Dispatchment Week Part 5
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Dispatchment week Part 5
The huge crowd of women parted, and clapped in time as he was led on his leash
through the arena; feminised and humbled, the women smiled and jeered at the
pathetic site; his cock permanently erect and lifting the pink dress, stumbling
forward in the precarious heels, he was brought down to a new level of
humiliation. On the many screens above, the huge amazon who waited at a nearby
destination, smiled down with wicked anticipation as she stroked the huge
synthetic phallus before her. The crowd pointed up to her gleefully; they would
enjoy watching the male used like a girl by this picture of feminine physique
and fitness. She would be one of many who would make the male know his place on
this day.
As they approached the first small settlement beyond the arena, the guards had
to whip the male forward as he was reluctant to face losing his virginity, and
the shoes already cut his feet, much to the delight of the leather-clad guards
and hordes of female onlookers. He was dragged by the leash up to a raised
platform which was surrounded with the universal huge TV screens. He quivered
with fear as he was bent over a padded bench, his ankles and wrists shackled to
the legs, and the pink dress lifted unceremoniously by the guards. The
following crowd and those new to the live show, applauded loudly at the site of
the male’s freshly shaven buttocks, lifted by a padded bolster; his anus
quivering and clenching in vain, seeking the plug which synthesised the feeling
of fear, fear he now felt on facing something he had never thought he’d
experience. Despite this fear, Matron’s injected concoction ensured his cock
remained rigid, his balls ready to explode in their aching restricted
confinement, enhancing his submissive nature.
He dared wonder if he’d come when the amazon penetrated his anus. A great roar
of approval went up from the crowd as the amazon made her appearance and
sauntered up the gantry. She was a picture of extreme dominance; muscular, and
her pert and formidable body fitted out in skin tight black leather, adorned
with studded bracelets and collars. She adjusted the phallus, the rear end of
which slotted into her pussy and would stimulate her clitoris as she fucked her
victim. She walked up to his face, allowing him a close up of her muscular
thighs and the huge phallus; she lifted his head by the hair and pushed the
bell-end of the huge synthetic member forward into his face.
“Suck you cur! I want you to know the size and texture of the cock that’s going
to make you appreciate being used like a woman!” The male struggled to get the
huge bell end in his mouth, and was surprised by the hard texture of the bulbous
bell-end; this was going to be agony when the woman had her way with him. The
amazon slapped his face for good measure as he suckled and choked on the massive
phallus, much to the delight of the crowd. The huge audience roared and cackled
with feminine delight all the more, as the screen split into two. They, and the
male, were now treated to a view of his entertainment by the amazon, and
proceedings elsewhere, where other males involved in the female bondage site
were being dispatched.
As the phallus was slowly drawn from the mouth of the snivelling male, his eyes
were drawn to the screen where he witnessed his own pending humiliation and saw
the fate of another male. Lashed and beaten; the blood dripping from the whip
cuts to his back and ass cheeks, knelt on a raised stage before another vast
crowd of smiling, delighted females. A proclamation was being read out to him
by his own buxom, matron-like woman, who smiled with deep satisfaction as she
read out his death sentence.
The amazon moved round to the rear of the male as he watched, partly his own
fate, and partly that of the other male. The crowd attending his humiliation
applauded and cheered as the amazon parted his ass cheeks, and with a spiteful
look of determination, forced the head of the huge phallus into his tight anus.
He cried out in agony as the amazon, pushed deep; he wept like a small child
with the pain, the plug he’d been treated too was miniscule compared to this.
His anus felt like it was being split as the lusty amazon worked him back and
forth against his bonds. His wrists and ankles tensed against his shackles as
the amazon used him like a delicate girl; she grinned with abject pleasure as
she witnessed his extreme pain, knowing his erect cock would be rubbed to an
orgasm below him, as the motion of her taking his anal virginity built up to a
crescendo.
The nub of the phallus worked itself against her eager clitoris as she pumped
him in a show of absolute power and control over the worthless male. She would
achieve a delicious orgasm as she bathed in the stimulation of the phallus, and
the complete humiliation of the male before a crowd of females. The male knew
this too and his restricted balls tingled with a submissive admission of utter
defeat as his cock rubbed, and his prostate was massaged ruthlessly by the
phallus, as he watched himself dressed as a woman, bound and fucked by a
dominant woman whilst a female crowd laughed and jeered.
