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Default Jane gets her first slave

This is good series that I did not write but thought it would be of interest.
Jane gets her first slave
by Musclelustman



A story by Musclelustman --- I'm new at writing so if you have any
constructive criticism or any comments on the story please let me know. I hope
to write several stories in the next few months. You can send comments to
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The hotshot salesman treats his secretary in a pretty shabby way. He ends up
being her slave

My name is Jane and I'm 33 years old. I've lived a pretty typical life. I
never saw this coming, but my life was totally changed by the top salesman at
our company. Bill is a pretty popular guy and he's a great salesman. Most of
the people in the office really like him. He's attractive and funny. Although
he can be a little arrogant at times with everyone.But he never seemed to like
me. He has always been pretty cold towards me. Many times he's brought
projects to me at the last minute which caused me to ruin my evening or
weekend plans because I had to get his stuff done.

I've been athletic my whole life. My dad played football in the NFL even
though he's small by NFL standars (5'10" and 220 lbs). But he was very strong
and was able to bring the big guys down when he was playing linebacker. He was
never real famous and was only in the NFL for a couple of years before being
hurt and having to retire, but I must have gotten his strenth. Mom ran track
in college and she's pretty strong as well. I'm only 5'1" and weigh 128lbs.
Some might view me as being stocky, but it's all solid. I was a gymnast in
high school and college. When I was in 8th grade I could beat any of the guys
in my class in armwrestling. In fact I beat them easily. It really intimidated
the guys so I decided when I moved in high school to not let guys know how
strong I was. I usually to this day wear long sleaves and loose shirts. But
privately, I love having a lot of muscle. I love the way in looks on me. But
being short and weighing what I do, I know I usually look a little heavy, but
as I said, I'm really solid.

I had a date on a Saturday night. He's a nice guy but I already know it's not
going anywhere. I was in the middle of working out on the treadmill when Bill
called. He said he has a big presentation on Monday and the client wanted to
look over the stuff tomorrow so he needed me to get the presentation
organised. I told him I had a date and couldn't and he got pretty ugly on the
phone. He said I had to do it if I wanted to keep my job. He'd be right over
to drop the stuff off to me. I hung up, but was pretty angry. He's done this
to me several times. I called my date and cancelled. but it was obvious that
he was pissed and he probably wouldn't be calling back. I hit the weights as I
waited for Bill to come over.

When he showed up at the door a half hour later I was just finishing my fourth
set of curls. When I answered the door his expression when he saw me was
somewhere between disgust and amusement. I was wearing short shorts and a tank
top. He never saw my arms before this. My muscles were bulging. He walked in
and said with mockery in his voice, "nice outfit." He went on to give me the
materials and said that he'd need it all put together by 10:00am the next
morning. I looked it over and knew that I had between 5-7 hours of work ahead
of me. I again said how it wasn't fair that I had to give up my Saturday night
because he didn't get his crap together in time. He really got sarcastic! He
said he's the top salesman and he keeps my ass working. He said I should be
grateful that he does so well so that I can have a job. He said that I'm a
peon and he's important so I have to do what he tells me to do. Then he said
he had a date with his fiancee and that it was nine months to the wedding and
they were going to "practice the honeymoon," He lauged as he said this. He
said I should have fun as he went to leave. I said, "Goodbye asshole" as he
went for the door.

He turned around angrily. He said I was a stupid bitch and should be fired.
Then he pointed at my arms and said, "What are those?You work out or
something?" I flexed my bicep and said "these are my muscles- a girl has to be
able to defend herself against assholes like you". He laughed at me. I could
feel my blood pressure going up. I had guys in high school who used to mock me
and this brought back some of those bad memories. He said, "You are a stupid
bitch. Do you think those little girly muscles are actually going to help you
if a man wanted to do something against you?" He was laughing at me. He went
on to say how he met his fiancee at a bar when some guy kept grabbing her ass.
He said how he stepped in and ending up beating the shit out of the guy. He
was her "white knight" and she adored him for being able to protect her. He
said that's what most girls do; they find a strong guy like him to protect
them. He said, "You might be able to handle Pee Wee Herman or Don Knotts, but
most guys would easily kick your ass." I told him he was full of shit and that
I could probably kick his ass if I wanted to.

He laughed at me again. He said I was really funny and asked if I'd like to
place a little wager on a wrestling match. I sized him up. He was about 5'11"
and maybe 185lbs. You could tell he had been athletic but he didn't seem to
have a whole lot of muscle tone. I had never really wrestled a guy before and
was beginning to wonder if maybe I had gone too far, but I wasn't going to
back down. I said, "I'd love to make a bet that I could kick your ass. How
about we wrestle and if I win you get the presentation ready, if you win I get
the presentation ready."

He said, "what do I look stupid? You already have to do the presentation. If I
win I need to get something else." I looked at him suspiciously and must have
looked a little scared. He laughed and said, "I suppose I could just hold you
down and screw you when I win." I said he was a pig, but he said, "Don't
worry, I'm getting prime rib tonight, I'm not going to waiste myself on
hamburger helper." I could feel my blood pressure continue to rise. Who was he
calling hamburger helper? I had seen his girlfriend and she really is
beautiful. She has a gorgeous figure and a beautiful face. But my body has a
nice shape to it. I know my face isn't beautiful, but it's not ugly either. He
was still laughing and obviously thinking about what he could get if he won
the wrestling match. His eyes got wide and a big smile came over his face and
he said, "I know what we can bet. If you win I'll do the report. If I win you
have to kiss my bare ass. You have to smother my ass with kisses for five
solid minutes - is it a deal?" I looked at him with disgust. What a gross pig.
I told him he was a pig and he laughed and said, "Is little miss muscle afraid
she's going to loose?" I couldn't believe how pissed he was getting me. Why
was I letting this jerk get me so angry? I said, "Okay, asshole, we have a
deal" as I put out my hand to shake. He shook hands with a look of disbelief
and said, "I can't wait to tell Paul and Ken about this. Maybe you can kiss
their asses too." They were other salesmen at the office. We agreed on the
rules- a victory could come either with a pin or a surrender. There was not
allowed to be any hitting, punching, pinching, scratching or biting.

We circled the room for a few seconds and then he came after me all the time
with a big mocking grin on his face. We wrestled for a few minutes- sometimes
my having the advantage other times he had the advantage. But as time went on
it became obvious that I was much stronger. His size and weight allowed him to
fight me off for awhile, but he was tiring quickly and I was more in control.
As the minutes went on I was in total control. The mocking grin was gone. He
looked worried and angry at the same time. I got my legs around his head and
squeezed, he was powerless in my grasp. I asked him if he wanted to give and
he said "never". I squeezed more. I was expending very little energy and he
was frantically pulling at my legs, powerless to budge them. As the minutes
went by he could hardly offer any resistence at all. I let go of his head and
scooted down so that I could get my legs around his waste. I again squeezed.
He squeeled like a pig and called me a bitch. I squeezed harder. I felt like
his ribs could break so I let up a bit. I didn't really want to hurt him, but
I really enjoyed being in control. I kept the pressure up and he finally
blurted out, "I give up. I give up. Let me go." I kept the pressure up and
taunted him a little. "What's the matter, is this little girl with these
little girly too much for the big strong man? Should I call you Pee Wee Herman
or Don Knotts?" He tried to turn toward me but I held him in place. I said,
"ask nicely. Say please let me go?'" He screamed, "you bitch, let me go!" I
squeezed harder and pulled his head back to my chest. I put my arms around his
neck and squeezed his neck as I continued to squeeze his waste with my legs.
He was totally powerless in my arms. He blurted out, "Please let me go." I
said, "say pretty please with ice cream on top." He said, "Pretty please with
ice cream on top." I let him go. I jumped up as he lay on the floor. I stood
over him looking down with great amusement. He usually towered over me so this
was new for me. Also, I couldn't believe that I felt my juices begin to flow.
I was really turned on. I don't think I had ever felt so turned on my entire
life. I reached down to help him up. He grabbed my hand and when I pulled him
up he pushed me back and called me a bitch. He said that I had cheated and
that I had better get that presentation done or I wouldn't have a job come
Monday. He was trying to back out on the bet. I told him I won fair and
square, that I was going to call my date and he better get going and get that
presentation done. He again called me a bitch and said I had better do it or I
wouldn't have a job. He went to leave my apartment.

