Madame Jemma – An Introduction  

A New Contract

Roger leafed through the stack of files in amazement. Each folder contained the personal history of one of Madame Jemma’s past and present assignments. Mostly women ….but a few very unlucky men as well. The photos alone were disturbing enough but the exacting narrative detail, evaluations, medical exams and interview notes made it very clear that Madame Jemma was running a very professional long term operation. Roger’s lawyer had warned him about her prices but failed to prepare him for the rawness of “the files”. Still; as he let his mind adjust to the idea; he could imagine Madame Jemma handling his ex-wife problem. Here was an opportunity not only to have her disappear but an opportunity to garner enough revenge to last his lifetime as well.

“So, I have a choice of ummm…..”Roger didn’t know quite how to express his thought..

“Yes, you can choose…pony girl.... dog fucker…pain slut…cow…fuck toy …anything…special order , this is all special order, what you think you want?”

M. Jemma’s rapid somewhat broken English made Roger feel like he was ordering dinner at a Thai restaurant.

Madame Jemma looked at Roger closely and sensed his confusion. All of her new clients had difficulty overcoming their disbelief. They all seemed to think; “Could it really be this easy?”

“You choose…pick a program…write a deposit check….and go home…everything taken care of…simple …but you need to decide…I ‘m catching plane.”  Madame Jemma handed him a contract with a stare that seemed to say …”Shit or get off the pot”.

Roger took the contract, signed it and handed it back.

“Wire money when I call you… I confirm within 5 days.” Madame Jemma held out her tiny hand.

Roger suddenly noticed how small and delicate she was…still, he knew a handshake and his signature would be a binding agreement and that she was not one to be taken lightly. They shook hands.

“Good deal….I’ll make you a happy man…” she flashed a glistening smile, picked up her folders and quickly walked out of the hotel room. She only had two hours left to get across town and catch her plane.

Later, Jemma sat in a titty-bar near the airport finishing up her paperwork and going over a few details best handled in the U.S... She started a new file based on the data she just received from Roger.  “Mrs. Jean Leeson huh? Hello Jean…we gonna have good time together…well maybe not so much for you”

Even though she was a naturalized citizen, travelling in and out of the U.S. was the most disturbing part of Madame Jemma’s chosen occupation. She preferred countries where extradition treaties were non-existent and law enforcement only applied to those who didn’t know whom to pay in order to be left alone. If she ran into trouble in the U.S. she couldn’t be certain she could buy her way out.  But the U.S. was where most of her new business came from and her contract bounty hunters certainly knew how to kidnap and transport from the US better than from any other country…so…..pulling out her cell phone…”Hi Jason...Madame Jemma…got work for you ...are you ready... OK…here details….” 

Training Lola – Pet Puppy Girl

Jimmy gave Lola’s leash a nasty tug…”come on I don’t have all fucking day….will you piss bitch!!”  Lola, pulled off balance toppled over but quickly scrambled back onto all fours. Again she carefully lifted her left leg high towards the bush and tried to force out a stream of urine but again….nothing….she was just too nervous …scared to death really.

Four days ago she was serving drinks at a titty bar…today she was crawling around a yard naked, on all fours and learning how to be some kind of “pet”?. Among other things they were insisting on her learning to pee with her leg raised up like a dog’s.

“Fuck this!!” Jimmy had enough. He was not a man of great patience. He pulled out his cell phone and after a hurried conversation he wrapped Lola’s leash several times around his hand; jerked her to the ground and dragged her off across the yard towards the barn.

“Dumb bitch….you have no idea how lucky you are” Jimmy let a flood of insults rain down on the gagging girl as he pulled and yanked at her collar. “Three fucking days and you still can’t even piss properly…. maybe this is a bad idea…maybe you’re in the wrong program.”  

Jimmy opened the barn door and shoved Lola onto a pile of hay. “Maybe you’d be happier as a fuck bitch.”  The barn went dark when Jimmy slammed the door and took off in a huff.

