Panties down and assume the positionsissy bitch.

Helpless Male

A helpless male accepts his Mistresses cock willingly.
What else are males good for in a female dominated world

Uncertain Times Part Ten

I lay in the arms of the tough woman who had dragged me to her room. Paula and I had spent the evening working as waitresses in what passed for the officer’s mess in the back of beyond compound where we had been held since our capture some week previous.

It was a little break from the constant sexual abuse we had suffered since our capture, reducing us to little more than unpaid whores.

We had served the officers through the evening dressed in short maids dresses held up almost vertically by petticoats so that our stocking tops and panties were exposed and our boy bits were easily accessible to the groping hands of the women we were serving.

As the evening had come to an end we had both been dragged from the mess by a high ranking officer to their bedrooms.

I assumed they were high ranking, the other women had deferred to them and their rooms were furnished better than any others we had seen.

So I lay in her arms; outside I could hear the sounds of the night from the forest that hid our prison from the world.

My skirt and petticoats were hiked up exposing my bottom my panties having disappeared, the top of my dress had been pulled down and my bra had also disappeared during the violent love making that had taken place

 I realised I had no idea where we were escape was impossible anyway any thought of escape had been beaten from us which along with the constant sexual abuse had totally broken us.

Not that this had taken long, the world we had been liberated from had been hard for males, but nothing could have prepared us for what had happened to us and the constant fear and terror.

 Who knows what was to become of us.

Rumours abounded of foreign countries ruled by ferocious Arabian women who would pay handsomely for white males.

There was a constant traffic through the compound of captured males, some being kept for a few days before disappearing to an unknown fate.

I felt the hard dildo of my officer nestle close to my arse; her hands were around my breasts occasionally teasing my hard nipples, sending ripples of pleasure through my feminised body.

I tensed; surely she would not want to take me again.

She had already used the dildo on me three times, pounding me until she came loudly her groans drowning my pitiful male whimpers.

I had the used my tongue willingly to clean her juices and pleasure her each time seeing her drift away as my probing tongue relaxed her.

My sole aim was to please her and hopefully life would be easier for me.

Surely she was not going to wake and take me again.

I groaned with pleasure and pushed back with my arse as her rough hand began to play with my breasts, teasing my nipples.

Yes she was awake and wanted what females want from males and there as no way I would resist.

 

Uncertain Times Part nine

Three Lorries roared in to the compound and immediately the women female guerrillas began leaping out.

 

In my pilloried position I could not see very much, but I did see four partially clothed males, their hands bound behind them, being pulled roughly from one of the lorries and dragged off towards the house.

The majority of the women having immediately seen us in our helpless positions charged towards us. Their minds were obviously set on only one thing and we were to be the recipients of that.

There must have been about thirty of them and we could do nothing to stop them.

Groups surrounded each of us and we were powerless to resist their groping and probing hands.

The positions we were held in by the pillories meant that our breasts were easily accessible as were our arses.

The tops of our dresses were quickly torn and our bra’s torn from us. At the same time panties were ripped away exposing us to the dreaded strap-on, that women wore, which were immediately put to use savagely pounding our arse holes.

I sobbed and screamed as were my fellow captives. My erect nipples were being pinched and fondled my arse was being abused, held in my pilloried state there was nothing I could to resist the horrendous women.

The noise of their jeering and shouting was so loud it drowned our screams which seemed to be inciting them to more savagery. In some cases fights broke out as one of them tried to push in on the queue to use their strap-on on us.

Even though I was in so much pain and suffering so much humiliation, I could feel my little peenie becoming aroused unbelievable that in such circumstances I could feel pleasure.

The torment seemed to go on for hours but at last stopped.

We were left hanging in our pillories I could hear the other boys quietly sobbing like me. Our breasts were hanging down naked and my bottom was so sore. Not only had it been repeatedly used, it had also been constantly spanked.

In our previous life even though strictly controlled by our female masters we had at least had many comforts.

To these women it was obvious we were just objects to be used for their pleasure and they had no intention of showing us any mercy.

Some time  after the mob had left us, Lucy appeared and one by one released us from the pillories.

As soon as we were released we collapsed on the hard ground and lay almost unable to move. We were all so distressed at what had happened to us.

