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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