Lola scrambled to get onto all fours (as she had been taught) and let her eyes slowly adjust to the dim light. Before she could see anything she heard the rustling of feet and the now familiar sounds of whips cracking and humans barking in the pens down the corridor.

Suddenly; with the snap of a switch a dim light was burning overhead and standing in front of her; bending over with her face inches from Lola’s, was Madame Jemma. Lola had not seen M. Jemma since her first day of captivity. She began to tremble uncontrollably at the sight of her. She tried not to remember her first day at the “Ranch” and she certainly had hoped she would never see Madame Jemma again. It was just Lola’s random misfortune to be Madame Jemma’s waitress at a titty bar …Madame Jemma liked blondes with big tits.

“What here?” she taunted….” lost pet puppy?”  Madame Jemma slowly adjusted the pink ribbons weaved into Lola’s long blonde pigtails. Then she proceeded to methodically snap Lola’s pink leather ankle and wrist “bracelets” to the O rings bolted to the barn floor. Finally she clipped two little silver bells on each of her nipples. Lola winced and sucked in a deep breath with the pain. “Better …right?”

Madame Jemma stepped back to admire her work but Lola's eyes were riveted on the electric cow prod Madame Jemma slapped rhythmically on the side of her pants.

“I know your problem…. you think too much….my white girls always think too much. Bark for me pet.…bark.”…..

Lola released a tentative “woof-woof”.

“Oh no….no good …who trained you …you think you still a titty girl?  No you’re Lola doggie …now bark good for me little pup” Madame Jemma jabbed her cow prod into Lola’s ass cheek and the power of the shock lifted the surprised girl off her knees and she spasmed violently against her constraints. As Madame Jemma approached again waving the rod Lola shook her head groggily but quickly began to howl and bark with a new found enthusiasm. 

Trying to please her Mistress she went on barking without pause... she barked faster and louder…the thought of what Madame Jemma might make her do with that prod scared her. She put all of her inhibitions out of her mind and tried not to think.

“Oh that better much better…see…no think!! You’re a fast learn!!...Now can you wag tail for mommy?”

Lola frantically wiggled her rear end trying to get the long tailed butt plug in her anus to wave sufficiently enough to ward off another prodding but being very careful not to let it pop out.

“Bet your boyfriends fucked you doggy didn’t they …you got such a good doggy fuck butt.” Madame Jemma knelt behind the girl and unceremoniously slipped two fingers into her pussy. “

The memory of her first nights came rushing back in a flood. Hours and hours of Madame Jenna and her staff teasing her pussy until she begged despite herself for release.

She knew what to do…she raised her ass high off the floor pushed her face into the ground and recited her mantra…”Please fuck me Madame…please fuck me Madame…”

Madame Jemma Pulled out her fingers…laid a barrage of stinging slaps on Lola’s ass cheeks then stuck rapidly moving fingers back into her pussy. She kept that cycle up until Lola was blubbering through her mantra and sincerely begging to be fucked.

Finally. Madame Jemma brought it all to an end. Pulling out her fingers well before Lola was satisfied she left the poor girl randy and dripping wet.

“Tell me Lola why I love my little white blonde sluts so much?”

“Because we are juicy, stupid and we love to fuck” Lola’s response was somewhat muffled by the floor.

“Good…good … soooo sweet….happy little girl….Duke love you long” Madame Jemma turned to leave… “Keep wagging your ass ...I come back.”

