Execution Games

Execution Games

The leader of the Stiletto revolution, Catherine Thomas a Beautiful woman with long blonde hair an amazing figure and a face and legs to die for had called a meeting with some of her trusted advisor’s and friends.

The stiletto revolution had put women in total charge of Great Britain and was named after its leader’s love of spiky heeled foot ware.

Catherine Thomas was with Kay Burley a beautiful red headed woman who with another guest Gemma Chan a beautiful Chinese woman, they were top judges from the regime. The other member with them was top police officer Jane Holland.

They were not in a traditional business meeting room at all. Instead they were lying face down in a luxurious room on beautiful comfy massage beds. A male massage slave was in attendance for each woman.

Catherine to add a little fun for herself and guests, had had the massage slaves put in chastity devices 3 weeks ago when she scheduled the meeting, They had also been kept busy cleaning buildings where they had no contact or sight with any women except their overseer.

Prior to the meeting Catherine had Viagra tablets put into the males breakfast and they had been put into very small chastity devices, CB 6000S.

The males were put to work massaging them, Catherine was naked except for a very skimpy thong as were the other women except Kay Burley who had Black hold up stockings on her long shapely legs. She loved to tease men and drive them mad and fully intended to make her massage slave suffer terribly

Start with our legs ordered Catherine and the males all bar Kay s slave put oil on their hands and started to kneed the beautiful legs in front of them. Kay s slave also started to kneed her fantastic legs through her beautiful stockings.

The women all knew it would be torture for the frustrated males and enjoyed making them do it more for it.

The women chatted away and laughed not paying any attention to their slaves.

Catherine said, “We have been looking at the prison situation again. As you know most of the low level nonviolent offenders have been given work placements now and are making a contribution to women’s comfort and wealth, However we have a hard core of violent men and sex offenders who need to be dealt with,  I was pondering this for a while and think we should have some mass public events. Where women can enjoy the carnival like atmosphere as we dispatch the scum by execution.  But I think they should really suffer and suffer first as we toy with them and give them false hope, it’s so much fun.”

The women all agreed and Clare Buckley, the revolutions law expert said, “I think it’s a great idea. We can all relax and watch them suffer, watch them working their guts out for us. I love watching a man worked to exhaustion whilst we lounge in comfort for, entertainment. Ha Ha”

“Yes I love that idea we can make it a real spectacle with lots of games where the men suffer and we superior women can watch and enjoy it.”

Gemma cut In,  “Yes we can make them really pay before they are finally dispatched, I like the idea of cruel games like pulling heavy rollers or rickshaws until they are totally exhausted, or whipping competitions .”

Jane replied, “Yes I like your school of thought we can make it hell for them and fun for us.”

Kay Bureley glanced at her massage slave and ordered.  “Boy, do my thighs at the stocking tops the muscles are a bit tight there.”

Of course they were not really but she wanted to make having to massage her when he was climbing the walls in frustration so much worse for him.

In truth all the men were suffering, they had been denied for weeks and now beautiful women were displaying themselves to them without and mercy or pity. And they were all feeling the cruel CB6000s digging in.  The male immediately started to knead the silky tops of her stockings and could not help but let out a moan of frustration, Kay was immediately on it and kicked him saying.  “Did I tell you that you could make a noise boy?”  The male fell to his knees apologizing, begging forgiveness.

Kay let him grovel for a few moments then said “Come here so I can slap your face boy.

The slave came around to her head end and Kay slapped his face hard first with her left then right hands enjoying the crack sound as her hands impacted on his stupid face.  “Your pathetic noises have upset my friends, approach them and beg for some slaps from them too”, she demanded.

The unfortunate slave had no choice and received stinging slaps from all the women. Catherine in particular slapped him really hard making him fall to the floor.

She laughed and said, “I didn’t sleep well last night and am a bit crotchety this morning. I made one of the gardening slaves lie on the floor earlier and really walked all over him in my new spiky Laboutins. I just love walking on men in spiky heels,”  she giggled.

