The Femdom Village (3)

Stacy and her submissive husband George had been allowed to live in the femdom village in Mineral, CA. They were both owners of a popular ice creamery and when they found out they were allowed to live in the femdom village, they were excited to bring their unique flavors of ice cream to the popular town. Also, it seemed fitting since after George’s infidelity, George had become Stacy’s personal slave.

The association had to approve the request of any person that wanted to move to the town. The requirements were not only were they suppose to practice the femdom lifestyle but they also had to contribute to the community. The dominant ladies of the association recognized the positive contribution the ice cream parlor would make to the community and decided to give the couple permission to move. The couple bought a coffee shop that they planned on remodeling as an ice cream parlor and planned on living on the second floor of the coffee shop in a vacant apartment.
Stacy would manage the business while George, her submissive husband, would make the ice cream at night. Stacy decided to hire a couple of very attractive young men to work as waiters in that establishment. “I thought I would be your waiter,” George said but Stacy slapped her submissive husband and said, “Don’t worry, I have a job for you, you won’t have to wait tables dear,” said Stacy proudly. In the early morning, she showed her submissive husband his new job. He would pull the ice cream cart around town like a rickshaw, Elenor, the college student Stacy hired who was the mayor’s niece and looking for part-time work during her summer vacation would assist in selling ice cream and promoting the store.

The two ladies put George on his knees and placed a bridle on his head and hooked him to the front of the cart as if he were a donkey pulling the cart while the two waiters loaded the cart with ice cream. The cart had an umbrella and a seat so Elenor could sit and guide George around town. Finally, they attached a container on the side of George’s head that had a sticker saying, “Tips are welcome.” “You better hope the container is full of tips when you return dear, ” Stacy said, stroking the shaven head of her submissive husband.
“Do you need any help with him?” Stacy asked the young woman, “Nope, my specialty is female domination of submissives with pony play,” said Elenor, very sure of herself. Just before noon, Elenor mounted the cart and guided George through the streets of the town, sitting down holding the reins with one hand and while the other hand held a whip which she used to lash the submissive husband. They got halfway through the town when a female police officer stopped them. “Name and registration please?” Elenor showed her the documents and the female police officer reviewed it on a tablet she was carrying and then took a scanner and scanned the barcode on the collar around George’s neck.

“Looks like everything is in order, you know I have to check all our new community members” said the police, caressing George’s buttocks and then giving him a slap on one of his cheeks. “Give me a vanilla ice cream cone please,” she said while she looked at George. The chastity belt you have comes with a urethral tube. You must have done something really bad,” she said chuckling while she stroked George’s testicles, “Your wife did the right thing giving permission to mistreat you,” she said while Elenor looked at her amused.
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