The woman who had supervised us previously appeared and ordered us to our feet she wielded a whip to encourage us.

Terrified at receiving more pain we teetered on our heels back to the building driven by her as if we were cattle.

Once back in our rooms she ordered us to strip to corsets and stockings and get in to the narrow bed. It did not take long, our dresses and petticoats were in tatters, our bra’s and panties had disappeared.

She left us locking the door behind her.

In the narrow bed, it was impossible for our naked bodies not to touch and it was so erotic with our smooth shaven breasts, peenies and legs touching not to become aroused and we were soon clinging to each other in a sexual embrace longing for release which our tightly laced peenie sheafs were not going to prevent us from achieving.

We were lost in our excitement, the previous mistreatment forgotten for a few precious seconds as we both came together with mind blowing orgasms.

For a few moments we lay together in each others arms both wondering what the future held in the hands of these savage women.

 

Uncertain Times Part Eight

Exhausted from our experiences we lay on the bed bruised sore and totally humiliated. Even in the female dominated world we had been kidnapped from we had never experienced anything like the brutality we had suffered.

Footsteps sounded and one of the women entered the room. She looked at us scornfully.

“Learnt how to satisfy real women now have you.” She mocked.”

“Well get used to it because this is your life from now on.” She leaned over and pulled Paula’s hair dragging him from the bed so she was on her knees staring in to the face of her captor.

“You are prisoners of the liberation army and we take males to use as slaves.” She went on. Forget being ransomed your wimp husbands think more about money than paying to get you pretties back in their beds.”

“Now pretty yourselves up.” She ordered. “This is our base camp and before we send you off to the slave markets in the city you and your friends are going to give some pleasure to our returning troops.”

“I want you in sexy undies, stockings and very short skirts and your make up better be good very slutty.” She laughed. “My girls will like that.

She stalked from the room leaving us quaking with fear. This was a nightmare; surely we would wake up back in our feminine world cosseted by the women who cared for us.

A bedraggled male entered the room quietly.

He whispered.”There are some clothes and things in the next room, you had better come and get ready. I’m afraid the next gang will be back in a few hours and you need to be looking good for them.”

We looked at her hair all over the place dishevelled in disbelief.

“I entertained the last lost.” She smiled ruefully. “I’m afraid they are a bit rough.

We followed her in to the adjacent room where we were able to shower.

There were loads of clothes strewn around the room.

Our new friend Lucy explained that they were looted from compounds the guerrillas had captured or had been taken from captured males who had been sent off naked to the cities they now controlled.

“Their is a market for us I’m afraid.” She said. “Especially in the surrounding countries, particularly the Arabs.

She showed us where the make up was and we went to work prettying ourselves up.

Lucy had explained that we really did need to look good. The women who would be here shortly were totally sadistic. Any male who did not reach their standard was likely to be beaten to death.

We finally were dressed and made up. We had helped each other with our hair and make up and were both wearing tightly laced corsets frilly bras and panties, stockings and really high heels. We both had chosen a little black dress well above the knee with low necklines displaying our white cleavages.

The woman came back and looked us over disdainfully.

“Nice to see you high and mighty bitches can turn yourselves in to sluts.” She laughed as she tightly placed a leash around each of our necks and dragged us down the stairs and outside.

Outside we saw four of the other males from the compound also leashed. To our horror all six of us were lead over to a row of pillories where our necks and wrists were secured causing us to bend at the waist, our short dresses rising at the back exposing our panties  and stocking tops.

Our captors amused themselves by caressing and groping us in all our sensitive parts soon we were highly aroused and writhing in our bonds begging for release.

Suddenly we heard the sound of approaching vehicles.

“You will get your release soon enough sluts.” I heard a female voce snigger.

Journey in to Servitude Part 2

        I felt the room begin to sway. “What’s happening?" I mumbled before feeling myself collapsing in to unconsciousness. 

        I recovered consciousness, totally confused, lacking any form of coordination and with a raging headache. My eyes gradually focused. I slowly gained control of my senses, to discover that I was on the floor of a shower cubicle. With my arms suspended above me, my legs tied together at my ankles and knees I was incapable of movement. I was also stark naked. The cubicle was in a room that looked like medieval dungeon. Opposite were two cells with metal gates. Shackles festooned the walls and around the room were various benches and implements that looked like racks and other instruments of torture from the dark ages. 

