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  OFFICE SLUT
by Ed Nick.

As my story opens I was putting the final touches on a blow job and fuck from my secretary, and in typical Ed "Bruiser" Smith style, I was rubbing my soiled cock in my secretary's face with commands to lick it clean. Helen was in tears, as usual, but that was just music to my ears. At 6'3" and 235 lbs I intimidated most men, let alone weak, wimpering bitches, and I loved nothing better than slapping women around and using them sexually. Today was just a typical occurrence for me, and Helen, as she was just one of many women who worked for me and took turns suffering my abuse and servicing my sexual needs. As the owner of a secretarial service that employed all women I was like a kid in a candy shop who didn't know where to start, and certainly knew even less where to stop. I was the only man in the office and ruled with an iron fist. My female bitches belonged to me and served me out of fear and awe.

As we finished our little escapade, which I know was a lot more fun for me than her, I grabbed her by the hair, threw her to the floor and told her to get back to the work and get the fuck out of my office. Grabbing her clothes, she ran half naked and sobbing back into the office area where I kept my women workers, like a stable of harem slaves waiting for their lord and master to select one for his pleasure. While a half naked woman running out of her boss's office might be a shock in other environments, it was fairly normal in my empire, and others were just happy that it wasn't them. As I tidied myself, Bobbi another of my workers buzzed me on the intercom and told me I had a woman waiting to interview for a vacant office manager position. I told her to bring the cunt in and I would talk to her now.

Within seconds Bobbi opened the door, accompanied by the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. At 5'10" tall she was built like an hourglass, with never ending curves, and ebony brown skin that glistened and was as smooth as porcelain. Her body and muscles were taut, tight, and perfectly proportioned, and exuded both strength and athleticism, as well as overwhelming sensuality and sexuality. In addition, she had tits the size of grapefruits and an ass that could engulf your entire head if she sat on your face, which hopefully would be in the near future. Her face was chiseled to perfection and had just enough makeup to make you drool with desire. Adding to her overall sexual allure was a skin tight one piece dress that was cutoff at mid-thigh and supported on her broad shoulders by two thin straps. Add open toed black patent leather stiletto heels, sheer black nylons, a black afro, perfume that made you high as a kite, and long finger nails painted a fire engine red and you had the perfect woman. Now we just had to test her obedience and her ability to give a good blow job.

In typical "bruiser" style and with the class my bitches have come to expect, I said:

"You are one fine piece of ass, Miss. I am sure you will do just fine here if your cunt is as big as your mouth. With your looks and body we will have one fine time together and maybe if you're lucky you'll even get to accompany me home and get to enjoy me in bed."

For some odd reason, Bobbi just snickered and giggled as my new black toy laid a big black valise on the floor beside her chair and sat down at a chair beside my desk. As she took her seat like I commanded she crossed her legs, slowly, sensually, and teasingly. As she did, her skirt raised even higher on her thighs and those firm, hard, muscular limbs were flaunted even more than before. In addition, the tops of her stockings and the snaps from her garter were now exposed for public display. Rubbing her feminine, long fingers up and down her upper thighs and the hem on her dress, in a feeble attempt to make believe she was just trying to straighten her dress and stockings, made my cock harden in eager anticipation. She knew exactly what she was doing, turning me on unbelievably, and I was enjoying every moment of it. Turning to Bobbi, I said:

"What the fuck are you laughing at bitch. Now get your ass out of here and go do some typing before I bitch slap you and kick your fucking ass. That's all you are good for anyway, except a good blow job and a sloppy fuck. Now scoot like a good little girl so me and Aunt Jemima can get better acquainted."

With that Bobbi backed out of the room, giggling and snickering all the way. I now had time to rest my eyes on my new employee and boy did I love what I saw. All I could think about was putting my engorged cock in her cunt and riding her all afternoon, but first I sat down and said:

"Hey Chocolate Bunny, get me a cup of coffee like a good little girl and if you do a good job with that assignment you may just get the job. Add little a sugar, obedience, and a good blow job and you may just work out."

The fucking cunt, however, just sat there staring me down acting like she was my equal and then she got up walked over to me and sat on my lap, crossed her legs again, and put her arm around my neck. By now I was going crazy with desire and just the mere touch of her bountiful bottom on my crotch almost made me come. For added emphasis and effect, she rubbed her ass back and forth over my crotch, and even bounced up and down to really give my cock a workout. She gave me a few kisses on my cheek and in a sexy voice whispered in my ear:

"Don't you even want to know my name Mr. Boss. Let's get to know each other better first. You are just so sexy and manly I can't hold myself. You may call me Goddess Diane and I will call you my Fido, like the good little pooch you are going to become or should I call you Edwina for the castrated male you are destined to be. What do you think Hercules."

Obviously these words shocked me for their brazenness and despite my yearning to take her as quickly as possible, I could see she needed a little lesson.

"Why you fucking bitch. Who do you think you're talking to cunt. You obviously need a good fucking beating before I shove my cock in your mouth. When I get finished with you, you can call me King Stud and I'll just call you slut for the whore you are destined to become or are you already a whore, dumb fuck."

Before I could get up, however, to throw her off my lap she gave me a quick kiss on my lips and then tightened her grip around my neck and locked my head in a crushing viselike headlock. Pulling my face into her bosom and smothering me between her tits, she said:

"You really are one dumb, fucking, poor excuse for a man. Aren't you Fido? I see you need a lesson in how to treat a woman, especially a woman who is going to break your body, then break your will, and who is going to make you a fucking sissy whore to be fucked by every woman in this office. You've done fucked with the wrong woman and the last woman you are ever going to fuck with. You are mine Fido, body and soul. Your new job in this office will be to crouch beneath my gorgeous body, head between my legs, tongue in my pussy, eating me out all day. When I tire of that you will be the new office boy servicing and taking orders from every woman in this office. At night you will live with me as my new maid Edwina and as the good bitch you are I will fuck you and beat you till you will wish you were dead."

