Companion For A Femdom Ch 17

The Pinkies had released my ankle straps but not uncuffed my wrists. Harriet and I were led to the shower room as they washed us both, washing the smell of piss and love juices from our bodies. I was kept cuffed until Harriet was dressed in her hated white mini-skirted uniform. Dressed, she looked good. Her perfume emitted an erotic, overpowering sexual aroma, designed to promote lust and primordial surges in any heterosexual male. The intoxicating aroma made me want to forget the presentation, pick her up on my arms and make mad, passionate love to her all over again.

But that pleasant thought was not to be> As seems to be the way of things with all femdoms, she led me by my cock, to the room, where I was to give my demonstration. Here, fourteen white-skirted Owner femdoms and six red-skirted Femdoms were waiting. Harriet continued to excite me, still holding me by my cock, she introduced me to my Owner Femdom audience.

I had already been told it was normal for Owner Femdoms to examine, feel and squeeze the erect penis of subs. So, standing before each of them in turn, Harriet introduced me to each of them, while they all examined my cock and balls. I tried to remember all of their names while they fondled and examined my almost regulation penis, while Harriet continued with her introduction.

'Ladies, it gives me pleasure to invite you all to greet George personally.' She was interrupted by Maisy, an elderly lady, well into her eighties, who was closely examining and measuring my manhood.

'How big is is cock Henrietta?' Maisy's mind was failing, and she could never remember people's names,

'He's just short of the regulation length by five mil Maisy. His cock enhancement programme is progressing well.'

'Oh! you're going to give him a fourteen inch cock are you?'

'I think you might have misunderstood me Maisy. His cock will be only nine inches long, and have a five inch girth. That is the size the femdom fraternity have agreed is the optimum size for domme enjoyment from a slave.'

'I've just measure it! It's almost nine inches now! When I went to school nine plus five made fourteen! Are you trying to make a fool out of me Henrietta?'

Stella, the richest and acknowledged leader on the Island, decided that enough was enough. Stella was afraid that if someone didn't put a stop to Maisy's senile fantasies, there was a danger the whole meeting would turn into a farce, and at best, delay the real reason for the meeting.

'Well I must congratulate Maisy on her excellent command of mathematics,' Started Stella. 'I shall ask Angelina who is taking the minutes of the meeting, to raise the subject of cock-enlargement at our next Weekly Planning Meeting.'

Angelina nodded that she understood. Angelina and Brenda were both ex-Finnimore House Accountants. Isabella and I had helped rescue them from Finnimore. Together with their male slave, Michael, the three of them were employed overseeing and advising on the rapidly expanding Island interests. They were present to give an estimate of the costs of my projects later in the presentation.

Turning to Mildred, Maisy's equally senile friend and neighbour, Maisy said.

'There, we'll soon have a slave with a fourteen inch cock Mildred, hopefully more. Then we can have fun watching them prong all the virgins on the Island.'

I wondered where all the virgins on the Island were. If such an animal had ever existed here, I was pretty sure they hadn't remained a virgin for long.

Harriet was invited to continue.

'I'm sure you will be fascinated watching George demonstrate his Radio Controlled Chastity devices and the varied usages to which they can be put. The money earned for our Island fortunes has already surpassed a six-figure sum. If business continues to expand as it is now, and every indication is that it will, our accountants assure me that we will easily reach five or six million a month by this time next year.

I hope you will also enjoy watching the effects of his devices on the prisoners chained up on the forecourt below the balcony where you are now sitting, and hope you will have fun experimenting with these devices.'

From the way some of the sexually active Owner Femdoms were playing with my cock I'm sure they would have preferred to have 'hands on' fun with with me now.

'George has also built a model railway.' Said Harriet as Mildred dug her filthy fingernails painfully into my scrotum.

George's model is only in prototype form at the moment. But has all the features of his full-sized railway. To be clear, it is not a railway. There are no rails. The cars float on a cushion of air, which makes silent running possible and promises an extremely smooth ride.

George's railway is a collection of cars rather than a train, these cars can be joined together to form a train, but in the main, you will travel in individual cars that you will be able to control, and drive freely around the Island, powered by the free solar energy that George will be offering for all the Island's energy needs.

