Companion For A Femdom Ch 02

It was a lovely morning. We had fallen asleep in the sixty-nine position, her hand holding my cock firmly throughout the silent hours. (Perhaps subconsciously afraid I would run away while she slept maybe?) Her warm breath pleasantly flowed over my partially erect penis. I slept with my head between those beautiful thighs, breathing in the delicious feminine musk from her pussy as she slept.

She stirred sleepily. Not fully awake. Instinctively, she opened her legs enough for me to be given a better view of her vagina. Her clitoris protruding slightly between the lovely curly blonde pubic hair, vagina damp, Her hand began to massage my cock, encouraging me to lick and kiss the lips of her vulva, swelling visibly as my mouth came close to reaching that desirable goal.

Those soft velvety lips seemed to open, and swell as a flower opens to greet a new day. Her womanhood already spilling driblets of pre-cum onto her inner thighs. My eager tongue eager to taste that delicious liquid, and explore the warm, welcoming wetness within. I resisted the urge to instantly plunge my eager tongue into that luscious place. Isabella was still half asleep. So would almost certainly would expect foreplay before I even attempted to part those lovely lips. So I gently licked them in a circular motion, and taking them into my mouth one at a time, and contented myself with capturing the odd drop of love juice as it spilled from that wet warm place into the mouth of her willing slave. I continued kissing and licking the circumference of her vagina and inner thighs for perhaps ten or fifteen minutes before allowing my tongue, and the whole of my mouth to explore the now swollen precious lips guarding the entrance to unlimited pleasure.

'Mmmmm, that's lovely George, Your tongue. My pussy. What a lovely way to greet the new day. And I have a little surprise for you as well. But just carry on with what you've started. You'll soon find out what my surprise is.'

I continued to lick the outer lips of her vagina. First clockwise, then anti-clockwise. Soon she gave a grateful moan. Clenching her lovely buttocks, she raised her hips and pulled my face deep inside her most private, gorgeous place embracing my mouth and nose and allowing my tongue the freedom to explore.

Her first orgasm came quickly. My mouth soon filled with the lovely white nectar so freely given, followed by the usual small squirt of urine into to my open mouth.

Still holding my cock in her hand, and occasionally kissing my now fully erect penis, she said;

'When I cum do you mind me peeing into your mouth George?'

'I hadn't really thought much about it darling. I certainly don't dislike it, I simply thought you couldn't help it. It certainly doesn't disgust me, if that's what you mean?'

'Good, But don't get addicted to it George. Human urine contains ammonia. A little bit of pee won't hurt, but don't let my girls turn you into a human lavatory. As you know, I have deep feelings for you. I want you as my slave. But I want you in a way that suits us both. I need, and want, to humiliate you on a regular basis, which involves peeing on, and into you. I'm glad you do not object to the practice, it will not only remind you that we are an item, but also I am your superior. It is also the reason you are kept naked. It is good that you want me to be your Femdom, and enjoy my pee, that is a sure sign that we are going to suit each other. '

'No, I don't mind a little squirt when I'm allowed to go down on you. In fact I think I rather enjoy it. And certainly would not object if you urinated on me to demonstrate ownership.'

'Funny you should say that. Femdoms urinating on their slave to indicate ownership is a regular practice at Finnimore. I have been wondering how to approach the subject. So I'm glad we have got that out of the way. But while we're on the subject, I should also tell you, that you and I will also be pissed on by the Senior Femdom to show our acceptance of her owning us. Also, I can't stop the Senior Femdom taking you to her bed on our first night after the Interview. That is her right. She's a randy bitch, but at least, when I piss on you, it will be a warning to the other Fendoms to stay away, unless they have permission of course.'

'No problem. Piss on me whenever you like.'

'Don't worry. Golden showers will part and parcel of our relationship. But for now, I want to taste the contents of your balls. They seem pretty full to me.' She was smiling and holding my balls in her hand.