I went after him and wrestled him to the floor. I said, "If you'd have won I
would have had to kiss your ass, so now you have to keep your end of the bet.
He said "f... you bitch! Let me go." He wasn't getting out of there without a
promise to do the work. I wrapped my legs around him and began to squeeze his
waste again. He shouted out in pain. I grabbed his head and squeezed his neck
again. Again he was powerless in my arms. At this point he was like handling a
rag doll. I really had squeezed the fight out of him. After a little while I
stood up and put his head between my thighs. My legs are like bands of steel
so I knew the groans he was making wasn't put on. I grabbed his right arm and
began to twist it. He again cried out in pain. He begged me to stop. I kept
going for a few minutes. I didn't want him to think I was going to be too easy
on him. After all we had a fair bet. He's ten inches taller then me and out
weighs me by over 60lbs. He was in agony and I felt that I was flowing like a
river. My power over this helpless man was turning me on like I had never
experienced before. He kept begging me to let him go. I said, "So who's going
to prepare the presentation?" He said, "Okay, I'll do it. Please just let me
go." This time his voice wasn't angry or mocking. He was really begging. I let
him go. He got up and looked at me as if he wanted to kill me.

I extended my hand and said, "No hard feelings." He said, "F... you bitch.
I'll do the presentation, but you crossed the wrong guy. Don't expect to have
your job for long." He just wasn't learning very well. I said to him that he
needed to learn to treat a woman of muscle with respect. I told him to worship
my body. He looked at me with a horrified look and told me I was crazy. He
said, "there's no f,,,ing way that I'm worshipping your body." I started to
flex and said, "these muscles can destroy you. You will worship me or I'll
show you what they can do." He went to leave again, but I of course didn't let
him leave. I won't go into all the details but I practiced a lot of holds the
next fifteen minutes. Painful holds. He was putty in my hands. At first he was
swearing a lot and calling me names. But he learned when he did that it just
made it worse, so his language got better over time. I had done some pretty
painful things with his arms so that they were almost useless in fighting. He
was no match for me when they weren't hurt- now there was almost no resistence
at all. As the time went by he was begging me to leave him alone. He was
almost in tears. Meanwhile, I felt like a dog in heat. They say power is an
aphrodisiac and I now know they're right.

I let him go and said, "now worship me." There was no objection. He kissed my
biceps. I told him to worship my left calf, he did. I said, "now my right
shoulder," he got up and worshipped it. I went on commanding him from one part
of my body to another. He stood up, knelt down, stood up again. Whatever I
told him to do, he did. No objections. He was learning.

I told him to tell me how beautiful I am. He did. I told him to tell me how he
wished his fiancee was as beautiful as I am. He said it, but this time he
sounded sarcastic. I said, "are you being disrespectful to me?" He said that
this had been enough and he wanted to leave. I told him he had to learn
respect so I said he needed to kiss my ass. He again had a look of anger.
"I've never kissed anyone's ass and I'm not about to start now" he said. I
asked him if he wanted to bet on that and I smiled. He said, "I don't care
what you do to me I'm not doing that." I thought for a moment and then got a
great idea. I wanted to draw him in. I was going to make it so that he did it
without my physically forcing him to it. I wanted him to do it out of fear. I
wanted to see fear and desperation in his eyes.

I said, "I'll make you a deal. You can leave right now without kissing my ass.
You take your stuff and prepare the pesentation and you can go. But if you
don't kiss my ass now I'll destroy you at work. I'll wrestle you down and
squeeze you and have you begging in front of all of our co-workers. I might
even squeeze hard enough to break a rib. How do you think Ken and Paul will
react when they see you squirming powerless between my legs and begging for me
to let you go?" A look of real horror came over his face. "You wouldn't dare"
he said. There was a desperate pleading in his voice. "You'll be fired
immediately if you do that" he declared. "No I won't" I said, "I'll tell them
you grabbed my ass. Besides, even if I do get fired do you think you'll be
able to continue working there once they've seen you powerless in my grasp and
heard you begging me for mercy?"

I'd never seen such fear in a man's eyes. Male pride is a foolish thing, but I
was learning that a girl with muscle could use it to her advantage. He liked
his reputation as a man's man. He had always exuded confidence. Now he was
scared and was beginning to look desperate. "please, no. You wouldn't do that
would you?" I said, "I'm going to count to ten. When I reach ten you either
will be gone from here - but remeber what will come at the office-- or you'll
be kissing my ass. If your not gone or kissing my ass, you'll end up doing
both. I'll make you kiss my ass now and I'll beat the shit out of you at
work." I thought he was going to cry. "Please no. Please don't do that." I
started counting, "One, two three...." He fell to his kness and begged,
"Please no. Please don't do that." I continued, "five, six seven,"- he was
running out of time, He didn't have time to get out of my apartment. "Eight,
nine,"-- I felt his lips against my ass. I said, "Smother my ass with kisses,"
he did. "Between kisses tell me how beautiful I am" I commanded. "You (kiss)
are (kiss) the (kiss) most (kiss) beautiful (kiss) woman (kiss) on (kiss) the
(kiss) face(kiss) of(kiss) the (kiss) earth(kiss)." I couldn't believe it. He
stopped. I said, "Don't stop until I tell you to stop. He resumed his kissing.
I started to walk toward the kitchen but he stayed where he was. I turned
around and said, "Follow me and keep on kissing." He obeyed. I walked away as
he crawled after me kissing my ass. I thought this is going to be fun. I
walked to the bedroom. I said to him, "Tell me how you'd rather kiss my ass
then make love to your fiancee." I knew it was a ridiculous statement. I know
there was no way that was true. But I guess I wanted another excuse to squeeze
him and feel him powerless in my grasp, but he didn't give me the excuse I
wanted. " I (kiss) would (kiss) much (kiss) rather (kiss) kiss (kiss) your
(kiss) ass (kiss) then (kiss) make (kiss)love (kiss) to (kiss) my (kiss)
fiancee" he said. Now in all honesty it didn't sound real convincing, but I
thought it was really amazed at what I was able to do in about 45 minutes.

I sat on the chair in my bedroom and had him kneel before me. The fear was in
his eyes. I felt like an all powerful queen. I asked him when he was supposed
to be at his fiancee's house and he said about 20 minutes. I commanded him to
call her and cancel their date. With a look of dread and fear in his eyes he
took out his phone. I know he was afraid that I'd take the phone and expose
him. But I thought it would be much more to my advantage to keep him in fear
of exposure. It was better for me to keep it secret what I was doing to him,
so that to avoid being exposed as a wimp he would do anything I commanded. He
called her and begged her for forgiveness. He honestly enough said he had to
get this presentation ready. He hung up, obviously relieved that I did not
tell her the position he was in. I again stood up and flexed and had him
worship all the muscles of my body. This time there was no complaint, just
obedience.

I sat down again and had him kneel in front of me. I said, "With my whole body
being worshipped my boobs are feeling left out." He again had a look of
horror. I said, "remove my bra and worship them." He said, "please. I'm an
engaged man. I love my fiancee. I don't want to be unfaithful to her." I
smiled and said, "what you want doesn't matter one little bit." With that I
put my legs around his neck and began to squeeze. I went from that into a
grapevine. To feel his whole body against mine pathetically struggling but
powerless was really turning me on. I got back in the chair and leaned back.
"Now slave, worship my boobs." He removved my bra and obeyed. He was pretty
good with his tongue. The juices were really flowing now. I started to moan.
"Tell me how you wish your fiancee had boobs like mine" I commanded. I of
course knew that wasn't true. I was only a B cup, his fiancee had to be a D
cup. But he told me what I wanted to hear. I was feeling beautiful and
powerful.

I said, "all this makes me hungry for cock." I couldn't believe what I was
doing. I was never promiscuous. I had only been with a couple of men in my
whole life. But I was like a dog in heat. Meanwhile he again had a look of
horror. He started to cry. He begged me, "please, I really love my fiancee.
Please don't make me do this."

