Author: Iantletoxx

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 3 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation][Noncon]]

**Jenine**

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

*I love the wool and my hands will weave skillfully.*

I hate metal chair and my hands used to convey meaningful revelations.

Detention closet has no window, it is airless, space so narrow they sweated cramming my ass, the murderous heat like in loathed sauna will drive the wooden cladding to combustion any minute, me writing 61th repetition of my line out of 200.

Yesterday evening this blasted Homemaking block was launched by us hurling laundry into washing machines and then we were harvesting vegetables, thankless task of obtaining chow for scroungers. Literally dirty job, as opposed to vigorously hanging washed stuff. We will took it down in the afternoon for ironing. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 2 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM] [Humiliation] [Masturbation]

**Zita**

Be a foal.
Now be a kitten.

Or perhaps a puppy.

Stepping on the floor of the BDSM playground means to replay times of childhood when we run wild with the revolving door of roles.

Lets play…

Some of us will never grow out of it. If we are bigger, we just sew larger size of costumes. In the bedroom we are the same playful monkeys. We can´t stimulate ourselves by the actual ray guns, functional magic and none of us has superpowers either. They are not necessary. Nerve endings plus fantasy, that will take us away from vanilla Earth to infinity.

I´ve met Anthony at the con. The brawniest audience member in the video games corner, he impressed me with his partial Latino heritage and that he called his father Dr. Robotnik. I´ve told him about my daydreams rich on surrender, on powerlessness, on strange, frequently otherworldly settings. We did not start right away, had dating in the nature and city like most of people. We used not signing our hearts A+Z, but A-Z. However, hearts are hearts, so we knew the time is right. I lied to my folks when I said Anthony isn´t alone when I went to his place and the non-video games begun. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 1 – Therese [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM] [Humiliation]

**Therese**

I am now a concubine.

The destiny I sense not only when I romp around in bed and as a reward I can snuggle behind Vincent´s arm, becoming another of his cushions. In the days after arrival I live as a blank slate accessory he is guiding and showing new corners of the Tower, sometimes… Sometimes are these too beautiful to exist in a jail, where they tell you the worst kind of women is the best. I can´t have enough of male company, when we are reading with them about trees on the sign boards in the park. I infect Vincent with emotion produced by squirrel mother with her young one riding on her. His mandate on the walk is enumerate his personal trouble and I am suggesting fervent lamentations along with thoughts on solutions.

They rearrange my soul to his mage on the cultural trips, small exhibitions of his taste in art and short excerpts from movies or TV shows he watches. The key is not liking it, but agreeing with him convincingly. Premises of the minigallery wouldn´t be out of the place in the Louvre.

Other parts are ugly as sin. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 5 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

**Zita**

I wish my textbook would burn!

The Four-winged Announcer of The New Androcentrism is the object we are instructed to cuddle like if it was our most trustworthy adviser and also bed warmer. Weatherby names all eight men who contributed to the text, not alluding to the presented ideas. He revels in underlining it´s central position in the sources of the revised constitution. The content we are to experience in silent reading. I am not allowed to discuss a single statement. Class was safe from the pure disagreement.

The first quarter of the book was dedicated to the fact that in the case of human species, nature has created the duality of leading masculinity and the supportive feminity. This is manifested in physical and mental differences and people must accommodate to these roles. When they do, the reciprocal agreement and willingness to unquestioned division of duties will follow. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 4 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy][BDSM] [Humiliation] [Dubcon]

**Nicole**

How do you know that they have control over you? Well, the first hint might be that you are doing your intern job, but suddenly they come snatch you for nothing, chase you on two floors and handcuff you. Later they will totally immobilize you.

These people have particular sense for letting person alternate roles, making her active participant in one lesson and mere object in the other. During the Homemaking I was planting flowers, then Holy Submission has planted me.

I had to stand in the tall crate, letting myself buried in soil and my sticking out head being blinded by the latex mask. I am thinking about my coping techniques, but I´m still too much dependent on sensual information and mobility that I currently lack, so I do what I can, which is breathing by nose. Removing of the mask wasn´t that merciful, as I was taken by surprise. Some men watered my face by two kinds of body fluids. I wasn´t yet at the level I could pretend to like it, but I was maintaining stoic resignation. The bastards weren´t lecturing me and washed me once I “savored” it and let me breath freely from that moment on. I would block the most persistent bits of stench with a single finger. Sadly, every one of them was belonging to unavailable parts below my neck. I happened to be situated in the front row of heads and I dared not to look sideways or back. I felt compassion by nature and the shared torment. Watching others would put me into shoes who like it as result of their good work. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 3 – Barbara [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking]

**Barbara**

This was a messy day and I didn´t know, why we must go to the class. There was so late already! Standing back on the feet, I imagined how they actually could hogtie us and suspended on something we would be taken in front of the bathroom. Am I supposed to think as a sadistic weirdo for them?

