Canonville

Canonville is a fictional story about a female-dominant society. In Canonville, a superior female judge named Eileen Canon introduces the concept of a Female-Led Relationship society. Every adult female in Canonville embraces this concept. Men know their place. Their wives, mothers, daughters, and sisters teach them to be explicitly subservient. Essentially, every adult female can file a complaint against a man for disrespect or disobedience and enforce the penalty for sentencing.

Most of the time, the offense is settled in a courtroom, where the sentence of corporal punishment is immediately carried out. Depending on the circumstances, repeat offenders are frequently sentenced to a pegging after the initial spanking punishment has been enforced. The female who filed the complaint can carry out the sentence of pegging the male if the honorable Judge, Canon, rules her decision that way.

These sentences were not performed in privacy; oh no, these sentenced spankings and pegging were done in full view of the spectators, and embarrassment was a paramount factor, along with a painful comeuppance of spanking and or strapping in the courtroom. Welcome to Canonville.

The quaint, quiet town of Canonville seemed normal from an uneducated point of view. It was an older-styled, Cape Cod-like town with large portions of scenic shops and businesses along the southeastern seaboard. It was a slower style of life in Canonville. Friendly, inviting, and very clean, it was a beautiful place to visit and reside. The male population seemed docile, polite, and genuinely respectful to visitors, especially females.

People didn't know why the male population of Canonville was so... attentive and respectful to the female visitors and residents. If they knew why male society had such a respectful disposition, most women would likely be envious, and their husbands and boyfriends--well, they would probably be appalled.

Eileen Canon often heard female visitors say to their spouses or male partners, "Why can't you be more like that?" After the respectful way that all of the males would conduct themselves with all females, even the bitchy and cranky ones. Ms. Eileen Canon would smile and think if you only knew the real reason why, sister. You would would be so very envious.

It was Saturday morning, 9:00 AM! The gray marble stone courthouse was open and ready for the first case. Mostly, women were in the courtroom: mothers and daughters, ladies with their accused male spouse or boyfriend, and even a few with their adult son sitting next to them. The males were forlorn and nervous; most were unhappy to be in this courtroom!

The females happily socialized with each other. The males were noticeably silent and dressed in their punishment attire. They wore the customary white bathrobe and slip-on sandals as they sat with their wives, family, or girlfriends, and that was all. They are naked under their punishment white bathrobes; they shamefully left their homes, hoping that nobody would catch them leaving their homes or entering the courthouse in their nearly naked and embarrassing state of dress. It was so uncomfortable, but they shamefully and nervously waited once they were inside the courtroom. Some of the males were even placed in male chastity, making their trip in front of Judge Canon and the majority-filled courtroom of females, 18 to 60 or older, in the courtroom even more harrowing.

Judge Canon, a strikingly beautiful woman, was in her chamber room. With her long jet-black hair and piercing dark-brown eyes, Eileen Canon looked at herself in her full-length mirror in her private bathroom. Eileen was of Cherokee Indian descent. She was a strict but fair judge; her fairness favored the females filing complaints in her courtroom. The accusers always prevailed, and after all, men were pigs. Every female in Canonville knew that.

Eileen Canon wore black in her Saturday courtroom. But it wasn't a black robe that she wore; it was tight, black leather pants and a black low-cut satin blouse. Eileen looked in the mirror, and she dropped her gaze lower. She grinned at the realistic-looking, nine-inch black dildo that stuck straight out from her leather-covered crotch. Someone's ass is going to get a good, hard fucking today. She took the phallus in her hand, pulled it straight upward, and then let it go. She watched as it sprang downward and bobbed menacingly, "Showtime, boys! One of you is going to have a very, very sore hiney when I am finished spanking and fucking with you."

Eileen headed down her private hallway toward the courtroom. When she opened the door, all of the gossiping and chattering stopped. Eileen looked at Erica Johannes, the tall blonde bailiff. Erica was over six feet tall and well-proportioned. Her volleyball-sized breasts were testing the confines of her blue uniform shirt. Erica's elongated ass filled out her uniform pants nicely. It was not easy being a man and knowing that your body and soul would soon be bared to Judge Eileen Canon and Erica Johannes.

Eileen nodded to Erica, and the bailiff turned to face the courtroom. "All rise for the honorable Judge Canon. Court is now in session."