'Then, after a shower and breakfast, I thought we might visit a nudist colony not far from here, where we can swim naked, and enjoy a lovely meal in their 'Nudists Only' restaurant. Do you like that idea?'

With my cock in her hand, and as close to an orgasm as I was, I would have agreed to fly naked to the mood, provided she didn't stop what she was doing.

'Of course Darling. Whatever you want.'

She began to suck and gently massage my cock. I loved the way she gave me a slow, loving hand job; I much preferred that to the hard, rapid, HJ's they seem to portray on porno films, and so she brought me to a lovely slow, loving, climax,. Then eagerly swallowed everything I had to offer.

We held each other close. After our lovely early morning 'wake-up' I thanked her for a wonderful HJ, and asked if I could ask a question.

'Of course you can George. What do you want to know?'

'Do you really believe women are the superior gender?'

'Oh but of course I do darling. I sincerely believe in female superiority over the male practically every time with very few exceptions. I shall try and tell you why, and tell you a little of how things work at Finnimore House.

Firstly, consider love-making. Love-making is one of the most enjoyable things a man and woman can do together. Last night under female supervision, you and I enjoyed a fantastic sexual encounter without actual male penetration. But when male led, all too often it is a case of 'Wham, Bam, thank you Maam', before the poor girl has had an orgasm. But when love-making is female led, as it was yesterday, and always will be between you and I, you were not allowed to cum until I was completely satisfied. That pleased us both. Do you take my drift - SLAVE? '

We were now sitting on the bed, cross-legged, facing each other. Isabella smiling sweetly, siting on my hands. Her hands are rarely far from my cock, and this was no exception, as she fondling my cock and balls as she emphasized the word 'Slave'.

I couldn't argue with that. She was one hundred percent right on that point. But she had more to say; much more, on the subject of Female Superiority.

'Consider politics.' She continued. Generally speaking, throughout the world men are always in charge. This has been so, down through the centuries since the first cave man knocked his neighbour over the head because he wanted to fuck his neighbours wife, daughter, son -- whatever. That kind thing, tends to upset anyone. So they had a fight, and fighting has been the male way of sorting things out ever since.

Today, we have war after war, Right now, this very minute, It is not difficult to identify dictators, avaricious businessmen, selfish people in charge everywhere. Common denominator? Nine times out of ten, a man is in charge Nine times out of ten it is a man who seems to fuck things up, be it government, business, even something as beautiful as love-making as outlined above.'

'When you put it like that, I suppose I have to agree with that as well. So, that being so, tell me how a Femdom organization like Finnimore House works better with women in charge.'

'There are many 'Finnimores' throughout the world. Finnimore House is just one of several in the UK. Finnimore is a relatively small commune, if that is the right word to describe our organisation. Population about thirty Femdoms, each of whom have two, three or more subs. Most, if not all Femdoms are bisexual. Subs, slaves, call them what you will, male or female, bisexual or straight, serve the Femdoms. Each Femdom has a flat, or bungalow. But it is the Femdom who is in absolute charge of that bungalow or flat.

Femdoms punish, reward, and decide who sleeps with whom in their home, she organises the work roster within the family. A Femdom also has responsibilities outside the home, such as medical supervision in my case, Brenda, a friend of mine, is in charge of accountancy, Sheila another Femdom friend is in charge of Trainee's She is assisted by other several other Fendoms and subs.

A male slave can be in charge of a department. For instance, you will be in charge of building maintenance, and 'Pussy-Pleasing Chastity Belt' business, but you are still my slave. Annette, who is one of my subs is a professional chemist, and inventor of PPP, also a slave of mine, but to you, if only on account of her gender. She is in charge of issuing the prescriptions myself and my Chief Assistant, Angela, my other female sub prescribe.

We are all answerable to the Senior Femdom. She likes to be called Madam Georgina Finnimore. All Leaders, of which you are destined to be one, have direct access to her. Everyone else has to go through their Line Manager.

