accipiter-magnus:

Each week, the Queen’s maidens must prove their devotion to their mistress. She is their only reason to live and to enjoy living. Their only pleasure. They have to remain chaste until they earn an orgasm directly from her.
Each week, they have to go under the expert hands of the high maiden if they want to remain in the highest caste of citizens. If they choose to surrender their status, they become servant of the nobility, which is lower than citizenship but still with rights.

One who fails will become a Servant of the Plebe. The lowest status ever. No right, no possession. Even lower than pets.

luisa-fantasyworld:

when her boss told Tracy he was holding an open house at the company on Halloween for prospective clients and important people, she knew right away it was going to be a long day for her.  He gave her a package the night before and told her to wear what was inside the next day, Halloween, but not too open it before the morning, and to only wear what was inside.   She couldn’t sleep the whole night dreading what was inside the package.

She groaned as she opened it.  The white bodysuit was totally sheer.  The plaid schoolgirl skirt just covered her ass and pussy.  She was almost thankful for the white over the knee stockings, at least some of her body would be covered, but the white 6 inch platform spike heels made sure that everyone would know who the office slut was.  Of course no bra or panty was in the package.

She wore a coat but could not hide her mile long legs on the bus.  More than once she felt a hand sliding up and down her stockinged leg.  She couldn’t get mad at whoever was doing it.  Why wouldn’t they?  She was dressed like a hooker, a girl who put her charms up for display and sale.  

“I thought I told you to only wear what was inside the package Tracy.” her boss said upon seeing his Lolita dressed secretary enter the office.  “That coat was not in the package.”  Tracy could tell he was very upset. 

“But Sir, everyone would be able to see me.”

“And?  Tracy even a dumb little airhead like you can follow simple directions.  But maybe not.  You’ll be punished later, severely punished.  Now go and entertain my guests.  If I get one complaint about you, your contract is terminated and all the money is due back to me.”

She held back a tear as he walked away.  The last punishment not only hurt physically but he docked her a week’s pay then he let her borrow money at a high interest rate to cover her bills at home but she seemed to owe more to him now than what she earned.  The more she worked the more in debt she became.

She composed herself in the washroom, touched up her makeup and made sure the smile on her face seemed real.  The next 12 hours would be a festival of misogyny.  Men groping, molesting and fondling her body, making her feel like a piece of meat in the butcher’s shop on display.  She would be offering to suck their cock, or offering them her ass or pussy if they wanted it.  At the end of the day, like every other day,  she would travel home feeling like a cheap whore and know she would be back the next day, to do it all over again

womenunderpunishment:

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