During her entire speech I struggled to free myself, but her arms were like pillars of steel that wouldn't budge and I began to tremble in shock because of the shocking new experience of a woman with extraordinary spunk and surprising strength. As she tightened her grip, the definition and size of her muscles just exploded and engulfed my head. However, I still maintained the confidence she would eventually succumb to my superior strength. After all, although she was a superior female specimen, she was still just a cunt. Finally, she gave me several short sharp punches to the top of my head with her free arm. I could do nothing to stop her and felt helpless in her arms, pinned beneath her ass as she sat on my lap.

After just enough punches to enrage me, but not enough to do any real damage, she released her grip on my head and in what seemed like total disdain for my overwhelmimg strength stood up and casually walked away from me. By now, though, I was seeing red and could think of nothing else but beating the shit out of this uppity nigger bitch. However, she acted unconcerned and almost ignored me as she walked over to my door and locked it. Turning around to face me again, she said:

"I think we need a little privacy Fido for your first set of lessons in obedience. We don't want you running away from little old Chocolate Bunny till you received every last bit of punishment coming to you. We all know what a sniveling coward you are and how you have terrorized your female employees, but now it's time to pay your penance many times over. By the way Fido, just in case you are wondering I know all your sins. I was asked by your employees to come in and literally take over the business, but not till I taught you a lesson you will never forget. The part about you becoming my live-in slave and bitch, however, is my own ideal, and a fringe benefit so to speak. The timing for me was perfect since I was getting tired of my last she-male whore and I was ready for some new meat, and you are it. Also, one last thing before I kick and fuck your ass, your Chocolate Bunny crack is going to earn you an extra beating so don't even bother to beg for mercy."

With that proclamation she casually unzipped her dress, slipped her shoulder straps off her broad shoulders, and let her dress fall to the ground. Standing before me in high heels, stockings and garter belt, and bra, and no panties she motioned me to come and get it with her index finger and boy was she going to get it. I got up and swaggered slowly over to her to give her a beating she would never forget, and on the way said:

"You are one sorry and stupid cunt, Aunt Jemima. You got to be the stupidest bitch I have ever met to think you can actually beat me up. First I am going to bitch slap you till you cry Uncle and next I am going to shove my huge white cock up your big black ass till it comes out your fucking black pussy. Then I am going to drag your black ass outside and let you suck me in front of all my dumb bitches so they will see what happens if they ever try to go against me again."

We now stood toe to toe and the black bitch still just stood there motioning me to take my best shot. I was thinking to myself she must be crazy as I hauled off to slap her, when to my wonder and amazement, she grabbed my wrist in mid flight and stopped my swing dead. She then bent my wrist back with seemingly no effort, sending me into excruciating pain as she forced me to my knees. As I kneeled before her screaming in pain, she suddenly released her grip and gave me a forehand and backhand slap to my face with her other hand before I could react. Her slaps were so hard, they sent me reeling backward, but before I could even fall and hit the ground, she had lashed out with her foot and gave me a drop kick to my stomach that left me paralyzed in pain, unable to breathe for several seconds.

After this brief, opening encounter I laid on the ground defenseless and in shock, but she did not press her advantage. Instead, she just stood there above me and said:

"Round 1 to Aunt Jemima, Fido. Now get your white honky ass off the ground and try giving me a little challenge. It ain't no fun when it's too easy. At least make an effort you goddamn wimp."

I was in still in shock and gasping for air from her initial salvo, but there was no way I was going to let this bitch talk to me like that. As I stumbled to my feet, pissed as hell I told her in no uncertain terms I was going to kick her ass, and I still felt I could in spite of her lucky reaction to my first attack. This time though I wasn't going to play around, I came in swinging with my fists intending to smash her pretty face into dogmeat. However, she blocked and deflected my blows and I couldn't touch her. I continued punching and she was content to just block my blows without throwing one of her own. Finally I got one through her defenses, but she ducked just in time and my punch landed on the door. As wood splintered every which way, my fist exploded in agony and I hopped away holding my hand trying to stop the pain.

The cunt just starting laughing like crazy at my predicament, but again did nothing to press her advantage. This just enraged me beyond belief. I couldn't let this cunt embarrass me like this. This time I was determined to just throw her to the ground, forget the fancy stuff, and beat the living daylights out of her. I turned around and rushed her like a mad bull figuring there was no way she could avoid me and in fact she made no attempt to avoid me. Head down, running blindly towards her, she hit me flush on the top of my head with a right hand punch that sent me to the ground like a sack of potatoes. I landed dazed at her feet, kneeling on my knees, arms hanging loosely at my sides, almost knocked out with one punch. For the first time I was starting to question my ability to defeat this crazy vixen and I was scared. She had handled me like a little kid and I could already sense she was a pro and I was out of my league. Again though, she just stood above me looking down in derision, while I could do nothing but look down at her nylon clad toes sticking out of her open toed shoes and the perfect ankles and calves sprouting out of those 6" heels, thinking who is this fucking bitch. As I wobbled shakily on my haunches, she said:

"Okay it's time to finish this charade of a fight. I was hoping you could at least make it interesting, but you are the worst excuse for a man I ever met. You're soft, weak, and slow. At least my current whore can actually touch me on a rare occasion, but you have no shot Fido. So here's what we are going to do dumb fuck. I will start your punishment now and when you are ready to take my 10 inch dildo up your ass let me know by your whimpering and sincere begging, and I'll think about stopping. First, however, let me respond to your racist comments."

With that veiled threat, she grabbed my hair, pulled my head up and punched me in the eye, saying that's for Chocolate Bunny. She punched me again, saying that's for Aunt Jemima. She punched me yet again saying that's for black bitch. Once more she punched me and said that's for thinking about a black racist comment. Still again she punched me and said that's for your general racist attitude. Finally, she let my hair go and I flopped to the ground just about unconscious from her powerful haymakers, but she had one more left to go. Taking a step to straddle my body she raised her foot and stomped on my balls, sending me into unbelievable agony, and said that's just for fun honky. She then took her foot, put it on my chest, pushed me to the ground, and said "Now we start your punishment for your male chauvinist behavior."

