Premiere Ebony Femdom Ch. 02

We walked into what can only be called a dungeon. Everything about the room screamed BDSM. There was a wall of crops, floggers and whips all neatly arranged directly opposite the door so whoever entered was looking straight at those punishment implements. To one side there was a St. Andrew's cross and in the middle was something that looked part surgical table, part bed and had a cage built into the bottom of it. I'd never actually been into what Flawless Goddess Sonia called her naughty boy room. My fantasies had been focused in the playroom (but that's a whole other chapter).

Mr. Daniel's was kneeling up and looking dejected, confused and overwhelmingly pathetic. Flawless Goddess Sonia pointed a finger to the St. Andrew's cross and he crawled across to it with the piggy tail butt plug wobbling furiously out of his back side. I couldn't stop myself smiling and glanced across at Goddess to see that she was also smiling and looking to see my reaction to this little spectacle. I leaned over and whispered "Did I mention that I know him from work. We overlap a little". The evil little glint that came into Flawless Goddess Sonia's eye almost made me take a step back. I was split 50/50. Part of me was almost frightened by that look. The other half (apparently the half controlling my instantly throbbing cock) found that sadistic intent highly arousing. Next thing she was striding across the room and locking Mr. Daniel's wrists into the St. Andrew's cross so he was upright but spread eagled. She gave a little pull on a lever and the whole cross moved outwards so he suddenly pulled into a symmetrical x-shape.

"You're not Mr. Daniel's the sleazy, oversexed, drug addicted slut that my man here knows are you piggy?" She said this right into his ear while looking pointedly at me. "Tell him who you really are" she said with a smile that said his answer better be good. He swallowed nervously and looked down as he started to speak but she put one finger under his chin so he had to stare into my eyes as he mumbled

"I'm Flawless Goddess Sonia's piggy".

"You don't sound very happy about that. Would you like to try again and tell him some details about how you now live". Goddess's voice was hard and sharp while she was poking at his chubby stomach.

He looked like he might cry but he started talking "I am Flawless Goddess Sonia's pussy denied, pay pig cuck. I don't touch her things without permission so I'm not allowed to jerk off. When I am allowed to jerk off I have to oink and squeal like a piggy to remind me of my sins before Goddess 'fixed' me. I am a piggy. I don't deserve pussy. I don't deserve real orgasms. I deserve pain and punishment for all the crimes I have committed against women. I am privileged that Flawless Goddess Sonia spends time fixing my behavior and I'm proud to give her all my money in exchange". He almost choked over the last part.

I've been on the scene for a while and I've seen fantasy clips like this... but I've never seen it in real life and I've never quite believed in someone actually living that lifestyle. So I guess it's not surprise that my eyes were pretty wide at this point. Goddess had a smirk on her beautiful face.

She called him a good boy and stroked his face with a gloved hand. "It's almost like you have learnt your place. But Tiffany tells me you were being a drama queen in your box overnight. Shut up. Don't you DARE try to argue you with her opinion. You know your opinion doesn't count here. Her evaluation is final. He shot a filthy look at Tiffany who simply smiled in response. They do say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned and it sounded like the way he treated her didn't just tick that box but crossed through it with a giant marker pen. Goddess slapped him hard and told him that for daring to look at Tiffany with any kind of anger was totally unacceptable.

"I keep thinking you are making progress" Goddess started angrily "then you just fuck up by trying to re-assume some kind of position in the hierarchy other than the bottom of it. You are not worthy of an opinion about a superior woman like Tiffany. Just because you used to have your way with her doesn't mean you have the right to an opinion. You just don't learn fast enough. So you are forcing me to be stricter and stricter with you." With that she grabbed his little dick that was growing hard and pulled at the prince Albert piercing in it. "You knew this was a risk. You knew I had you get this piercing for a reason. And yet you still try to act like you're a big man with rights". She was slapping his cock as she said this and the look of terror in his eyes was obvious.

"Please not the spoon Goddess. I'm sorry. Please not the spoon again". He begged with what looked like the beginning of tears in his eyes. Goddess merely smiled and asked him to tell me why he was so afraid of the spoon.

He explained in slightly hushed tones that he wasn't honest with Goddess about his interaction with Tiffany she had strapped him into a chair so tightly he could move. Then she had gotten her famous wooden spoon, cupped his testicles and started smacking while she asked him questions. He said the first sharp smack hurt, by the 10th it was nearly unbearable and by the 50th he had been openly crying. She had kept rhythmically smacking his balls until he confessed anything and everything he had ever done. The pain was so severe he told her anything she asked. He couldn't think straight to lie so he had been totally honest about how often he jerked off to her, how he had continued taking drugs, how he had paid Tiffany to be able to fuck her whenever he wanted and how he was failing at meeting her expectations. As he spoke a single tear rolled from his left eye. A couple more followed as he started to sound choked up. He was struggling to say that Goddess hadn't stopped at 50 smacks. Or 100. In fact she'd gone on so long he had lost all sense of time. After a while he was sobbing and screaming so much he couldn't confess anything. He'd thought the punishment was over but instead she had gone and gotten a big ball gag. Forced it into his mouth and then calmly picked up the spoon again. She had kept on smacking. Not hard enough to rupture his balls but he said he was terrified she would. And that smack every smack had caused him a pain he'd never known before. Now, any time his disobedience upset Goddess he knew the chair was coming and he lived in permanent fear of earning another session like the first one.

