Tomboy: Dark Dominion (Chapter 17) (Patreon)

Tomboy: Dark Dominion

Chapter 17

“Mmmm,” Tomboy moaned, feeling Dorian’s big dick stretching out her throat as it slowly pushed deeper and deeper.

Mistress Hypatia knelt behind her, holding Tomboy’s head in both hands. The wicked dominatrix was forcing the blonde heroine’s head up and down Dorian’s long, thick cock. Forcing her to deep-throat the crime boss.

As she sucked, Tomboy felt her master’s cock swell a little more. Her mind grew still, knowing it was about to happen. Her baby blues fluttered open, cutting up to take in Dorian’s smug face. So proud of himself for capturing and enslaving a super heroine.

He grunted, thrusting all the way down her throat. Her lips sealed tightly around the base of his cock as she sucked with all she had. Hot, viscous cum flooded her throat a few seconds later. Then he pulled back to shoot his second load in her mouth, making Tomboy taste his victory. The third and final shot was across her face.

“You are a collared and well-fucked slave, Kelly,” he sneered. “And I’m going to make a fortune off your hot body for years to come.”

Tomboy stared up at him, keeping her thoughts to herself, as she licked her lips. She had a bad feeling the taste of cum would soon become permanent. And then she forgot all that when Mistress Hypatia pressed up against her back, hands coming around to fondling her naked tits. The Egyptian born dominatrix quickly dropped a hand down between Kelly’s legs, and started rubbing.

The dominatrix’s fingertips proved magical. Tomboy wiggled and writhed, gasping and groaning. Soon, her hips began to thrust of their own accord as Hypatia pushed her over the top.

“Aaaagggh!” she screamed when her insides erupted.

Tomboy was instantly pushed forward, her face and boobs pressed against the floor while her ass remained high in the air. The head dominatrix moved to the side, and one of the guards moved up behind Tomboy. And then the hapless heroine felt a cock press against her tingling folds.

“Oh my God!” Tomboy cried when he thrust into her, stretching her climax-tightened pussy out.

The security officer pounded that pussy for three, four minutes tops. Didn’t take him long. Tomboy groaned when she felt him flood her womb with his seed, and then the next man mounted, followed by more. She didn’t bother counting after the second man in that gang bang train.

Fortunately, Tomboy didn’t have to fuck them all. Nope. Lady Lovelace was gangbanged beside her. Even so, it took over an hour.

Thank God, Tomboy thought when Donald returned with word the van was ready to transport the slaves.

Ring gags were forced in both Tomboy’s and Lady Lovelace’s mouths. Both women fought it, but lost the battle. Then they were dragged to wobbly feet, and led out to a waiting utility van. The back cargo area was bare steel, with long steel benches on both sides. The two slaves were forced to kneel in the middle, while a dozen guards and Mistress Hypatia sat on the benches. Dorian rode shotgun.

“Evelynn, my pet,” Mistress Hypatia purred, wicked glee on her beautiful face. “Lick my boots.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the redhead whispered, still hot, sweaty, and panting from the gangbang. Her words were slurred due to the ring gag, but understandable. “I obey.”

Tomboy felt a pang of guilt. How long would Lady Lovelace remained entranced? It could be days, weeks, or longer. She really didn’t know. But then, she kind of wished she was entranced like that. It would all be so much easier if she completely accepted her lot in life without question.

Since the former dominatrix’s arms were bound the same as Tomboy’s, she struggled finding her balance as she bent over and thrust her tongue through the ring gag. Tomboy, Hypatia, and the guards all watched as Evelynn started licking the toe of Mistress Hypatia’s boot.

“Tomboy,” Mistress Hypatia said in a commanding voice. She caught Kelly’s eyes. “Bury your face in Evelynn’s butt cheeks, and eat her out. Lick her cunt and her ass hole.”

The vanquished blonde stared at the dominatrix a long moment, eyes huge. Lick her ass hole? Ewww! Her pussy was nasty enough, slathered in cum and leaking.

With a single, reluctant nod, Tomboy struggled over behind the redhead. She glanced up at the heavens, and then sighed gustily. Kelly slowly pushed her face up between Evelynn’s cum-slathered butt cheeks and started licking from her folds to her puckered butt hole. Licked her clean, though the redhead continued to leak profusely. A lot of men had pounded that pussy, and left their seed inside. It all had to come out.

So sick, she thought. But aloud, “Mmmmmgh.”

Once Mistress Hypatia was satisfied with Evelynn’s boot licking, she commanded Tomboy lick boot. The redhead buried her face in Kelly’s nasty, sticky butt and started licking it clean. Only, Evelynn spent a lot more time licking pussy and clit that Tomboy had, and quickly pushed the blonde teen over the top.

“Aaaaggh!”

“I love screamers,” Mistress Hypatia said. “You’re the type woman he completely loses yourself in sex, so you are easier to tame and train.”

The van rolled to a stop at their destination in the middle of Tomboy and Evelynn putting on a show for the passengers. She felt profound relief, and not just because it was humiliating. It proved profoundly difficult for two strictly bound women to make out, and make it look sexy.

They were dragged out of the van by security officers and forced to stand side-by-side between Dorian and Mistress Hypatia. A lone man greeted them at the house.

Tomboy looked around, but it was a moonless night and too dark to make out much detail. As best she could figure, they were out in the middle of nowhere, on a farm. She noticed outbuildings and white rail fencing.

“Very good, sir,” the stranger said. “These two look like real beauties. And, honestly, I’ve wanted to get my hands on Evelynn for quite some time, so I can say I’m sad she failed you and was enslaved.”

“She’s currently entranced,” Dorian said. He gave Tomboy a hostile look. “We don’t know when or if she’ll ever come out of that hypnosis, but it’s made her extremely obedient and pliable. I don’t think you’ll have any problem breaking her to the whip. This heroine, Tomboy, might be a little more difficult, but I doubt it.”

“Great,” he said. The man nodded at Hypatia. “Take them inside. Chain them to their beds in the slave bunk room. We’ll start their training first thing in the morning.”

Mistress Hypatia took both leashes in hand, and practically strutted to the house’s open front door. She led them straight to a bedroom, with four sets of bunk beds. Four of the bunks were occupied by sleeping women.

Tomboy spotted both Jenny and Whitney when the dominatrix rudely turned on the lights. The other slavegirls lifted their heads and blinked at them, squinting into the bright light.

“Hello, slaves,” Mistress Hypatia said, sounding so smug. “I bring you two more sisters in bondage: Kelly and Evelynn. You might know Evelynn as the head dominatrix formerly addressed as Lady Lovelace. Now she is slapped down, and reduced to your level.”

While some of the slaves grinned at Evelynn, Kelly stared at her two best friends. The three young women looked so sad. Life had taken a very nasty turn for them.