A black kidskin ball gown with a long, shimmering skirt in double faced black leather cut open in the front to expose what she called her "Royal Vagina". The gown was corset laced up the front and almost fully exposed her breasts. It had huge pouf sleeves like the gowns I had seen the old queens of England wearing in photos. Shimmering black kid gloves went all the way up and disappeared under the pouf sleeves. She had on a pair of black kid boots with 12-inch platforms and 20-inch spike heels! She was dripping in diamonds and wore a tiara once again.
"Today slave you will obey me and address me as your Royal Highness". She was holding a vicious looking black single tale whip in her exquisite kid leather glove. Despite the lump of fear in my throat my cock began to throb obscenely. I was so mesmerized by her incredible leather beauty that when she commanded me to follow I hesitated for a split second. She walked behind me towering over me in her decadently extreme heels. I heard a loud crack followed by the most horrible pain I had ever felt in my life running from my buttocks through my entire body. "I am sure one stroke will teach you your place sissy"? I began to sob and simply said, " Yes your Royal Highness". The next thing I knew I was being dragged by my balls with the leash down the corridors of the mansion.
She took me down a hallway I had never seen before and we were soon standing before a set of arched double doors in solid gold. There was an inscription above the doors that read, "The Royal Throne Room". My aunt told me to lower my head in supplication and to follow her in. The first thing that struck my senses was the smell. The entire room was upholstered in kid glove leather! It reminded me of the days mommy would make me smell her glove but the leather smell in this room was 1,000 times more intense. I almost thought I was going to have a spontaneous orgasm for a moment. My aunt pulled me forward through the room for about 30 paces and then commanded me to kneel.
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