Leather Clad Women (Fem-Dom BDSM erotica) by Jay Merson Read Free Book Online

the fact
that his cock began to harden and to rise. It twitched at first and
then thickened to stand out straight; it throbbed and pulsed,
rising to a firm hardness that stuck up from his body at an angle.
Thick and long with a big bulbous head the cock was engorged with
pumping blood flowing into it in his excitement. It looked darker
in colour, a purple hue to it as it strained the foreskin tightly
and seemingly painfully back along its length.
    Anna dropped
the crop to the floor, her hand slipping in between his thighs from
the back to cup his balls. She was more confident now, so unlike
the usually reserved and proper Anna that they all knew. She was a
commanding dominatrix with a deep lust for sex and a wicked streak
present within her. She was in total command and that simply oozed
from her as she pressed her body against his back and continued of
her fondling of his balls. Her free hand slipped around under his
arm to pinch and stroke at his firm nipples, her hands roaming his
broad hairless chest to tease and to excite. For many minutes she
groped him in the heavy and sexually charged atmosphere that
existed in the barn before breaking of and stepping around to his
front.
    "Did you like
that?" she asked her voice thick and low, portraying her high level
of excitement.
    "That part yes
but..."
    Marinella
lashed hard at his buttocks with her crop to bring a startled yelp
of pain from the man.
    "Just answer
yes or no?" Anna repeated with a hint of irritation sounding in her
tone.
    "Yes."
    "And would you
like more?"
    "I’d like more
of the touching yes."
    He screamed as
the crop cut down again, this time on the soft, tender backs of his
thighs. The man went into a series of body jerking convulsions as
he coped with the searing pain and he screamed again as that pain
burned deeply down into his flesh.
    "Dear me," Anna
scolded, "You don't seem to learn very quickly do you, Yes or
no?"
    "Yes, yes!"
    She paused and
then extended her hand, resting his pulsing erection in the palm of
her hand. She weighed it reverently, lovingly and then circled her
fingers around it and closed them.
    He came
instantly, his cock jerking to pump his excited seed out over the
wrist and arm in forceful little spurts.
    "Oh dear," Anna
said calmly and released her grip on him, "guess you will just have
to suffer now."
    He screamed
again, a pained wailing of deep misery as all of the women laughed
aloud and then silence returned to the barn. A heavy silence,
filled with sexually charged lust of revenge and malice.
     
    ***
     
    They had left
him bound in the stall but had added a thick woollen scarf around
his head to dull his hearing whilst they held a discussion. At the
far side of the barn Sheila kept her voice low as she addressed the
girls.
    "We are
learning as we go along and tonight served to show that one man at
a time simply isn't enough."
    "Hallelujah,"
Pauline quipped. "Been thinking that myself. One man at a time
means four whole meetings before we get a turn at....well, to get a
good fuck."
    The others
nodded and muttered their agreement. Sheila was thoughtful for a
moment and then suggested.
    "Okay. What we
can do then is this. The farm manager, despite the pain he
suffered, loved the session and would come back for more at a
simple phone call. I suggest we do that with all of them, offer
them a repeat visit, by invitation naturally. That way we can build
a pool to choose from, ready and willing cocks to use but still add
to that pool as we go along. Each night that the Clan meets then we
could have one each."
    "Sounds
brilliant," Kate stated.
    "Okay then, for
tonight we wait a while and then get this little shit hard again.
We might as well make use of him now that he is here. Then for the
next few times we add to the pool and keep adding until we feel
that we have enough. Agreed?"
    "Can this one
be invited to join the pool?" Kate asked hopefully.
    "Not invited,"
Sheila said, "more shall we say...Induced?"
    Their spirits
had risen and