Lying on the ground, head pounding, balls throbbing, looking up her sculpted calves and thighs into her exposed pussy, I could only think "What the hell was that, if it wasn't punishment and how much more can I take." In fact, our tussle had hardly started, but I had already received enough punishment and enough of a demonstration of her fighting prowess to give up and end it right there. However, my male ego had been severely damaged and I could not bring myself to say the words, "I quit." Also, what of her words to make me her slave and slut. Surely she was kidding and had just uttered those words for effect, she couldn't really mean that. And what of my relations with my office staff, how could I face them admitting defeat to this amazon bitch. As I pondered what to do, my tormentress at least made her intentions clear as she stood above me, hands on hips, pressing my chest down with her foot, grinding her stiletto heel into my stomach:

"I'll give you a few minutes to recover before we continue. Now for the rules of your training, please feel free to try to fight back and resist at any time. I know initially it will be hard to accept your emasculation, but you eventually will not only accept it, but will welcome it. Till then, however, you will suffer unbelievable and never ending punishment and humiliation, starting with your beating and deflowering today. It will never end actually, but eventually it will lessen and you will embrace your femininity and servitude with joy and understanding."

With each word and nuance, I began to clearly see that this woman was crazy and I was fighting for my life. Therefore, with every last ounce of strength I could generate I knew I needed to do something quick. Accordingly, I grabbed for her leg pressing me down and with all the strength I had, I twisted it and pushed it off my body. This had caught her by surprise and I was able to actually catch her off balance and cause her to lose her balance as she tumbled to the ground. I was Mr Stud again, ready to teach this bitch a lesson in humility.

I quickly jumped on top of her and straddled her stomach as she landed on her back. Reaching back to deliver a punch to her face I suddenly felt her back arch up, her legs lift from the ground, and her ankles wrap around my head before I could deliver a blow. Getting her feet around my ears, she locked her toes together, and with alarming ease threw me to the side and off her body. Once I landed on the ground, she released her grip around my head and repositioned her legs so that her muscular calves were now locked around my head. Try as I might to pry her legs loose, I could not budge them and she just slowly tightened her grip till my head felt like it was going to explode between her rock hard calf muscles.

I was now held helpless yet again looking up those perfect legs encased in shiny black nylon. I could gaze directly into her hairy pussy, to her bountiful breasts, and finally into her face that beamed with glee at my precarious predicament. Her position just reinforced and exacerbated my feeling of humiliation as she laid on her side, casually resting her head on her arm, with hardly a gesture of effort, as I struggled to get free and felt myself slowly blacking out from the pressure of her calves. She only laughed at my predicament and gave me mock praise for my sneak, but feeble, attack.

As I got closer and closer to unconsciousness, I finally stopped struggling. At this point she released her grip and repositioned my, by now, lifeless body. This time she sat on my legs and locked her thighs around my stomach so that we were facing each other with only a short distance between us. Again she tightened her legs around my stomach until the pain was almost unbearable. However, she added another element of punishment and humiliation to my predicament. She started slapping me in the face and when I tried to protect myself she just knocked my arms aside effortlessly. Between the distraction of being squeezed between her legs and my weakened condition, I had no chance of protecting myself. At first the slaps were more light playful type blows, more effective for taunting than administering real punishment. However, they increased in intensity until they became truly painful blows that rattled my head and brought tears to my eyes.

While all this was going on, her stockings, ass, and exposed pussy rubbing against my limp cock brought it back to life. Although I was suffering from her physical abuse, I was strangely getting turned on from our intimate contact down below.

The slapping finally ended and my black amazon nightmare said:

"Are you finally getting the message Fido. You are mine, body and soul, and I just love tormenting your lily white ass. Now let's see if you can pass your first test. What's my name and what's your new name?"

After the shock of what had happened to me, I couldn't remember either and I blubbered that I forgot. With that she admonished me for my stupidity and reminded me to call her Goddess Diane and that my new name was to be Edwina. To punish my failing, she punched me flush on the noise and blood went spurting everywhere from what had to be a bloody nose. She then released me and stood up to straddle my body, while I sat there holding my bloody nose, crying like a little kid, eye level with her pussy. Looking down at me she said it looked like my nose was broken, but she couldn't be sure. She then, with no warning, pulled her leg back and gave me a knee to my nose. As my upper body snapped back and the back of my head bounced off the floor, she laughingly said "Now I'm sure, your nose is broken." In fact, it also felt like she loosened a few teeth, but I guess that was just a bonus.

She then walked over to straddle me again and pulled my now lifeless upper body up by my tie. Although not yet voicing it, I was now a broken man and had no fight left in me. I was no more than a rag doll, left to suffer whatever else she cared to administer, and she wasn't finished yet.

"Hey stud had enough left or do you want to try tripping me again. Of course it doesn't really matter what you want though, does it. By the way I apologize. Your right eye is a beautiful shade of purple and the middle of your face is a lovely collage of red, but your left eye is untouched. Now we can't have that, can we. To me you are like a canvas upon which I am painting a beautiful picture. Therefore,"

And with that she punched me in the left eye saying that was for calling her a Chocolate Bunny. As before, she punched me several times more for my earlier racial slurs, reminding me about each one before each punch. After the last one, however, she said:

"Wait a minute I already punished you for those comments. Please excuse me, I am truly sorry. You have suffered unwarranted punishment"

She laughed uproariously at her own humor while I flirted with unconsciousness and my head throbbed in excruciating agony.

"Well have you had enough yet Fido. I'm in a generous mood today so say the magic words and we'll give you a temporary respite."