Madame Jemma was back in a flash gripping the end of a leash in each hand. One was attached to “Duke”  the largest German Sheppard Lola had ever seen and the other was attached to the 3” nose ring of a naked statuesque woman who just stared off into space. Still trembling from her own lust a chill ran up and down Lola’s spine as she assessed the woman. the word “Mitsi” was tattooed across her forehead….Her head was filthy with dirt  and completely shaved except for two bushy tangled strands on each side of her head that made her look like a crazed cocker spaniel. Clearly there was no attention paid to removing body hair from her in some time. Great mounds protruded from under her armpits and her pussy was covered by a massive tangle of bushy dark hair. Grimy as her skin was one could clearly see that her entire nose was tattooed black and false tatooed“whiskers” ran across her cheeks. A huge brass stud through the tip of her tongue made it all but impossible for her to fully close her mouth so she constantly panted while saliva dripped in a steady stream out of her mouth down her chest…and finally … there were two small silver bells attached to each of her nipples.

“Watch close puppy…. you no learn be Puppy Girl I teach you to be a doggie’s fuck bitch. “Down Mitsi….down!!”

The woman got down on all fours, spread her legs wide apart and raised her ass high in the air towards Lola and Duke. Lola could now see Mitsi’s other mark. To her horror Lola could see that “Property of Duke” had been branded on the poor girl ass cheek.

Duke became very restless when Mitsi went down…he began pacing back and forth his prodigious penis slid out from its sheath and his eyes locked onto Mitsi’s rear.

Suddenly Madame Jemma shouted “Beg Mitsi…Beg for fuck…Now!!!”

The sounds that  came out of  Mitsi’s mouth with her tongue hampered by the stud were barely recognizable as human…Mitsi reared up on her hind legs held her hands up in a classic begging stance and howled like a dog in heat. But it was the sound of the little bells that really did the trick. When Mitsi shook her breasts back and forth Duke went berserk. He leaped onto her back knocking her forcefully back onto all fours and slipped his massive cock into her pussy in one smooth move. 

The barn was suddenly filled with a cacophony of grunts, howls, and ringing bells. Lola had never in all of her life seen or even heard of anything like this. Mitsi was not so much a woman being abused by an animal as she was now an animal herself…writhing and moving her ass in unison with her lover...long streams of spittle ran from her mouth to the floor …strange guttural sounds coming from deep within her.  Duke pounded into Mitsi continuously for more than 15 minutes then held her down until his knot subsided enough for him to slide out of her. Mitsi’s movements were so spastic and bizarre that Lola couldn’t tell whether she had enjoyed the ride or not.  Finally at the very end, just before he dismounted, Duke took a quick nip at her ear…not much of a bite really, but enough to let Mitsi know who was in charge. Mitsi collapsed to the floor, her whole body trembling and her ass continued its thrusting movements for several seconds after the dismount. Madame Jemma took a small doggie treat out of her pocket and placed it in Mitsi’s mouth. Mitsi chewed hungrily and gratefully. Soon Duke turned away from Mitsi and began to walk slowly towards Lola.

Now the barn filled with the sound of Lola pulling and yanking and straining against her bonds…” Oh God no no Pleeeeeese no no please”….she shook her head back and forth ….”Oh God Please….” In her panic she failed to realize that she was ringing the silver bells and getting Duke more and more agitated.

Madame Jemma knelt down next to Lola and wrapped her arms reassuringly around her shoulders.

She whispered “Oh!! I wrong…you no want to be a doggie’s fuck bitch?…Mitsi loves to be fuck bitch see….!” She turned Lola towards Mitsi who was lying flat on the floor…eyes closed and still bobbing her ass slightly up and down…an otherworldly smile on her face.

Lola’s shook her head back and forth …” No please no please….”.

”So you be good Pet Puppy Girl OK?”  Madame Jemma began to remove the special tit ornaments.

Lola nodded her head up and down “Yes…please yes I’ll be a good little Puppy Girl I’ll be a good little Puppy Girl…..please let me be a Puppy Girl…please!!!”

Madame Jemma looked into Lola’s pleading eyes until she was absolutely sure the girl was sincere. Then she reached back and brought down a vicious slap across Lola’s face illiciting a new round of sobs.