His further disgrace and humiliation before the women was sealed as the amazon
began to moan with pleasure and thrust rhythmically; whilst he watched himself
fucked to complete submission, the other male’s fate ensured he would come like
a bitch for his amazon mistress. As the women clapped in time with the amazon’s
strokes, they too watched the screens, many rubbed pussies to oblivion as they
gained supreme enjoyment from the humiliation and misery of the males. The
kneeling male was made to masturbate, which he did with relish having been
broken by his female betters.
As he stroked his stiff cock, a bulbous female executioner circled him,
displaying a huge gleaming scimitar. The masturbating male was encouraged to
sniff her crotch as she bent before him; her tight bottle green panties which
matched her executioner’s mask, displaying a large wet patch, betraying her
sheer excitement at the task ahead. The scent offered the doomed male will have
been especially sweet, ensuring his balls wasted no time in signalling his
execution. The formidable woman moved to the rear of him he began to nurse his
cock up and forward in the initial throes of orgasm. He could see himself on
the screen before him, and see the smiling executrix slowly lift the scimitar
high above him.
He erupted in complete submission to womanhood, moaning loudly as the first jet
shot high, illuminated by the stage lights. A huge cheer went up from the women
as the smiling executrix brought the scimitar smartly down in a delectably
perfect arc. The males head bounced to the floor as a stream of blood spurted
from the cleanly cut neck, to match the spurts which still shot from the cock of
the headless body. The eyes in the head blinked rapidly as it lay facing its
own body, which jetted semen several more times before keeling over. As the
amazon roared her orgasm, the male lost any control he had and he too erupted in
a subliminally erotic orgasm as he witnessed the other male’s fate; had those
eyes in the decapitated head remained conscious long enough to witness the
body shooting its submission to the executrix? The male was enveloped in a
deeply satisfying submissive orgasm of his own as he thought of this, and felt
the amazon fuck him, whilst bound and dominated.
The woman cheered and many groaned in orgasm themselves as the amazon pressed
home her superiority over the worthless male, her satisfying orgasm now ebbing
away.
“See how the women will rejoice when you too are dispatched; I shall thoroughly
enjoy watching you gasp for air at the end of a rope. Your asshole will
remember me as you shit yourself in death.”
The women laughed all the more after the amazon pulled her huge strap-on from
the male’s stretched and tortured anus, and had him lick it clean of his own
mess. She panted with fulfilment and satisfaction as he cleaned her tool, ready
for the next virgin male’s ass. He was released and made to walk on. He faced
four more anal intrusions at various hamlets before his cut and bleeding feet
reached the next arena. He was greeted by Destiny, Matron and Miranda, who
took great pleasure in informing him of how much they had enjoyed the day’s
spectacle, particularly the strength of his humiliating orgasm on witnessing the
beheading as he was fucked by a woman.
He was stripped again and matron had her usual pleasure in torturing his cock
and balls with a needle. The scent of leather permeated the air of this arena,
and this remained in his nostrils until he was hooded after being awarded
Destiny’s gusset; soiled nicely after today’s delights. Matron smiled wickedly
as his plug was covered in a very strong antiseptic gel before insertion. The
male writhed and cried as the guards held him firm; his anus burning as its
fucked and buggered walls accommodated the evil plug once more, with an added
delight courtesy of matron. Destiny sneered as she ensured the gusset was in
the correct position as the squirming male was wrapped and trussed for a night
of fitful sleep and ecstasy once more.
“You’ve had a nice easy day today, treated like a lady. You will know pain
tomorrow, ring three; which will be a test for you awaits, and the noose grows
ever closer. Sweet dreams.” The male squirmed half in terror, half in
submissive ecstasy as he was hoist up for a night of suspension and inevitable
orgasm. The crowd of women cheered and clapped as they began to disperse till
tomorrow; as he twisted in his cocoon, panting through the divine nectar of the
gusset, he could now see into this arena. His cock flexed exquisitely against
the rough fabric in preparation for his first disgrace of the night as he looked
down on what looked like a dirt race-track. Some women dressed in shiny riding
boots and tight white jodhpurs flexed their horse whips and stroked their gloved
hands as they looked up at him. He had been a woman; tomorrow he would be
reduced to being an animal.
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