Yes replied Clare “It’s so much fun isn’t it!”

“Now boy apologize to us, on your knees and kiss our feet.  I want to hear how women are the superior sex too.”

The male had no choice and kissed Kay s nylon soles whilst saying how superior women were. So much fun for the women.  He was forced to kiss all of their feet much to their amusement.  Afterwards Kay ordered her slave to continue doing her thighs.  The males were being driven nearly insane

As Kay s slave massaged her right thigh she ignored him taking to the other women then casually, and feather lightly, tickled his balls with The toes of her nylon clad left foot.  The male was in agony the waves of pleasure from her tormenting nylon toes on his frustrated balls were driving him over the edge as he fought his natural urge to harden.  Jane had her slave do her shoulders and back as Catherine had her slave massage her Glorious bottom cheeks fully on display from her thong.

Gemma Chan decided to blow her slaves mind and instructed him to massage her breasts which was total torture to a frustrated man.  Kay s foot was relentlessly teasing her slave. The high shine Nylon of her sheer stockings feather lightly tickling his balls was total torture for him. Kay knew it and loved doing it all the more.  Her slave could not stifle a moan much longer and eventually let out a tortured moan sound.

Kay pretended to be furious and shouted,  “How dare you disobey me. Fetch my Labutin stilettos from the changing room!”  The male apologizing profusely ran and fetched them.  Kay eased her feet into the 4 1/2 inch heels

The slave was instructed to lie on the floor face up and Kay then walked around his body so he could hear the clacking of her stiletto heels on the hard floor.

She then said “Get your legs flat on the floor” and kicked his right thigh with the pointy toe of her shoes, the male let out a moan of pain . Kay scolded him saying,

“Wasn’t it making noises that got you into this predicament in the first place?”

Men are so stupid and as she said this she put the sole of her right shoe on his hand and ground his fingers under her shoe.

Kay laughed and continued,

Noise equals pain, even a stupid male should get that.

And she enjoyed slowly grinding his hand under her shoe sole. Grinning into his face as she did so.

She then casually stepped up onto his thighs digging her pointy heels into his flesh.

The massage slave was frantically trying to stop himself crying out much to the women’s amusement.

Kay took her time deliberately walking up to his stomach and really digging her spike heels in.

Kay mused to herself,

Heels are so great for torturing men in. She just loved heels and using them to torture men.

She then stepped onto his chest and again really dug them into his breast bone, enjoying every second of it,

After 10 minutes of torturing him she eventually stepped off and laughed.

As your so weak that you cant put up with a bit of Nylon toe teasing Im going to help you, Im going to kick your balls hard so you wont care about teasing any more.

At this she ordered him to stand and spread his legs and drawing back her gorgeous leg, drove it into his unprotected balls.

The male fell to the floor retching and screaming in pain. As the women laughed.

The other males were moaning now, and it was decided that after the massage was over that the women were going to walk all over the men in stiletto heel to teach them a lesson , and for women’s amusement.

Kay forced her slave to remove her stockings and rub oils into her long legs. She scolded him for a lack of self control and told him.

I will teach you to not be so weak boy. Another 3 weeks in chastity and you will report to me every evening Im going to tickle tease you balls mercilessly, Im going to do everything I can to make it unbearable for you, and make you take it. I am going to have such fun Boy.

The male was in tears, much to their amusement.

The women all readily agreed to the plan , to have execution games and met up every week to sort out the details.

Carol Vordaman was approached about hosting the event and she laughed,

comparing, men suffering and being executed, let me think for a second,

HMM Yes I will do it ha ha .

Plans were made and on the 14th July the games were to take Place in the grounds of Alnwick castle In Northumbria.

Selected women from the Stiletoe revolution and women who fully believed the cause were invited to the lavish event.

Male slaves were in abundance to cater for the women’s every whim.

It was a really hot day and the main event started at 1400 hours

Women were already in attendance by 1000 and were sunbathing and taking in a dip in a swimming pool.

