Sandra's First Post, mostly

Leering, Eating, & Frocks

   I couldn’t stop leering at Kayla’s large elegant feet and toes, bare in white heel sandals. I noticed my room mates were doing the same. We had dripping erections

   Hundreds of patients were eating heavy, fiber-rich, nutritious food. They wore simple one-piece, mid-thigh frocks in different tints of pastels and whites. 

   The frocks had round openings that exposed genitals, cinched with elastic bands at scrotum bases. A big, gorgeous Striper sat at each end of every table.

   Patients sat on fanny pillows, heaven-sent blessings for men. Then I heard wet plops, like a soft spring rain. I looked under my 16-patient table, eight patients on each side. Every cock was erect and dripping. The tables in front and behind me were the same – 32 hard cocks dripping precum from under frocks.

   Domina staff dined in a separate room, only seen by male staff and inpatient waiters.

   I was surprised at my hunger. I cleaned the tray and emptied the large glass of Male Milk. A Striper told us to rise in prayer. We gave thanks and devotion to Goddess amid a cacophony of farting, from wee dry toots to slabby moist blubbers.

Nurse Aide Kayla’s Care

   Kayla shepherded me and my three roommates to our room. “Supine on your beds, legs apart. Men need frigging after spankings.” Kayla’s oily fingers did their work with brisk efficiency. Within minutes, we’d all spurted long thick streams of cum into the vacuum funnels above our beds. A long nap. I was exhausted.

   “Fanny Display!”. I sleepily got in position. A gloved, greasy finger into my rectum. I farted flabbily.

   “Line up to poop!”. How did she know? Week 8 patients assembled in the hall, and went outside where we met our peers from the floor above. There were about a hundred of us.

An Enlightening Naked Walk

   Stripers, including Kayla, led us to a Welcome and Orientation for new patients. Naked outdoors, barefoot in the grass, flanked by two sidewalks with Stripers’ heels clicking on them. Three abreast in rows. It was chilly.

   The naked trio just ahead was stunning. Their fannies were enormous. Shapely, but huge. Bottomcheeks of every race (Africans have pink fannies), juddering and bunching and bouncing. Recently spanked.

   Then I noticed my own fanny. It seemed to be pulling me backwards. I was unbalanced. Unstable gait, almost a waddle. With every step, one heavy bottomcheek fell and juddered, the other rose and bunched thickly. They threshed against each other.

   And my testicles hurt. I couldn’t walk normally, had to bow my legs. I didn’t dare touch, or even look at myself (why?) but I could see other ballsacks. They were very big, stretched round by cum inside. Bright purple, the size of small grapefruits.

   We all had dripping, bobbing erections. Continuous flows, or sporadic lumpy gouts, or thick dribbles, some all in turn. The two fellows on either side were splashing me with slimy precum, tummy to toes.

Adult Male Shape & Gait – Sandra’s View

   Hi, I’m Richard’s worshipped wife and adored Domina. Our town’s Police Chief. I’m helping him write this. We haven’t reached our love story yet. Richard can’t continue about the ETT Clinic for a bit, which works out fine. A Domina is best qualified for this subject.

   We’re at home and I just gave Richard a smoking 15/10 spanking. The first two toes of my left foot are in his mouth, his fanny high and wide. A young Police Cadet is slathering it with another application of Salve.

   Oh, there’s so much you should know about us! But that’s for later. Right now, I need to explain Male Enhancements as they pertain to shape and gait. I’ll use my husband as an example.

   He’s three years older, so I obviously didn’t see him naked until he was 21. But I have 3-D photos and videos from his 18^th birthday up to our wedding when he was 25.

   Richard’s Mother and Adele carefully recorded his physical progress until our engagement year. Inspections, toilets and Toilettes, Discipline, strict loving care, everything. My darling doll then moved into my home, under the authority of me and my Mother.

Richard’s Body, Pre And Post Enhancements

   He was a naked cutie even at 18, before Enhancements. When I undressed him three years later, I wasn’t surprised that so many girls lusted for him.

   One of my favorite photos from those days shows Adele squatting between his outstretched legs. Gauging testicles with one hand, tickling erect prick with fingers of the other. Richard is looking at her toes in heel sandals with a cute mixture of lust and fear.

   At 18, he was darling even then. His chest, waist, and hips were: 36 / 32 / 32. Brown genitalia. Erect cockshaft 7 inches, encircled by tips of Adele’s index finger and thumb with plenty of room to spare. Meager cockhead, no precum. Bunched full testicles engulfed in Adele’s hand.

   Richard’s fanny was small and boyish, standing up and across his sister’s lap.  Each bottomcheek weighed 7 pounds.

   Three years later, his measurements were 36 / 30 / 44. Bright purple genitalia. Erect cockshaft 9 (much thicker) inches. Mouthwatering mushroom shaped cockhead (heavily drooling precum), with widely flared ridge.

   Over twice the girth of cockshaft. Richard’s bunched full purple testicles filled his sister’s cupped hand.

