DOMINA
Reprinted with permission
Copyright 1998 Gloria Brame
http://gloria-brame.com/domidea/domina.htm

Note: This excerpt is from "Chapter Four: The Cage." Arden, the protagonist, now trapped in the dungeons of a depraved beauty, finds himself at the mercy of the 12 wondrously perverse creatures who inhabit Domina's world. Here, Arden is awakened from his first tortured sleep in the cage by two vicious lovelies.

"We want to look at you! Stand up!" Ruby began to flail wildly, beating his shoulders with burning blows.

"No, no, please, no!" Arden whimpered. He jumped to his feet, trying to escape the demon's wrath. He danced backwards but the cage measured only four feet wide by six feet long. There was no way to elude her reach. "Pleeease," he begged again, the sudden shock of his awakening and now the unmerciful thrashing completely unnerving him. He dropped one hand self-consciously over the scar on his leg, unable to speak.

"That's better," Ruby muttered. She stared at him boldly, and Arden's nerves turned to jelly. There was no escape; no way out of his cage. He was a trapped animal, completely exposed and totally vulnerable. Arden gaped helplessly at Ruby and her accomplice. He had made love to only a few women in his life; out of gentlemanly duty he had always politely shut the lights before removing his pants. This was the first time he'd seen a naked woman up close in the light.

He was naked and they, too, were naked. Only yards away from the cage, other men and women wandered about, all of them naked. Behind him, he heard the sound of water running: people were naked in the showers. Here, in Domina's world, all the rules had changed. The women were staring at him; he was free to stare at them, too.

Arden took a deep breath then, at first shyly, examined Ruby's naked flesh. She was as lithe and taut as an Olympic athlete. Her high, cone-shaped breasts were capped by dusky brown nipples so large they covered half the surface. Beneath a narrow waist, her slim hips and hard, flat belly curved to a shaved pudenda. Only a thin strip of dark fuzz remained, lining the edges of her pussy lips. The black velvet stripe drew his eye down to the dimpled mound that pouted between Ruby's lean thighs.

The other woman was equally beautiful but in a completely different way. Her shoulders were delicately formed. A pale blue vein throbbed faintly down her neck and vanished under the milk-white skin of her bosom. Her breasts could have fit perfectly into martini glasses. The rosy nipples were as fresh and dainty as a child's. Her hips, though, were invitingly voluptuous, designed for two strong hands to grasp. She was a Renaissance Venus, created for sex. The moist folds of her inner lips hung down from her smooth vulva like a red satin curtain, tempting the onlooker to part them and peek inside.

Arden suddenly became conscious of his cock. The enormous appendage, the source of so many humiliations, was shamelessly climbing up his belly. Arden's spine dissolved into lava: the molten liquid surged into his prick, distending it even more. Just watching his dick grow uncontrollably made it him harder.

"Look how big and red it's getting." The pale Venus broke the spell of silence. "I want to make it angry!"

"There isn't time," Ruby said morosely, "Dinner starts in ten minutes."

Arden cringed, afraid. Wave after wave of emotion passed through him; agony and delight and shame and lust became inseparable. A sweat broke out on his forehead as the naked women nonchalantly discussed his fate. They were like two sluts taunting a bear in a stall at a county fair. Whatever they wanted to do to him, he would have no choice in the matter. There was no safety zone in his narrow prison cell, no place he could hide, no way he could protect himself against their cruelty.

"The head of his cock looks like a big mushroom!" The blonde clapped her hands in excitement. "Pretty please, Ruby!"

"Opal, please zip it up." Ruby studied Arden's cock with the unblinking intensity of a predator. She poked the crop through the bars and Arden shrank back. "I bet it's sensitive too," Ruby murmured.

She slowly ran the tip of the crop over Arden's cock and balls. Arden swooned and gripped the bars to hold himself up.

Ruby tickled it with the leather tongue of the crop, until Arden's eyes glazed over with lust.

"Oh, please, Ruby, pretty please?" Opal begged. "Look at that thing. Let's just play with it for a few minutes."

Arden looked from one to the other. Ruby's huge, dusky aureoles had puckered. The nipples were nearly purple and hard as bullets. Opal's aureoles hadn't significantly changed but the nipples were an angry red, and so swollen one might have thought they had been stung by bees. Arden panted at them. They were as excited as he was.

"Come here." Ruby curled her index finger, beckoning Arden to approach.

He clenched the bars tighter, terrified that when he moved she would begin beating him again. His decision was greeted by vicious snap of Ruby's crop. He heard it whir through the air before the tip landed squarely on the head of his cock, searing him like a brand. Arden screamed.

"I told you to come here!" Ruby whipped the head of his cock again, her aim accurate and torturous, ignoring Arden's pitiful shrieks. Crimson welts rose on his cock and Arden hopped foot to foot, covering himself with his hands.

"Come here." Ruby said. "Come here now or I'll beat your hands too." Tears welling in his eyes, Arden stepped forward on trembling legs. He had learned his lesson. There was no way to avoid the torments; there was no escape from the cage. He had to obey. He had no choice but to submit.

Ruby thrust her hand through the bars and seized Arden by the cock. She gripped the shaft beneath the plump crown and yanked brutally. Arden wailed in terror as much as in pain, afraid that she was trying to pull the head off with her bare hands. Instead, Ruby towed him towards her, dragging him by his dick, Arden advanced until his hips were pressed against the cold metal bars.

"I bet that isn't the first time you were led around by your dick, slut," the dusky beauty said shrewdly, her eyes glittering. With another abrupt wrench, she pulled his prick right through the bars. For a second, she patted the head with her other hand, as if it was a large doll. Then she dug her sharp fingernails into the shaft. "Go ahead," she nodded in Opal's direction, ignoring Arden's howls. "He can't get away."

"Gosh, Ruby, you're really getting good at this!" Opal said admiringly. "Domina would be so proud of you!"

Venus licked the palm of her hand and fingertips. Then, gazing coyly at her victim, she caressed her wet palm over his swollen glans, rubbing it slowly, as if applying unguent. Arden held his breath: the sensation was so pleasurable, he was afraid he would come. He bit his lip nearly to blood to contain the violent jet of cum flooding through his balls.

Suddenly, Opal changed rhythms. Using the tips of her moist fingers, she drew quick, irritating circles around his piss-hole, poking her fingernail into the cleft. Then she began to use her palm on him again, massaging vigorously, faster and faster, until her palm felt like sandpaper scratching away the surface of his overheated skin. The sadistic tease chafed unbearably. "No, no, no," he whimpered, writhing helplessly in the two girls' grasp. At any moment, he would lose his mind and begin pounding on the bars, screaming to be released from this hell.

"Look at the size of this thing!" Opal whispered, "Have you ever seen one so big?"

Ru by raised her eyebrows. "Only on the Internet."

@Copyright 1998, Gloria G. Brame