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The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 4b – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part a*

**Barry didn’t ask me again and dragged me and Molly to the empty billiard room she locked up. She jumped on the table, legs wide apart.**

**”Pray tell me,” she said. “What is the name of the erotic comic book by Jean-Pierre Gibrat and Francis Leroi which is the adaptation of a famous story for children?” Some possibilities appeared in front of her legs. I didn´t need much time so I just pushed the “Pi-nocchia”. Anthony showed me it two or three times when he made me kneel in the corner and wanted to walk in on me in the reading of page that would make me wet.**

**Molly took the right answer as a cue in her secret mafia hideout. She sang a wordless ode, and made her legs flexible but arms even more so. She touched Barry´s arms, slightly, unmoving otherwise but with her eyes that were supposedly telling the guy in the room that she has a much, much bigger erotic fantasy than he does. She moved further and caressed lines of the trousers on her butt, then started to remove her top. She folded it in the half first, so I could see that for her slim figure she possesses unexpectedly full breasts, though this made me jealous of the virtual character, not aroused.** Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 3b – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Dubcon] [Les] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part A*

*”I´ve felt your mojo, son, and it permeates my members. While I was laying next to your mother, I could have sworn I heard Nicole on that pillow, screaming in satisfaction. Well, she is repaying it to you,” Mr. Yoon said. He and Peter did high five. They had no reservations about us in the kitchen understanding their manly dialogue. Mrs. Yoon was working as a wind, bending her figure in the same black apron with white lacing as I was wearing. Thanks to our combined strength, we baked a full sheet of elephant-shaped cookies and put cranberry spread on them.*

*”We are exchanging our men today,” Mrs.Yoon said and gave me a dish for her husband. I was stepping behind her on the way to the sitting room. We bowed, and I passed my load to an excited old man.*

*”Very good, girl,” Mr. Yoon said after eating two cookies. “I would never forbid Peter from sharing the bed with you.”*

*”No,” I laughed. ” That is the modern´s wife privilege and an instrument of power.”*

*Mr. Yoon sniffed. “When a wife is talking about her power, she is robbing her husband.”* Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 3a – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Dubcon] [Les] [Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

I was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing only a scrappy piece of clothing that wasn´t in the picture – the black thong with glittering daisy bloom on the broader side.

Patricia looked over my shoulder and gave a long whistle as if my boobs could compare favorably with hers.

“Your innocence is deceitful, Nicole,” she said. “Mr. White is scattershot that he hasn´t sent you the gown, just some minisculities, but I think he is sewing the finest wedding dress.”

“And I would be making the groom suite? My soon-to-be mother-in-law has done all the work. I won´t leave the side of her son!”

Patricia opened the green lipstick, a second item White passed on, to be received by the hand he asked for in marriage.

“I will draw you little waves. Let him not get tired of you.”

“And I don´t wish that since…?”

“Since Paladins have connections and White shouldn´t overhear your fiancé´s first name. Trying to look like your mind is elsewhere? He will search for the other charmer. You will be free of James but robbed of Peter, who in turn will lose….” She quickly spread her arms, fluttering them like a bird learning to fly. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 2b – Roberta [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Uncomfortable territory][Non-con][Les][Spanking][BDSM][Plot heavy]

*Continuing from 2a*

“Thompson?” I asked. “The warden has a concussion, doesn´t she?”

Johansson was of a different opinion. “She told me very quietly that Thompson and one man escaped the detainment station, and Prefect Green demands some heads. Thompson´s being the most wanted one. He didn´t order that warden to be decapitated, although once he will be told she let her stay at large…”

“What do you want us to make of this information?” I inquired.

Johansson dipped his head to the chalice of fingers.

“By this day you should have a good grasp of who is a responsible one and who is a stupid scandalmonger. Trust those who are worth it. People of quality will be watching out and will do everything in their power to dignify her, to vindicate her ideally.”

Kane checked on the graphic model she constructed for her holoshow. Was she escaping to fiction, confused from reality?

“Why do you sympathize with her? Did your grandfather kill a feminist?”

Johansson answered her with sarcastic laughter. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 2a – Roberta [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Uncomfortable territory][Non-con][Les][Spanking][BDSM][Plot heavy]

**Roberta**

“You aren´t getting any wetter. Not good enough for you, baby girl? Neither I nor Kenneth? Well, we brought a bottle of dyke-grease.”

I wasn´t looking at the bodybuilder, a piece of a man speaking and it would be testing boundaries if I acknowledged the existence of his beer-bellied buddy.

Below the lamp with the vermilion shade laid two bills, orange in the normal light. Prosperits I was bought with because my team lost.

“Grab her arms. She begs to be nailed, not nuzzled.”