      I shuddered inwardly; I was unable to move and frankly terrified at what had happened to me. In my confused state I could not remember who I was and how I had ended up in my present situation. I yelled hello loudly, but the sound echoed around the room unanswered.   

      For what seemed like an eternity I lay in my uncomfortable position, my arms stretched painfully above me whilst the cord tying my legs prevented any movement. I kept on looking at my surroundings, wondering what was going to happen to me. 

      At last I heard the clip of high-heeled shoes outside the room. The door opened and Sue entered followed by the maid. 

       Before she could say anything I yelled at her. “What are you playing at you stupid bitch? Let me go.” 

       She walked over to me and stood over me. The mini skirt she was wearing accentuated her long black stocking clad legs. Her high heels made her seem very tall. The maid stood in the corner. Her head down hands clasped submissively in front of her apron. I did not see her hand move so quickly to slap my face, causing my head to snap back. I felt the blood rush to my cheek. 

        “Listen worm.” She snarled. “You are now a nothing who will obey my every whim, you will never open your foul mouth in such a disrespectful way again. “Do you understand?” With that she slapped my other cheek. 

         “Answer me.” She yelled. 

         “Yes okay. “I stammered."  

          She slapped my face again. “Mistress you will call me Mistress always you will call me Mistress.” She shouted. 

          Fearfully I could do nothing but obey. “Yes Mistress.” I said submissively. 

          She turned to the maid. “Tina put a gag on him that will teach him some manners.” 

          The maid curtsied and walked across to me. She inserted a ball gag in my mouth, and then buckled the straps of it tightly behind my head.  I was unable to make a sound and was in some discomfort.  

          “Right you know what to do, get on with it and be quick about it.” Sue ordered the maid as she stalked from the room. 

          The maid walked to a handle close to the shower pipes and began turning it. This gradually pulled my arms and dragged me to my feet. It was obviously hard work for the maid as although I struggled to rise, my bound legs made this difficult and I was nearly a dead weight. The pain in my arms was agonizing as she hauled me upright beneath the showerhead. 

         She reached up switched the shower on and immediately warm water cascaded over me. The maid moved quickly to avoid being soaked. After a while, she turned off the shower. She began to apply a sweet scented liquid soap all over my body, which quickly foamed as she caressed my naked skin. She knelt and released the bonds from my legs. I had no energy or will to resist as she parted my legs and massaged my private parts with the soap gently cleaning my back passage at the same time. Her fingers pried in to my body arousing me causing me to become erect. 

        Suddenly she turned the shower back on again. Water cascaded over me washing away the soapy suds. The maid approached me again and began applying another cream all over my body and legs and then left me alone hanging in the shower with a white paste all over me. 

        After what seemed an age she returned and to my horror, produced a razor and commenced to shave me. I shuddered and my arousal disappeared as, she carefully removed the hair around my private parts. She worked away until I felt like a plucked chicken. Every scrap of my body hair had vanished. Once again the shower came to life and I watched as the hair and cream vanished down the drain. The water stopped and she applied further perfumed soap, to be again rinsed off with the shower. The Maid used a large soft bath towel to dry me. Again the gentle massage with the towel caused me to become aroused, my cock hardening and growing with excitement. 

       Suddenly, Sue was standing there watching Tina dry me. There was a cruel smile on her face. “My what a big boy we have Tina.” She said. 

       “I think we should help him get rid of that ugly thing. Don’t you? 

        Tina looked embarrassed and blushed girlishly. 

        “Yes Mistress.” She simpered. 

       “Well get on with it. Remove the disgusting thing.” Ordered Sue. 

         Horrified I watched Tina fall to her knees before me and take my cock in her mouth. She sucked and began licking gently. Immediately, my body responded. I thrust my hardened cock in to the maid's mouth trying to bring about release. She sucked and teased. My body bucked in my bonds until I came, pumping my cream in to the maid.  

        “Swallow bitch swallow.” Sue shouted. 