   The kind of prick, and virile ballsack, Dominas adore.

   Directly from behind, classic masculine pear shape. Hips jutting wide, deep dark bottomcleft crevice, lower cheeks hiding upper thighs. From the side, impudent thrusting heavy bottomcheeks. Each weighs over 17 pounds.

   Richard at 21 had the fat, shapely, buoyant, pert, shapely fanny every girl lusts for. Three years of frequent daily spankings had made his dear fanny bloom nicely.

Walking Richard – Charms & Challenges

   He walked like a man at 21, as well. He had to. Here’s why. And how. And why again.

   Genitalia: Richard’s prick is normally erect and drooling precum. His delicate testicles - large and virile - are normally round and filled with spunk. Less than half an hour after copious cums, they return to normal.

   And so, men walk (and toddle) in a special manner. With bowed legs, toes pointed inwards, and a barely-perceptible waddle. Their often-exposed pricks spew precum prettily.

   Fanny: Richard’s heavy bottomcheeks pull him backward when he walks. He compensates for that. Partly with a mincing girlish gait, partly by leaning forward. At the same time, he employs all the tricks he’s been taught to Flaunt his Fanny.

   Dominas can’t resist alluring men spewing precum, sashaying fannies with shameless abandon.

Elegance Academy

   Proper Walking, and other male graces such as Dancing (coupled and solo), are taught at Elegance Academies. Instructors are specially trained Dominas renowned for their beauty, style, and strictness. Young men attend weekly evening Elegance classes for years before marriage, escorted by Mothers, sisters, and female relatives.

   The two hour sessions are held in studios with chandeliers, hardwood floors, floor to ceiling mirrors, and a stage extending along one mirrored wall. A dozen or more couples.

   Dominas in elegant dresses and heel sandals, holding male hands, guiding by genitals, or middle fingers up rectums. Naked oiled men walking, bowing, and kneeling, erect pricks spewing precum, fat fannies juddering.

   Music. Waltzes, modern dance, electronica. Continual whaps of Instructors’ wicked straps on male flesh. Their lectures, gripping tender testicles. Constant male crying and sobbing. They prance, mince, and scurry tiptoe, genitals jouncing fannies juddering.

   Competitions, called “Promenades”, are regularly held in small, circle in the round auditoriums. (The same term is used for Sunday afternoon saunters, a popular diversion for couples in warm seasons).

   Unmarried men need Elegance classes, along with frequent supplemental instruction at home, indoors and outdoors. That’s because men have other challenges to overcome.

Walking In Public

   Like every proper gentleman, Richard is escorted on walks by a Domina – by me or another woman. For pleasure, appointments and visits, shopping, and so on.

   Leashed. By neck collar, rarely used for that. More popular is the titanium band (affixed at our wedding) around the narrow base of his testicles. Domina cinches leash around her wrist, and uses that hand to hold Richard’s.

   Domina wears a sexy dress, or skirt and blouse, and heel sandals. Richard is ringed at nose, ears and nipples. He’s been garbed by a Domina after his toilet and Toilette. (It was such a help when nieces, then Ellen, reached 18!)

   A nice shirt with long or short tights and mesh codpiece. Or a darling frock, a must for medical appointments and Domina brunches. His footwear might be flat sandals, flowered slippers, or Mary Janes.

   I have photos and videos of Richard walking outdoors with Mother, Adele, and family Dominas. Lovely husky women, arousing in their outfits. Cute Richard a foot shorter, genitals usually exposed and flaunted, precum spurting. Often, used panties in his mouth.

Proper Public Walking Gaze

   It’s hard for a man to walk gracefully then, considering his difficulties. But it gets harder. Here’s where it gets tricky. The most experienced men slip up.

   Richard walks with eyes on Domina’s feet (precisely like his spankings). Guided only by words, touches, and leash. No exceptions, no excuses, no mercy if he errs.

   It is somewhat disorienting. The urge to look up when Domina encounters a girlfriend may be overwhelming. If the perfumed stranger fondles his genitals (she invariably does), there is only thing worse than looking up at her. “Peeping” at his prick!

   Adele said it was years before Richard became merely moderately good at that. On some walks she gave him three severe spankings before they got back home. Occasionally, she was vexed to the point of Switches & Nettles.

The Crime & Punishment Of Peeping

   It’s illegal for men to Peep at their pricks in public. Keen-eyed cops are alert for it. Naturally, Dominas are punished, not men. You wouldn’t believe how often I caught those serious infractions on street patrol. My male partners caught even more with cell phone cameras, irrefutable proof.

   My male cops stripped and handcuffed women on the spot (the boys loved that). We took the couple to the Police Station. Domina went in a holding cell with other naked women (suspects are always stripped).

   Her man screams in terror, in rare cases had an “accident”. A volunteer Police Cadet carries him to the Mens Room, where he invariably does 1 and 2. He’s so hysterical, only a severe spanking calms him. The Cadet drives him home, or to a family Domina.