Believe me I had more than enough. I begged for mercy, using her right name, but wouldn't you know it I forgot to ask for her 10" inch dildo as instructed in the beginning, as she so quickly reminded me. Of course back then I had not taken her seriously, and I couldn't remember the details of what she had said, but I was intensely serious now and was willing to do anything to stop the beating. Fearing the worse, I was ready to do anything to stop the pain. Already blubbering and crying profusely, I reacted almost instinctively by wrapping my arms around her legs and shoving my face in the crack between her thighs, not in any attempt to fight back, but as a gesture of sincerity and defeat. At any other time, the firmness and roundness of her legs, and those perfumed nylons, would have sent me into ecstasy, but in my current state I could not really appreciate those aspects. I was begging for my life.

"Please Goddess Diane, please, pretty please stop. I will do anything, just please stop hurting me. I will never treat my employees bad again and I will do anything you command, just please don't hit me again. Please fuck me with your dildo, do anything you want to me, but please stop punching me. I can't take anymore, please fuck me, please fuck me.'

Goddess Diane could only express her disappointment:

"You really are a loser Edwina. From now on you have earned the new name Edwina, instead of Fido, because you are truly a loser and from the looks of it you are ready for your transformation. However, because of your stupidity in forgetting our dildo, you will now have to work your way back into my good graces. We'll give you one test though to at least maybe lessen my anger and the rigors of your next punishment. Starting five seconds ago, you have 30 seconds to strip completely for me."

Dear reader, by now as you probably realize, Goddess Diane was just playing with me and she knew there was no way I could successfully comply with her command. She was just looking for new and creative reasons for punishing me. Nonetheless, I tried as hard as I could and probably undressed as fast as I have ever undressed in my life, ripping my clothes in the process, but try as I might it took me longer than 30 seconds. Not knowing what to do or what she wanted when I finished, I stood there at attention eyes lowered when I finished, waiting for her response. Goddess Diane said nothing, sauntered over to stand in front of me and grabbed my cock in her right hand. She then ordered me to stand still while she squeezed and twisted my cock, sending me into new and ever increasing sensations of pain. Continuing her mangling of my cock, she said:

"Poor Edwina you failed again. What am I going to do with you with you girl. You just can't seem to get anything right. You really are one poor excuse for a human being and it's obvious the only thing you are good for is being my whore and slave. Ain't it stupid? As for your ripped clothes, don't fret girl because you ain't going to be needing and seeing them again, if you know what I mean. We are going to make you one fine looking piece of ass, sort of like how you referred to me earlier. Plus as I remember it you called me Chocolate Bunny so we will need to find a cute nickname for you."

With that she punched me in the stomach, causing me to double over in excruciating pain, but she held on to my cock, adding the pain to my stomach to the pain to my more mangled cock.

"I'll tell you girl, every time I think of those racist comments, I get pissed off again. You done really fucked yourself with your stupidity. If it's okay with you, I think I'll just get that bile out of my system now before it ruins our newfound relationship."

She then released my cock, which gave me a short lived respite from the excruciating pain she was subjecting me to. Before I could appreciate the break, though, she put her hand under my throat and pushed me roughly across the floor to pin me against the wall. Pushing my head up against the wall with one hand, she then proceeded to punch me in the stomach with her free hand. Each blow was like a sledgehammer to my gut, which made me want to double up in agony, but she kept me propped up against the wall while she continued plowing her fist into my gut. With each blow the pain became almost unbearable and I could hardly breathe, but Goddess Diana showed no mercy. Finally, after what seemed like forever she did stop and removed the hand that was propping me up and I immediately crumpled to the floor, gasping for air and sobbing uncontrollably. By now my body ached and throbbed all over, and I was truly a broken man as she had promised. Laying their buck naked in a fetal position crying like baby, face battered and bruised, stomach covered with black and blue marks, I was truly a pathetic sight.

Placing her foot atop my broken body, she then started rubbing her pussy and with obvious great joy, said:

"I don't know about you girl, but I feel a hell of a lot better. By the way you may have noticed I have started referring to you in the feminine sense because in my mind you have lost all semblance of any masculinity you may have had. You are my whore, bitch, pure and simple, nothing more and nothing less, because there is nothing less than you. We have just a few more lessons to go over before we dress you up and I ride you out of here like a triumphant ruler. Are we enjoying ourselves yet and have I earned a place in bed in with you yet, stud. You have certainly earned a place in bed with me, darling. When we get home I am going to fuck your brains out, sweetheart. By the way, I am hungry. Let's order something to eat."

She then walked over to my desk and used the intercom to call Bobbi in to the office. By now the thought of being embarrassed in front of my secretary was just a fleeting worry. I had concerns and fears well beyond that minor embarrassment. I was terrified and praying that the threats from Goddess Diane were just posturing on her part and after she had finished with my ass kicking would just laugh, say it was all a joke, and leave me to somehow recover my life. For now, I was just hoping to survive the horrific beating I was taking and would worry later about my reputation as a man. I was just praying that I would be allowed to stay a man, albeit a thoroughly humbled one. I could take the lesson in humility, but I was horrified that Goddess Diane meant every word she said, because I was not man enough to stop her threats.

Bobbi had unlocked my door and had entered my office to see me cowering on the floor in fear, covered with bruises and blood, blubbering like a woman. Rather than recoil in shock, she just started laughing like before, and now I knew exactly why. I also now knew exactly who had set me up because she went directly to Goddess Diana and they started embracing like long lost lovers. After covering each other in kisses, they separated and both walked other to stand above me. Goddess Diane said:

"Oh I forgot to mention one other thing, I already have a live in lover Edwina. Therefore you will be servicing both of us lover girl and if you are really good you can watch us make love every night. Now I hope you can do better with this next test I am going to give you, girl, because you really have been a disappointment so far. This is a test of your originality and creativity. I want you to show Bobbi how sorry you are for your previous deplorable behavior and convince her what you can do to makeup for it. Now go to it girl."

