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PUNISHMENT
120 – Part 1, the drive.
Della Domina
settled back into the plush, luxury leather of the robot-driven Lincoln Town
Car and flipped open the folder from her Gucci briefcase. In it she found
details of the subject for the Punishment
120 episode she was to shoot for the huge-rating Sex Sinema
Channel.
The channel had been in
business for about six years ever since Congress and Senate, in a show of
unanimity unheard of when men were running things, had agreed to allow the screening
of raw sex on primetime television for the entertainment and delectation of
women in the United States.
The unanimity was possible
because under the latest change to the Constitution only women were allowed to
run for Congress or the Senate. Men had finally – well, six years previously –
been stripped of their right to run for political office or to vote.
Women had provided the
President since that Clinton woman had won the race for the White House in
2008. That had been 69 years ago – an appropriate hiatus, Della thought –
although soixante-neuf between men and women was now
forbidden by law.
Men, of course, were not
allowed access to any sex sites on the internet, or even the mildest of “skin”
programs on television. The Sex Sinema channel was
outlawed to them, except with the consent of their dominatrix-owners.
Della’s massively popular
program, though, was often viewed by the male slaves – “cocksluts”
as they were commonly known in 2077 – as a salutory
reminder of what could befall them if they dared wander from the narrow path of
male servility.
The change in the law had
been a godsend for Della. Until 2070, she had been a very highly sought-after
dominatrix in a Chicago house of perversion – well, that was what they were
called when men ran things, and while some old habits die hard, they were still
known by such names.
Men were never allowed into
places like that now, unless it was to be used as “whipping boys” by the likes
of Della or her highly-paid associates. Della’s main occupation was as a
dominatrix to “boss” around the ladies who enjoyed being made to submit from
time to time.
Most of those ladies were
owners of cocksluts, but every now and again they
craved the attentions of Della, her whip, her intruders – anal and vaginal – and
her golden nectar, both for showers and for “cocktails”. Della, though, was
upper range – she did not do “brown”, the very thought disgusted her.
Someone – Della thought it
was one of her richer clients – had suggested to the all-female board of Sex Sinema that she would be an ideal person to “front” one of
the channel’s new programs.
Della, a tall, not to say
statuesque blonde aged 40, had gone to the channel’s head offices, Mistress
Mansion, set in one of the ritzier suburbs of New Los Angeles, out in the
Valley. She had immediately impressed the 12-woman board.
It was not difficult to work
out why. She was an inch short of six foot. She was built – big DD breasts, a
26-inch waist, 35-inch hips, glorious, sturdy thighs, lovely calves and an ass
to die for, as the expression still went.
She had long, golden hair
which shone like a wheatfield in high summer. Her
eyes were dark brown, and gleamed in a sort of sadistic sheen when she was
doing her work.
After a brief sound test,
the board realized that Della had a delightful voice for fronting a female
domination show – it was dark, sultry and sexy. It could also be strictly
commanding, a perfect timbre for a front person in such a program.
As she soon found out, it
was work which Della thoroughly enjoyed. As “front” person for the Punishment 120 extravaganza, Della no
longer wielded a whip, although she featured throughout the show carrying a
wicked-looking single-tailed leather lash.
No, she called the shots, as
the dual flogging teams worked on the recipient of Punishment 120, now known by
its millions of fans throughout the New United States, simply as P-120.
But it was Della’s
experience at organising the whippings, her comments during the punishments and
her interviews with the recipient of the floggings, and the dealers out of the
pain, that gave the show its polish.
A special facility known as
Punishment Park had been established by Sex Sinema
out in the desert, across the border in Arizona. The place was well-stocked
with men who were to be whipped – there were some 50 well-built cocksluts, although only 12 were featured in a year’s P120
shoots, since each program involved six days’ filming.
That gave just over 10 weeks
of P120 shows, just enough to arouse the audience and make them pant for more.
The other 38 cocksluts were used in more Sex Sinema
shows – shows with names like Cowering
and Caned, Pissing for Pleasure, Broken in Bondage and Ponyboy Punishments.
All were wonderful shows,
Della knew well, but there was something about Punishment 120 that had struck a chord with its – mainly –
all-female audience.
One thing was its placement.
Sex Sinema’s channel was a 24-hour operation, but
while women were in charge, it meant that the workforce – well, the workforce
that made the decisions – was mostly away from home during the hours of
daylight.