Everyone rose to their feet as Judge Canon sat behind her bench, with a spanking bench placed in front of her judicial bench. It was an ominous and constant reminder to the male offenders of what was going to be the fate of their sentence. She looked at her courtroom and said, "Please, everyone, be seated."

Judge Eileen Canon put her glasses on and peered over the black cat-eyed rims, "Court is now in session; please be seated."

Judge Canon looked down at her paperwork and stoically said, "Case number 1465, Norma Gleason vs Andrew Gleason."

Norma Gleason was an attractive fifty-nine-year-old woman. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was now starting to gray, and her five-foot-seven-inch body was pleasingly plump. Norma turned to her thirty-year-old son, "Get up, take that robe off, Andrew. You know the rule."

Andrew shakily stood up, his face red as he untied his robe belt and slipped off his white robe. All eyes seemed to be on him as he bared himself. His mother took him by the ear and walked the naked, chubby, five-foot-eleven Andrew up before the judicial bench.

Judge Canon glanced at Andrew; she was trying to keep from smirking, "Andrew, your mother, Norma, has filed grievances against you. Andrew, you refuse to apply yourself and search for work; you are lazy and sloven! Worst of all, you are verbally abusive at times, cussing and swearing at your poor mother. Playing video games," Judge Canon rolled her eyes and shook her head as she looked at the chubby, naked man, "Video games, really, Andrew? Your mother has been more than fair with you, Andrew. Thirty years old, you have no purpose, drive, or sense of pride or discipline."

Judge Canon stared at Andrew over the rims of her glasses, "Discipline, Andrew, that is truly the root of your laziness and problems. Your mother spanks your bare bottom, correct?"

Andrew groaned in evident shame as the female audience snorted and giggled. His penis had shrunk to a couple of inches peeking out of his pubic patch like a little bird in a nest. Andrew's pale white body began to blush in spots. His chunky white bottom was a virtual target of desire for every woman in the courtroom. Any of them would love to spank or paddle it.

Andrew sheepishly nodded, "Yes, sometimes she does, your honor."

Judge Canon smirked, "I bet she does, Andrew. Well, I have heard enough; I have made a decision. Andrew, your mother would like an official from this courtroom to spank and strap your bottom. I agree with her decision. I am going to order that my bailiff, Erica, gives you a bar of soap to stick in your filthy mouth, and then she will spank your bottom good and hard, Andrew."

Judge Canon enjoyed the shocked look on this miscreant's face; she then added, " After you have been spanked, you will be subjected to a vigorous, come-to-Jesus strapping, young man. Believe me, sonny boy; you will learn to respect and revere your mother."

Eileen glanced at Norma and smiled knowingly, "Norma, thank you for bringing this to our society's attention. You may sit back down and enjoy the spanking that this deserving layabout is going to get. We will get Andrew's undivided attention back where it belongs, on helping you."

Norma Gleason bobbed, "Oh, thank you, Judge Canon, thank you so much."

Norma turned to her panicked son," You are in dire need of this, Andrew. I have given you so many chances--more than you have deserved. But I can not punish you strictly enough anymore. I hope that your ass is so sore and red that you will not be able to sit on it for a whole week!"

Norma groaned in frustration, and she swatted her son's bare bottom several times with her hand. Andrew cried out almost comically in surprise, making the courtroom laugh. Even Judge Canon and Erica were laughing. Andrew was now begging with his eyes tearing up, "No, no, no, please... Judge Canon! I swear I will be good; I won't play with my PlayStation anymore; I will clean and look for work, please...I swear that I will!"

Judge Canon was still laughing along with the others, even with some catcalling from the women, "Spank his ass good!" "Make him cry like a little, whittle, baby! Oh wait, he already is!" Those comments were bringing even more boisterous laughter.

Judge Canon slammed her gavel down, "Order, order in this courtroom, ladies! I know that we are all eager to get these troublemakers' bottoms spanked and red; some even are going to be sentenced to a pegging! Now, Andrew, stop blubbering; oh my god, think of how ridiculous you sound! I won't play with my toys! You are a thirty-year-old man," Eileen glanced down at Andrew's crotch, "And I use that term lightly, young man. You will improve your demeanor and life ethics. I think I will also court order maintenance spankings to be given right here, in this courtroom. You will report here every two weeks until you have gained employment. That is my sentence, and it is final."