   Only Dominas can be charged with crimes. Men are their possessions, deemed legally incompetent and under their authority. When men break the law, their Dominas are held responsible.

   On top of the male offense(s), Dominas are charged with Criminal Negligence of a Man. No Domina escapes the indignity.

   Richard was caught Peeping under his daughter’s care when she was 22. He and Ellen were arrested, stripped, and taken to the Police Station. They were allowed one last embrace before she went in a group cell with other naked Dominas. Daughter and dad made it count.

   The women hooted and whistled as Ellen took dad in her arms for passionate kisses. They laughed knowingly at the reluctant parting. Richard’s erect twitching penis drooled precum like a faucet, Ellen’s legs were drenched in the sticky stuff.

   I was a Police Lieutenant by then, and came to visit my daughter soon as I could. It pained me to see her in that crowded cell with the other women. The rank aromas of stale sweat, musky vaginas, and female secretions were overwhelming.

   She came close to the bars, crying. I said, “Spread your legs, honey, I want to finger your cunt.” I did that to inspect and smell her fluids, which tell mothers a lot. But just as always, she responded immediately, panting, prominent clitoris swelling. I didn’t have time to finish her off, and asked a cellmate to tongue her. Oddly, prisoners get quite randy. The cell floor glistened with cuntal fluids.

 The Court, The Judge, The Punishment 

   I took my son with me to the bench trial. As is standard procedure, a Police Cadet had Richard at home on Domestic Watch. I said my husband needed a good belting as she bathed him.

   Evan was Sideways on my lap with a dripping erection, fascinated by the court people and proceedings. Women in formal uniforms and heel sandals - burly Domina cops, sexy Cadets, stolid Bailiffs and jail officers, court personnel, brisk young lawyers in business dress suits. A small, but busy, Crying Room on one side.

   “All rise!” An imposing African-American judge, black robe high above silken knees, black heels. We sat with more than a dozen other couples. The 14 suspects were nude, backs and bottoms facing us. Standing on a long bench before the Judge’s clear Lucite desk. A high spanking stool was beside it.

   Evan whispered, “I’d know my sister just by her bottom. Isn’t it luscious, Mother?” I squeezed his full testicles, tempted to take him to the Court Crying Room. But we had to see the whole ceremony.

   Each Domina approached the bench, stood on the Stool facing the audience. Newspaper cameras clicked, TV videos whirred.

   The usual offenses. Unsanitary male bottomclefts (cops do random inspections). Disorderly, disobedient males. Peeping. Touching. Public Insolence.

   The same punishments. Two weeks Community Service, nights in jail, strappings from Police Cadets before bed (galling to older Dominas with sons and grandsons that age, forgotten after several cutting strokes). Stern lecture on Domina Duties from the Judge.

I Pull A String For My Daughter

   Most Community Service is in Mens Rooms. I found a better spot for Ellen – a month as Governess/Nursemaid to the mayor’s spoiled 26 year old son. My daughter is officially certified in both positions.

   Before Ellen left with the mayor’s chauffeur, I spoke with her. “Daniel is wickedly cute and charming. Doting Mother wrapped around his finger. Shrugs off normal spankings. Since sister married at 20, no female can tame him. Stay with him 23/7, use all your skills.”

Ellen’s Expert Care

   It was the best thing that happened to both of them. First two weeks, Ellen was Nursemaid, suckled and slept with him, minimal spankings. Daniel drank her breast milk greedily, imbibing her hormones, pheromones, and other intimate fluids.

   He was put at Ellen’s cunt and bottom for the same things. She kept him naked at home, frocks in public.

   He gained weight, all fanny, which grew two inches and several pounds. The mayor was overjoyed at her son’s 47 inch hips. Daniel was literally intoxicated by his Nursemaid.

   Then Ellen became his Governess, as well as Nursemaid. Frequent ferocious spankings. Stern, strict treatment. One evening, Daniel was asleep on the mayor’s lap, limp prick in her hand. Ellen was tending to her own Toilette.

   She walked in, heels clicking. Stern voice, “Daniel!” He awoke, prick fast erecting in Mother’s hand. He had only reacted to his sister Darla like that. The mayor hired Ellen on a 3 year contract.

   Ellen treated her charge even more severely. His physical charms included a huge fanny, heavy yet shapely, which drank in Ellen’s Discipline. Daniel, all unknowing, had thirsted for spankings only his sister had been able to provide. She was the only Domina he feared and loved. Disciple and Dominance always  lead to love.

   Now, he had the same emotions for his Governess. Ellen also slept with him, did all his toilets and Toilettes, all his cums and fondlings, was liberal with breast milk and kisses. Daniel was inconsolable during the one hour of the day she had to herself.

   As so often happens, the Governess married her charge. That was some time ago. For years now, my granddaughter Darla has enthusiastically given her daddy more spankings than he can endure. He adores her. She’s getting married next year.