I realized I hadn't been breathing for a while listening to his description. His whole demeanor was so abject that I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. At the same time though my cock cage was tight and I was wincing a little while I tried not squirm. There was something so hot about Goddess being so sadistic towards a sub. It just hit a weak spot in my head and pushed that button hard. I breathed out and in a few times while he was sniffling after just explaining about his ordeal.

"It's not the spoon today piggy. Unless you refuse to apologize appropriately to our guests for your poor behavior. Now you know how to beg for forgiveness don't you?" Goddess urged as he looked at me with a forlorn expression.

He was looking back and forth between Goddess and I until she slapped him and he spurted out "Please can I get you off. I mean please can I go down on you to apologize for my poor behavior". I blinked so hard and was about to stammer out a hell no. When I noticed Goddess's look. Mr. Daniels was distracted by begging Tiffany the same way. Unlike me she accepted this as totally normal and walked over to him.

She stepped up onto a stool in front of the cross that I hadn't noticed until then and bent over in front of him. "You know my pussy is off limits to you - but - you can kiss my ass to say sorry" she giggled while waving her bum in front of him. It looked fantastic in her pencil skirt and I almost wanted to take a photo.

I got my phone out and Goddess smiled at me "Would you like a picture to take with you for the next conference? That way we'll make sure piggy here doesn't get ideas above his station at work when I'm not around to keep his ego in check". We snapped a few shots of him placing his lips on Tiffany's skirt while he was a bright shade of crimson. "Now piggy. I believe you were asking my friend a question?" Goddess asked pointedly.

He bit his lip and screwed up his face. "Please Sir. Please can I suck your cock to say sorry". I'm not interested in men. I had no interest in a disgusting, humiliated pig sucking my cock. And the look on my face made it clear.

"Oh dear piggy. It looks like he said no doesn't it" said Goddess with a wicked smile. Well that's a shame. I almost think you've started to like sucking cock. So much progress from when you used to scream and whine whenever I had you just suck on a strap on. But I guess you don't get to suck your first real cock today". He looked so relieved it was clearly not what he wanted but his relief only lasted a few seconds until Goddess leaned in and said breathily..."Well you know what that means. You have to find another way to say sorry don't you. And it's not humiliation.. it's going to be pain.". His expression froze and his eyes swiveled to Goddess's right hand where she had magically produced the wooden spoon. He instantly started struggling against the cuffs that held him spread-eagled. He was frantic and begging for mercy. Goddess didn't bat an eyelid. She simply walked behind him and got the gag he'd been wearing in the box and held it patiently in front of his mouth reminding him that the long he protested the longer his punishment would last.

Sobbing he eventually opened his mouth and she locked it into place. But he'd taken over a minute and Flawless Goddess Sonia looked exasperated. She almost gently cupped his testicles and started smacking. It didn't look that hard but after 20 or 30 he was writhing as much as the bonds allowed and he had sweat running down his chest. It was erotic as hell. She stared right into his eyes. Not saying a word and just smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. While tears flowed increasingly quickly down his face. I couldn't help but squirm. The cock cage was so tight it hurt. Sadism can be so sexy. It felt like an eternity and I couldn't take my eyes off the scene until it stopped. Mr. Daniels was hanging in his bonds. His head swinging loosely from side to side with tears raining down on the floor. Goddess lifted his head by placing the spoon under his chin and raising it gently.

"I don't know how many times you are going to force me to do this to you until you learn the proper respect for Goddess Tiffany. Get it clear in your mind she is a Goddess to you now. You kneel, worship and pay her and that's all. That's more than you even deserve. Your piercing is almost fully healed. The next time I have to do this to you I will lock you into a Ms. Lori's chastity belt using that piercing and you will lose your manhood except for when you are in this dungeon or I want to punish it. Every time you earn this punishment again after that I will destroy a key. There are only 3 keys so you only have 3 more fuck ups before your next one will lose you access to your manhood for ever. Nod your head if you understand". She had said all this in a fairly flat tone. Like a teacher giving straightforward instructions to a slow pupil.

With that, Goddess stood up, walked over to me, took my arm and said "So where are we going for dinner?" As we walked out chatting she paused and told Tiffany to put the piggy back in his box for the night. With a last look at his slightly mushy looking balls I took Goddess out for dinner.