I didn't know what to do, but I did know whatever I did probably wouldn't be enough to avoid additional punishment. I was so desperate, though, to at least minimize the punishment, or at least postpone it, I would do anything. Therefore, I eagerly started covering Bobbi's high heel shoes with kisses and caresses, and pleas for forgiveness. Bobbi was a beautiful woman in her own right with a dynamite body. At 5' tall, she couldn't weigh much more than a 100 lbs, but she had curves in all the right places. However, the humiliating thought of a 235 lb man groveling at the feet of such a delicate woman never entered my mind or slowed me. Adding to the ridiculous sight was me scampering and crawling after Bobbi as she laughed uproariously and started to walk around the room to further complicate my assignment. In addition, as she started to get in the spirit of things, and realized I was no longer a threat to her, she began kicking me to spur me on and even pulled me up by my hair to spit in my face and slap me occasionally.

When Goddess Diane asked her if I was convincingly apologetic and servile, Bobbi, as expected said "Not yet." Goddess Diane then pulled my belt out of my pants and gave it to Bobbi, and said "Whip him good to teach him a lesson then." What followed was an incredible turnaround from the meek woman I used to know. Bobbi spent the next several minutes whipping every inch of my body with my own belt. As welts rose on my body, she seemed to be energized and whipped even harder. I tried to protect myself with my arms, but she whipped my legs, upper body, ass, and even my head with a frenzy and fury I could never have imagined. In fact, she got so carried away even Goddess Diane had to stop her with the admonishment to leave something left for the other women in the office. Nonetheless, by the time she was finished I had welts, several oozing blood, from head to toe. I was in more pain and felt more degraded than I thought possible. Goddess Diane then sent Bobbi out for lunch and told her I would be properly dressed and ready for my coming out party when she returned.

Left alone yet again, Goddess Diane rolled my lifeless body on its back and sat on my stomach. Straddling my body with her legs, she reached behind her with one hand and grabbed my cock and actually started to rub it sensually, rather than twisting it painfully, to get it hard and excited again. While she continued rubbing, she said:

"Girl, you must have really pissed Bobbi off, I have never seen her that angry. I almost hate to see what your other women are going to do to you, but even your Goddess has some mercy. We'll take a short break before we give you your next test and dress you up pretty for your coming out party in the office. I hope by now you realize the seriousness of your situation and the fact I'm not playing around or kidding. I just hope you survive this afternoon because we have plans for tonight. First, we are going to go shopping for your new wardrobe, then we are going to get your hair done in a nice feminine do. We do want you looking nice tonight for a party at your house. I've taken the liberty of inviting a few of my friends over with their she male whores to give you a little taste of your new life. Until then though you got lots more punishment coming."

As she spoke, she continued rubbing my cock harder and I got more excited, but I was also distracted by her warning of things to come and I just had to speak:

"Please Goddess Diana I've learned my lesson and I will never treat a woman bad again. Please don't humiliate me any farther. Please don't take away my malehood, don't make me a woman. I'll do anything, I'll make you a partner in my business, I'll give you money. Anything, just don't hurt me anymore and don't degrade me anymore."

As I spoke, without my even being aware how close I was, I started to ejaculate wildly from her stroking my cock and the pent-up sperm went every which direction. Goddess Diane just smiled. Pulling her sperm covered hand from behind her back she put it in my mouth and I knew exactly what she wanted me to do, exactly what I usually made my female conquests do. I licked her hand for all I was worth to swallow every piece of cum. As I did this, she said:

"Edwina, you done flunked your next test. You could not even hold yourself while promising me what a good boy you would be. Well I hope you enjoyed it because that is the last pleasurable ejaculation you will have for a long time. Plus you earned yourself one more punishment before we dress up nice and pretty. It's time to start earning your keep. I am going to switch my position and sit directly on your face. I will then start slapping your worthless cock and continue slapping till you make me come by eating my pussy. Now this is a very important test because if you can't make me come, your cock will be so sore it may never be serviceable again."

Using my face for support, she pushed herself up and as promised turned around and sat back down, directly on my face. Her ass and pussy engulfed my face and I could barely breathe. The real test might be just staying conscious long enough to bring her to orgasm. Wasting no time, I felt the first slap against my now lifeless cock and it was no playful reminder to keep me focused. It was a hard brutal slap that brought sharp pain. Before I could react, I felt a slap from her other hand and she began a steady torrent of blows on my defenseless cock.. Needing no further encouragement I began using my tongue for all I was worth. I never sucked or licked so hard in my life, despite almost no air to breathe and the awful beating my cock was taking. As my tongue worked at a feverish pitch, I could actually hear Goddess Diane starting to moan in ecstasy and she started rubbing her pussy over my face in rhythm to my tongue work. However, rather than distracting her from her handiwork on my cock, she actually slapped me harder as she got excited. Finally, when I thought my cock could take no more punishment and the pain had reached unbearable heights, she came in a flood of pussy juices over my face and I nearly gagged to death.

True to her word, though, she stopped slapping me and rested the full weight of her body, via her ass on my face. The next thing I felt was a new flow of hot fluid being discharged over my face. At first I couldn't figure out what it was, but then it came to me, she was pissing on my face. I bucked for all I was worth trying to get away from this ultimate degradation, but my head was locked firmly between her legs and her ass and I wasn't going anywhere till she was finished. The flood of piss entered my nose and mouth and covered my entire face. When she finally finished pissing, she stood up and looked down on me from directly above my face.

"I didn't think you would mind if I relieved myself, dear. However, you really must learn to swallow and drink my piss so that no drops get on the floor, but don't worry you will have lots of practice. In the meantime though you created a real mess and you allowed my stockings to get wet with urine. Bad girl, you must be punished."