This is not a cheap project. Installation cost will be high, even though labour charges are low. But the benefits will far outweigh the cost, and if our accountants' figures are correct cost of all planned projects will be repaid within five years.

The railway alone will give easy access to every part of this wonderful island. This means we can double, treble, even quadruple our tourist industry; employ more students, encourage as many specialised Pleasure Palace hideaways as we want, and enjoy the various kinky delights associated with our interests.

George's railway offers a host of possibilities. But I mustn't steal George's thunder, so without further ado, If you've all finished trying to make him cum without permission, so that you can watch being spanked, I shall ask him to explain more.'

Harriet beckoned me to her side. Naturally, her hand reached for my cock, I would have been surprised if it hadn't. She gave my balls a painful squeeze, laughing as she did so, causing an outburst of laughter at my discomfort as I winced with the pain. Harriet smiled mischievously, and playfully smacked by ass and walked away to the sound of clapping and the odd ribald comment. She climbed the three steps leading to the second row where the red mini-skirted owners sat cross-legged, all proudly exposing a shapely leg emphasised by the split in their short, mini-skirts, which is what they were designed to do. This allowed me to enjoy the delicious view of five well-shaped female legs and the occasional female buttocks, only one lovely ass was clothed by a pair of sexy white panties.

Everyone wore short mini skirts held at the waist by two simple 'C' clips. Four of the reds were my owners. The remaining red miniskirts belonged to Angelina and Brenda.

Regarding the fifteen white-skirted Owner Femdoms. Eight were elderly. Well over eighty years of age. Some, like Maisy and Mildred, were senile. So all they wanted was to eat, sleep, and enjoy the occasional kinky indulgence with a slave or each other. It did not take long to realise that eight of the fifteen were unlikely to bother me much. I couldn't stop them fondling my cock and balls when they had the chance, but in the main,all I needed to do was keep out of their way.

Of the seven remaining, Harriet was the youngest. In her early fifties, she was as fit as a fiddle, and kinky as hell, and great fun to be with, I looked forward to being summoned to her presence. Six of the remaining ladies were on the wrong side of sixty. Nevertheless, they took care to ensure they kept as fit and healthy as possible. Isabella had no choice but to loan me out when they demanded, and I certainly did not find the task onerous; I enjoyed their kinky ways. Most of the time, I was allowed to ejaculate without permission. They were the real leaders on the Island. There was no need for them to keep physically fit, but most preferred to do so to fully enjoy sex. So, they did not shy away from the gruelling morning exercise programme, which was optional for anyone over fifty. They acknowledged it was important to maintain a good, firm figure. Being fit and looking good naked was important for our lifestyle and the sake of our business.

Stella indicated that I should continue.

'Good Afternoon ladies,' Said I. 'First of all I would like to thank Owner Femdom Harriet for her kind introduction. I would also like to thank you all for inviting me to demonstrate my humble inventions.'

I looked towards Harriet, smiled and nodded in her direction, and said, 'Thank you Madam Harriet, I hope I can live up to the man you were talking about. I really don't want to be hauled up in front of you all to have my ass spanked for failing to meet his exacting standards!'

'Take heart Dear Boy, with a cock as pretty as yours, you won't fail!' Said Lady Stella. She had a voracious sexual appetite. The flimsy, opaque material of her blouse seemed to be fighting a losing battle holding her ample breasts in place. Her blouse unbuttoned to her waist, and naturally, she did not bother with a bra or panties. Lady Stella much preferred to expose as much of her perfectly rounded breasts, and as much leg as possible below her short mini skirt. She owned half a dozen male slaves and kept them permanently erect with twenty per cent PPP every two hours, 24/7. Their cock cages were not allowed to be released from their cock-cages, unless she wanted to fuck or fondle one of them. Her slaves had to have cocks at least ten inches long and six inches around. She boasted two slaves in her bed was not ever enough, and kept the remainder of her male harem, panting, available and rampant in locked cock-cages until required.

I nodded to Lady Stella. She smiled as my eight and three quarter inch cock twitched. She rubbed her crotch with one hand, and at the same time, she looked mischievously at me. She took her slaves massive cock into her mouth, and threatened him with a severe thrashing if he dared to ejaculate.