He looked pathetic, and I did feel a little sorry for him. So another
brilliant idea came to me. I had him worship my body some more. Had him
smother my ass in kisses again and worship the boobs again. then I sat down
and said, "I'll make you a deal." He looked at me with suspicion. I said,,
"You can leave right now. I won't make you do that if you don't want to. But,
if you leave now I will overpower you in front of your fiancee. How do you
think she'll feel when she sees her big strong boyfriend begging a little girl
with little girly muscles to let him go." The tears really were flowing in his
eyes now. I said, "I did that to a guy once before. It was two days before his
wedding. I think I broke a rib. He was crying in front of his fiancee and
begging me to stop. She cancelled the wedding." I of course, had made that all
up, but he didn't know that. The tears and fear and desperation filled his
face. I said, "which will it be." I suck you off or you leave, but if you
leave remember what's coming." He was in shock. He didn't look like he could
move. I stood him up and knelt down before him. For the first time in an hour
he was towering over me. I said, "I'll count to ten. By the count of ten
you'll be in my mouth or you'll be gone from here. Like before if I reach ten
and your not gone and I don't have you in my mouth then both things will
happen. One, two, three,,,," He looked desperate. He was definitely crying. He
tried to beg but couldn't get the words out, he knew what the answer would be.
" five, six, seven...." - he pulled his pants and undies down. He was well
endowed. I hungrily took him in. It felt so good to me. I glanced up, he had
tears in his eyes but he had at the same time a look of horniness on his face.
I continued to enjoy the fruits of my muscle, when he put his hand on the back
of my head. I pulled away from him and said, "what do you think you are doing?
I'm in control here, not you" I commanded him to sit down on his hands. He
obeyed. I went back to work, really enjoying my total control over this once
proud man.

After a couple of minutes I stood up and pulled him to his feet. I told him he
was now going to return the favor. He meekly protested saying that he never
did that with his fiancee. It really grossed him out. I told him that his
fiancee would be indebted to me because I was going to teach him how to please
a woman. I grabbed his privates and gave a little squeeze and said, "Do you
want me to squeeze as hard as I can?" He desperately shook his head no. I
asked if he was going to do what I told him to do, he shook his head yes very
quickly. He got down on his knees and went to work. For someone who didn't do
this often he did a great job. My juices were really flowing. I commanded him
to lap up all the juices. I commanded him to go up and down the slit- he
obeyed. I commanded him to circle the clit with his tongue, he again obeyed.
My every command he followed. I of course put my hand on the back of his head
and guided him, after all I was in control. I climaxed all over his face.
Again and again I climaxed. My body tensed, I was filled with an exhileration
I had never experienced before. He didn't dare slow down or stop.

Finally I pulled him away from me and sat him on a little folding chair I had
in the room. I said that he did a good job. I said that I was now going to
screw his brains out. He pleadingly protested, "please no." I laughed. He
said,"if you do that I'll call the police. You'll go to jail. I can't let you
do this." I laughed. I got up and reached for the phone. I came back over and
straddled him. I said, "why don't you call 911? Why don't you tell them how
this little girl with little girly muscles is abusing you. By the time the
police get here I'll be done and you can press charges. Do you think they'll
laugh? Maybe it will get picked up by the news and you can get in the paper as
the 200lbs guy abused by the 135lbs little girl." He looked more hopeless then
ever. I said, "Here I'll dial 911 for you." He begged no, please don't."

He knew there was nothing he could do to stop me. He knew there was nothing he
could do afterwards to make me pay.

I rode his pole like a crazed animal. I had never been that horny in my whole
life. As I looked at him it didn't look like he was enjoying his, "hamburger
helper" very much, but I was loving it.

When I was done I lay on the bed and commanded him to give me a massage. He
obeyed. It felt so good. After a while I again commanded him to kiss my ass.
He said, "Come on, haven't you had enough of all this." I turned around and
told him I was tired of his insolence. In reality I just wanted to goad him so
that I had another reason to man handle him. I loved him being helpless to
stop my abuse of him. I again put him in several painful holds. Then I said,
"now you are going to lick my asshole" The most horror stricken look I'd ever
seen came over his face. He fell to his knees, "I'm sorry, I'll never disobey
again. Please let me kiss your ass. Please don't make me do that" He wept, He
begged. He bowed before me. He worshipped me. My juices were really flowing
again. I threw him on his back. put him in a grapevice and guided him into me
again. I really pounded hard on top of him. His body was powerless against my
thrusts. He wept as I came and came and came. After he shot his load in me I
stood before him and had him eat me out. he obeyed with no objections. I'm
sure he had never before tasted his own cum. I said, "Say yum yum" - he
obeyed.

I said, "I'll tell you what, I'll make you a deal. We'll arm wrestle. If you
win with either arm you don't have to lick my asshole. He said feebly, "I
don't have a chance" as he hung his head in shame. I loved the sound of
hopelessness. I said, "I'll make it sporting. I'll start at a 45 * angle.
You'll start off half way to winning. Even Pee Wee Herman ought to be able to
beat a girl in that position. We arm wrestled with our left arms. I'm left
handed and he's right handed so it was my stronger arm, and I was surprised at
how well I was able to do considering the advantage I gave him. He wasn't able
to budge my arm. It took a few minutes but his arm slowly went upward. When
our arms were straight up and down it became much easier and I finally slammed
his hand to the floor. He looked horrified. I was feeling like a superman. I
said, "If I win with the other arm you'll be licking my asshoole." With the
right arm it didn't go as well. I gave it a good try, but he was able to win.
I said, "You won one and I won one. We'll do this in the future and when I win
both you'll be using your tongue on my asshole" He was looking down, he
couldn't look me in the eye.I said, "For now just kiss my ass" and he of
course obeyed immediately.

I knew that he had to get that presentation ready so I should let him go. I
gave him my latest credit card bill that was over $800. and told him that he
was going to pay it for me. He looked up with shock and was about to say
something, but he caught himself and remained silent. I said, "The answer is,
yes master." He said, "Yes master I'll pay it for you." I layed out the rules
of his slavery. He was going to pay my credit card bill every month. In
addition he was going to come to my apartment at 6:00am every work day and
serve me before work. He had a dazed look on his face, but with every command
all he said was, "Yes master."km

I walked him to the door and had him get down on his knees again to kiss my
ass goodbye. I didn't want to let him go, but figured that I better let him
get to work on that presentation. It was hard to let my boy toy leave, but I
was certain that I'd be having a lot more fun with him in the future. He left
a much humbler man then he came in.

That Sunday night I looked up my credit card account and it was paid in full.
I contemplated the next morning and what I would have my slave do. I was
really going to like having my own slave. To be continued
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Here is part 2

Jane and her slave adjust to the new way of life
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Jane begins to really enjoy her life as her slave is at her beck and call.


It's been three months since Bill became my slave. I rememeber that first
night; the fear in his eyes, his begging for mercy, his tears and my unbridled
lust caused by having total control over this once proud man. For three months
in a row he had paid my credit card bill. It was anywhere between $850.00 -
$1,000.00 a month. Finances had always been tight, but now I could get
whatever I wanted. But the best part was having him come to my apartment every
day at 6:00am to serve me.

We had got into a routine. He would arrive at 6:00am sharply; the one time he
was late her severely regretted it. The first thing he did was drop to his
knees and smothr my ass with kisses. This was just one way that I had to
humiliate him and remind him of who his master was. After his first five
minutes of paying tribute to my ass I'd walk to the living room couch, while
he crawled after me kissing my ass all the way. I would then sit down as he
kneeled before me. Sometimes I'd have him worship my muscles, other times I'd
tell him what I needed him to do. Sometimes he cleaned the apartment,
vacuumed, did the dishes and took care of the laundry. Other times he did my
correspondence. He did these chores as I got my shower. Now if I didn't have
anything special for him to do he'd have to come in the shower and kiss my ass
the whole time. Except for the times I had him soap me up and wash me
thoroughly.

Sometimes I would need to do some reading for the college course I was taking.
I would have him kneel in front of me and use him as a foot rest. I know he
got very bored, but a slave was to take care of his masters wants.

Then he would get breakfast for me and we would kind of eat together. I would
sit at the breakfast table naked from the waste down. He would kneel under the
table in front of me. as I ate breakfast he was to eat me out. If he got me to
orgasm before I finished breakfast I would not crush his head between my
thighs. Now the fact that I could make him do this was such a huge turn on to
me that I could come even if he wasn't any good. But he had gotten much better
with his tongue as the weeks went by. At times I tried to eat fast and tense
myself so I wouldn't cum just so I had an excuse to manhandle him. Certainly
the greatest turn on was to have him feebly fight against me, powerless to
stop my abuse. But as I said he was getting good with his tongue and I usually
had no excuse to manhandle him.