Georgina does not suffer fools or wimps gladly. I'm not suggesting you are either. But anyone bleating to her about being unfairly given a smacked ass, or similar, particularly an Inferior male, will almost certainly end up being punished ten times over for wasting her time.

We are certainly not fair towards the Inferior gender. Inferiors just have to 'Man Up' and 'Suck Up'. But I think you will find life on the whole is pretty good working for us Femdoms. Our system works Georgy Boy. It works because women are in charge.

Isabella continued;

Participation in the exercise programme is mandatory for everyone under fifty, five days a week, Monday through Friday. It consists of a two mile run.

Female runners, other than Femdoms, have a fifty yard start. Male runners twenty, and their cocks are are not allowed to be tied flat against their stomachs. Wee Femdoms love to watch those cocks swing free, and if we can catch you, give your ass a tickle with a swipe from the two foot whippy willows we carry to encourage you to run faster.

The two mile run should take no longer than sixteen minutes. (I can do it in fifteen) This is followed by a thirty minute workout in the gym. The supervisors here are femdoms who also freely apply that two foot whippy willow, on any slave they think is not working hard enough. All this makes us pretty tough and fit, As you can see by looking at any one of us. A fit, athletic body helps with our on-line advertising, particularly slaves seeking customers on the Live Cam video chat lines. Everyone is also encouraged to swim at least three miles per week. Swimming produces a smooth firm body. If not required during the 'Entertainment hour' (Public punishment) you and I will do our swimming then, or later in the evening,

After morning exercise. Staff share a multi shower rooms. Trainee's share another. It's great fun in a crowded shower room and something to look forward to after a stiff run and workout in the gym. That works out to be about one hundred and twenty male and female staff washing each other at the same time, and about eighty trainee's doing likewise, and you don't know who you are washing, its pitch dark, and females enter one end and males the other, and when you find a partner, you simply wash him/her. It's great fun!

Half past eight is breakfast time, and at nine O'clock we start the days work.

Everybody is well paid, (except trainees of course, but even they can earn if they participate in Pleasure Palace entertainment, and can easily earn a thousand pounds in a week. You will start on about about four thousand a week, but will soon start earning as much as I do. Our accountants ensure it is all tax free. We have an excellent pension scheme. You can retire at any age! So all in all, I think you will agree, that we women run things considerably better than most male-run organisations outside the walls of our estate. Don't you agree?'

'Sounds good. How are we paid?'

'We're paid on a credit system. It's a bit like Stocks and Shares, but the difference is our credits are converted into cash at the end of each month and transferred into an off-shore bank account of your choice at the end of each month. You don't actually need much cash at all while at Finnimore, your food and accommodation is provided, if you need to drive outside the establishment you simply sign out a vehicle of your choice. Payment is deducted from your credits. You fill up with relevant fuel and do your thing. If you want to have a drink. You can drink, and its free for staff in the Femdom bar, Pleasure Palace or Trainee's lounge. But be warned. If you allow your drinking to interfere with your work, you will get punished. Best not drink at all. CCTV is everywhere even in Guests rooms to protect slaves from being mistreated or forced to do something they have not agreed to do. If you get caught pissed -- well it just ain't worth the hassle. Have a pint if you must, but even then it is best to do it at the weekend. Use your spare time fucking me and the girls George, much safer, and much more fun.'

'I take you point on the booze darling, what happens to my motorhome? '

'You have a choice: You can sell it privately, or sell it to the company for fifty percent of its trade-in value. I advise the latter. You won't have hardly any need to leave Finnimore grounds, and if you go for the latter, anyone on the staff with the relevant licence can use your motorhome, you get fifty percent of rental charges from that rental, any accidental damage is rectified by the motor vehicle department, cleaned, and kept spotlessly clean. You can still use it free of charge when you want to take time off, and it would be handy for you and I to have a break now and again. Any other questions?'

'No more questions for the moment, but no doubt there will be as time goes on.'