The thick beard of Kenneth´s swathed my fingertips, and I would be afraid of lice if the grime wasn´t going to stink out the inner tissue´s recesses. Bernard, the iron pumper, pressed my ankles together. My nude form was manhandled to a wooden cross, lying askew between the bed and the other wall. The clasp of leather drawn tight could be called mild if one was previously lifted by… *Them.*

“You are a dyke and, what is worse, a teacher,” Bernard said. He sucked in my supposed fragrance. „You smell foul, but cunt is a cunt, and I wished for an odd dainty – the milf adroit pussy that is rejecting the dicks. And I must only add the coating.” Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 1 – Dorothy [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Plot heavy]

**Dorothy**

Gushing the smoke out and calling it quits? That would be an underappreciation of the cigarette.

Bitches are ill at ease in my presence and the dugan spices up the exchanges of opinions by the poisonous reek.

In the interrogation room, people infer the cig can give them owie.

The greyish smolder rises from the level of my lips over the heads of the whiney squealer and an apeshit mad dog.

I regard them. Accuser´s eyes aren´t giving away anger, maybe wariness. Nicotine verses go on. My smokey breath envelops the face of Harris, the co-lector punching bag. As she coughs, her hand grabs the teetering walking stick. Hehe, she smells with half of the nose. Most of her scratches are concealed by the blouse, skirt, and shoes but nothing less than a veil or the hood mask would hide cotton in and out of bloody schnozzle.

I draw the burning end of the cig towards the cheekbone of a well-preserved bumptious cow over forty.

“Saratoga Clarence,” I mutter. “Do you confess to this attack on your fellow inmate?”

“I did it and I confess. I feel terrible for being a nuisance but I still don´t like her. Nor the embroidery.” Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 6 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking][Nerdgasm][Plot heavy]

To read the story from the start, you can go to the prologue [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gd7eq2/the_princesses_in_the_tower_prologue_maledom_male/). The previous part is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/p62o00/the_princesses_in_the_tower_chapter_4_part_5/).

*For Afghan female soccer players*

**Zita**

The leather rule: When you are breaking your slave girl in, make a list of her limits.

That is not bloody non-biding counsel. Rather, I would call it one of the differences between noble dominance and common sadism.

I’m talking to you, rowdies in shining armor, who think I am your table soccer figure.

Hubert Graham was devious, bossing us who enjoyed being shot. Although I must admit his mermaid rule should have been part of the fluctuating game from the start.James White had no imagination. He sent a bunch of people to water again and… He made us feel for every flushed goldfish. The whirlpools one and two were tiny, shoving us aside from the interchangeable cubic meters of fluid. We were sucked to the big one. I was slipping on the wall of the gargantuan eddy, holding the ankle of Mrs. Brunkow and Barbara holding mine. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 6 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking][Nerdgasm][Plot heavy]

*For Afghan female soccer players*

**Zita**

The leather rule: When you are breaking your slave girl in, make a list of her limits.

That is not bloody non-biding counsel. Rather, I would call it one of the differences between noble dominance and common sadism.

I’m talking to you, rowdies in shining armor, who think I am your table soccer figure.

Hubert Graham was devious, bossing us who enjoyed being shot. Although I must admit his mermaid rule should have been part of the fluctuating game from the start.James White had no imagination. He sent a bunch of people to water again and… He made us feel for every flushed goldfish. The whirlpools one and two were tiny, shoving us aside from the interchangeable cubic meters of fluid. We were sucked to the big one. I was slipping on the wall of the gargantuan eddy, holding the ankle of Mrs. Brunkow and Barbara holding mine. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 5 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Fingering] [Masturbation][Les][Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

“To sweeten the mouth, to stuff the cunt, these are the subjects of today’s philosophical picnic.”

Carl´s hungers are intermixed and so is their saturation.

We two and seven other couples have made a delicious school trip for the social Lovemaking on Sunday. Heirs brought their mistresses to Uncle Tom´s Point to be enthralled by the Upper Falls. We are now cuddling on blankets, guys rummaging in the baskets. The air smells by nature of various distillation as I and Carl are gnawing on licorice in turns. His eyes are gleaming, brighten by the rapids, his left hand behind the front slit of my skirt where the black panties can be admired.

“Your lady’s storage stayed empty of food for ages. What do you think is the best thing I can put there?”

This is the trick. He doesn´t like fawning and wants me to give it a thought and stay on topic.

“Hmmm, you might be interested to know how herrings swimming in my love drops taste like… Although they say vag is unpleasant if fishy. You might add some garlic cloves. If you savor it gladly, I hope you will repay me by that Māui-shaped dildo you are building.” Read more »