        I hung in my bonds as Tina swallowed my cum and licked my fast softening cock. Horrified I felt totally drained. 

       “Now I think you can repay her you male pig.” Sue dragged Tina to her feet and pushed her to stand in front of me. She loosened the winch from which I that suspended me and I fell to my knees. 

       She pulled up Tina’s skirt and frilly petticoats and pulled down her lacy panties to reveal a cock. Tina was a male. 

      I pulled my head back horrified as I realized what I was going to be forced to do. Without further ceremony, Sue pulled my head forward and thrust Tina’s Cock in to my mouth. I had no choice but to obey and suck. She pushed my head from behind and with her other hand pushed Tina’s bottom. I was powerless to do anything but suck. I was naked and at the mercy of a female maniac. “Suck you pig.” Sue snarled. I could do nothing but obey. 

      I noticed that Tina’s cock did not harden or grow very much, but his or her body responded to my attention. She began to thrust after what seemed an eternity, she or he shuddered and I felt a warm salty substance shoot in to my mouth. I spluttered and tried to spit out her cum. 

      “Swallow pig.” Sue shouted. I obeyed. I was in no position to do otherwise. I felt like being sick but fortunately was able to contain myself. I could not believe what I had done. Sucking cocks was something totally alien to me I was not gay and this was something that only gays did. 

     “Enjoy that did you.” Sue was talking to me. “By the time I’ve finished with you, you will be quite a talented cock sucker amongst other things.” She laughed and walked toward the door telling Tina to put me to bed, as I would need rest before I commenced my training tomorrow.

      “When you have finished come to my bedroom, I have need of your arse and mouth tonight.” She ordered as she left the room.

Uncertain Times Part Seven

Our appearance pulled by our captors had an immediate effect. The women gathered round us as we were lead towards the waiting vehicles and we again had to run the gauntlet of female hands groping our breasts and balls.

We reached the Lorries with our skirts above our waists. We were swept off our feet and in to the back of the Lorries where our bound wrists were released.

We were pushed to the centre of the canvas covered vehicle where we were place face to face and our wrists were shackled above our heads to the poles supporting the canvas cover.

We had been placed in very close proximity to each other so we could not help our bodies touching each other which even in our vulnerable state was more than mildly arousing. A fact not lost on our guards who laughed and mocked our efforts not to grind against each other.

The back of the lorry filled up with the female soldiers who sat on the benches on either side of the vehicle and with a roar the engine was started and the vehicle moved off.

I was tied with my back to the rear of the vehicle but Paula could see out the back and whispered that a lot of vehicles were behind us in convoy.

The vehicle swayed on the bumpy road and we could not help our bodies caressing each other, our breasts and cocks were soon tingling with desire and the women sitting closest too us were soon groping and pinching us causing even more arousal.

Helpless we pleaded with them but to no avail, if anything it made them more aggressive.

“This is nothing to what will happen to you when we get you back to our base.” One of them laughed. She pumped my exposed cock bringing me to the point of nearly exploding even in its tightly restraining penis corset.

I moaned with desire but she would not let me orgasm.

For hours the convoy wound along its route. The females changed seats at regular intervals so that the each had an opportunity to torment us.

All the care we had taken to tidy ourselves up was wasted. Our panties were around our ankles our tops were open and our bra’s had been unfastened exposing our breasts which were constantly caressed by our laughing captors.

The journey seemed endless keeping our balance on our high heels  as the vehicle swayed and bounced over the rough terrain was almost impossible and when eventually it came to a halt we were both exhausted and hung from our shackles like rag dolls.

The majority of the women jumped from the truck whilst a couple remained.

They released our wrists from the shackles but before we could ease our cramped arms we were bundled out of the lorry in to the arms of the waiting women. With our arms twisted up behind us we were pushed into a dingy building up some stairs and into a room with little furnishings other than a large bed which we were pushed on to.

The building we were in had obviously been abandoned, more proof of how un-noticed the grip of the female savages was growing.

We straightened our clothes and ourselves as best we could. We were both sore and exhausted. Outside we could hear the sound of more vehicles arriving.

We were totally terrified, we had no idea where we were, only that we were miles from civilisation, we had been beaten, brutally assaulted sexually and were in the hands of a group of merciless females.