Wench World is world of total male domination and the wenches are the men’s to do with as they please. Slave k was being walked down the city street when her Master noticed a new slave at the whipping post in the town square. Slave k was tethered to another post and instructed to watch as the wench was welcomed to Wench World.

The slave was tethered naked like all wenches. The posture collar was 6″ wide and made of the finest metal. Her arms were pulled high to the whipping post as her new Master tested out his new wet leather whip. With every snap of the whip the lashes were engrained into her skin. She screamed wildly like an animal as the end of her 30 minutes of whipping drew close.

My Master chuckled as the wench begged for mercy. Slave k was on her knees, dressed only in her posture collar with thick leather and tight tit ropes, collar and leash. Master instructed k to suck his cock as enjoyed the public whipping. Master soon shot his wad on k’s face and she began lapping his cock clean. Master left k tethered outside the shop as he ran a quick errand.

K wasn’t the only wench on the tethering posts. Wenches were everywhere. They were pulling carts, tethered, whipped, on leashes being led naked by their Masters, washing cars while in shackles, sweeping out shops on their hands and knee’s with the brushes in their mouths and their hands shackled behind their backs. It was a perfect Wench World. It was the Masters domain. A world like no other. There were Masters and wenches. Wenches had only one right and that was the right to serve ALL masters.

This day was to be no different for slave k. By the time her Master finished his business she had been whipped twice and forced to suck 5 cocks of Masters. Her face and tits were dripping with the evidence. Her master chuckled as he saw his wench.

He was in a hurry as the gala at his estate was that evening and there was much to do. This was the event night on the estate. Master jerked his wench along as they rushed down the street. Her tits were bouncing and her chains on her ankles and wrists jingling.

Upon arriving back to the estate, slave k saw that the estate was already being “decorated” for the gala. 2 wenches were hung by their wrists at the gate with their legs stretched wide with chains attached to concrete blocks. Their pussies were open to all. The boxes of weights were on display waiting for the guests. Each guest adds another weight upon arrival. These wenches were in for an agonizing night.

Going up the curved drive past the gates the pole sluts were being chained. There were 8 poles on each side of the drive. These were the pain slut wenches. They would be tied in various positions with wet leather thongs which tightened as they dried throughout the evening. It gives the honored guests a chuckle throughout the evening as these slaves become rather loud in their anguishes.

The doors to the estate house were decorated on each side with squatting wenches. They were squatted and chains run completely around their bodies. Their mouths were fixed wide open and could not be shut. They were the greeters for cum, urine or just a fast pump. Their discomfort was evident. Master stopped and urinated just to make sure they were prepared. He was pleased.

Slave k was drug quickly inside and promptly taken to the rotunda in the middle of the house. Master gave instructions on how she was to be set up for the evenings usage. It was a night that slave k would not soon forget.

Master then left that room night and slave k knew she would live to regret her disobedience earlier that day. How she wished she could be a pole slut instead. One of the lowest forms of wench-hood.

Slave k was scrubbed and cleaned. Then she was laid into a glass table that fit perfect to her form. Her large tits were pulled through the tit holes, her hands were through the 2 side holes, her pussy was pressed onto the opening for her pussy and her cheeks were opened wide causing the slave to gasp. Her neck was tight in the glass and her only face hole was where her mouth was. The glass fit so tight that it felt like a second skin. Her nose was so tight against the formed glass that she could only breath through her mouth. She had to calm herself with the knowledge that her mouth was the only way she could breathe.

The glass case was locked and her body began to sweat. Her breathing was shallow as the glass was so tight forming to her body that she could only take quick breaths. Now she knew why her master made a mold of her body. The glass table fit to her without an inch to spare.

Her Master came into the rotunda was and well pleased with the look on slave k’s face. He straddled the glass encased mummy of slave k and laid out his cock. He lowered it to her mouth and she knew to open. He grinned as he lowered his cock inch by inch. She thought she had room for extra air but she was soon to realize that his cock filled her mouth completely. She hoped he would raise quickly. He grinned and continued to go deeper in her throat. She began to panic and moaning loudly, her eyes begging, her body struggling to no avail. Master then told her… “Slave, you have shamed yourself and me today. You will learn tonight that I have total control over you. You will either learn or endure punishment that would make you wish you were dead.” He then began pumping his glass slaves mouth. Slave k thought she could not take any more when Master shot him cum down her throat and pulled out of his slave. She gagged, gasped and swallowed as her Master chuckled and told her that the night was just beginning.

The End