Bayonetta's Abuse IV - Weekend At Jeanne's

Story by James Bondage

As anticipated, James will be spending the weekend at Jeanne's manor while Bayonetta is away on business. What pleasures and horrors await within? :42: :o

Tags : Futa on male, Female on male, Femdom, feminization, bondage, bukake, cum bath, leather, latex, rubber, oral, anal, rimming, gangbang, non-consensual, slavery

Bayonetta's Abuse IV - Weekend At Jeanne's

It was another bright spring day as James and Bayonetta made their way up the long walkway to Jeanne’s estate. The compound was well fortified with a chain link fence, a brick wall, a guard station and several guard dogs. James couldn’t help but feel intimidated as they approached the gate in Bayonetta’s GTO, but the guards had waved them through as soon as they spotted her in the driver’s seat. The warm sun and the smell of freshly cut grass greeted them as they made their way up to what could only be called a mansion. It was a huge three story structure with tall, Victorian style windows. James wouldn’t even venture to guess what Jeanne did for a living, but it was obvious that she was doing very well for herself.

Bayonetta was dressed in one of her elaborate black leather bodysuits, as usual, which made James question what kind of “business” she could possibly be doing after she left. She certainly didn’t have time to go home and change since she had to be at the airport in less than an hour. James was dressed in the same casual wear that he had worn into the countryside the previous week and, of course, his purple leather “SLUT” collar which Bayonetta was using to tug him up the steps. As they approached the entrance of the ornate chateau, Jeanne didn’t even wait for them to reach the wrap-around porch. She burst out of the front door wearing a costume very similar to the one she had worn to Bayonetta’s apartment, only this time it was white leather instead of red. Her humongous cock hung from the only visible opening of the suit, bobbing between her legs as she came out to greet her guests. If James wasn’t already familiar with her temperament, he might have thought she was some kind of hung angel; a compelling contrast to the succubus image that his mistress maintained.

”It’s about time you got here! Did you sleep in again?”

Bayonetta crossed her arms, smiling wryly “Nice to see you too Jeanne.”

“Do you really have time for pleasantries? You have a flight to catch. And you…” she said walking directly up to James, her cock rubbing up against him “It is most definitely good to see you again!” Staring into his eyes, she stuck her arm out in Bayonetta’s direction, expecting the leash.

”First things first” Bayonetta interjected. She reached into her cleavage and pulled out a folded piece of paper, handing it to her. Jeanne scowled, unfolded the paper and quickly scanned its contents.

”List of restrictions…” Her eyebrows furrowed as she read down the list. “But that…! What?!? You might as well just write NO FUN!” she yelled, waving the paper through the air and glaring at Bayonetta.

”You agreed to abide by my rules, and those are the rules. I’m lending you a prized possession for the weekend. You have no right to be angry.”

Jeanne was fuming, but as her long, semi-flaccid cock rubbed up against James’ thighs her anger was replaced by anticipation. “Fine, whatever, I agree!” She held out her hand once more for the leash. Bayonetta handed it to her and Jeanne immediately slid behind James pressing her ample G cup breasts against his back and folding her arms around him. “Mmmmm... ready to spend a few nights with a real woman? You cute little whore…”

Bayonetta gracefully turned on her heel and placed her hands on her hips. “Slut, kiss me goodbye.” James quickly broke from Jeanne’s embrace, bent down and planted a hungry kiss on both of his mistress’ perfect, round ass cheeks. “Have fun you two” she chuckled as she sauntered down the walkway without looking back.

“Goodbye mistress. Have a safe trip!”

”Hmph!” Jeanne snorted as she yanked on James’ leash, pulling him back toward her. ‘How did I become friends with such a cocky bitch?’ As she watched Bayonetta make her way down the stone stairs she couldn’t resist a little verbal teasing. “Hey Cereza! Do you know any doctors that are good at fixing an anal prolapse? You might want to put one on speed dial! Your prize slave won’t be so tight when I’m done with him this weekend!”

Bayonetta just rolled her eyes as she made her way back to the car.

“Alright slut, you’re MINE. Let’s get inside. I’ve been dreaming about that wonderful throat of yours since our first get together.” She tugged his leash harshly, walking swiftly back to the entrance. As soon as they were inside and the door was shut, she grabbed him by the head and forced him to his knees. “Get to work, bitch.”

Her fat prick wasn’t even fully erect and it was already 15 inches long as James placed his mouth around the tip and began slowly pushing his face onto it. Jeanne’s lar

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