1. Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 4


    Date: 4/20/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: Victor-Bruno, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    rose from Xena. Venetia raised a finger again. The Overseer lashed down her switch. “Again ...” said Venetia. Xena writhed down on the floor. “Again ...” said Venetia. Crying out breathlessly, Xena squirmed in torment. “Again,” said Venetia. For a third time the switch bit into Xena’s buttock flesh. Then Venetia signed for the Overseer to desist. “Kneel!” she rasped at Xena. Sobbing, Xena f***ed herself to kneel, hands on head, very aware of the consequences of delay or disobedience. “You seem to be querying my authority over you, slave,” said Venetia silkily. “N-N-Nooo... oooo... nooooo... Highness ...” whimpered Xena pathetically. Oh what music it was in the ears of her former slaves! “I should hope not,” stated Venetia emphatically. “I want you to clearly understand that whenever I want to have you fucked, I shall do so. Any time, any place. You understand me?” Xena’s head bowed in defeat. “Y-Yer... ess... yes... Highness...” she whined. Oh how low were the mighty fallen! “Good... good ...” sighed Venetia, almost soothingly. “Now, Xena, as a sign that you fully accept your new-found status as one of my slaves, you will crawl around and kiss the feet of all my new Ladies of Court. Your ex-slaves. And, in between kissing their feet, you will say: ‘l humbly beg pardon, my Lady, for all my misdeeds. I am truly thankful to be allowed to kiss your feet... and will gladly accept any punishment you wish to inflict upon me.’ Have you got that clearly in your mind, Xena?” Xena ...
    shuddered convulsively, her features contorting again. The horror of her existence seemed to increase from one moment to another. The vileness of being dragged around the City and being constantly ****d had been hideous beyond belief. But it was something she could not escape. She had been in a cage, surrounded by rampant males. Now, in a sense more free, she had to make herself submit to this new act of humiliation. She had to do it openly, before them all. Oh how bitter... bitter... BITTER beyond belief! But there was no escape. If she did not obey this humiliating order, she might well be sent round the City again. To be brutally ****d again and again and at the same time jeered by the populace. Intolerable! Xena started to crawl towards one of the semi-circles of couches on each side of the throne. She got a whistling cut of encouragement from the Overseer’s switch and slithered forward, writhing in pain.She came to a pair of high-healed red boots. “I am Lady Mena,” came a voice from above, “you will now kiss my boots, every last inch of them, until I order you to stop, slave.“ Xena kissed the red boots assiduously. She was very conscious of the Overseer standing behind her, switch at the ready. Xena’s mouth went to every part of the boots, including the heels. Then she kissed them all over again. “Stop,” said Lady Mena after about five minutes. Thankfully, Xena stopped. “I believe you have something to say to me, slave. Kneel up... let me look at you.” Xena knelt erect. There ...