Next to their pool was a large 50meter round Pool with sun loungers all around the perimeter. Catherine Thomas was in attendance and a male was on his knees kissing her bare feet for mercy as she stood over him.

Why are you here slave she asked,

Because I didn’t polish your boots to your satisfaction Mistress he almost cryed.

Yes Catherine replied , you only had 8 pairs to polish to a gleam and six of those were not done to my satisfaction. I expect to see my face in them.

Was it the first time I was dissatisfied with your boot Polishing.

The slave really didn’t want to answer but knew he had to

No mistress , twice before I failed to please you.

At this carol Vorderman appeared in a very short Cocktail dress and Very High Red stilettos.

Catherine greeted her and said, “What do you think Carole , This is the third time this slave has not polished my boots properly,”

Carole looked at him and smiling malevolently said,  “That’s laziness I think he deserves a pool punishment.”

Catherine, replied  “I totally agree, how dare he not polish my boots properly!”

At this Catherine beckoned two slaves forward who had been waiting almost out of sight and they came forward with a wet suit and some straps, The male was forced to get into the wet suit and straps were placed around his ankles, knees thighs and his arms were tied to his side. Then a mask with anti-misting was placed over the rubber headpiece. Next Catherine opened a plastic bag and took out a very sweaty black stocking and place the toe part over his nose, The stocking was held in place by the mask. Then 6nch heel stiletto ankle boots one size too small were forced onto his feet. And fastened in place.

Slaves then were instructed to take him out to a very small column just sticking out of the water by the center of the pool. It was 1 foot above the water.

The unfortunate male was made to stand on the column which was only just big enough for him to get both feet on.

Carole Vordman explained his predicament to the women in Bikinis on sun loungers relaxing by the pool. saying no 67 is being punished for laziness in Polishing a superior women’s boots ,

He has to stand there for three hours, if he falls in the pool he will be very sorry, and we have a few surprises for him Ha ha

The women all laughed and cheered .

Carole Vordaman continued. “Of course he will be feeling the heat in that wet suit, and those boots look uncomfortable don’t they.  But to be fair he is getting aroma therapy from Catherine s stocking from her gym class, over his nose. Ha ha .”

Already No 67 was boiling hot , his feet and calves were on fire from the boots and it had only been 5 minutes.

He looked out of his mask and saw beautiful women lounging in skimpy bikinis looking at him and laughing. They all had their bare feet towards him and were propped up in comfort on their loungers. . male slaves were crawling around on all fours serving them Ice cold drinks. The men were not permitted to stand up at all and had to crawl on there hands and knees at all times.

Katie and her mother Jenny were on loungers directly in no 67s line of sight Katie was 19 and her mother was in her early 40s but looked more like sisters . Both had amazing legs and figures and long blonde hair, Both had been described as like Swedish models. Also both/ were effortlessly elegant and spoke with cut glass very posh English accents. Both totally believed in the stiletto revolution and both really enjoyed being very difficult and demanding to men. Jenny had taken Katie to executions since she turned 18 and both felt no pity or mercy for the men. They both enjoyed the spectacle and saw it almost like watching Gladiators fight to the death for entertainment in ancient Rome. Katie stretched her perfect legs and giggled.

It’s so warm isn’t it, I bet it’s nice and hot for him in his wet suit. I bet he’s really suffering Ha ha

Jenny turned to a male crawling past having served a drink further around the pool and ordered.

Slave my feet are a bit hot get that tongue between my toes and work it properly or I will have you whipped. Do I make myself clear slave.

The unfortunate Male had to reply.  “Yes of course Mistress anything you say mistress.”  Jenny glanced at no 67 and replied to Katie.

Yes he must be really suffering, I bet its torture in that suit, but it’s so must fun to watch isn’t it .

As she did so the male at her feet was licking between her toes removing perspiration from there. He was well trained in foot licking and had been made to taste the sweat from hundreds of women feet.