'I'm sure there will. Feel free to ask whatever you like George., You have a good life ahead of you at Finnimore. A tough life, smacked ass now and again guaranteed, But at least one attractive, randy female in your bed every night, good food, holidays and interesting work,'

'I only really want one lady in my bed Isabella. No prizes for guessing who that lady is.'

'That's as maybe George, but don't forget I am bisexual. It is physically impossible for you to give me what a woman can give me, you ain't got tits the same shape for a start, and when I last looked, you sure as hell didn't have a pussy! Now let's have that shower. Your dried up cum is all over me, and I must stink to High heaven. Then we'll have breakfast and I'll introduce you to a nudist camp!'

It was a lovely sensation being soaped down by Isabella, she slipped a malteser into her pussy, and had me suck that out. Then she peed on my face, and had me lick out between her toes, and of course she held my cock in her hand at every opportunity.

'It'll be alright George, you don't need clothes. Besides we ain't got time for both of us to get dressed. Its a nudist colony for fucks sake. Your drive naked! That's an end to it! Easy-Peasy for me to strip off, I shall only be wearing a short skirt and blouse. The skirt comes off by unhooking the C ring at my waist, and the blouse is only two buttons. You don't even need to stop, I can strip naked as we drive through the entrance. That way, nudists seeing us as we arrive will think I travelled naked as well.'

So, there we were driving down the motorway in her open-top vintage sports car. She holding my cock as is her want, and we might have got away with it if she hadn't decided to go down on me halfway down the motorway.

'I just felt the urge to taste it darling, it looked so nice standing up nice and proudly between your legs as we journeyed down the road. I don't think the female policewoman who pulled us over agreed. She asked for my driving license, insurance etc, Isabella produced that from her handbag,

After a telephone call to their superior, it was decided that one of the two policemen would drive our car, and Isabella and I would be driven to the police station in the back of the police car.

On arrival at the police station, I was given a newspaper, to hide my nakedness.

In the Interview room, we were shown the crystal-clear 4HD video footage in glorious technicolour, from several overhead motorway surveillance cameras. After seeing that, there did not seem a lot of point in denying the charges. I was charged with driving without due care and attention, and indecent exposure in a public place. Isabella was charged with being my accomplice. Only then was I given a pair of shorts -- the skintight kind that a gay guy might wear! Isabella thought that was hilarious.

In court, I took little notice of the Judges name, and it wasn't until later I realized who had passed sentence. The Judges name was Lady Georgina Finnimore JP. - My future boss.

Lady G was about sixty, very good figure for her age. Her legal robes did nothing to disguise the fact that beneath all that finery, she kept her sixty-year-old body in exceptionally good condition.

It was an open and shut case The hearing and judgement took no more than about twenty minutes. I was ordered to pay a fine of £500.00 and awarded six penalty points on my licence. Isabella was awarded 'Case Dismissed.'

'Poor Isabella, 'said Lady G when weighing up, 'An Innocent in a strange land, (How anyone could describe Isabella as an Innocent is difficult to comprehend). An unfortunate, beautiful American lady, practically raped by this, this animal before me. This poor innocent girl, could not possibly be expected to know what is legal, and what is not legal in our country. So I have decided to reverse her plea of Guilty, Her charges are thereby dismissed. She is NOT guilty of the charges for which she has been so wrongly accused. Were it within my remit to award corporal punishment, I would willingly have taken great delight in having this male miscreant flogged to within an inch of his life. ' Next case please.'

A note was passed to Isabella as we left the court. The note was hastily written on headed Courtroom note paper; It read:

'I'm so looking forward to your return to Finnimore House, and I'm so looking forward to meeting your sub as well. I really looking forward to learning about his Radio Controlled Chastity Belt. It sounds like fun. Feed him plenty of PPP on the day won't you dear? With your permission, I would like to exercise my Senior Femdom rights on the first night after the interview. Don't worry, I won't damage him too much. Lots of Love,' Lady G.'

'With your permission' Said Isabella under her breath. 'Have I got any fucking choice?'