Early on I had to decide how much I would disrupt his life. I could have moved
in with him and totally taken over his life but I decided against that. I
wanted him to have something to live for. Also I didn't want to ruin his whole
life. I'm basically a nice person and while I enjoyed my total control over
him I did not want his whole life to be ruined. If I made him break up with
his fiancee, who he really did appear to love, I thought that would be cruel.
I came up with my concept of "limited freedom slavery." He would pay my credit
card bill every month; every morning he would come and serve me in any way I
wanted, but I would let him lead the rest of his life in a normal way. If I
did destroy his relationship with his fiancee I was a little worried that
having nothing to live for that he would get a gun and shoot me. I felt like
superwoman as he groveled before me obeying my every command, but I was
certain that bullets would not bounce off me.I had never enjoyed sex as much.
Having him powerless in my arms, screwing him against his will was such a
total turn on for me. I felt he was turned on by my body but his love for his
fiancee kept him from any enjoyment of our sex. Anyway, one of us was having a
great time and that's all that mattered.

At work things changed as well. Most of the people had always liked Bill, even
though he had been kind of arrogant. Now the arrogance was gone. Much of the
staff was talking about how he was much kinder and more patient then he used
to be. They credited his fiancee with helping to change his attitude. I didn't
mind them giving her the credit, but down deep I knew that it was me who had
taught him humility.

Also, customers must have noticed a change. Bill had always been the top
salesman, but now his sales went through the roof. The first month his sales
were up 30% over the year before. The second month he was over 60% higher then
the previous year. The third month he was 40% higher then the previous year.
Evidently some clients had not liked the arrogance or cockiness he had and
these were now gone. I really felt I had helped his carreeer.

About two months into his slavery the boss let it be known that they were
expanding and would need another saleman. I thought that sales looked like a
lot of fun and they seemed to make the most money. I told my slave that I
wanted to be the new salesman. The look on his face went stone cold, he bowed
his head. He said, "Master, may I speak freely?" I said, "Slave, you may." He
went on to say how I had no experience in sales and the boss wnated someone
experienced. He said I didn't understand the engineering behind our products
and that would make it impossible for me to sell. I put his head between my
legs and squeezed. I went to several other painful holds then had him kneel
before me. I said, "You can convince the boss to give me that job. You can be
my mentor and tutor me on how the products are engineered. He listens to
everything you tell him. You are going to get me that job." He bowed his head
in shame. I said, "I'm going to offer you a carrot and a stick. If I get the
job I'll limit your slavery. You will only need to come and serve me on Monday
and Tuesday instead of every day of the work week. If I don't get the job,
you'll be licking my asshole every day for the next month." He looked up with
desperation but made no objection. He was beginning to understand that I
expected to get from him everything I wanted. He mumbled, "I'll try my best."
I told him his best better be good enough. There was a part of me that wanted
him to fail, because I wanted to give him this ultimate humiliation. But he
was for the most part an obedient slave and I didn't want to hurt him to
badly, I was conflicted.

Two days later I got the job. Bill turned out to be a great mentor. I had a
lot of trouble understanding the engineering, but he was very patient--
although he really had no choice in that. I was true to my word and allowed
him to cut back to serving me two days a week. At first sales were tough, but
I had the same salary I had before and then I would get commissions on top of
that. The first month I made twice my normal wage.

Life was good. I had never been so happy in all my life. Even Bill was a nicer
guy and was doing better financially. I felt this slavery was really working
out well for everyone (although Bill would probably disagree, but it doesn't
matter what he thinks). I felt life couldn't get any better and wondered what
adventures lay ahead of me.

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Jane runs into her high school nemesis. She gets her revenge and makes him her second slave



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Life has been great since getting my slave four months ago. Financially
I'm so much better off having a new better paying job and having my slave
pay my credit card bill every month. I've really been hitting the gym
hard as well. I usually spend 2 hours a day pumping away. My biceps have
gone from 13 and a half solid arms to 14 and a half hard as steel arms. I
have noticed that my slave is putting on some muscle as well. But I don't
think he'll ever catch up to me so I havn't been worried.

My new job was doing great, but I was finding it harder then I expected.
One Thursday morning I had an extremely difficult time. I had a
presentation with some clients who really seemed interested in our
products, but they were asking a million technical questions. I'm still
pretty weak on the engineering of some of our products so several times I
had to tell them I didn't know the answer and would have to get back to
them. They didn't react too negatively but I could tell they were
frustrated that their questions weren't being aanswered to their
satisfaction. When I left their office I was a little discouraged so I
decided to treat myself to a Big Mac lunch. I usually eat pretty healthy,
but the grueling morning made me want to give myself a treat. My trip to
McDonald's was going to pay off big dividends.

I had just taken my first bite when I heard a familiar voice from the
past saying, "Jane Calgar, is that you?" I looked up and there he was. My
biggest nemesis from high school. Tom was an incredibly good looking guy,
and that hadn't changed. He had been captain of the football team. His
first two years of high school he had dated around a lot and he had many
conquests to his name. The girls all fell fall him. The last two years of
high school he and the head cheerleader had paired up and everyone
thought they would some day be married. She was drop dead gorgeous, but
she was also a bitch. Everyone in school referred to them as "Barbie and
Ken." She had been my lab partner junior year and expected me to do all
the work. When I refused she had her friends torment me. Tom was her
boyfriend and he was the worse of them all. The whole football team used
to mock me as I went by. I went home just about every night in tears. I
knew I could kick her ass, but had decided not to to show my strength. I
had a circle of friends despite their meanness and I didn't want to
intimidate any of the guys in my circle by letting on that I was so
strong.

And there was Tom standing before me with a Quarter pounder, fries and a
soda on his tray. "Jane, can I join you?" He sat down without my
answering. "You look great" he said. I simply said, "Hi Tom." He talked
like we were best friends in high school. I could feel my blood pressure
rising. It had already been a tough day and now I had run into this
asshole- great. He asked if I were married and I said I wasn't. He said
he had been married to Denise but they got divorced a few months ago.
Denise was not "Barbie" who he dated in high school. She had gone to
school with us and was genuinely a very nice person. I wondered how she
put up with him for so many years. Tom was still very handsome and looked
like he had a pretty good build. He stood about 5'10" and weighed maybe
185lbs, but he didn't look as muscular as he did in high school. He was
piling on the charm, but I knew it was all an act. He obviously wnated
something.

As I said he talked as if we were old friends. Told me about his two kids
and spoke about how successful he was. And he said, "You and I should get
together. I always liked you in high school." If that was true he hid it
well. I figured he just wanted another conquest. I was about to tell him
to go screw himself when he invited me to his cabin for the weekend. He
said it had two bedrooms so I could just come up and enjoy the beauty of
nature. I knew he had other things on his mind, but I contemplated his
invitation. I was free that weekend. I had always dreamed that terrible
things would happen to him to make him feel the kind of pain he had
caused me. I wondered if I should take my revenge. When I said, "I'd be
glad to spend the weekend at your cabin" his face lit up. He said,
"Great, I'll pick you up tomorrow at 6:00pm. we'll go to dinner and then
we'll go to my cabin. It's only about 45 minutes from town here." I told
him I would be looking forward to going with him. My mind was going a
million miles a minute as I contemplated what I was going to do with him
this weekend. He gave me a kiss on the cheek as we parted company. Little
did he know that he'd soon be kissing my other cheeks. That night I
dreamt of all the things I could do to him. I woke up with an incredible
sense of anticipation and a tingling in my groan. The anticipation of
what I was going to do to him was making hornier then hell.

He picked me up the next night, but was about 20 minutes late. He made no
apologies as he walked me to the car. He took me to a nice restuarant and
we talked a bit. He was still an asshole. He told me how he got tired of
marriage. He didn't like to be tied down to one woman. He said she was
selfish. When I pressed him on that his idea of selfish was that she
wanted him to meet her needs sexually. He wanted to be satisfied, but he
didn't wnat to give her oral sex and felt that she was selfish to expect
that. It sounded like she did most of the work at the house and now she
had primary custody of the kids. Tom only saw the kids every other
weekend, although he called them twice a week. He had it made while she
was probably slaving away. I felt the anger well up in me but I hid it
well. I'm sure he thought that he was winning me over and would have me
as another trophy.

We drove to his cabin and I was feeling more revulsed by him by the
minute. He talked only about himself. He was still a conceited asshole. I
knew I was really going to enjoy what I had planned for him. I'm sure he
had plans as well, but his plans and his life were about to be shattered.

