As president of SEX-TV, the first-ever network devoted entirely to sex-based television shows, Victoria Johnson was highly regarded as a powerful woman. Add to that the fact that her previous line of work was as a Dominatrix, and it stood to reason why most men were intimidated by her.
Brandon Brown, one of the top executive producers for several prime-time programs, was one of those men. Currently, he stood naked with his spent cock in hand, wondering what Victoria had planned for him when she’d said he didn’t need his pants.
“You’ve been a real prick to your on-air talent, Brandon. You don’t treat them with the respect they deserve, and I think, as your boss, I need to do something about that, don’t you?” she asked pointedly.
He was speechless for a moment before managing to say, “Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good boy,” she cooed. “I don’t have my crop handy, but I can improvise with the belt from your trousers. Hand it to me and bend over your desk.”
Brandon was appalled. “Surely you don’t plan to spank me with my own belt!”
“I can ring my assistant and ask her to bring my bullwhip if you prefer.”
His eyes widened. He shook his head, removed the belt from its loops, and handed it to Victoria. Although undoubtedly, this must be against some workplace policy, he didn’t dare point that out at the moment.
“Smart decision. Now, bend over your desk. I will give you three lashes on each butt cheek for a total of six lashes. One lash for each of the women you’ve disrespected on the set. Ready?”
Brandon did as he was told, embarrassed by the fact that his shaft was standing at attention, thoroughly aroused by the thought of what was about to happen.
Smack! Smack!
“Holy fuck, that hurts!” Brandon cried out.
“And yet, your cock is hard as a rock. I think you’re enjoying this way more than you anticipated,” Victoria laughed.
Smack! Smack!
Brandon felt his sac tighten. The belt hurt like a son of a bitch, but his traitorous trouser snake wanted more.
“I’m beginning to think you have a submissive side that you’ve been hiding. Such a naughty boy!”
Smack! Smack!
With his six lashes administered, he thought his punishment was over.
“Now turn around, sit down, and jerk that cock for me.”
It was humiliating to be treated this way, but since his balls ached for release, he decided not to argue. Still, it was embarrassing to stroke his manhood in front of his boss.
However, that didn’t seem to hinder his ability to pleasure himself, as it didn’t take long for him to shoot his load onto his stomach.
“That was fairly impressive, considering you told me your dick was spent. The next time you forget your manners, we will repeat this lesson, but you’ll be made to scoop your cum off your belly and eat it. So, if I were you, I’d behave. Unless, of course, you’ve developed a fondness for the taste of your own jizz.”
Brandon shook his head.
“Now, say thank you, Mistress Victoria.”
“Thank you, Mistress Victoria.”
“Good boy. Clean yourself up and get back to work.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“You enjoyed being punished, didn’t you, Brandon? You’ll fix your behavior, but you’ll hope I find another reason to spank your ass again, won’t you?”
Brandon blushed. His ass hurt like hell, but he couldn’t deny that his orgasm had been incredible.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Victoria smiled. It was good to be in charge.
~~~~~
The following day, Brandon was somewhat reserved on set and thought twice about slipping a finger or two into the sluts from Sluts in America as he often did. He felt sad, as fingering those slutty young college-aged pussies had become one of his favorite parts of the day. But he hadn’t been able to sit comfortably for several hours after Mistress Victoria had taken the belt to his ass, and he didn’t relish a repeat performance at the moment.
As satisfying as his post-spanking climax had been, he didn’t want to be viewed as weak by the hosts of his prime-time shows. If it became apparent that he had a submissive side, they might think they could walk all over him. So, he’d need to be smart and keep that little detail under wraps. It was embarrassing to realize that he would likely find a reason for Victoria to punish him again.
He watched the taping of Make Me Cum with CeCe Miller from a spot just off-camera. Today’s contestant had chosen nipple play as the method by which he would make the host, CeCe, cum. Brandon rolled his eyes. He’d been with CeCe enough times to know that it would take a long time to get her to climax by just playing with her tits.
Imagine his surprise when he saw the contestant pinching and twisting CeCe’s nipples and had her writhing in mere moments. Assistants appeared on set and placed CeCe’s feet in the stirrups on the fuck table, so the view of her pussy in the camera was unobstructed.