Judge Canon smacked the gavel and gave Andrew an icy stare, "Now stop your whining, young man! Or I will come down there from this bench and give your chubby ass a good hard fucking, with my big, black, rubber dick!" Eileen Canon shook her head and rolled her eyes, "Good lord, take your punishment like a grown-up!"

Erica, who had a huge, flesh-colored dildo that she had jutting and swaying to and fro from her crotch, started walking towards Andrew. As she advanced and stepped behind the plaintiff's table, Erica smiled. Andrew's knees knocked together, causing his chubby, white buns to jiggle. Erica ordered, "Place your hands behind your back, Andie!"

Andrew put his hands behind his back, and Erica took her handcuffs out and snapped them on the shaking young man. Andrew protested, "Oww...Oww... please, they are too tight, officer!"

Erica turned to look at the courtroom crowd, smirking. "What a baby," she said, shaking her head and causing her long blonde braided ponytail to swing. She held Andrew's arm and directed him to the wooden straight-back chair beside the spanking bench.

Erica bent forward and picked up the tan rawhide glove on the seat. She then sat down and looked at the tear-streaked face of Andrew Gleason. She smiled at him as she slipped the glove on her right hand. She smirked at Andrew and then patted her lap, "Alright, you naughty boy," Erica reached, taking Andrew's arm, and placed her other hand on his chest, "Over my lap you go."

Erica helped the handcuffed Andrew over her lap and adjusted him so his bare ass was perfectly placed. She hooked her right leg over Andrew's left leg and had him firmly in place. Erica raised her right arm and pulled it firmly into place. She winked at Norma, and then she began Andrew's spanking. The crisp slaps started raining down upon his jiggling bottom. Andrew grimaced and began to cry out. His head jerked upward with each hard spank.

Andrew's legs moved like riding a bicycle as Erica kept a firm grip on his arms. Andrew cried and begged, OWW...AHH... Please, stop it, please!"

Erica just smirked and methodically kept spanking the adult male crybaby's plump asscheeks. Andrew howled when his sit spots were plastered with hard slaps along with his upper thighs. Erica glanced at Norma Gleason every minute or two, waiting for her to indicate that the spanking would end. After at least fifteen minutes or so, Norma nodded, and the hand spanking stopped. The handcuffs were removed, and Erica assisted Andrew; she had him stand before her with his red bottom on display in the courtroom.

Andrew seemed to have forgotten about his penis being exposed as he tried to rub his stinging red bottom.

Erica shook her head and wagged her finger, "Stop rubbing your bottom, or you will get another, even longer spanking! Hands behind your head!" Erica barked.

Andrew hurriedly complied as he placed his hands behind his head. He noticeably shivered as he waited. His tear-streaked face is a testament to his thorough spanking. Judge Canon grinned at the docile thirty-year-old man.

Judge Canon sighed, "Men, they only need a good, hard spanking! Women should never spare the rod, hairbrush, or strap and paddle. Just look at how complacent Andrew has become. And to think he hasn't even had his bottom strapped yet!"

The courtroom was packed with women who clapped and cheered. Andrew began to cry again softly. Erica frowned at the bawling man. Shaking her head, she sighed and pointed at the spanking bench, "You can get over to that bench, Andrew. Lean over the padded hump and stick your pretty little bottom out for me."

Women giggled, and Eileen Canon watched with growing interest. Seeing a man getting the strap nice and hard across his bare ass was one of her favorite punishments. Fucking a man up the ass after he had been spanked good and hard by a woman was another favorite of hers.

Andrew got the strap as most of the excited women watched, squirming their bottoms on the benches they were sitting on. A good deal of those women knew that when they got home, their husbands would have a hot, wet pussy, to lick. Some husbands and boyfriends would get a spanking before servicing their partners.

Andrew's ass was going from crimson red to purple in some spots. Erica held nothing back; she was disgusted by these types of males. Lazy, fucking losers, she wished that pegging was part of Andrew's sentence. Damn, she would love to fuck his chubby red ass hard. Treat him like a total man slut. Fuck, she took her dildo in her hand and smacked his ass with it several times.

Judge Canon's eyes widened as she watched Erica whack Andrew's ass with the phallus. She chuckled; she couldn't help it as it was very amusing. Eileen knew Erica very well; she knew that Erica wanted to buttfuck the culprit. Who could blame her? A good pegging is precisely what this spoiled, lazy oaf needed.