Once again she wrapped her arms around the girl. “Shhh….Shhh. …You cutie girl … give mommy big kiss”…Madame Jemma planted her mouth onto Lola’s lips and pushed her tongue deep into her mouth. It literally took Lola’s breathe away…a wave of mixed and jumbled emotions …relief…fear…repulsion ….lust…gratitude….passed through Lola’s body. Madame Jemma pulled out her cell phone and summoned Jimmy back to the barn. When he arrived she said. “I think you no more trouble with this one.”

Jimmy unshackled his ward and walked her out into the yard. He stopped at the first bush they encountered. Lola raced up to the bush sniffed all around it…raised her left leg and let go a torrent of urine. Jimmy unbuckled his pants and knelt behind Lola “Ass up girl…ass up for another lesson” 

“Shit,” thought Lola….”Do not think do not think!”. She pushed her face into the ground and raised her ass up as high as she could….”at least I get fucked by humans”.

Jimmy pushed himself deep into the girl’s cunt…tugging at the leash…”Bark when I fuck you bitch…bark!!”

Lola was more than happy to oblige.

The Banker

Richard never met anyone with a skill set better suited for the skin trade than Madame Jemma. She was sadistic, imaginative, intelligent, stunningly beautiful and absolutely devoid of conscience. Growing up pretty much on your own in the Philippines will make you tuff or dead she had told him years ago. It had made her tuff...very tuff. So even though he had already made his fortune peddling flesh and considered himself semi-retired he was willing to meet with her and talk about her new business opportunity. They had done business together in the past and while the ventures were not always lucrative…they were always unforgettable.

He leaned back into his chair….closed the business plan and tossed it onto the coffee table in front of him. “For a start Jemma ….it’s a bad idea to present a business proposal in a titty bar….I can hardly hear myself think.”  Richard downed his Scotch and signaled the waitress for another. “And I told you I ‘m not really inclined to get  involved in this type of shit anymore... It‘s always risky and a fuck ass of a lot of work!!.”

“That the beauty boss. (she always called him “boss”) You do nothing….except …money part right...It called “turn-key” operation, I ‘all do everything I work hard and I take all risk. It be fun…..I always fun boss… we always have fun together right?”

Madame Jemma picked up the proposal and handed it back to Richard. “Really read this time!!” He had seen those insistent eyes before!

Richard sighed and settled back into his chair to take a second pass at the plan, “She’s right about one thing,” he thought…”we always have fun together.”

Madame Jenna smiled and let her eyes come to rest on the buxom blonde serving their drinks.

Jean’s Arrival

Even if she had not been strapped down in her chair the very first image on the movie screen would have frozen her in place. She was still in a stupor recovering from the drugs and the long journey but all she knew was that she was very ,very tired and sitting in a dark room facing a huge flat screen TV.

There she was on screen with one of her gardeners…by her pool…with the bottom half of her bikini down around her ankles. She was holding onto a lawn chair while the gardener slammed his long black dick into her pussy from the rear…squeezing her firm tits…each powerful pelvic thrust lifted her feet several inches off the ground and she spread her legs wider and wider screaming “Yes….yes….fuck me baby….fuck me with that big black dick baby.”

“That was more than two years ago”… Jean thought…”just after I married Roger”. “What the….” Then another interlude began to play. This time she was in a hotel room with her Pilates trainer….the camera caught him fucking her to exhaustion in more than a score of positions. The reel went on and on and on…. the chauffeur…then the cook and finally a series of compromising stills taken all over the city with countless nameless men. Jean had been busy for a long time during and after her marriage and obviously it was no secret.