The sight of her glistening cunt was outstanding. Made better only by the squirting of juices as the contestant made them splash everywhere by spanking her twat while she came. Brandon was so aroused! Maybe she’d let him fuck her after the show if he asked nicely. Ugh, it was hard to mind his manners! He wanted to insist that her hole needed filling and that he’d be willing to take care of that if she would suck him for a bit first. But with his tender buttocks in mind, he’d have to find a way to inquire politely if he could assist her.
After the show, he knocked on her dressing room door.
“Come in,” CeCe called out.
“Hi! I just wanted to come by and tell you what a great performance that was today. I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as it appeared.”
CeCe was a little taken aback. First, at the fact that Brandon had actually knocked instead of barging in. And second, because his praise sounded genuine.
“It was definitely different than most contestants. My nips are a bit sore after all that twisting. But he sure did make me cum hard and fast. I just wish he would have given me a good hard fucking afterward.”
“Is there anything I can do? Tend to your sore nipples? Fuck you hard?” Brandon asked, trying hard to sound helpful and not like a dick.
CeCe’s brow furrowed. Why was he being so nice?
“Well, I wouldn’t say no to a good, hard pussy pounding. But I’m not sure I’m in the mood to suck your dick first.”
“No sucking necessary. I’m happy to help my favorite host without expecting an oral favor.”
“Well, then, I’d appreciate a decadent drilling. Shall I bend over? Or did you want me to ride you?”
Brandon grinned. Who knew he could still get pussy by being nice?
“I’d love for you to ride me. That way, I can watch those gorgeous tits bounce.”
“Just as long as you look but don’t touch. For a moment, I thought that guy would rip my nipples right off my chest.”
“It must have been arousing because you can’t spray like that when faking an orgasm,” he mused.
“I was as surprised as you that the titty twisting was so effective in making me climax.”
“I enjoyed watching you cum close up on camera. Freddie zoomed in and got a great shot of your clit spasming after today’s contestant was done spanking your cu…um…pussy.”
CeCe laughed. “It’s okay, Brandon. You can call it a cunt.”
He smiled at her and picked up the pace, thrusting into her like a piston. He slapped her ass a few times and then did something that surprised them both. He kissed her while they fucked, and it was as if fireworks went off while they exploded together.
Afterward, Brandon thanked CeCe for a fun romp. “I hope you know; I didn’t come here expecting sex.”
She smiled at him. “I know, and that’s a big reason you got it anyway. By the way, you’re an excellent kisser.”
Brandon beamed. “So are you. Let’s, um, let’s grab dinner soon, okay?“
“Sure, that would be nice.”
After he left, CeCe sent a message to Victoria.
Not sure what you said to him, but Brandon has been very polite today.
Victoria’s response came quickly.
After you and the others reported his atrocious behavior, I spanked him with his own belt. He should behave better from now on. Happy to help. Keep up the great work, CeCe!
CeCe laughed to herself.
So, that’s where he got the bruise on his bum!
~~~~~
The program, Guess That Dick Length, was seeing much higher ratings with Brody Washington as the host. It helped that he was extremely good-looking with his caramel skin and intense blue eyes. But it didn’t hurt that he occasionally treated viewers to a close-up shot of his thick, ten-inch shaft, fully erect.
While he seemed interested in dating CeCe for the first few weeks, he was enjoying the groupies who threw themselves at him after the show far too much. Not that he and the hot little redhead didn’t still bump uglies now and then, but he wasn’t the kind of man that could turn down the plethora of pussy and the overabundance of ass that showed up at his dressing room door after shooting each episode.
Today’s lucky ladies that he invited in for fun were three hot blondes. They were sisters, as it turned out, and very competitive. Brody spent the next couple of hours amused by how the sisters tried to one-up each other by doing outrageous things to please his cock.
As a result, his dick was currently buried to the hilt in one sister’s ass while he dined on the second one’s pussy, and the third one was giving him an expert rim job. Occasionally he’d give each of their asses a sharp slap, which seemed to excite them very much. Eventually, his cock exploded in the youngest sister’s ass while he watched the older two enjoy some sixty-nine dining.
Ultimately, he ensured all three girls had at least two orgasms. He figured it was only polite to reward them for their troubles.