Jenny was enjoying the feel of a slippery tongue between her sexy toes. She loved making slaves do her feet. She watched him and no 67 thoroughly enjoying both these situations.

She glanced down at the slave tongue cleaning her feet and said,

I said work that tongue. Or are you just begging me to have you whipped.

The slave whimpered and said

No Mistress Please Mistress I will work harder and re doubled his efforts forcing his tongue in between her toes.

Jenny loved it, she loved making them give that extra effort, to work their guts out for her, It was so much fun.

No 67 was now 30 minutes into his punishment and the heat was getting to him his feet were numb and his legs were like jelly and he wobbled, only just managing to stay on his column.

Carole Vordaman who was now on a sun lounger with two male slaves one on her left foot and one on her right sucking her toes for her pleasure.

Carole laughing into a microphone she had in her hand and said.  “Oh dear was that a wobble, who thinks he needs some incentive to try harder?”

The women all cheered and laughed knowing it would be something bad for him.

Carole continued.  “Ok slave 67 we are going to help you try harder” and at this she pressed a little remote control button and out of sight of no 67 a gate opened and two large hungry sharks entered the pool. The women all laughed and cheered.

Katie pointed to the sharks and laughed saying, “Look mummy two sharks that’s so funny!”

No. 67 saw the sharks as they came into view as they circled the pool and almost wet himself.

Katie was laughing and said to Jenny, “I hope he doesn’t fall in too soon I want to watch him suffer much more first, don’t you”

Jenny laughed, “Oh I think he will try very hard not to fall in now. And the heat in that wet suit and the pain in his feet and legs will only get worse. I hope he is really scared. Ha Ha

No 67 was petrified and fought to stay on his feet. He must last another two hours he had to.

Jenny cheered and said, “Katie it’s just so much fun being a woman since the stiletto revolution. Can you imagine his fear and pain it’s just so much fun watching him!”

Katie giggled.

I hope it’s totally mind fucking him seeing us women enjoying ourselves as he suffers. It just makes me want to lounge about in comfort even more just to rub it in! ha ha”

At this she Kicked a passing slave and said, “2 ice cold drinks and Don’t keep me waiting unless you want your feet caned nice and hard.”

The slave crawled off as fast as he could and returned with 2 glasses of very child water.

Katie kept him waiting for about a minute and then glanced at her Cartier Ballon Blue watch and said,  “You dawdled didn’t you”,

The slave begged, “No please mistress I went as fast as I could!” ,

Katie continued,  “It took you 4 ½ minutes to fetch my drinks . I think 2 was plenty. You were just begging for a foot caning and I’m going to watch it being done later.  I was going to ask for a dozen strokes but as you didn’t admit your offence I’m increasing it to thirty strokes. Report to me once the entertainment has finished.”

Meanwhile No 67 was in real pain and so hot and was trying desperately to get some comfort.

He looked out and could see the delight and glee on the faces of the women watching his plight. Why, why were they so evil he thought…

After an hour no 67 was nearly delirious with the heat and pain and Carol Vordaman decided to up the ante she announced.

“No 67 looks very hot I think we should be kind and hose him”, Gemma and Clare each appeared with fire hoses and turned them on a little.  Gemma at first just sprayed some in the air so it landed on him and he got a bit of relief from it and thought he was actually getting pity then they both started to turn their hoses on him.

No 67 was struggling to balance and was taking tiny steps on his column frantically trying to keep his balance as the women on loungers laughed at him.

Jenny laughed, “Look at him dance, imagine his sheer desperation, so much fun to watch!”

Then they both turned their hoses on him and toyed with him laughing at his attempts to stay on his column.

They tormented him for a while and then stopped. No 67 thought it was over but 1 minute later they both turned the power of the hoses up and he couldn’t hold out any longer and sploosh in he went.  No. 67 tried desperately to swim but the sharks were onto him in a second, and one grabbed a leg and the other his torso. The ladies all cheered as the sharks finished him off.

Jenny was almost crying with laughter.  “Did you see him trying to swim ha ha ha .”

