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Kates Palace – A Look Behind The Scenes 3

First rule of femme-domination: They may run, but they always come back. A WORLD CLASS DOMME will scare the shit out of any mere mortal, but submissiveness is hard-wired into us. We NEED to have A NASTY LADY in the driver’s seat, and that need keeps HER in clover. So here we have DOMINA KATE and LADY LARA immobilizing a familiar slave in a straitjacket and suspending him airborne so that LADY KATE can comfortably refuel him in mid-flight with HER BEST FRIEND, AN ENORMOUS FLESH-COLOURED DILDO. While flying high, he has a close encounter with LADY LARA’S EROGENOUS ZONES, which stay maddeningly just out of reach. Instead of just looking at LARA’S BEAUTIFUL TITS, the unmannered wretch has the cheek to try to bite them, and what self-respecting MISTRESS would allow that? THEY promptly refer him to the clinic, where NURSES KATE and LARA have all of the requisite skills and equipment to sand and drill those offending pillow-chompers right out of his horny mouth. As is customary in the PALACE OF SIN, there will be no anesthetic. After all, THEY’RE teaching him a lesson. You can run, but you can’t hide from your deepest controlling desires. They always come back.
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Kates Palace – Who’s the Bitch 1

LADY SAHARA is none too enthused when SHE learns that HER household pooch has been chasing other bitches round the neighbourhood like a mangy stray. He ain’t never caught a rabbit, so he ain’t much use to her. SHE tells him his gallivanting just naturally will have to stop. Having taken great pains to find and catch him, SHE decides to invest more of HER precious time in an intensive training session. It begins with a verbal dressing down, accompanied by a little motion control: corporal punishment clips on his milk nozzles and a bell clamped tightly to his rod of uncontrollability, with plenty of sweet caresses from THE STERN LADY’S little black heart. It seems but a trifle, but perhaps it’s worth mentioning that the back side of this kind heart is peppered with sharp spikes so that each little love pat will make a deep and long-lasting impression. For the sake of discipline, she enforces a time-tested rule that every proper puppy trainer finds indispensible: one bark means “No” and two barks means “Yes”.
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Kates Palace – Stony way into milk heaven 1

MISS DIANA’S new slave aspirant has the right stuff; he just doesn’t know it yet. If he would think it through, he’d realize the jam he’s in could be the perfect fit – for HER. What more could a whimpering mass of jellyflesh want than a CONFIDENT MISTRESS, SADISTIC-TO-THE-BONE, who is happy to let him wallow in his manifest shortcomings. Naively hoping for gentle treatment, the wailing slave-wannabe gets precisely what he begs for as THE BITCHTRESS OF MERCY tenders up to his control buttons with the kindest little pinchers he ever did feel. Unimpressed with his paltry vocabulary and inadequate tongue, THE MODESTLY BLACK-LATEX-CLAD GENTLATRIX soon has the novice bootlicker floundering in the muck of his pitiful desires from one rude awakening to the next. Setting a “breathtaking” pace without batting an eye, MISTRESS smiles in total triumph as SHE effortlessly ensnares the little lost slave in the dark maze of his fantasies. A particularly perverse mask gets him completely off balance and well out of range of his moral compass. Take my word for it; you’d best not think too much about what might happen if you ever caught THIS LADY in a bad mood.
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Kates Palace – Stray Cat Blues 1

Much to HER surprise, MADAME CHARLOTTE finds a nicely wrapped and strapped gift awaiting her in THE PALACE. At first, SHE welcomes this newcomer to her petting zoo, but when SHE hears the first sounds it makes, the rather shabby state of HER new plaything arouses serious doubts. Is this really a cuddly little kitten? And does it come from friend or foe? MADAME CHARLOTTE is well aware of the vile vermin you can encounter on the street. SHE doesn’t intend to let anything like that into THE PALACE. Old home recipes for disinfection, such as probing his tightest orifice with a plug of ginger, may be an effective way of preventing noxious disease from gaining a foothold; but after giving HER new pet a proper vaccination, SHE decides to conduct a detailed examination, leaving no stone unturned. The Pink Panther he surely is not, but he’ll definitely be a pinker panther when MADAME gets through with him. SHE’S got the only thing he wants, and that’s a fact. I’ll bet his mama don’t know SHE can spank like that. Of course, preventing any further “Woofs” is going to be a ruthless task, but it’s bound to get HER juices flowing. Nice kitty kitty.
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Kates Palace – The Exposed Exhibitionist 2

It only takes one lesson for WARDEN KATE to make it clear SHE means business. Nobody’s ever gonna call THIS DISCIPLINARIAN WAITY KATIE! Finding the methods of gentle persuasion rather boring, SHE replaces HER gentle SLAVE paddle with a more cuddly cat-o-nine tails. “Why, look here, this appears to be my handwriting,” SHE purrs proudly, clawing the pink and purple welts on his bright red ass, which is soon every bit as swollen as a baboon’s in heat,”and we’ve only just begun, my Sweet. We really ought to run you through the whole programme, don’t you think?” Roughly translated, that means, ‘Time to amuse myself with some serious caning.’ “These are my two very best friends in the whole wide world,” crows K-K-K-KIND KATIE and SHE ain’t just a k-k-k-kiddin’. With a cane in each hand, everybody’s favourite PUNISHMENT PRINCESS really gets the air to whistling. With the friendly help of HER beloved percussion instruments, will SHE be able to wring an admission of guilt out of the still unrepentant exhibitionist? One thing’s for certain: a regimen of this five times daily will soon have his mama wondering why he prefers to eat his dinner standing up.
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Kates Palace – The Exposed Exhibitionist 1

While out strolling in the park, THE PALACE PATROL-LADIES have apprehended a flasher in a ridiculous pink outfit and put him behind bars where he belongs. When questioned by DOMINA KATE, he gives an all too transparently dissembling explanation for his bad behaviour. Thoroughly unimpressed with his obvious deceptions, OFFICER KATE performs the standard procedure for perverted criminals: a strip search followed by a complete shaving of the head using HER PISS as a disinfectant. Mr. Flashy will no longer be letting his freak flag fly. Bye-bye hair. Bye-bye degeneracy. Hello enforced horniness. His obviously twisted upbringing is no excuse, so later the same afternoon the utterly pathetic exhibitionist will begin serving a harsh sentence: a merciless flogging five times daily. He will also be released from his cell for ten minutes each day to clean THE LADIES TOILET. And tonight when he finally lays down his weary bald head, he will sleep on a pillow of his very own kinky hair.
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