~~~~~
Susie Hardwick, the hostess with the mostest of Trucker Fuckers, was much happier these days since her show had been revamped to include times where she actually got to fuck the truckers. But today was going to be spectacular. She had pitched an idea to Victoria about filming a segment on location and was heading to a nearby truck stop with her camera and sound crew.
She’d gotten approval from Don, the owner of this particular truck stop, to set up there so she could shoot film of her getting banged by the truckers. She hoped this would cause a ratings spike so she could do it once or twice a month.
She was amazed at how many truckers were on hand when she got there. It seemed word had gotten around that Susie “Make My Wick Hard” Hardwick was going to be at the truck stop and ready for action.
Don greeted her enthusiastically. “Well, hello there, Susie-Q! Yer looking mighty fine in yer tight dress and yer come-fuck-me heels. You be sure to let old Don here have a turn with that hot twat of yers.”
“Of course, Don. As long as you don’t mind that it will be televised.”
“I’ll be famous, girly! My wife even gave me permission to get in on the action so she could say she is married to a man who’s been on TV. So, put me on the roster.”
Susie laughed. Don’s wife, Bethany, was a tolerant woman. She knew that Don occasionally sampled a trucker fucker and looked the other way because he kept her decked out in style.
“Where do you wanna do yer fuckin’?”
“Normally, I’d go to their cabs, but that’s going to mean setting up the cameras and taking them down to move them. That’ll be a logistical nightmare. How about we set up a spot, and the truckers can come to me for a change?”
Don laughed. “I’m a step ahead of ya. I’ve attached a mattress to a picnic table with bungee cords. I figured you being a celebrity now that you wouldn’t want to slum it and risk getting splinters in yer ass.”
“That’s perfect! You’re so thoughtful, Don. Do you want to be first?”
“Fuck yeah, I do!”
“Do you need any fluffing before we start the camera rolling?”
Don grabbed Susie’s hand and put it on his junk. “Does it feel like I need fluffin’?”
Susie purred. “Mmmm, Don you feel good enough to eat.”
“No way, Bethany said I could fuck yer pussy, so I’m not going to waste it on yer mouth, no offense.”
“None taken,” Susie laughed. “We’ll get set up and start in thirty minutes.”
A half-hour later, Susie Hardwick was on her back with her legs in the air. Her ankles rested on Don’s shoulders while he pumped into her juicy pussy. Don had a bigger-than-average cock, and it felt good opening her up. Even better was knowing that all of America would be watching this, including Don’s wife. For some reason, it was a huge turn-on, and Susie was cumming in no time. Don looked pretty proud of himself for getting her off so quickly. He pulled out and finished on her stomach. Bethany had clearly stated he was “not to cum inside that trucker whore.”
For the next hour, truckers lined up for a fuck and suck fest. At one point, Susie had five men at one time.
“Damn! Look at Susie with a dick in her mouth, another in her cunt, and one more in her ass! Let’s get a cock in each hand, boys.”
This was not what she’d envisioned for today’s program, but it was so much fucking fun she decided that next time she would arrange an actual trucker gang bang and advertise it as such.
She couldn’t have been more pleased that, after she climaxed, all five men came within seconds of each other, filling and covering her with ropes of sticky white jizz.
Needless to say, the segment was a huge success!
~~~~~
Bambi Fawn and the rest of the sluts from Sluts in America were trying out different scenarios as well. She got approval from Victoria to walk Amelia down the street naked on a leash and take her to various businesses offering her to patrons to do whatever they wished with her.
Amelia was the perfect slut for this role, as she was an insatiable nymphomaniac. So, when a group of guys at the pool hall wanted to put her on the pool table and fuck her with a cue stick, she was in seventh heaven.
She also enjoyed lying on the bar at a local tavern, spreading her legs while customers, both men and women, licked and played with her sweet cunt.
At the barber shop, men enjoyed administering spankings after their haircuts. No sex was involved, but the guys left hard as rocks, and Amelia’s pussy was literally dripping with arousal.
For the final act, Amelia was sent under the table at a fine restaurant and was commanded to give oral pleasure to those dining. She gave a plethora of blowjobs and ate some juicy pussies. Then they got her on the table, spanked her ass soundly, and treated her to a glorious gang bang. She could barely stand when it was over, but she loved every minute of it!
