For this year’s A to Z Blog Challenge, Richard and Jayden are worldbuilding! Using Rebekah Loper‘s book The A-Zs of Worldbuilding as a guide, we have teamed up to give descriptions of the world we’re creating, along with snippets of what it’s like to exist in the world. Enjoy!
Background by Jayden for V is for Visual Arts:
Their visual arts are their submissives and their bodies, primarily. Many people have tattoos and brands. They have become commonplace. And, of course, they have lots of porn. Whatever makes the Dommes happy, especially the ones at the top. The other “lesser” Dommes are generally happy to put their submissives into any porn others want, and are often happy to be stars themselves. They enjoy showing off their submissives’ skills and devotion.
Story by Jayden:
“Lights, camera, action,” a sharp voice called out over the quiet room. The three people on the recording stage were already in position. In fact, they had been waiting with bated breath for the signal so that they could start performing. Mistress Steel stood steady in her five-inch high heeled boots, looking down at the two men groveling at her feet.
She didn’t love men who groveled, but it was what one of the other Dommes had requested, and she was glad to oblige. She slid the length of her whip through her hand, feeling the soft leather as she considered the two men in front of her.
“You are the pathetic scum from the bottom of a shoe. If you licked my shoes, you would make them more dirty than when you started.”
“No, Mistress, I promise, my mouth is clean, Mistress.”
She rolled her eyes in a pronounced way at the camera. “Show me, bitch.”
He opened his mouth wide, sticking his tongue out. It was, of course, clean. He was as ready as he had said he was.
She turned to the other man. “Open,” she directed.
He opened his mouth the same way the other man had. The first one closed his mouth. Mistress Steel slapped him across the face.
“I didn’t say to close your mouth.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” he said, the words coming out distorted as he tried to talk without closing his mouth.
“Well, I have two shoes. Clean them with your tongues, slaves.”
The two men dropped down so they could lick her boots. They were completely naked, and she watched as the cameras zoomed in on their bodies and mouths licking her dirty shoes.
She used the whip to lightly slap along one man’s back. The first one she had inspected. “Sit up and tell me why you deserve the pleasure of being whipped by a Mistress.”
He moved slowly, too slowly, and he got a hard lash for his tardiness. He moaned in response. “I’m sorry, Mistress. I’m a lowly submissive, slave to your whims. I try to be a good boy, but I fail a lot. You should whip me for my transgressions. I always feel better when I’m at the end of your whip, Mistress.”
She nodded, and turned to the other man, lightly slapping his back with the whip. “And you? What makes you deserving of being whipped by a Mistress?”
He glanced at the other man, and his gaze gave away that he had had his answer stolen. “My desires don’t matter, Mistress. Only yours do. If it is your pleasure to whip me, then I will be lucky to have a bit of your attention. If it is your pleasure to beat me, to break me, to wear me down, then I will consider myself lucky. I only care to please you, Mistress.”
She considered both men for a moment, and then said, “Well don’t you worry, boys, there’s plenty of whipping to go around. You’ll both get to be at the end of my whip tonight.
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