When we got to his cabin we carried in our bags and immendiately he was
groping me. I pushed him and�told him to back off. He turned and locked
the deadlock on the door and put the key in his pocket. He said, "that
way no one will bother us." There was no other door in the cabin. We were
locked in. He came at me with a determined look in his eyes. We began to
wrestle and he laughingly said, "So you like things rough huh? Good, I
like things rough too." He was going to get rough and I was pretty sure
he wasn't going to like it. As we wrestled it started a little like that
first match with Bill. He was more then 50 lbs heavier then me and nine
inches taller, so that allowed him to keep me from immediately dominating
him. But very soon we both knew that he was in over his head. I got my
legs around his head and started to squeeze. He was calling me all kinds
of names and demanding that I stop. I only laughed and squeezed harder.
He frantically pulled at my iron thighs but was unable to budge them. I
admired my bulging muscles as they crushed his head. It was so wonderful
to have muscle.I went to a figure four around his kneck and he screamed
out in pain. When I let go he turned toward me with rage on his face, but
I got him into a grapevine and stretched his arms and legs apart. He
screamed in pain. I held him�tight and relished the feeling of him
squirming powerlessly against me. Here we were in the middle of the
woods, no one for miles around, and he was powerless against me. I
grabbed his head and pulled his face into�my cleavage. I'm not well
endowed, but his face was buried and it was obvious he was having trouble
breathing. I tighened my chest muscles and he passed out. I grabbed the
deadlock key from his pants and hid it. I then stripped down to my bra
and thong panties. I figured this would make it easier for him to kiss my
ass and worship his new master. A few minutes later he began to wake up.
I could hear his groans and went to stand over him. He was laying there
looking helpless as he gazed upon my very muscualar body. I flexed before
him. I said, "Slave, you'll soon be worshipping these muscles." He said
something about my being a f...ing bitch when I took his head and put it
between my very muscular thighs. I squezzed, but not too hard. I had all
weekend and I wanted to make this last. I went from painful hold to
painful hold. I put his arms in positions they weren't made to go in and
he screamed in pain. But he didn't learn, he kept calling me a stupid
bitch. Who was the stupid one? Every time he said something like that, it
only�brought him more pain, but he�kept doing it for about an hour. At
the end of an hour he was like a rag doll in my arms. I commanded him to
kiss my ass- he did. I commanded him to worship my body, he obeyed, but
had a look of contempt on his face. I had him worship my biceps then down
to my calves, up to my shoulders, down to my abs. He worshipped most of
my muscles. I told him to get up and worship my tricep and when he stood
he pretended to go to kiss it, but instead he took a swing at me.�I
dodged my head. but the side of his arm did rub against my head. He was
at least a little fiesty.I got my arms around him and wrestled him to the
floor. I got my legs around his�waste and started to squeeze. I wasn't
planning on doing major damage, but all of a sudden I heard, "crack,
snap" as he squeeled in pain. I think I boke a couple of ribs. He was in
agony and screamed out that I was�a crazy bitch. When he said this I
squeezed harder putting him in absolute agony. He began to beg me to let
him go. There was no more name calling after that. He was in such agony
that I was sure I wouldn't have any more problems with him. Hearing him
sob before me got my juices flowing. Here was a man nine inches taller
then me and more then 50 lbs heavier and I was in total control of him. I
let go of him and stood before him- he was kneeling before me. I said,
"I'm going to be selfish now. You're going to eat me out and you're going
to like it." I pulled down my panties and pulled his head to my flowing
pussy. I had him lap up every drop. I guided his head and commanded him
what to do with his tongue. He was in agony and obeyed every command
without hesitation. I orgasmed over and over. His face was covered in my
juices but�I had his togue working hard to lick up every drop.

I pushed him to his back and again put him in a grapevine. I reached down
and guided him into me and went back to the grapevine. I really pounded
into him. I could see the tears�flowing down his cheeks which just made
my juices flow all the more. The power; the total control, the pain and
fear in his eyes, just made me hornier then ever. I thrust and thrust and
thrust and he cried and cried and cried. I lost track of my orgasms. When
he came, I stood before him with his load rolling down my leg. I told him
to use his tongue to clean me up. WIth fear and despair in his eyes he
immediately obeyed. It was obvious that he was in incredible pain and
just didn't want me to hurt him anymore. He was already looking spent
even though we hadn't been at his cabin more then an hour. We had the
whole weekend to go yet. I reminded him of that and he looked numb. How
does the comercial go? Dinner for two $80.00. A night at the cabin, free.
The look of hopelessness and pain on his face- priceless.

That night I slept in his king size bed, he slept on the floor. I like it
cold at night so I cranked the air conditioning so that it was blowing 65
degree air. I cuddled up under the covers, he was in the corner naked, no
blanket or pillow. Just being able to do this to him got me flowing
again. I one more time had my way with him and then sent him to the floor
to shiver through the night.

He worshipped me, ate me, and told me all the sweet nothings I wanted to
hear him say all weekend long. The big strong quarterback was putty in my
hands. I kept threatening to have him lick my asshole, which I had been
planning on having him do, but that was before I broke his ribs. I didn't
want to take every last vestige of dignity from him.�Even without that,
there were many other holds and humiliating positions I put him in. It
was without doubt the best weekend of my life. I was so happy.

On Sunday evening, before we were to leave I explained to him the new
facts of life. He was now my slave. I told him that if he didn't do what
I told him to do I would show up when he had his boys with him. I asked
how much his boys would respect him if they saw their dad crying out in
pain begging a little lady to leave him alone. I thought it might hurt
their respect for him.�"Maybe I'll go to where you work and beat the shit
out of you in front of all your co-workers-- would you like that?" No he
groaned. "Please just leave me alone." I lauged and reminded him of my
two years of hell at his hands. I told him I might let him go in two
years, but not to count on it. I was pretty sure I had him convinced that
being my slave was preferable to being exposed to his kids and co-workers
as a wimp who can be beaten by a little lady. I also decided that he
would pay the rent for my apartment from now on. He also would take care
of my gas and electric. He responded in the olny way he could, "Yes
master."�I contemplated having him move in with me so that I could
dominate him night and day, but decided that my policy of l"imited
slavery" would still be best. Men are dangerous creatures and it's best
to let them have some semblance of dignity.

Bill was coming every Monday and Tuesday. My new slave Tom is now coming
on Wednesday and Thursday. I have never been so financially well of or
sexually fulfilled in all my life. I wondered if life could get any
better. I get up every day looking forward to the day. Life�is great and
I was pretty sure that it would only get better.

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Jane's brother in law has treated his wife pretty shabbily. Jane decides to readjust his attitude


Life has been great. I have my two slaves who cater to my every need.
They don't do that willingly, but that makes it all the sweeter. I love
the look of fear in their eyes. Bill continues to pay my credit card bill
every month and Tom is paying my rent and utilities. My new job as a
salesperson has been up and down, but overall I'm now making twice what I
used to make. Life is good. I went out last week and bought a new car- a
Lexus. I never thought I'd drive a car like this. Today I just closed a
pretty big deal, over a� 100 K� on the contract. I'll get 10% and the
boss told me to take tomorrow, Friday�off. I've never been so happy.

I called my big sister Chris to tell her the news about my big sale.
She's always been a big support to me and we share just about everything.
To be honest I haven't told her about my slaves, she just wouldn't
approve. She was always a very religious person and she takes what the
pope teaches about human dignity pretty seriously. She wouldn't
understand.

When I called Chris she congratulated me on my sale, but her heart didn't
sound into it. I asked her if there was anything wrong and she said, "No
not really" but began to cry. I invited her to go out to dinner and she
agreed. She said it would be good to talk. She's been married for almost
20 years and has three kids, 16, 11 and nine years old. Her husband Andy
has been pretty successful, but he was layed off a couple of months
earlier and had been pretty depressed.

When we got together Chris let it all out. Things had been very bad for
the last few years. He didn't treat her with respect. He didn't seem
interested in her sexually. He never tried to meet her needs and only
cared about getting his needs taken care of. She slaved around the house
and he wouldn't lift a finger to help. Lately he sat around and watched
porn when the kids were at school. She also suspected that he might be
having an affair.To top it off he told her this week that he didn't think
he loved her anymore and as they were fighting he slapped her. She began
to�really cry. I could feel my blood boiling. Chris was a
wonderful�mother; she was a great sister and she was a very compassionate
nurse. Andy was so lucky to have her. I don't know what she ever saw in
him, but for a long time he made her happy and that was good by me. I
invited Chris to stay at my place, but she said she would have to get the
kids ready for school in the morning and then had a twelve hour shift on
Friday, she really had to get home. She said, "what am I going to do?' as
she cried. I told her to pray hard, maybe he'll change. She said "I've
been praying but it doesn't seem to work". I told her keep praying that I
was sure her prayers would be answered.