I thought what more can she do to me. I already ached from head to toe and suffered the most degrading acts imaginable, but she obviously had more imagination than me and a cruel streak that just wouldn't end. She grabbed me by one ear and roughly pulled me to my feet. Next she dragged me to the sofa and sat down, then threw me over her lap like a naughty little boy. To keep me from squirming, she took one of my legs and locked it underneath one of her thighs, while my other leg was draped over the same thigh. With no further ado she then administered the worst bare handed spanking I have received. She beat both cheeks of my ass unmercifully and without letup for several minutes. I just couldn't believe the strength and stamina she had. Within the first hundred spanks I was bawling like a baby, within the next few hundred I was struggling like a mad man to get loose, by the end of the next several hundred my ass was so sore I wouldn't be able to sit for a month, and although I begged and pleaded for her to stop and fuck me she just continued.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she stopped spanking me and threw me on the floor and said "Have you got the message yet Edwina or do you need further training ?"

Trying anxiously to please I showered her feet and legs with kisses, all the while begging for mercy and asking her not to hurt me anymore. Under her guidance and urging I worked my way up her calves and thighs and went straight to her pussy, knowing exactly what she wanted and enjoyed. As she locked my head between her thighs and roughly rubbed the snap buttons of her garters across my ears, I ate her pussy and made her come twice in the next 15 minutes. With both of us exhausted by my efforts, she finally told me to stop, and keeping my head between her thighs, allowed her lower legs to relax and lie across my back.

"Now that is much better Edwina, that's a good girl. You may just work out after all. Once we get you in some heels and a sexy maid's uniform you may even be an attractive whore. First, however, we both have to clean up before we let you wear your frilly training clothes. To start with I want you to take my clothes off using only your mouth. Is that clear dear?"

Totally in character (my new character), and totally broken in will, I responded:

"Thank you Goddess Diane. I want to be a good slave and I promise to worship and obey you in all matters. I only want to please you and would be honored to take your dildo up my ass whenever it pleases you. Please just don't hurt me any more. I can't take any more punishment. I promise never to be disrespectful again. I beg and plead for your mercy, I can't take any more, please your highness."

And dear reader, I was totally sincere and honest. I had been broken, as she promised, in both body and spirit. At that moment I would have done anything she commanded and suffered any indignity willingly. Also surprisingly, I was not as terrified any more and had almost accepted my new position. If truth be told I loved being beneath and between her legs, loved the feel of her silk nylons around my head, and loved eating that magnificent pussy and being able to bring her to climax so readily. I also strangely enough felt secure and protected in her superior strength and personality and had accepted her as my new master, or should I say mistress. I was still sore, aching, bruised, battered, and bloodied, but I was beginning to accept it as my well deserved fate. All I wanted now was to touch and embrace my Goddess and feel her strength and beauty, always. Accordingly, I hugged and embraced the muscular thighs engulfing my head. I even took the liberty of lifting her legs off my shoulders and placing her feet gently on the floor. I continued working my mouth and fingers from her thighs down to her glorious feet, sucking each drop of urine I had carelessly allowed to touch her godlike legs when she sat and pissed on my face. I then took her shoes off and worshipped her beautiful feet, sucking each toe caressingly and sensually. In response to my unsolicited adoration and act of submission and contrition, Goddess Diane commended me:

"Very good Edwina, that's a very good girl. As a reward for your behavior I am going to use my 12" inch dildo instead of my 10" dildo on your ass because it is obvious you are a closet whore who has just been waiting for the right woman to teach you some manners. Unfortunately, we have a lot to do this afternoon, so as much as I enjoy what you're doing we got work to do girl. Now get your worthless ass in gear and take my clothes off using only your mouth and if you put any runs in my stockings you'll pay for it."

I then eagerly proceeded, although with great difficulty, to undo her garter belt snaps, pull her stockings off, and remove her garter belt with my mouth alone. Although in fear I might cause a run or displease my goddess in some other way, I loved the opportunity to get my nose and mouth close to her sensuous legs and pussy. I even was able to undo the snaps on her bra and remove that with my mouth. Of course she was able to find one small snag on her stockings and I was shoved face first into the wall. Goddess Diane then smashed my face against the wall several times while painfully holding and bending one arm behind my back. It was becoming obvious that I would never be able to completely satisfy her and she would find reason to punish me at every opportunity.

We now proceeded to my initial transformation and preparation for meeting the wrath of my former female employees. First I showered and cleaned myself up in my personal bathroom and then I painstakingly gave Goddess Diane a bath and cleaned every nook of her body with a sponge held in my mouth. Then I shaved my legs and was told that eventually I would have to shave my body completely, and keep it clean shaven, but for now we would only shave my legs to keep me from looking too foolish. I was also told that the hormone treatment I would soon be undertaking would help keep my body hair growth down. I have to admit the thought of taking hormones and physically being transformed into a she male was unsettling, but by now I would do anything I was told without complaint and I was even starting to think that wearing silk nylons might actually be kind of interesting.

We next opened the black valise she had brought into my office to gaze upon my new wardrobe and her change of attire. With her direction and guidance I helped her change into a black leather dominatrix outfit that turned me on, even more than her previous sexy attire. Her outfit consisted of a one piece leather suit that covered her like a glove from head to toe, accompanied by black leather, knee high boots that accentuated her calf muscles beautifully. At her direction I licked every square inch of her leather outfit to ensure it was spotless and as a shiny as a mirror, and I must admit I loved every minute of it, especially the broad expanse of her luscious ass. In fact, I was admonished for lingering too long on her ass and was again punished. This time though she showed her creativity by making me spank myself with a hairbrush she just happened to have. This not only punished me, but it tested my sincerity and obedience. Of course I had the added incentive of being told she would punch my lights out if I didn't do a good job. While this may sound almost perverse, I took great pride in spanking myself so thoroughly I almost brought myself to tears. However, this probably wasn't too difficult though because my ass was still on fire from the spanking Goddess Diane had previously given me.