Just when she thought she could no longer be surprised….Roger appeared on screen to address her. “Hello Jean, if you’re looking at this presentation then I ‘m sorry to inform you that I have arranged for your untimely death…yes you and that chauffeur…what was his name…Ruben? You and he will go out on my yacht…the one the court gave you…there will be plenty of witnesses….and then… a terrible explosion at sea, and of course…the bodies will never found. Tragic, but much cleaner than our divorce was” “Well, goodbye and enjoy your new life I have to make this short; I ‘m in the middle of preparing a funeral. Oh and remember to smile for the cameras; you’ll be making movies for me for a long time …and I’ll be watching” 

Jean - New Doggie Fuck Bitch

Jean came out of her stupor this time to find herself naked …on her knees…hands and feet shackled to a hard concrete floor. What little movement she had was restricted by two women who were attached to her with wide leather straps. The harnesses joined them at their biceps, their thighs and a massive piece of leather was wrapped around their torsos. They were tied together so tightly that they could only move as a unit. The two women had their heads buried in the food bowls before them…the smell rising from the bowls repulsed Jean but the other women did not seem inclined to let Jean eat her own food anyway. In fact they did not seem even remotely interested in Jean. Between snarls and snapping the two women finished up their meals then turned to the contents of Jeans bowl and finished it in no time.

Jean turned to one of her partners and asked”….what the ….” But she was taken short by one look at the girl. Her entire nose was tattooed black…whiskers were drawn on her face and she had a huge brass ring in her nose. “Dottie” was tattooed on her forehead. The “creature” did not even attempt to communicate with Jean …she could care less. The person to her right was still licking the bowls but Jean could see that she bore similar markings and she didn’t seem interested in talking either.

Jean didn’t have much time to process her situation before Jimmy, one of the keepers walked into the room with a bucket and a sponge...he slathered a honey like mixture into the girls ass cracks and all around their pussies.  They seemed to enjoy it thoroughly and they rocked from side to side moaning slobbering and making sounds like cattle.

Jimmy finished with the girls on either side of Jean then; slapping Jean on her ass said “None for you yet …not yet”, he walked out of the room. Jean had no idea what was happening but she was happy to be passed over.

Then suddenly over the loudspeaker came ...the faint sound of tinkling bells. Two German Shepherds bolted into the room growling barking and pushing against each other. Each raced to the girls attached to Jean and began to lick furiously at their pussies. The girls went delirious with pleasure; they arched their backs pushed their heads down and raised their cunts as high up into the air as their shackles would permit. Each rocked her  ass back and forth to better meet their animal’s long rough tongue.

After they licked up all the honey and pussy juice the dogs frantically mounted their respective bitches and proceeded to pound them raw… Securely strapped to the others; Jean was forced to mimic their movements. Jean could do nothing but get jostled slobbered on and shoved around until the animals were spent…the dogs were so relentless that she was physically exhausted from the fucking the others just went through!

The routine was repeated five times. Jean thought she would lose her mind. Each time Jimmy walked into the room…the other two girls grew exited. Now Jean understood why; but she still couldn’t believe that these women actually enjoyed being fucked by dogs.

Madame Jemma walked through the room after the last “love session” to inspect her bitches up close and in person.  When she came to Jean she bent, over stroked her hair and told her…”You call me Madame Jemma …You new name Mitsi now…that your new name see?”. She held up a mirror to Jeans face…”Mitsi” was tattooed on her forehead and her nose and face had the same tattoos as her partners. Mitsi strained against her straps and let out a piercing scream “Holy fuck…..Nooooooo…Noooooo….you bitch….you bitch!!”

“OH BAD…Mitsi…Very Bad Mitsi.” The girls on either side of Mitsi began to whimper…they knew an angry Madame Jemma was not a good thing for anybody in range.

Madame Jemma calmly reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of pliers. Summarily she held down Mitsie's right hand grabbed hold of the fingernail on her index finger and ripped it cleanly off the finger. Mitsi went wild. She howled and screamed for what seemed like several minutes. Finally she settled into a steady slow sobbing

Madame Jemma calmed her down with soothing words before she grabbed her left hand and performed the same operation. Again Mitsi lit up and her screams filled the room for what seemed like an interminable period.

Again Madame Jemma calmed her down with soothing words “Good girl….good…girl it OK now. Can say your new name? You know it now don’t you?”

