Gynarchy Television Ch. 10 by sarahfamily222,sarahfamily222

I realised this was getting serious when the showed me the 6-figure salary plus a 7-figure bonus guaranteed each year. It was so much more than I had been paid at Channel 9. However, money isn’t everything.

I knew they didn’t pay such sums without getting something back.

I pondered as I looked at the package, they had left for me to look at.

The idea was that I would go out and about taking to women about their lives, how they raised there children in a gynarchy society. I would meet rich and powerful women with several slaves as well as poor women who worked in junior underpaid jobs. It was really interesting and I was hooked.

I lay in bed one Sunday morning with Kurt’s cock in my mouth as we sweatily enjoyed each other’s bodies. His hairy and muscular chest was in my sight as I lay beside him deep throating his beautiful member. I was getting used to his full attention, but I knew he had an eye for pretty girls.

I had suspected he was cheating for some time., but I ignored the signs in case I lost him. I figured with such a man it was part of the package that he would feel the need to chase other, younger women but would always come home to me.

I sat up and turned my biggest, sexiest smile on my darling Kurt. I was annoyed because he had his fun with me but wasn’t concerned that I hadn’t orgasmed.

Something snapped and I began shouting and accusing. He looked shocked and began to get up and go to the shower.

“You selfish bastard! You’ve had your fucking cock sucked and now you don’t care about my feelings. I bet the young whore you are seeing gets your full attention, fucker.”

“What do you mean honey? I am not cheating on you, you are too hot for that. I would never risk what we have for some whore, as you so nicely out it.”

He came back and kissed me. He rolled me over and guided his cock into my secret place and I had the greatest orgasm of my life!

Six months later I am the hot new star of Channel 667.

At home I am looking at Adam’s red raw bottom. I have just whipped him for being rude to Kurt. He had been told that Kurt’s best friend Danny was visiting and, as he is gay, he will need Adam to entertain him while he is here. Adam said he wasn’t gay or bisexual and didn’t want to suck cock, because that is what Kurt meant by “entertain him.”

Kurt told me what had happened and so I punished Adam severely.

“Adam, you know full well that when the Master wants you to be nice to his friends then that is what you must do. Anyways I am told by another of Kurt’s gay friends, Zak, that you are every good at cocksucking. So, What’s the problem with sucking Danny’s lovely cock?”

“I am sorry, goddess. But I am not gay, don’t want to be gay. I love women. I hate cocksucking!”

“Aww poor baby. Did the cruel Master make you do something you don’t want to do? Is that what has happened her?”

“Yes, goddess (Adam bursts into tears and sobs at my feet) sorry goddess.”

“What happened when Danny arrived and Kurt told you to please him?”

“Goddess, I pleased him.”

“Well, that is good. Well done you. Do you understand why I whipped you?”

“Yes goddess, I complained to Master before Danny arrived. That was wrong, I am sorry.”

“Did you enjoy Danny’s cock?”

“Well goddess, it was ok. But I am not gay.”

I laughed and told Adam to dry his eyes and get on with his chores.

In bed that night with Kurt, I told him what happened with Adam.

“Honey, you know Adam isn’t gay. He did as you told him but I am not happy that he did it, you know? I know it doesn’t matter what he likes or doesn’t like, but he is my sissy husband and I don’t like that he sucked cock, ok?”

“But you whipped him for refusing, I am confused.”

“That was discipline, honey. He mustn’t argue about an order. He sobbed after I whipped him.”

“Ok, I’ll not insist he entertains my gay friends. I promise. But he was quite enthusiastic with Danny. He didn’t even hesitate,”

Danny, apparently was talking to Kurt as Adam knelt in front of him. He pointed at the zip on his jeans and Adam undid it and helped him pull them down. Adam then went into Danny’s boxers and gripped his swollen, veiny, huge cock. He kissed and licked and deep throated it enthusiastically.

Even after being told this I was not happy, I want my Adam to be my sissy boy, only enthusiastic for my pussy.

For my first show on Channel 667 I wore a blue pant suit with diamanté splashes all over and matching blue heels. I had left Channel 9 amicably, which surprised me. They even offered me a guest slot on one of their late-night shows. I was given a leaving gift, and warm farewells.

Kurt thought they were pleased I had gone without a fuss, which may be true.

Linda, my producer on the Gynarchy Slave Show remains a close friend, she was here last week for lunch, which Adam served so daintily.

5..4..3..2..1 Live….”Good evening and welcome to Channel 667’s Late Show, with me Sarah Sullivan. Tonight, we have a demonstration of whipping by a woman I know well and who is an expert on the training of sissy slaves, Annabelle Khan.”

I walk over to a large chesterfield and sit down. It is so low that it shows my long legs really well. Annabelle is already seated, dressed in a pretty white dress, with a slave called Kiwi Fruit kneeling at her feet.

It was an amazing programme. Kiwi was whipped until he screamed for mercy. Annabelle described what she was doing and went into great detail about her technique.

“This whip I am using is a short handled, single whip. It can cause bleeding, but it is good because it is accurate. As you have seen I stand with my slave to my left and strike with my right hand. I start on the bottom, which is very red. Kiwi is crying and pleading so let me talk about that. Slaves do not feel pain in the same way we women do as they have a thick outer skin which produces hair. His tears are genuine, however, and are caused by his shame. He is ashamed and upset because he deserves this whipping. Any questions?”

“Annabelle, do you ever whip him because you just feel like it. You know, if you’ve had a bad day or an argument with your boyfriend?”

“Yes, quite often. That is a perk of being a woman, do you agree?”

The audience burst into clapping and cheering in agreement.

Sissy slaves are two a penny in the Gynarchy and are though of as useful pets.

We then went into a live Q and A session.

“Our first question is, at what point do you take pity on your sissy? Annabelle?”

“I never pity a man because of his cries for mercy. He is so lucky to be in the same room as me, it is his dream. His screams are about the intensity of the pain he feels. It is not something I think about.”

“Ok. Here is a good question. Do you ever fall for a sissy slave you have whipped?”

“No, never. I like alpha men who are as rich and powerful as I am. I have sissies to work for me, I couldn’t date or fall for one.”

“Have you ever been forced to take a slave to hospital after whipping him hard?”

“What an interesting question. No, I have never whipped someone to that extent. I have allowed a slave to have a day or two off duties to recover, that is true. A close friend was whipping her slave once when he had a heart attack. I’m not sure what happened, but that was intense.”

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