More laughter, Lady Stella was outrageous and popular with everybody, including her slaves, whom I doubt ever had to put up with more than a smacked ass, but had to put up with their Mistresses sexual denial and kinky ways. She lived life to the full! She is strict, but also fun to be with, and proved to be a good friend as time went on.

The remainder of the presentation went well enough, but the reaction was a little disappointing. One old lady fell asleep when I was demonstrating my 'Lady Pleaser' twin vibrator.

The Lady Pleaser, as its name suggests, is a device designed to excite vagina and anus simultaneously. Alternatively, it can be used individually or shared with another, front or back. It can expand, heat up, vibrate, and has a variable speed. When securely strapped to the hips, can be used to fuck like a real penis. It even ejaculates imitation sperm that tastes and smells like the real thing. It has proved to be my best seller. Extremely popular with the gay community, I never seemed to have enough Lady Pleasers and derivatives to satisfy demand. No matter how many devices I produce or how many people I train.

Male and female prisoners were given twenty per cent PPP before leaving the prison. Agiatou liked to watch erect cocks flopping about when men ran, but there was another reason; all prisoners needed to be erect, randy, and willing. Amahle gave prisoners 3381 and 3401 fifty per cent to ensure they were desperate.

On arrival at the Entertainment Centre, according to gender, prisoners were fitted with a cock cage or chastity belt to stop them masturbating. Cock cages and chastity belts were then padlocked to ringbolts set in a two foot high wall. Held securely, and forced to crouch in an uncomfortable and helpless position, they were spaced six feet apart in full view of the balcony where my audience could enjoy the demonstration set to start at two O'clock.

I started my demonstration with what I called the Lady Pleaser. In its most basic form, the uninformed may describe my Lady Pleaser as a vibrator. But comparing my device with a vibrator which can be purchased on the internet is like comparing a Ferrari with a Fiesta. My version came in two parts, which could be linked and used individually or together. The female version consisted of what outwardly looked like two magnificent male penis's. One part went slipped into the anus, the other into the vagina. Both parts could be expanded or reduced for a perfect fit. Both could be heated to a temperature slightly higher than normal human body temperature. Both parts could be made to vibrate at differing speeds; they could plunge and withdraw like a real penis when properly fitted, and could exude imitation semen that looked, smelled and taste like the real thing, and were controlled by a remote not dissimilar to a TV remote.

The lucky prisoner who was selected to demonstrate my Lady Pleaser was still writhing in pleasure an hour after the device had been fitted. She was on her knees enjoying being fucked in ass and pussy at one end, while her chosen partner was trying to choke her at the other with his eight inch baby maker.

Regrettably, this display did not attract as much interest as I thought it might. Much could be said of the mid-range devices as well. My audience had seen people fucked before, and they missed the finer points my Pleasure Pleasing devices could offer. But they sat up and paid attention when I introduced the punishment device for male and female usage.

Agiatou and Amahle had selected two of the island's most notorious prisoners. Prisoners 3381 and 3401, better known to me as Tony and Annika, respectively, both prisoners had been fed with fifty per cent PPP. They were going crazy for sex, and I'm sorry to say it, but I wanted them to suffer for the abominable deeds they had been responsible for. So I had no feelings of guilt for punishing them, I did.

Tony was three hundred pounds of solid muscle and bone. He stood about six foot six inches tall, and had had a massive twelve inch cock, which had a girth of six inches or more. His balls dangled from his scrotum like those of a prize bull. Unfortunately, Tony had never been the sharpest tool in the box. He was as thick as two short planks! Tony and Annika met in prison. They made a perfect, if evil pair. She needed protection. And Tony needed someone to make up for his shortcomings in the intelligence department. Tony was in prison because he had beaten and almost killed one of my femdoms on the flight to the Island.

Annika was small. She had a neat and petite body, but could not hope to accommodate Tony sexually. His cock was far too big for her. The only way she could keep even halfway satisfied, was by giving him a wank. It was well known in the barracoon this was done when the doors were closed and the lights went out, and the time when the weakest prisoners were raped, and tortured, and even resulted in the occasional death, and Annika and Tony were often responsible.