Next we dressed me. Under my Goddess's caring tutelage I was instructed how to dress like a perfect woman. I wore silky black nylons with a garter belt, black patent leather high heels, and a bra filled with huge rubber falsies. Panties and a sexy maid's uniform would have to wait till tonight, because Goddess Diane wanted my cock and balls, and ass to be readily accessible for the expected retribution I was soon to receive. Although disappointed by having to wait for my frilly dress, I did have the opportunity to wear toe nail and finger nail polish and Goddess Diane applied the just perfect amount of lipstick, eyeshadow, and makeup to my face. As I paraded for my master's proud inspection, I actually felt turned on by my new attire and was thinking I may really enjoy this new life.

As was my master's style though, she quickly brought me back to the other harsh reality of my new existence. She gave me a kick to my stomach that doubled me over half way and then a quick kick in the ass that brought me to my hands and knees. She then straddled my back and sat on me like I was her horse. Pulling my hair, she turned my head to face her and said:

"This is your biggest test yet girl. I am going to ride you out to the outer office and you are going to do me proud or I am going to beat you like you never been beaten yet. Bobbi has explained our new arrangement to the women in your office and they have been told they can do whatever they want to you to pay you back for your previous boorish behavior, and I do mean anything. I just have one present for you before I turn you over to them. Now before we go bitch do you have any last words?"

I could only say:

"Thank you for showing me the error of my ways Goddess Diane. I promise you will be proud of me and I will take everything coming to me. During the entire time I will be thinking of only one thing and that is becoming your personal slave and plaything and looking forward to being your one and only whore."

I then carried Goddess Diane out my door, proud to be her steed and reveling in the honor of carrying her on my back. As we entered the office my previous victims were standing in a semicircle and they greeted my arrival with hoots and hollers, and tears of pure joy because their former tormenter was getting his just due. I no longer was embarrassed by my degraded position. I was way past that. I could suffer little more degrading and humiliating, and painful, than what I had suffered in the past few hours. Goddess Diane rode me in a victory lap around the office and the women loved it. They spat on me, kicked me, slapped me, and hurled all kinds of insults as I crawled at their feet. Finally I was ordered to stop at a desk that had been placed in the middle of the office and told to stand up. Goddess Diane then grabbed me painfully by the ear and took a few more victory laps as she dragged me behind her, with me stumbling on my high heels. While we walked, she proclaimed:

"How does "Bruiser" look now ladies. He's not so tough and proud anymore is he. In fact, meet your new office assistant and my new maid, whore, and plaything. You may address him by Edwina, bitch, slut, or any derogatory term you like and if he doesn't respond kick the shit out of him. Take a good look ladies, because this is as close to a man as he will ever look again. By tomorrow he will look like a precious little woman and you may beat him, fuck him, screw him, use him to your's heart's delight. But enough with words, I know you can't wait to get your hands on him. Before that, however, bring me my dildo and let me be the first to fuck his virgin ass. While I strap it on let the bitch have his last words."

With that she banged my head on the desk in the middle of the room and threw me to the ground. I then addressed the women on my hands and knees as she strapped on a 12" dildo handed her by Bobbi.

"I am truly sorry for my terrible behavior. Please, please forgive me. I promise to be the best damn office assistant you ever had and I will do whatever I can to makeup for my past behavior. I will change, please don't hurt me anymore. Goddess Diane has already tortured me and I can't take much more. Please show me some mercy"

And then looking up at Goddess Diane:

"Goddess Diane, please fuck me. Fuck me good and fuck me hard so I can make retribution for my sins. Thank you for showing me what its' like to be a woman and thank you for making me your bitch."

And boy did Goddess Diane fuck me. First I was lifted to my feet by both ears and thrown face down on the desk. She then stepped behind me and pushed my legs apart with her feet so that I was laying spread eagle over the top of the desk. Then she said:

"Bobbi will you please sit on his head to muffle his shouts. I just can't take all that screaming and moaning, and I can just tell that she is a screamer. In fact all she males seem to yell the first time and then beg for more once they get used to it. As for the rest of you pay attention. I expect you to fuck him daily, like he molested you, and I want you to do it right so watch how it's done. Now stick that ass up Edwina, stick it way up so I can get this big 12" cock in your small cunt. You will take it all or you'll die trying. Get ready girl because we is ready to fuck."

Bobbi did as she was told and sat her ass directly on my head, while draping those beautiful legs of hers over my ears and over the front of the desk. Goddess Diane meanwhile shoved a tube of petroleum jelly roughly up my ass and applied a liberal amount of lubrication between my cheeks. Finally, I was ordered to hold on tight, patted on the behind like a good little girl, and the dildo was then shoved into my ass. As a virgin, the initial penetration was extremely painful, but my Goddess took it slow and steady to minimize the initial discomfort, somewhat. Once in, however, she started ramming the dildo in and out like a pile driver as I screamed in agony. Bobbi beat me on the head and ordered me to shutup, and when I couldn't stop my moaning, borrowed some panty hose from one on my employees and shoved it in my mouth.

In the meantime, Goddess Diane never letup, and fucked me long, fucked me hard, and fucked me good. I could feel that huge cock going in and out, over and over again, rubbing painfully against the inside cheeks of my ass and banging hard against my anus. As I was being fucked, Goddess Diane held onto my hips for support and I could feel her pussy slamming against my ass each time she surged forward. My former victims loved it. They screamed in delight and started to yell taunts at me. As my fucking continued, they even came closer to start pulling my ears and tweaking my noise in unconcealed glee. By the time she was finished I was completely spent and my anus had to be at least three times bigger than when she started. As a final touch, I was ordered to suck the dildo clean and had to lick every last piece of shit and blood off that fucking cock. Goddess Diane then pulled me up by my hair and dragged me behind her as she walked around the room showing everyone her prized souvenir.

"Look ladies, this is what a she male whore looks like when you finish fucking them. Take a good look because this is what you'll be seeing each day. Each morning when this piece of shit carries me into work on his shoulders like a fucking mule, he will have that gleam in his eye and you will know he has been fucked royally the night before by his better half. This cunt doesn't look too tough now, does he ladies. In fact he looks kind of pathetic doesn't he. You ladies take him. He is starting to bore me."