Which meant that
P-120’s placement of 8.30pm on a Sunday night was perfect. Most women “played” on Friday and Saturday nights,
and the highest-ranked programs competed with each other on Sundays. And Sunday
night was “the” big slot to aim for.
The delicious Della had a
lot to do with this, of course. And her choice of
flagellators. She chose the women well. They were almost all, it goes
without saying, stunningly pretty. But they were a mix of types from there on.
Some were pneumatic dolls,
with big, improbable breasts. Others were petite. Then there were the extremely
popular body-builder types.
And they were racially
mixed, too. Some were pretty little Asians. Others were haughty, black
bitch-types. Then there were blonde-haired Amazons, and teenagers, some looking
as if they should still be attending high school. Some were more mature, what
men had disgustingly referred to back in the bad old days as “MILFS”.
All were extremely
proficient at wielding a leather lash against a naked cockslut’s
back, or buttocks, or thighs, or chest. Or
cock and balls!
The cocksluts
were also hand-picked, a chore Della left to the camp commandant of Punishment
Park. All were chosen for good penile growth, but circumcision or fully-fleshed
penis heads were immaterial.
Della, though, had a
penchant for uncut cocksluts. That way, their agonies
could be increased during the penis whipping segment of the shows, by having
their foreskins pulled back. But that was simply her own
personal fetish.
The cocksluts
ranged from young – 16 or 17 – up to late 50s. Some were blonde, “pretty boys”.
Others were blacks. Most were caucasians. Della
preferred the Germanic, blonde types, but the cockslut’s
reaction to the whips were more important than body
types. High-pitched “screamers” were very popular and a good flow of tears was
essential, too.
So it was with interest that
she opened the folder and scanned the sheet before her. As she did so, Della
pulled up her brief, red rubber miniskirt, revealing her naked pussy, a signal
for her production assistant, Karla Conway, to go down on her.
Karla, a dark-haired,
sun-bronzed beauty, had been chosen for four things – her ability at performing
cunnilingus, her glorious sun-bronzed body, her age (18) and her undoubted
production skills. Possibly, Della smiled to herself, in that order.
Karla started, as ever, at
Della’s dark brown anal whorl, a signal that while she was a sexy little
number, she was also keenly submissive when it came to her bitch boss.
As the expert teenaged mouth
moved from her anus and started to lave at her lush sex lips, Della glanced at
the sheet. This is what she read:
Punishment 120 – shoot No 8
Subject: slave Jason
Nationality: NUSA
Age: 18
Hair: blonde
Eyes: blue
Height: 5ft 11in
Weight: 160lbs
Body hair: totally shaved
Penis limp: 4”
Penis erect: 7.5”
Cut? No
Comments: cockslut Jason has been an inmate at Punishment Park for six
months and during that time has proved himself to be an excellent subject for
bondage and the lash.
His experience includes a
starring role in Cowering and Caned and
fan mail for him is still being received at channel headquarters. His strong
physique also makes him an ideal candidate for Ponyboy Punishment.
I think he will make a
superb subject for the rigors of Punishment
120.
(signed)
Priscilla Payne
Camp commandant
Punishment Park
(dated)
July 16, 2077
Attached to the sheet, was a
large envelope containing a color photograph of the cockslut, naked, his hands clasped behind his neck in
typical slave submission. His blonde hair fell in glimmering tresses almost to
his well-muscled, bronzed shoulders.
He had well-defined pectoral
muscles, big bunches of flesh, with dark brown, erect nipples. His belly was
toned. His thighs would mark delightfully under the lash.
His cock, semi-erect, his
foreskin lips pulled back slightly to reveal his piss slit, was thick and
glistening. His pubic bone, his cock shaft and his heavy scrotal sac were
devoid of hair.
His mouth was pouting,
almost in a sneer. Della smiled to herself. She knew his type perfectly. Before
men had become reduced to cocksluts and slaves, and
mere providers of semen to maintain the procreation of the population, she knew
exactly what he would have been like.
They used to call them
“studs”, she recalled from her history lessons. Many of them were practitioners
of the now-defunct art of “surfing”. They were the sort who would use and abuse
a woman, then desert her and move on to lust after and impregnate another poor
female.
Lovely, purred Della, as
Karla’s tongue began to work her closer and closer to her orgasm, I can’t wait
to meet him.
And introduce him to the
strictures of Punishment 120!
To be continued.
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