That night I tossed and turned all night. It was a good thing I didn't
have a slave coming over in the morning because I probably would have
taken it out on him. Dumb ass men! I decided to pay Andy a visit. Even
though he wasn't working Chris said that he still gets up pretty early so
I showed up at 8:00am. I rang�the bell but there was no answer. I got the
key that Chris hides in the garage and let myself in. I heard the TV on
downstairs and it sounded like he was watching porn. I went downstairs
and when he saw me he was very belligerent. "What are you doing here you
stupid bitch?" he demanded. I said that I came over to talk to him. He
said he didn't want to talk to me, but he said it in very vulgar ways. I
told him that was no way to speak to a lady. He said, "None of you Calgar
girls are ladies, you're all bitches." He was about to learn what a bitch
I could be.�He said, "Get the f.. out of here you stupid bitch or I'll
kick the shit out of you and screw your brains out for good measure." I
said, "If you think your man enough to do that, give it a try." He looked
shocked. He said, "Get out of here before I really hurt you" and I said,
"If you think your man enough to do that go for it."

He got off the couch with a big smirk on his face. He was wearing nothing
but his boxer shorts. Andy was about 5'10 and weighed almost 200lbs, but
he wasn't very muscular. He said, "I've wanted to kick your ass for a
long time bitch,�I'm really ging to enjoy this." I didn't react as he
came at me. He tried to punch me as hard as he could but I ducked under
his punch and as�the momentum of this mighty swing carried him around, I
jumped on his back. I had my arms around his neck and my legs around his
torso and just squeezed. He started gasping for breath and fell to his
knees. I kept on squeezing, although I wasn't expending much energy. It
was only a small fraction of my strength, but he was really gasping for
breath. I had to remind myself that this was the man�Chris loved and I
didn't�want to hurt him physically. I definitely was planning to damage
his sense of pride and self dignity, but I didn't want to destroy his
body. As he feebly pulled at my arms and gasped for breath I could feel
my juices begin to flow. Totally dominating a man just turned me on so
much, but this was Chris' husband and I wasn't going to be the�"other
woman" with him. I stood up and pulled him back toward the couch, I sat
down and wrapped my legs around his head and neck. Again, I didn't have
to squeeze hard to cause him serious pain. He was calling me an evil
bitch as he tried to pull my legs apart. He was powerless in my grasp. I
twisted and turned him in this position in many different directions. His
neck and head really had to be hurting. He�reached his arms up as if to
try to grab my hair, I grabbed an arm with each hand and just pulled them
back. He squeeled in pain. I twisted his arms. I squeezed his head. I let
go with my legs and got on the floor behind him and put him in a headlock
with my arms. It was such a turn on to have him squirming powerless in my
grasp. I again put my legs around his waste and began to squeeeze. It
didn't take long and it seemed like all the fight was out of him.

I let go of him and told him to apologise for calling me a bitch. He was
a slow learner, which actually made me happy. I wanted to be able to
manhandle him some more. He said, "You stupid cunt, get out of my house."
I shoved�his head between my legs and squeezed some more. He was really
in pain.I pushed him flat on the floor and turned around and grabbed one
of his legs. I began to pull it much further then it could normally go.
He screamed out in pain. I let him go and stood up as he lay there
struggling to move. I took off my panties and pulled him up so that�I
could get my legs around his waste again. I squeezed and at the same time
had his arms held in place with my hands�behind his neck. He screamed,
"Stop it you stupid bitch." I squeezed hard, I was close to breaking
ribs, but really didn't want to do that. I handed him my panties and
said, Put those in your mouth or I'll break your ribs" and I squeezed
harder. He cried out in agony, but soon he put them in his mouth.�"Now,"
I said "we shouldn't have all that annoying screaming." I scooted back up
on the couch and had him in a figure four with my leg firmly holding my
panties in his mouth. I squeezed his head hard,�and he meekly squirmed.
Now there was nothing but muffled groans coming from him.

I pressed him flat against the floor and got his right hand behind his
back. I pressed up, he was in agony. I didn't go far enough to break it,
but it wasn't going to be real helpful to him the next hour or so. I got
his�left arm and did the same thing. I bent down�and�wispered in his ear,
"Andy, are you ready to stop acting like an asshole and do what I tell
you to do?" He shook his head yes. I told him that I was going to let him
go, but if he acted up I was really going to have to hurt him. I reached
down and grabbed his family jewels and gave them a little squeeze, he
winced with pain. I said, "Do you want me to crush these?" and he
violently shook his head no.

�I pulled him by the hair to look in my eyes. I told him to take the
panties out of his mouth. And I said very calmly but firmly, "now
apologise for calling me a bitch." He did. I stood up and turned around
and said, "Kiss my ass as you apologise." He said, "Jane, please stop
this." I turned around looking very stern, "Do I have to hurt you
asshole?" He shook his head no, and I said, "Say no master." He obeyed. I
turned around again and said "Kiss my ass as you apologise." He did and
stopped right away. I told him he had to grovel - to beg- keep begging
until I tell him to stop. He did. It still sounded a little half hearted,
but I figured as the day went by that he'd be begging with all his heart.

I was really flowing like a river now and it was really agitating me that
I wasn't going to be able to totally dominate him sexually as I had with
my slaves. But I reminded myself that I was doing this for Chris. I
pushed him to his back spreading my legs and covering his mouth with my
womanhood. I told him to get busy with that tongue. I made sure that he
licked up every drop. I figured I was doing training and that didn't
count as sex. Besides, it's not like he was enjoying himself. I did
however enjoy it very much and came and came and came again. I made sure
that he didn't let a drop go to waiste.I also coached him as to what to
do with his tongue and he was learning quickly. I wanted to make sure
he'd know how to please my sister later.

Despite his pain and humiliation he obviously was turned on by my body
beause I saw the bulge under his pants. I ordered him to pull his pants
down and he did. I commanded him to put his arms at his side and he did,
not wanting me to hurt him. I scissored his arms to his side and then
grabbed his legs and pulled them up over his head until his feet were
touching the floor. He obviously wasn't very flexible and this had to
hurt. With my free hand I grabbed his privates and jerked him off. He was
well endowed and it was hanging only a few inches from his face. He came
all over his face. I then re-positioned myself and had my legs around his
head. It was a sticky, gooy mess. I heard his moans and his pleading for
me to stop. When I let go and stood before him, he was kneeling before
me. I said, "You made a gooy mess, lick me clean." He had such a sad look
of despair on his face, but he obeyed. I was sure he never tasted his own
cum before, and it didn't look like he was enjoying it. He didn't know
that he would look back at this in another hour as the easy time of his
discipline.

He licked me clean but was still a sticky mess himself.�I commanded him
to kiss my ass as I led him to the bathroom. He kissed my ass as he
crawled after me. I ordered him in the shower. He got in and went to his
knees as I instructed him. I said, "I understand that you might be
fooling around on my sister. Well we're going to cool you down right now
as well as clean up that sticky mess. I turned the shower on with
freezing cold water. He let out a scream but I commanded him not to move.
He was there shivering and his teeth were clashing together. Clean that
sticky mess up I said. He obeyed, shivering the whole time as he knelt
there. I turned around with my ass near the tub. I felt the cold spay and
it felt very uncomfortable, I could just imagine how unpleasant it was
for him. I had him smother my ass with kisses as he begged me to let him
out of the tub. I made him promise to break off any affair. He didn't
admit to an afair, but said he'd do whatever I wanted him to do. After a
few minutes I allowed him to get out of the tub. He looked pathetic but
still had a look of defiance on his face. I knew I had to change that
defiance if my plan was going to work.