After the spirited strapping, Erica looked down at Andrew's little dinker. Why it was hiding, barely even visible, as Erica flicked her finger at his tiny cock and balls. Andrew bellowed and danced as the women giggled and laughed at his chubby reddish purple-looking asscheeks wobbled. Andrew's shoulders were shaking as he started crying. Norma watched the humiliating, painful punishment of her adult son. There was a time when this might have made her feel terrible and sad. While it was sad having to place Andrew into a degrading and very callous situation, he did deserve this!

Calling her a nosy bitch after she caught him masturbating several times. He had time for playing video games and with his dick throughout the entire day and night, damn him. Never lifting a finger to assist or help her. Yes, Norma did enjoy Andrew's hard, ass-blistering spanking. She wished she could give him a good disciplinary spanking, just like the one she had just witnessed.

Norma should have felt shame for her son, for his embarrassing ordeal in this courtroom, but she couldn't. Her husband had left her when Andrew was five years old, that motherfucker! Damn him, he fucked up both of their lives, and Norma had a more satisfying sexual life with her dildo and toys. They didn't argue; toys just gave her unlimited pleasure. Norma did long for a good pussy licking, something that she had not enjoyed in over thirty years.

She watched as Andrew was broken and tamed by the beautiful bailiff, Erica. Norma wondered if she could get Andrew into such a submissive state that he would eat her pussy after being punished. She looked at the phallus sticking up out of Erica's crotch, and she wondered... Andrew could use another humbling experience in this courtroom today. He should get his ass fucked by Erica right here, right now. Norma was planning to try a different kind of dominance on her son. One that might be beneficial for both her and Andrew.

Andrew would probably never get a girlfriend; Norma was sure of that. He didn't have the drive for a relationship with someone. What if, what if Norma tried making her son lick her pussy after she spanked him at home. Stripped herself naked along with him before she paddled his ass? Norma knew that both she and her son needed to feel human contact of a sexual nature. Andrew's penis sure did seem tiny in this courtroom today. But she saw her beefy son's penis when it was hard; he was a grower, not a shower.

Norma stood up somewhat shakily, "Your honor, Judge Canon."

Eileen looked at Norma curiously, "Yes, Mrs. Gleason."

Norma glanced around nervously and then looked at Judge Canon, "Would it be possible to add another punishment for my son?"

Eileen looked thoughtfully at the middle-aged Norma; she folded her hands and asked, "Mrs. Gleason, Norma, it is a bit unusual. However, I don't think that it would be a problem. What would you like me to add to Andrew Gleason's sentence?"

Norma nervously licked her lips and said, "Judge Canon, I think that my son Norman... Well, I think that he should be... Andrew should be sentenced to a pegging, too! Andrew is just so disrespectful toward me. Please consider it, your honor."

Eileen Canon smiled; bingo! She narrowed her eyes as she studied Norma Gleason, "Are you sure, Mrs. Gleason? You want your bratty, grown assed man to get his bottom pegged?"

Andrew sobbed, "Mom, please, no! Please, mother!" Andrew turned and faced his mother.

Norma closed her eyes, this was even embarrassing for her. Her naked son was crying like a five-year-old who didn't get his cookie. Oh, Andrew, get used to this; every other week right here, you will be again. Naked and spanked, maybe even getting your bottom screwed again. I am going to leave that up to the discretion of Judge Canon.

Norma looked once again at Judge Canon. Eileen Canon nodded, "Mrs. Gleason, I am inclined to agree with your request. I will grant your request for Andrew to be given a much overdue pegging. Nothing can humble a disrespectful man more than a good spanking and having his sore bottom penetrated by a woman."

Judge Canon slipped her glasses lower on her nose as she looked at Erica, "Bailiff Johannes, would you like to give Mr. Gleason an attitude adjustment by way of pegging?"

Erica stood up, and her ominous, thick eight inches of rubber cock swayed menacingly. Erica nodded as she smiled at her friend, Eileen Canon, "Judge Canon, I would be delighted to pegg this ungrateful son."

Erica took Andrew by the ear and bent him back over the bench. She used the straps attached to the bench and fastened his ankles to the wooden legs. His wrists were fastened next. Andrew squirmed, trying to make his jiggling ass a more challenging target. Erica swatted his ass, "Stop it, Andrew. Do you want to be caned next? I would have no problem caning your bottom before and after I have pegged you. Now, hold still!"