Most nights, Annika would select a suitable victim, usually someone new to the barbaric Island Prison. Usually, someone who had not yet had time to join a group offering mutual protection from predators like Annika and Tony.

Tony would capture and hold him or her (gender was unimportant). Annika would get her sexual high by torturing the unfortunate victim while Tony held the victim. Tony's reward was to be allowed to eat and lick Annika's pussy clean after she had orgasmed. She would then either give him a wank, or more often, watch him rape the unfortunate male or female prisoner who's anus or pussy rarely escaped being painfully ripped internally. Tony did not believe in foreplay, and certainly never practised that aspect of the most beautiful and pleasurable thing a man and woman can do for each other under the right circumstances.

Their nocturnal habits were well known within prison circles, but who cared about a Stage One prisoner being raped, or tortured? Certainly not the Stage Two prisoners who were in charge of them, and Stage Two prisoners were the only possible contact Stage One prisoners had with the outside world.

Annika was in prison because she had tried to infect me with a cocktail of STI diseases when she had been the Senior Medical Officer on the Island. She had tried to inject me with a nasty cocktail of diseases for which only she had the cure. She had hoped to gain credit by curing the infected from her superiors. So I had a personal interest in both of these prisoners.

Tony and Annika were earmarked for the punishment devices, and instead of the ten per cent PPP given to the other prisoners, they had been given fifty percent to ensure their sexual needs were brought to impossible heights, which of course would be never satisfied, as the needs of the other ten prisoners would be.

As a thank you for their cooperation, I had laid out a lavish meal, together with alcoholic beverages, and double beds, shower rooms, which they would be allowed to use for twenty-four hours. During that period, Tony and Annika would be wearing my punishment devices, the controllers held in the hands of the Owner Femdoms, who would have been taught how to use them.

From my balcony position, it was plain Tony and Annika had received a rather severe beating. Tony's nose had been flattened and was almost certainly broken. One eye was completely closed, swollen and badly bruised. His lower lip was split, and it looked like he was missing a few teeth. Annika looked a little dazed and looked as if she had been struck only once, which resulted in a large bruise on her face.

It was two days before I found out how and why they had been beaten. I was eager to find out, but I did not hear the full story until it was Amahle and Agiatou's turn to have me in their bed for the night.

I had just enjoyed a spine-shattering fuck with Amahle. To further add to my pleasure, and that of the two girls, Agiatou had several orgasms in my mouth. When we had a whole night together, they rarely insisted on giving me PPP, but usually insisted they should both orgasm before I did. Drained and exhausted, the three of us lay close together, enjoying each other's sweat and love juices drying on our naked bodies. But the story of that memorable coupling (or should I say tripling?) is for another day. In the meantime, I had to demonstrate my Punishment Devices.

I explained that the Punishment devices worked in more or less the same way as the Pleasuring devices, except for one important difference. The Punishment device causes pain! My audience was eager to see this in action.

'Please note, that Punishment device has an additional selection Ladies,' I said, by way of introduction. 'In addition to Expand, Heating, vibration etc, it has an selection marked in red, which says 'Volts'. '

'On the right hand knob, the figures one to ten indicate level of voltage. So when 'Volts' is selected on the left hand knob, when the knob on the right is depressed, an electric voltage is discharged in the receiver, which is of course inserted into the ass or vagina of the slave you want to punish. The range is effectively line of sight. So if you want to attract your slave working a mile or so away, select position one. This will give the recipient little more than a tickle. What it does do is tell the recipient you want to speak to him. If you're feeling a little mischievous and just want to amuse your friends by making your slave jump, position three, four or five should have the desired effect. But if you want to punish him, it is, of course, position number ten.' The shock is not lethal, but it will certainly make the recipient pay attention. I shall demonstrate.'

While still padlocked to the ringbolt, Annika had what she thought was an ordinary Lady Pleaser slipped into her anus. She was correct in one respect, it was a Lady Pleaser, but a Lady Pleaser that was also a punishment device. She thanked the slave who fitted it, and he gave me the 'thumbs up', indicating it was switched on and ready. I waved back, and switched the device to enlarge, and depressed the right hand knob to activate it. Annika blew me kisses to indicate she was enjoying the sensation in her anus.