She held up the mirror to Mitsi's face again. Mitsi sobbed…”Mitsi, Madame Jemma, Mitsi.”

Very Good Mitsi … now you choice…which nail I remove next?

Mitsi burst into uncontrollable tears…”no please no I’ll be good...please no more” Mitsi’s mind was still racing  with the pain  throbbing through her other two fingers.

“I know I know you be good…but you must pick nail… or I find something else to pull off…” She looked Mitsi in the eyes and said “Now!!”

“OK  OK a pinky OK please do a pinky the pinky…”

“Good” Madame Jemma ripped the nail off her left pinky and the room was again filled with Mitsi’s screams

Madame Jemma waited for her to calm down then held the nail up to Mitsi’ face.” This a lesson. You bad mouth again I pull out all your fuckin nail bitch.. hands and feet ….then I rip lips off from pussy.  Be good bitch learn fast or I hurt you very very bad.”

Mitsi’s nodded her head up and down while averting her eyes from Madam Jemma’s.

“Now we teach you learn love dogs very much…you like to fuck right…I see you fuck many many mens now you fuck dogs.”

Before Mitsi could fully recover or process Madame Jemma’s words; Jimmy came back in the room with his bucket and sponge. This time he proceeded to lather her ass with the honey based concoction…the other girls grew agitated and seemed envious. This time there was no bell. Jimmy left the room and came back with a German shepherd on a leash. He chained him to the floor just behind Mitsi so that when released the animal could only reach her ass with his tongue. Mitsi could feel the heat from the dog’s breath building in her pussy while Jimmy held it back.

  “Say Hello to Duke Mitsi he your fiancé’.” Jimmy shook a pair of bells and let Duke at her ass.

On the first lick…Mitsi practically went into shock, the huge long rough tongue was the most wonderful sensation she had ever felt on her clit. Within minutes she was pushing back and wiggling her ass as best she could in her restraints. Soon Duke had licked her clean and was straining against his chain to mount her. Jimmy pulled the animal back and left the room. Mitsi was still vibrating from the sensations coursing through her body.

The procedure was repeated 3 more times before M Jenna returned. She went right over to Mitsi and knelt in front of her…”I think you like lick by dog now huh?” ..she signaled Jimmy to prepare her again. Mitsi could not hide her anticipation as the liquid dripped from her pussy. She held her head down in shame.

“Say it Mitsi…say you love doggie lick” The bells rang and Duke went to work. Mitsi gasped for air and  lit up…‘Yes…yes I love doggie lick I love doggie lick.”

“Good…good…now you get doggie fuck…Duke you new husband.”  Jimmy unchained Duke; the animal finished his pussy licking and  leaped onto Mitsi’s back. He literally fucked her like a machine. She never had such speed and force all at once. Now she fully understood the others. No denying it. She was loving every stroke of being fucked by Duke. She was already a happy fuck bitch.

Two weeks later, the guests gathered in the little chapel. Roger came all the way from New York City.  It was a simple wedding. Organ music filled the room. The bare breasted bride wore a short white frilly mini skirt that didn’t quite cover her ass as she crawled down the aisle on all fours towards her fiancé’, Duke. The lovely flower girl; Ruby, wore red stockings, black garters and a red satin skirt that stopped just below her erect cock.(Just to keep noise at a minimum for the wedding, Ruby was allowed to turn down the vibration on her butt plug. Still, she remained stimulated enough to maintain her erection proudly.)

Her ensemble was topped off by her Chauffer hat.

When it came time to pronounce them Dog and Bitch, Madame Jemma looked down at Mitsi and said…”you may give your husband good fuck now.” Mitsi shook her breasts rapidly sounding the little bells on her nipples. Duke was on her in a flash …a smile crossed her face as she raised her ass up high to meet her doggie husband’s cock.

Roger absolutely treasured the film when it arrived. A bargain at any price.