I again wrestled him to the floor, his resistence was almost non-existent
at this point. I got on top of him with my back toward his face. I
scooted back so that my ass was at his face. I commanded him to kiss it
and he of course obeyed. Then I said, "you are now going to lick my
asshole." He began to scream in a pleading way, "no, please no, anything
but that." I had never done this to a man before. But I wanted him to
know what I could do to him. I wanted him in be in terror of displeasing
me. The only other way to accomplish that was to hurt him physically and
I didn't want to do that. I scooted back so my ass was over his face, but
he turned his head. I grabbed his family jewels and began to squeeze. He
was sobbing now, "No, please no, Jane please don't hurt me." I said, "I'm
going to lower my ass over your face, I want to feel your nose going up
my ass first. And then I want your tongue going. I'm only going to do
this for five minutes, but if I feel you're not doing a good job I'll add
a minute, and will keep adding minutes until I'm satisfied. You'll do
that or I'll squeeze your nuts right off." As I lowed my ass I felt his
nose go in my crack. His tongue then went to work. I never felt anything
like this before. I felt wave after wave of orgasm as I forced this once
proud man to do what I thought was the most humiliating thing one person
could do to another. A couple minutes into it his tongue slowed down. I
said, "I'm adding another minute, get that tongue going. He did. With a
couple of minutes left I felt him starting the gag reflex under me. I got
up and he turned toward the floor and vomited. I told him he made a mess
and that he didn't finish his job. I said, "We'll have to start all over
again - you have five minutes of licking to do." He looked forlorn. I
said. "You can do that or you can lick up your vomit." I couldn't believe
what I was saying, but I just wanted to continue to humiliate him. He
fell to his knees, "please Jane, stop. Don't so this. Please stop this. "
I said, "I'm going to count to ten. By the time I reach ten you'll either
be licking my asshole or cleaning up your mess. If your not doing one or
the other, you'll end up doing both." He looked absolutely horrified.
"One, two, three..." "Please" he wept, he begged, he sobbed. No sarcasm
in his voice now, only genuine fearful pleading.�"Four, five. six" I
continued. By the time I got to eight he was cleaning up his mess. It was
really gross. That I had the power that could make him do this just
amazed me. I was so turned on, but I wasn't going to let his tongue
anywhere near me after what he had just done.

���When he finished cleaning his mess I told him to go brush his teeth,
gargle with mouth wash and come back to me. I told him he had three
minutes, and of course he had to crawl; he was not allowed to stand in my
presence. Three minutes later he was kneeling before me. I layed down the
law. I told him, "When the boys get home today you'll make them dinner
then take them to a baby-sitter. The rest of today you will clean this
house so that it looks immaculate. " I paused and looked at him. "The
answer" I said, "is yes master." He said, "Yes master." I went on, "you
will have a romantic dinner ready for Chris when she gets home. " He
answered, "yes master." You will beg her to forgive you. You will tell
her you love her and that she's the best thing that ever happened to
you." "Yes master" he answered. I went on, "Tonight when you make love to
her you will bring her to at least three orgasms with your tongue." "Yes
master" he replied. And tomorrow you will bring her breakfast in bed"
"Yes master" he said again. In the weeks ahead I will call and offer
suggestions on little surprises you can do for her and you had better
make her happy." The despairing man said, "Yes master."

Finally Andy, I want you to know what lies ahead if you don't please
Chris. If I have to speak to you about this agian you'll be licking my
asshole for an hour. If I need to speak to you a third time I'll take a
shit and the wiping will be done with your tongue. And finally if I need
to speak to you a fourth time I'll destroy your dignity in front of your
boys. Do you think they'll be proud of their daddy if they see Aunt Janie
kick the shit out of him." He said, "No master, they wouldn't respect
me." Now get busy cleaning this house and don't ever make me have to talk
to you like this again. "Yes master" he said. I had him crawl to the door
after me kissing my ass the whole way. I told him to thank me for talking
to him and he did, the whole time kissing my ass. His total subsevience
was making me horny as hell, but I wasn't gojing to satisfy myself with
my favorite sisters husband.

I left their home feeling like I had made a diffence. I was pretty sure
that I wouldn't have to talk to Andy like this again. He really seemed to
get the message. I couldn't wait to talk to Chris the next day to see how
she reacted to the change in her husband. Like I keep saying, life keeps
getting better and better.

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Jane picks up a third slave (part 1)

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women

Jane goes for a night at the night club and ends up picking up another
slave. This is the 5th of a serious of storis about Jane. But this could
be considered part 2 of Jane teaches her brother in law respect (which as
of this writing is in the 25th collection of various writers category on
this website). It would be helpful to read that story before reading this
one


Jane was at the gym giving herself a hard workout. As she did her leg
extensions she watched as the muscle strained against the skin. She loved
the look of her muscles flowing as she worked them hard. After all it was
those muscles that a few hours earlier had allowed her to totally
dominate her brother in law. She was convinced that he was going to have
a whole new attitude toward his wife after their encounter. It was those
muscles that allowed her to totally control the head salesman at work,
Bill, and turn him into her obedient slave. As a result he was paying her
credit card bills and had gotten her a much better job in sales. She was
already making twice as much money as she used to. And it was marvelous
muscles that had allowed her to extract revenge on Tom, her nemesis from
high school. He was now paying her rent every month as well as obeying
her every command.

But Jane was having a real philosophical struggle within herself. She was
seeing herself as a super hero; righting wrongs, bringing about justice,
making�the guilty pay for their wrong doing. After all Bill had
mistreated her for years and what she did to him was deserved. He was now
a better man as a result. Tom had been a bully to her and others. She
felt a little guilty for breaking his ribs, even though it was an
accident, she just didn't know her own strength at times. But now he was
her slave and he deserved it for the way he had treated her and others in
high school. Her brother in law Andy was mistreating her sister. He
deserved the humiliation that she had heaped upon him earlier that day.

But she was battling inside between being the super hero and the goddess.
The ancient gods toyed with mortals because they were inferior to
themselves. It didn't matter if the mortal was good or bad, evil or
virtuous, nice or mean-- the gods toyed with whom they wanted simply
becasuse they could. They were superior beings and mere mortals didn't
matter. Jane worried that she could become like a goddess. She saw
herself superior to her slaves. She held them to a degree in contempt for
being so weak and allowing a woman to control them as she willed. Could
she in the future treat any man whether he deserved it or not in
humiliating ways? If she did would that make her a bully? She always
hated bullies and didn't want to become one. But she so enjoyed
dominating men. She didn't really want to do lasting physical damage to
them. For instance she didn't like the sight of blood. She didn't want to
break their bones (Tom again was an accident, but if anyone deserved it
he did), she didn't want to knock out teeth. She just loved the feeling
of control. She was turned on by the look of fear and hopelessness in
their eyes. She loved to feel them fight against her powerless against
her muscles. She was insatiable when it came to having a man beg and
grovel before her. But she didn't want to be a bully, she wanted to see
herself as the super hero.

In the past months Jane had never been so fulfilled sexually or
emotionally. It was satisfying making men who mistreated her or her
sister pay for their wrong doing. Physically and sexually controling them
was a total turn on. Even super heroes needed some satisfaction she
thought.

She was also feeling agitated after totally humiliating her brother in
law. With her two slaves she sexually fulfilled herself, but couldn't
(wouldn't) do that with her brother in law. And while she came and came
as she forced him to satisfy her with his tongue, it still wasn't
everything she desired. She looked around the gym to see if there were
any real men; men with muscle that she could just enjoy without
dominating them. But it didn't look promising with the men at the gym
that day. She finished up her workout and went home.

Later that night Jane got herself cleaned up and went to a local night
club. She went to the bar and ordered herself a non-alcoholic drink. If
she did meet someone she wanted to be in full control of her senses. She
saw a few men who looked promising when all of a sudden some guy grabbed
her ass and said something crude to her. That was a real turn off to her
and she told the guy to buzz off. She walked back to her booth and
continued to check out the men. A few guys approached her, but none of
them seemed to be what she was looking for. She again went to the bar and
ordered a drink and the same guy grabbed her ass. She was getting
frustrated with what she saw at the night club. The kind of man she was
interested in did not approach her. And now this jerk just grabbed her
ass for the second time. She was irritated by his rudeness. He again used
some crude pick up line and she thought, "Buddy, you don't know what
you're setting yourself up for." Again she debated within her own mind.
Would a super hero let herself be picked up by a jerk just to teach him a
lesson? Or would she be a bully if she did that? The man moved closer to
her and again rubbed her ass and said, "Why don't we go to my place and
have a good time?"

Who did this idiot think he was trying to pick her up like she was some
slut? How dare he grab her ass! She sized him up. He�looked about 6'1"
and 235lbs, but he didn't look athetic. In fact he looked pretty fat.
Could Jane at 5'1" and 138lbs handle him? She had been hitting the
weights hard since picking up her first slave and had put on ten solid
pounds of muscle. Her flexed biceps were now nearly 14" and she could
curl 110lbs for reps.She thought she could handle him. So she agreed to
go to his place. The look of shock on the guys face told her that he had
not had much success with women. He obviously didn't expect her to agree
to go to his place.

On the way to his place she found that his name was Doug, that he was
divorced just about three months earlier, he had three kids and he was an
engineer for a cell phone company. They got to his condo and it looked
like he must be pretty successful. His ex had got the house and he payed
alimony and child support, but he still was able to afford a very nice
place. As they walked in Jane sized up the place. There was a picture of
Doug and his three kids, obviously the picture was a few years old. It
was nicely decorated and had expensive furniture.