5 minutes later as the sharks feasted, the slow drinks slave approached Katie and she ordered, “Go and fetch an overseer.”

The slave crawled off and came back with Alexis a beautiful red head in a short skirt crop top stockings and heels.

Katie smiled at Alexis and said to the slave, “Explain why you’re on punishment.”

The slave explained that he had taken too long fetching the drinks ,

Katie smirking pouted and when I challenged him he tried to deny it.

Alexis immediately slapped the slaves face saying

How dare you question a woman.

Katie smiled an evil smile and said, Could you give him 30 please

Alexis fully approved.

Katie added “Before you start, Slave has a request he is going to beg you, to grovel to you, not to be lenient, he’s going to really grovel and kiss your feet.”

The slave couldn’t believe it, how could she be such a bitch.

He had no choice and started pleading for the thing he hated most a severe no mercy beating.

Alexis was loving it as he licked her patent leather red shoes and begged her.

“Kiss her feet now”, ordered Katie.

The slave immediately showered kisses onto her stocking covered feet. Bring a laugh from the women.

Alexis let him grovel for 5 minutes then eased her right shoe off and ordered him to lick her nylon feet as they were getting hot. The slave had no choice but to lave his tongue up and down her perspiring soles.

Alexis clapped her hands and slaves brought a Bastinado frame for her as the slave licked at her feet.

When Alexis was ready she had the slave lye on his front with his legs bent up at 90 degrees. His feet were tied to a metal upright on the frame which was adjusted to come up to his ankles, His two big toes were tied together so his feet were immobile.

Alexis swished a 3 foot dragon cane through the air to jangle his nerves before asking.

Slave what did you beg me for.

The slave really didn’t want to reply but said.

No leniency Mistress,

Ah yes that was it replied Alexis.

She continued.

This is really going to hurt, you know that don’t you.

At that she took up a stance to the side of him , drew her arm back and swish splat the cane landed on his unprotected bare foot.

The male at first quivered like he had been given and electric shock and then let out a bellow of pure agony.

Alexis on the other hand was loving it. As was Katie and Jenny.

Both were encouraging her by shouting,  “lay the strokes on good and hard!” and words to that effect.

Alexis drew the cane back again and swish splat she caned his feet again. He bellowed again.

“Two” Alexis announced “only 28 to go!”

By 5 the slave was begging and pleading for mercy.  Katie was laughing at him and jenny had a big smile on her face as he suffered.  By 10 he had bellowed himself almost horse but was still begging for mercy.

Alexis stopped and took her stockings off. She ordered the slave to open his mouth and stuffed her one sweaty stocking into his mouth and tied it in place with the other.

“Ok where were we, 5 I think wasn’t it?” she giggled and swish splat she landed another hard stroke onto his feet. “Only 25 to go slave!” she giggled.

Alexis loved caning feet. She knew it was agony for the male suffering it. She looked to aim for the soft soles by the arch to cause maximum pain.

At 15 the slave was almost demented with pain and Katie put her hand up to stop Alexis for a second ,

Alexis sauntered over to stand by the slaves face and said,  “I bet you are sorry for keeping me waiting boy, well your half way through your punishment when your finished you are going to beg Mummy and me for forgiveness, it’s going to involve a lot of foot licking and kissing or I may get Alexis to repeat the punishment , she then laughed in his face and sat back down on her lounger and said, “Please continue Alexis…”

By one O’clock the ladies had all gone to change for the main events, The slow slave was well punished and was back crawling around serving women.

The women once changed sat in skirts and blouses stockings and high heeled sandals on a large veranda, or decked area about a meter above the floor, with tables and comfy chairs, the tables were set so that the women could look out over a field with a 4 hundred meter track around it, The track was made of 6inches of very fine sand and was 10 meters wide.

Carol Vordaman announced,

Ladies for your entertainment we have roller racing.

