#301359 - Dominant Force Part 2 Countess Anne BB - 175

Dominant Force, Part 2
A Fantasy Novel by the Fabulous Countess Anne
Bizarre Books BB - 175
Eros Publishing Co., Inc.
Wilmington, Delaware
1979

digital replica

This is one of the few products
in the catalog that has no pictures.

Like Leonard Burtman, Countess Anne believed that men, especially aggressive men, live happier, healthier lives when they surrender themselves to women who are willing to supervise their daily activities and use them for personal sexual and household purposes. As depicted in their books and magazines, leather, gloves, stockings, and exotic footwear with high heels work as effective costuming for confident women who chose the role of domina in domestic situations.

In this novel, Anne Marie assumes such a role in the management of her island, its female residents and their males slaves. Living there proves healthy and prosperous until pirate Captain Devlin and his crew come ashore and abuse the women, as told in Part 1. In the sequel, the men are captives in bondage, and their captors intend to transform the rowdy sailors into obedient slaves

The back cover offers this summary of Part 2:

The swashbuckling and egotistical Captain Devlin was no match for Anne Marie, mistress of the high seas. When he found himself her prisoner and slave, he found himself in hell. She put him through a regimen of degradation and humiliation, sexually abusing his body, breaking him down physically, psychologically and spiritually. She made him need her more than anything else in the world, eventually enslaving not only his body, but his mind as well; and when he was totally hers, totally under her power, then she really gave it to him, dragging him down to depths of depravity and decadence that are beyond the confines of the human imagination.

For everyone's welfare and safety, Anne Marie and her cohorts restrain and discipline Captain Devlin and his crew.

“Goddamn bitch!” he shouted. She slapped his face brutally with the palm of her black-leathered hand. Over and over again her gloved hand crushed across his tender face. She still had the tight grip on his hair and it was coming out in her hands. She did not relinquish her hold on him, nor did she stop slapping his face. He was struggling, trying to get away from her savage blows. At last she threw his head back against the wooden deck. It hit with a loud thud.

The Captain looked out through swollen eyes. His face felt numb but the feeling was coming back like tiny needles pricking his skin. Anne Marie stepped away from him and went to one of the dark paneled walls, where she removed a black leather cat-o-nine-tails from a hook. She strutted back and stood in front of the Captain. She looked down at him, her eyes cold and angry. She ran her gloved fingers over the vicious strands of the cat. A strange flint came into her eyes. She placed the thong that was attached to the handle of the whip around her wrist and began to unlace her tight, leather pants. She occasionally let the leather thongs slap across the Captain’s sweaty face.

She ripped the leather from her moist body and threw it into his face. “Smell my cunt in there, you swine, and drool because it will be a long time before you will know the exquisite pleasure of it.” He knew better than to resist, and he began rubbing his face in the crotch of the leather pants. The supple leather had a rich, musty, earthy smell. He could feel the warm dampness that had flowed out of her pussy as she had been shoving him around. With her strong gloved hand, she shoved the leather deep into his mouth. “Suck it clean, bastard, and you better not bite it or I will have to extract every single one of your teeth. One by one. Understand?” The Captain nodded his head in agreement and then began to suck and savor the soiled leather as though his life depended upon it — which it did.

“That’s right, suck it like the worthless dog you are,” she teased. His eyes flickered with the deep anger and growing hatred he was feeling for this woman whom he so desperately wanted.

I have got to figure this crazy bitch out, he thought, before she kills me!

His thoughts were abruptly brought to an end as he felt a burning sensation in the middle of his back. He yelped and jerked away. “That was only the ashes, fool,” she smirked, a long, thin cigar smoldering between her scarlet red lips. “If you don’t pay attention to my commands, this is going up your tight little ass.” She smiled evilly and rolled the cigar in her fingertips. The end was glowing a deep red. “Now clean those pants with your tongue,” she commanded, and placed them flat on the deck. Helpless, Devlin began lapping up the dirt from the shiny leather. “Take care that you don’t make them dirtier with your filthy tongue.”

As he licked the soft leather, the deep smell invaded his nostrils. His cock was growing hard despite the anger he was feeling. She had humiliated him more than any person living or dead had ever even contemplated. He felt ashamed as he groveled on the deck licking the woman’s pants, yet he was rock-hard. He involuntarily began to put his weight against it, rubbing his prick hard into the deck. It ached to be inside her warm cunt. He glanced up at his tormentor. She was standing, legs spread, hands on her hips, looking down at him with amusement. Her flesh protruded out of a mass of coal black, luxuriant pubic hair. He could clearly see the large glistening pink lips. She glared at him. Immediately, he lowered his eyes to the pants. Confused, he wondered how she had so much power over him.

The novel begins with a synopsis of Part 1. The chapters present scenes of lesbian passion and sadistic torment. Imperious Anne Marie usually wears boots with tall, thin heels and she commands her women and captives to worship the fine leather as well as her body. Men are bound and whipped, with cruel attention to genitalia.

The text was re-set for the ebook. Few changes were made to the articulate prose. About 49000 words.

In Ironwood's Spanish Leather comic books, a countess punishes a sea captain for his arrogance.

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