Elderly Woman’s Life of Cruelty to Men
The young man married Mistress Laura in hopes of outliving her. Inheriting her wealth would free him from the need to work. Sure of her coming demise, he dreamed of all the beautiful girls money would bring him.
Emory knew her only as Laura. She did tell him of her favorite kinks. Nor of his predecessors. Other callow young men who thought wining a widow’s affections an income strategy.
Mistress Laura took absolute control of husbands’ and male lovers’ lives. Greed destroyed caution. They all agreed to her least whim. Including being tied with rope and bound with chains.
Bondage marked a change in her treatment of husbands and boyfriends. Decades of tormenting males made her wise and cunning in the ruining of men’s lives.
She cast the bound men into a room-sized cage that filled half of the basement’s floor space. Privation not luxury was their lot.
Her prisoners lived on scraps, dog food and cheap canned stew. Maintaining their health preserved her fun. They had to beg for bowls of disgusting food and Mistress’ piss.
Mistress Laura kept her slaves in bondage. No man would ever escape.
She liked clamps. Black office clamps ripped skin. Her prey screamed each time she repositioned a clamp. The louder the shriek the greater her delight.
For corporal punishment Mistress Laura preferred a rose tree cane. It left pummeled skin torn and bloody.
The elderly Mistress had a lifetime’s inventory of cruel devices. Some commonplace, others obscure and arcane. But her taste simplified over the years.
Mistress Laura loved rope. No woman has been more proficient at genital bondage.
She looped rope around penis and scrotal sac. Tightened the ropes blocked blood. The fear of seeing his genitals change color almost exceeded the pain genital bondage caused.
Tight rope worked as well as an elastrator. Sitting in the cage the man would watch his scrotal sac darken. Delirious agony caused jerking and spasms. Mistress Laura tied the men to a heavy metal bench. Damage must be by her will, not accident.
Finally tissue failed, dead testicles fell to the floor.
She sometimes used tight rope to kill a man’s phallus. Such penectomies were occasionally fatal. Death was perhaps undeserved mercy.
Wealth, connections, the Femdomosophic Sisterhood, made disposal of corpses comparatively easy.
Emory vanished years ago.
While the preceding is written in the past tense, Mistress Laura is still alive. Still gladly making fools suffer.
* Much of Pote’s BDSM art is M/m. All of his drawings depict terrible male suffering at the hands of sadistic owners. Reccomended.