~~~~~
While the prime-time shows were doing fabulously, the show with the highest consistent ratings continued to be The Master’s Dungeon, which aired Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 11:00 p.m.
This program showcased Master Kane, who had a well-equipped dungeon in his sprawling mansion. Master Kane had several subs of his own and often live-streamed his scenes with them. But another key feature of the program was showing the Doms and Dominatrices who rented space from him and held client sessions there. Mistress Kitty specialized in men who wanted to be humiliated, and Master Grant mainly had female clients who wanted to be treated like slutty whores. Mistress Margo was a switch who enjoyed sessions as both the giver and the receiver of painful impact play. She had crops, floggers, whips, and paddles, and did a fabulous job explaining the different implements with which to strike an ass, tits, or other body parts.
Master Kane had recently acquired and was training a new submissive named cumslut, whose progress was being followed on episodes of Sex Slave Training which aired on Tuesday and Thursday in the 11:00 p.m. timeslot. This show chronicled all that training a new submissive slave entailed and was received as both erotic and informational. Letters from fans expressed how much they appreciated learning how to be better Doms from watching Master Kane in action.
One recent episode of The Master’s Dungeon showed a scene where a disrespectful sub received the punishment of being caned. It was fascinating, yet disturbing, to see the typically firm but fair Dom turn rather dark in that episode, dubbed Master Kane’s Cane. He instructed her to bend over the railing and repeatedly strike her ass with his cane until she begged for his forgiveness. But once the remorseful and repentant slut had a series of red-striped welts on her creamy ass, Master Kane comforted her and demonstrated the importance of aftercare.
~~~~~
Yes, President Jilly Taylor was quite pleased with how SEX-TV captured American viewers' hearts and minds and was delighted that her approval rating was in the mid-eighties. Her wife, Sabrina, joked that the only thing that could boost those numbers any higher would be if they broadcast from the presidential bedroom.
“That’s a decadent thought, Sabrina. But I don’t intend to share what’s mine on national television. Your pussy and tits belong to me, and I don’t want my constituents drooling over your lady parts. Jesus, can you imagine how many men and women would masturbate to the sight of me eating your cunt?”
Sabrina smiled. “It was a joke, darling. Of course, no one but you gets a close-up look at my wazoo.”
But secretly, Sabrina fantasized about being CeCe Miller and having her pussy displayed on people’s television screens five nights a week. Or being Susie Hardwick and letting truckers fuck her. She sighed. Jilly was so busy running the country (and making sure all of America had sex piped into their homes) that lately, she rarely made use of her deliciously submissive wife (who, being bisexual, was tempted to apply to be Master Kane’s next sex-slave trainee).
She’d lost track of the last time Jilly had properly eaten her pussy and wondered if watching some SEX-TV together would set the mood for some overdue nooky.
“Jilly, let’s watch Make Me Cum tonight.”
“Why?”
Sabrina pouted. “Because I’m hoping it will get you in the mood to make me cum.”
Jilly frowned. “If you’re going to be whiney, perhaps I need to put you over my knee and remind you who is in charge here.”
Sabrina’s loins stirred. “Well, maybe you should!” she said, deliberately provoking her wife.
“Take your panties off and lie across my lap. Apparently, I need to remind you what happens when you sass me.”
Sabrina tried hard to keep the scowl on her face, as inside, she was filled with glee. Spanking was almost always followed by oral sex or a session with the vibrator. Even if it wasn’t, having her bottom turned a bright pink hue was often enough to bring about a climax for Sabrina.
Jilly made Sabrina count the strokes as she spanked her with her bare hand.
Smack!
“One.”
Smack!
“Two.”
After fifteen swats, Sabrina’s arousal was so great that she squirted on Jilly’s lap.
“Why, you naughty little slut! I didn’t give you permission to cum. And you came on my good slacks! March your rosy cheeks up to the bedroom, missy, and get the big black dildo and some lube. I can see you need a full-on lesson in manners tonight!”
Sabrina nodded remorsefully, but when she turned around, she was giddy. She was getting a spanking and the black cock on the same night!