With that proclamation she threw me to the ground and ordered me to crawl between the legs of all the women who had lined up with implements of all sorts to beat my ass as I passed beneath them. I then did as I was told and crawled beneath and through a jungle of beautiful, curvaceous, nylon clad legs, not knowing which legs belonged to whom. As I got ready to pass through each set of legs I first kissed the feet and shoes of the woman in front of me and begged for forgiveness and mercy. I then crawled forward and aligned myself underneath her skirt and they would lock my upper body between their knees and beat my ass unmercifully with rulers, belts, hair brushes, and whatever they could get their hands on.

Next I was pulled to my feet and placed inside a circle of ranting, screaming women. They pushed and shoved me from one woman to the next, all the while beating me with their fists, hands, and feet. Although not nearly as strong or as powerful as Goddess Diane, the cumulative effect of their kicks, punches, slaps, and blows, on top of my previous beating, left me a pathetic sight. In fact, as before with Bobbi, Goddess Diane actually had to restrain them or I would not have been able to walk out of that circle and out of that office that afternoon. Helen, as my most recent secretarial conquest was given special privileges after the group mugging.. I had to eat her pussy and suck her vaginal juices, much like I made her eat my cum earlier , then she availed herself of the opportunity to beat my ass with a huge wooden paddle provided by Goddess Diane. I eventually walked away in excruciating agony and pain, and if not out of fear from what Goddess Diane might do to me if I gave into my pain and suffering, I could not have made it.

The physical punishment at least ended for the day, but the rest of the afternoon and night was just as painful from an emotional aspect. As promised, we went shopping for my new wardrobe, using my credit card. First, however, I was dressed in a simple skirt and blouse, then we went shopping in a nearby mall for all to see my predicament. The sales women were told the clothes were for me and they, as well as other shoppers, could only giggle and snicker at my plight. We next went to a beauty shop where my hair was shaped into a nice page boy style while the other women customers laughed in delight. As if just going out in public dressed as a woman wasn't humiliating enough, Goddess Diane continually showered me with verbal abuse and slaps across my head to ensure everyone knew who was boss. At one stop in a restaurant she even laid her feet across my lap and ordered me to massage them while she casually ate her lunch. When I was finally allowed to eat, she put my plate on the floor beside her and I was forced to eat my food like a dog.

The remainder of that night turned out to be an even more memorable experience and culminated the worst day in my life. My first experience, however, upon arriving home was watching my all my clothes burning in a bonfire in my backyard. Apparently, Bobbi had taken my house key earlier and by the time we arrived at my very private and expensive house in an exclusive neighborhood she had moved hers and Goddess Diane's personal belongings into my bedroom. All my clothes had been already removed and set ablaze in the backyard. In addition, heavy metal shackles had been connected to one of the bedposts and I was to spend my nights shackled to the bed while Bobbi and Goddess Diane frolicked in my bed. After this initial shock, I was then painstakingly prepared for my introduction to my new cadre of mistresses and goddesses. First, my entire body was shaved and pampered like a woman's and then I was dressed up in my new clothes. These consisted of 6" heels, pure silk nylons with a garter belt, red frilly panties and a matching red bra, a girdle that was tightened excessively to give me an hourglass figure, and a gorgeous black topless, slinky, skin tight dress that came to mid calf. Add enough makeup to make me look like a French whore, very expensive perfume, very lavish and tasteful earrings, and fingernail extensions that give me a vampish look, and if I do say so myself I was quite a dish. I was now ready for the party.

Our guests that night consisted of several beautiful women and their she male slaves. As the guest of honor I was probed, prodded, slapped, and treated like a piece of meat for their inspection. I paraded in my high heels and sexy attire for their approval and pleasure. Apparently, Goddess Diane liked how well I spanked myself that afternoon, she had me slap myself several times in the face to demonstrate just how obedient I was for her friends. Again I hit myself as hard as I could to avoid her displeasure. I also acted as the perfect maid, serving food and drinks, and performing all kinds of menial chores. In between I kissed feet, ass, boobs, and every other possible body part imaginable to show my respect, reverence, and awe for my new female masters.

The highlight (or lowlight) of the evening, though, was my gang rape, but with a slightly different twist. I was fucked by all the other male slaves at the party and made to suck each one of their cocks and eat their cum as my initiation rite. In addition, I was ordered to jerk myself off as each one fucked me, which was extremely painful because my cock was still bruised and sore from the cock slapping that afternoon. When my cock was so raw, and I was so spent, that I couldn't ejaculate after the sixth anal penetration I was punished by having to eat shit from my owner's ass, washed down with a glass of her urine. To finish my first night with my new masters, because as I was to learn later I was now the communal property of all my mistress's friends, I had to suck each woman's pussy till she climaxed and drink all their vaginal juices.

Well, dear reader, you are probably wondering what became of me after that night. It has now been a year since my transformation and I am still living with Goddess Diane as her slave and she male whore. The hormone treatments are having a wonderful effect. Each day I feel more and more like a woman and farther and farther from my atrocious days as a beastly man. I continue to work in the office as an office girl, performing menial tasks and little dirty jobs, in between my main responsibility as the office whore. When not sitting at Goddess Diane's s feet eating her pussy and sucking her to climax, I am performing similar services for my other women masters. I also take a few hours each day to go clean the houses and apartments of all the unmarried women in the office. At night I take care of all Goddess Diane's and Mistress Bobbi's needs and do all the housework. In return I get fucked frequently and love it. When I'm bad, which seems most of the time, because I just can't seem to please my Goddess, I get punished. My face is constantly bruised and puffy and my body is constantly in pain from my many beatings, but that is what I get for being a bad girl. All in all, life ain't too bad. I got food, shelter, and a host of caring women to beat me, fuck me, and protect me from those horrid men.

 

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