At this a tall gate was opened and 6 naked males could be seen with harnesses around there bodies. Cart shafts were connected to the harnesses and the shafts were also attached to heavy steel rollers. On top of the rollers were women punisher’s sat in comfy chairs with evil whips and a remote controls in their Gloved hands.

As you can see ladies the males have to pull the rollers around our track 4 times, The rollers are quite heavy and the sandy track saps strength,

So as were are not totally heartless we have women riders to encourage the males.

At this the women all laughed,

Carole continued,

The race is over after the first 5 rollers have completed the 4 laps, The slave pulling the 6th roller will suffer for his laziness.

Ok let’s get the starter on.

At this a naked male was brought on to the veranda crawling on all fours attached to a leash being led by a beautiful Russian brunet Luieza.

A frame was put in place by slaves and the male Stuart was tied to the frame with his legs apart, facing away from Carole with his back exposed,

At this Carole announced. Ladies let’s get the fun under way.

Riders are you ready. The six women in the comfy chairs on top of the rollers held their right hands up

Carole continued “On the sound of the bellow start racing!”

Carole took great delight in picking up a paint ball gun. And her thin heels clattered across the veranda until she was stood directly behind Stuart. He could not see her as she took careful aim with the paint ball gun.

Carole wanted to enjoy the moment as she pulled the trigger and the paint ball shot out and crashed into his unprotected balls

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO AAAAAHHHHH

Bellowed the male as the ladies laughed.

At this 6 whip’s struck unprotected backs and the males pulled as hard as they could. The rollers were very heavy and the men struggled to start the momentum. As a result the riders shouted at them and whipped them constantly.

Kay Burly and Clare Buckley laughed and Kay said,

Oh my god I love watching them being worked so hard, its so funny. And they can see us sat up here laughing at them, it must drive them mad being able to see us up here in total comfort with cold drinks whilst they are being forced to work by women riders.

Katie and Jenny had gone to the end of the decking so they could get a better view. Katie was beaming with delight as the males slowly got the rollers moving.

Katie pointed at an overweight man already sweating profusely as he struggled to pull his roller and rider.

His rider was laying the whip across his fat back mercilessly. Katie pointed to Jenny and said, “Look at Rawdah, she’s really driving that fat slob.”

“Ha ha, yes she’s such an amazing woman, a real slave driver.”

Rawdah was a totally stunning Pakistani woman who was as cruel as she was beautiful, she was loving it. Her sat in comfort working the slave under her and was both determined and laughing at the same time.

The women were drinking chilled champagne and eating fine food . As slaves kissed or massaged there nylon feet.

The fat male had not eaten for twenty four hours and it was driving him insane seeing women taunting him by eating fine food in front of him,

Amber a Beautiful American woman was lying on a sun lounger propped up so she could watch the males struggling around the track her blonde hair Killer legs and feet fully displayed as she relaxed in a Bikini . She was next to Britta a gorgeous German Brunet who was also in a bikini. They had asked to sunbath and it was okd by the Top women

Bitta said in her slightly accented English

isnt it wonderful being in the UK now us women are the bosses. its almost impossible to get in now that our superior sex is in charge.

Amber flexed her elegant toes and laughed.

I have always enjoyed being such a bitch I just love it. We are relaxing here in comfort as men are being worked mercilessly for our entrainment, men who have offended against women and will be dispatched soon. I love watching them suffer, and there’s nothing they can do about it.

Btitta laughed and agreed.

I know its fantastic. My last room slave was running around after me last week because I was in a hurry. He forgot to kiss my feet as a greeting. I reported him and requested he get 5 years hard labour for it.

I hope they agreed

Laughed Amber,

Of Course , He is a field slave now laughed Britta,

I went to watch him working in the rain the other day. I was in the observation room under the Glass with his overseer Katie a real strict young lady. Only just 19 and the men are so afraid of her.

Anyway we sat having a nice foot massage as he dug a ditch 2 metres from us Katie kept shocking his balls for maximum effort.

It was so funny, he was suffering just because I wanted him to.