Tired or not, I moved energetically to relieve myself of the shame I was plunged into. In fact, I reported first for removal of the pig tail and felt indescribable relief when they allowed us to wash ourselves. We young ones looked ridiculous. I mean, big ones looked ridiculous too, but I could see them in a kinky scenario. They made us into plain parodies! Nothing today felt sweeter than saying adieu to “Throw away meat” over my chest. Still, being clean wasn´t enough. I tried to picture mom and dad by my sides, her with short and curly hair pushing the clarinet and coaxing the favourite tones, him conducting this exact wife´s work. Zita started to hum after me as well, we two have composed nice prelude to our first chemistry lesson. I have gave mom and dad the window ledge to sit, while I and Zita took the seats and chains in the front, which haven´t yet completely stopped making us uncomfortable. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 2 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM][Noncon] [Humiliation][Strong language]

**Stacey**

For the acceptance of perverts you need to be handy. The easiest thing in my case, it´s just the test that is bizarre in the execution.

My future plans have to proceed with caution, because The Art of the Holy Submission requires of us the minimal coverage of the body. The collar brought me back to the younger years, it could be nice reminder on another place. The strap harness didn´t have any positives at all, it is just symbolical ornamentation of my body, framing squares of the skin and letting everybody on a public secret that we are slaves for the enjoyment. OK, it covers my nipples, so that´s cool.

Along with my roommates and about twenty-five other inmates I was acquainted with the large sadomasochistic corner of the Tower. First we had a little peek of its own library. I recall only terrible giant photography hanging on the wall. Some harpy named Anne Desclos. Just above it is a lounge for lessons in the service. The main section is the giant branched dungeon, using the rich disposal of the underground space. The trainees were also for a dose of the fresh air in a special part of the park zone. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 1 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking]

**Jenine**

Quenching of my thirst brought me the satisfaction big enough to forget the bargain about my life. Now the sleep might cure me a little too. I was the last to go to bed and obviously I am not going to move an inch, just like Barbara and Ms. Kelly. Zita´s head with honey hair was retracting and ejecting for some reason and Ms. Hamilton was wiggling all the time. Yes, I was asleep just as I covered myself.

I woke up still in the total dark. All the dreams forgotten, as my usually are. I have seen Ms. Hamilton was rolling from side to side, obviously unable to finally rest. Others were deeply asleep, in fact, Barbara was snoring loudly. Even from my bed I could see through the window the distant line of other rooms in the mass of Princess Tower, illuminated on more than one place by the lights switched on. Was this time of the reveille? It looked too irregular for that. But then, would it be tolerated too much in advance? Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 5 – Zita and Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Uncomfortable territory] [Noncon]

**Zita**

Even if it was our last moment here, I wouldn´t rank the ceremony much high. I think 5/10 or 6/10 at the tops. Now, if somebody sprayed that on the warden´s door, would the attempt for constructive criticism be taken as an offence? I know, In any case somebody should wash the door…

Anyway, the final return to the room for today was tightened and chaotical at the same time. Me, Barbara and barely responding Therese were ordered to be quick and wardens explained the reason right at the start.

“You have an immediate curfew. Tomorrow there won´t be PE and you´ll have The Art of Homemaking. In 5:30 you go with us for your own breakfast and then you´ll join the cooks during preparing meal for our guests.” I was tired, but at the same time stressed, so I don´t know if my body will sleep at all, let alone with such a strict reveille. I must appreciate some progress, no doubt. Better be cooking and be dirty from the food than fighting in the mud. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 4 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation]

**Jenine**

The spirit of those, who don´t let themselves tyrannized, is always free! Therefore you must put a fight and you must feel pain as an evidence that tyrants noticed you. So I hesitated only a very little before turning room 35, the supposed site of love unholy in every way, into battlefield.

I was expected there by two sluts in their 20´s. Totally nude one was eating some hot rice at the table, the other one was just lying, decorated with giant shiny strap on. The great expectations.

Nobody had to remind us that we are supposed to obey, or we´ll be sorry and sore. I´ve counted on that, since somebody has to lead by example. None of us three said a word. I just went to that dull face filled up with food and after my best frowning I simply gave her slap with open palm, polluting the table and the carpet with the white muck. I lifted up the slut and then threw her on the floor, her nude figure now showing bent leg, paralysed in shock and also slightly twisted back, covered by brown hair. The events unfolding went quickly with me not daring to care. The slut with a strap on turned around simple switch on a wall just above the pillows and jumped nervously to the other side with the arms spread out, which made a short comical sight. The door opened after buzzing. Well, I wouldn´t think the bullies would be far…Trio of female wardens had obvious picture to behold. Straponed slut was now covering behind them, the other was crawling under the table. Read more »