I loved that he could see me in comfort as he worked away.

Katie promised to be a Grade A bitch to him for me and Ive asked she deliberately pick on him ha ha ha .Its so great to be a woman.

Amber laughed and asked,

Any other plans for him?

Ahh Funny you should ask that Im going to wait about 2 months then tell him if he grovelingly apologises to me I may remind the rest of his sentence.

I will have him lick my sweaty shoes inside and out, kiss and lick my feet , suck my sweaty stockings , after partying in them the night before lick my ass, all whilst begging me for mercy.

Amber laughed, He wont get any mercy surely will he?

Britta laughed,

Of course not, I just wont the pleasure of saying no, the enjoyment of denying him mercy. Just to watch his despair when I send him back for years of hard work, Its just so delicious mmmmmmmmmm .I just love the power. And the both burst out laughing.





Needless to say Rawdahs slave only managed a lap and a half before she needed to press the little remote control. Rawdah loved holding the little button down as it shocked his balls via a small unit attached to his balls.

The slave was dancing in his bonds as he struggled on . After two laps they were well behind the other rollers and just before the third lap he collapsed.

The other males were totally exhausted as the women laughed and pointed at them

Caterina a stunning Italian woman had won the race and her slave was covered in criss crosses on his back from her whip and was on his knees. The women on the veranda had laughed then selves almost to exhaustion.

Rawdahs slave was given a special drink of feminine foot sweat washed from ladies feet and water sweaty stockings had soaked in to revive him a bit. . Next he was taken to the centre of the veranda and tied down to cleats in the floor flat on his back.

Next a very heavy oak wooden door was placed over the male , the door had been cut down so his face and head were not covered.

Carol Vordaman looking gorgeous in a very short leather skirt black stockings, black patent leather 5in heels, and white blouse said,

Ladies for your entertainment this lazy slave is going to be doing weights.

At this Carol clicked her fingers and a male slave lay face down next to the slave with the door on him and carol stepped onto the first male, deliberately digging her heels into his flesh and then up onto the door where she walked about saying,

I like this its good fun. After a while she stepped of and gave a signal and 5 Amazon size beautiful women appeared next to the male.

The unfortunate starter slave was again in attendance and carol waved the paint ball gun in his face grinning. Time to work again. And laughed

She then sauntered around to his back and again aimed at his balls and bang his sore balls got it again. More bellowing. More feminine laughter.

At this Sharron navies an Amazon type 6ft 2 in blonde stepped on the first male and up onto

the door. She walked about a bit clacking her High heels on the wood and then stood over the slaves feet. Next Sarah a brunette got on and stood next to her followed by Maria a tennis player. This continued until all 10 women were stood on the door

The slave underneath started to go red in the face so Rawdah collected some saliva in her mouth and dribbled it onto his face .

The slave was close to passing out, He couldn’t breath and just before he lost consciousness Carol shot the starters balls again and after the scream of pain the ladies on the door stepped off.

The male gulped in lungfuls of air and managed to breath ok again.

Carole Vordamn taunted him saying,

Your such a weakling arnt you.

The women all laughed and Carol slipped of her right shoe and said.

You need smelling salts. Luckily I have worn the stockings twice to the Gym they should do the trick and she placed her toes over his nose.

I bet he’s enjoying that ladies announced carol, Continuing,

I will just waggle my toes a bit to create more perfume for him to enjoy.

More laughter.

Carol was having a great time slowly torturing him with her evil stockings as he was suffering his punishment.

After 10 minutes Carol shot the slaves balls again and the Amazon women got back on him .

5 times she took him to the brink and let him recover.

On the sixth occasion the women on the door all congregated on the door just above his chest and stomach.

He was desperately trying to drag in air into his lungs but couldn’t.

Carol laughed and said

Mercy or no mercy.

The women crowding around all shook their heads and carol slipped of her shoe and put her nylon foot on his throat just to make sure.

The slaves last view was women laughing down at him and carols sexy stocking top.