Jane was thinking he would be good slave material. She glanced at the
clock and it was 8:05pm. Doug immediately turned her toward him and
kissed her grabbing her ass as he did. She pushed him back and said,
"slow down Romeo, I need to explain a few things to you before we start."
He looked a little confused and said, "what things?" She told him she
wanted to wrestle to see who would get tops. He laughed and implied that
she must never get tops, because any guy would be able to kick the ass of
such a "little lady." Jane said, "So. you don't mind wrestling?" And Doug
just laughed and said, "let's get going." Doug came at her confidently,
obviously thinking he would have her pinned in a few seconds. As he
reached Jane she turned sideways and stuck out her hip. She flipped him
over her hip as he fell heavily to the ground and she landed softly on
his belly knocking the wind out of him. She quickly scooted up and had
him in a headlock. She squeezed as she saw his face turn red and he had a
scared and confused expression on his face. She squeezed as he hopelessly
tried to overcome her strength and in no time at all he was unconscious.

She looked at the clock, 8:09. She stripped down to her thong panties and
bra, she figured it would be quicker for him to be kissing her ass if she
got rid of her pants. She went to the kitchen and got a glass of water
and threw it in his face. As he struggled to wake up she said, "I must
have gotten lucky. How did a little lady like me knock you out? Would you
like to try again?"

Doug got up and had an angry, determined look on his face. "I must have
tripped" he said. Lets try that again." Jane smiled and said, "Good,
let's do that again." This time Doug approached her much more cautiously,
although he was certain that a girl a foot shorter then him and�almost
100 lbs lighter would be no real match for him. This time they wrestled a
little bit before Jane was able to get her powerful thighs around his
head. When she squeezed the fight was for all practical purposes over.
She saw her muscles bulge which really turned her on. She was controlling
him with very little effort which was also a huge turn on for her. She
turned him and twisted and taunted him. "What's wrong? How did this
little lady get the big strong man to be powerless in her grasp?" He
pulled at her legs to no avail. He screamed in pain. He pleaded with her
to let him go. But his�head was screaming with pain. After a couple of
minutes Jane asked him if he gave and he did. As she got up he said, "You
crazy bitch, get out of my house."

Jane looked at him sternly and said, "Don't call me that. You're only
making things worse for yourself." He said, "Get out of here you crazy
bitch" to which Jane said, "are you man enough to make me leave?" For the
first time she saw a glimpse of fear in his face. That so turned Jane on.
She loved a man who was so much bigger then her to be afraid of what she
might do to him. She put up her hands toward him with her fingers
seperated, daring him to grab her hands. He grasped her hands in what is
a classic test of strength. Doug figured there was no karate or Judo or
any other moves that she had been doing that could help her now. A little
lady against a big man would have no chance. As he tried to bend her
hands back all he saw was a smile on her face. With very little effort
she was bending his hands back. He fell to his knees. It was beginning to
really hurt as she kept bending his hands. He screamed out in pain. She
very calmly said to the man kneeling before her in incredible pain, "You
are�now going to be my slave. When I tell you to do something you will do
it, do you understand?" The look on his face was one of pain but�also
confusion. What did she mean by slave? What did she have in mind? She
flexed her hands a little and with a painful scream he said, "whatever
you want." �

Jane looked down on her newest slave and didn't release her grip. She
said, "I'm now going to release your hands and turn around. You will kiss
my ass. In fact you will smother my ass in kisses, as you do so you will
apologize for grabbing my ass earlier tonight and you will promise to
never again grab a lady's ass ever again without permission, do you
understand slave?" Doug didn't understand at all. This was not what he
had in mind when he grabbed the ass of what he thought was a chunky
little lady. But what he did understand was that he was in a great deal
of pain and if he didn' t agree to what she was saying he would very
likely be in a lot more pain. He said, "Yes, whatever you want." Jane
said, "The answer is yes master." As she said that she twisted his hands
a little more, "Yes master" he cried.

Jane let go of his hands and turned around with her ass in his face and
told him to start kissing. Doug grabbed her legs at the knee and pushed
all of his 235 lbs against her and she fell forward. He tried to climb up
her body to get his full weight on top of her, but Jane was turning
around as he did so and managed to get her legs around his waste. She
began to squeeze just as his face got to the level of her breasts. She
squeezed hard with her legs as she pulled his head into her breasts,
flexing her arms and cutting off his air. He again struggled hopelessly
against her and was growing faint. She was careful to not break his ribs,
she didn't want to repeat the unfortunate accident she had had with Tom.
With Tom after she broke his ribs there was no more fight in him, she
didn't want to make it so that Doug couldn't struggle against her any
more. She loved the feeling of control as a man much bigger than her used
all his strength but still could do nothing against her. Besides, she
really did not like hurting people. She couldn't picture a super hero
breaking a guys ribs just because he grabbed a girls ass.

Jane felt Doug loosing consciousness so she released him and pushed him
off of her and onto his back. She got on top of him with her back toward
his face. She had her ass right over his face and reached under his pants
and grabbed his family jewels and started squeezing. He cried out in
pain, but she didn't squeeze hard. She said, Now slave, kiss my ass." He
smothered her ass with kisses. She glanced at the clock, 8:16. In eleven
minutes she had him kissing her ass and powerless in her grasp. Eleven
minutes and he was now her slave. He would need some more training, but
she had all weekend to train him. She was going to have a wonderful time.
Doug on the other hand was in for some humiliation, but Jane was sure
that he had already learned not to grab the ass of a lady that he does
not know. He would be learning many more things in the hours and days
ahead of him.

Jane stood before her newest boy toy. He did have a good looking face,
but his body needed a lot of work. Her brother in law and other two
slaves didn't have the fat that Doug had, but she was learning that he
was very good at groveling. He was begging her to leave him alone. He was
already in tears at his humiliation. She thought to herself with a smile
on her face, "Doug, this is only the beginning." She had him pull down
her panties and eat her out. She grabbed the back of his head and
directed him to where she wanted his head to go. He was good with his
tongue and obeyed everything she told him to do. She was flowing like a
fountain and he struggled to lick up every drop.

She then had him worship her muscles. He did without question. She then
made him lay on his back, she guided him inside her and put him in a
grapevine hold and pounded away. He struggled a little against her grip
but was powerless against her. She spread her legs, stretching his legs
to the straining point as he groaned with pain. He was weeping which only
turned her on all the more. She went to town and came and came and came.
All that sexual energy had been stirring in her since destroying her
brother in law earlier in the day and her delayed orgasms were the best
she had ever had, which was something since Doug had been the least
attractive of her slaves yet. She didn't think too much about it, she
just enjoyed her ride.

After she felt him come inside her she stood before him and had him
"clean up his mess." She just loved making a man eat his own cum. She
just loved the feel of his tongue�right after she had used him as she had
chosen. She was pretty sure that most men didn't like the taste of their
own cum and having the power to do this to them was such an incredible
turn on. Again orgasm after orgasm shook her body and made the juices
flow and Doug her obedient slave drank every drop. Totally spent she
pushed him back and fell to the floor herself.

She heard Doug mutter something like. "what a crazy bitch." And of course
she was acting that way, but he had to learn to never insult her in any
way. She said "Doug, you were being so good, why did you�have to�mess up
the feeling with those vicious words about me?" He said, "Lady, you had
your fun, now just get out of here and leave me alone." She smiled and
said. "Doug, you still have so much to learn. I'm afraid I'm going to
have to punish you for those unkind words directed toward your master.
You are now going to have to lick my asshole."

The look of shock and horror covered Doug's face. He couldn't believe
what he had just heard. All of this was like a terrible nightmare that he
hoped to wake up from any minute. Was she really going to do this to him?
She began to climb on top of him again and he began to beg. He cried, he
sobbed, he begged her not to do this. He had no idea how his groveling
was turning her on. She had his face near her ass and grabbed his family
jewels again and said, "when I lower my ass your nose better go up the
hole and you better get your tongue working." She had done this earlier
to her brother in law, but he had for years mistreated her sister. Should
she really do this to this poor sap? Was she being the goddess instead of
the super hero?�Doug was begging her not to do this between his sobs.
Jane felt that a super-hero shouldn't do this to a mere mortal. Again she
struggled with being a goddess but felt she probably should not do what
she considered the ultimate humiliation to this guy who had not offended
her greatly as her other slaves had in the past. She got off Doug and
said, "I might pardon you from that humiliation; we'll do a little test
of strength and if you pass you won't have to do this.

Doug looked very confused, but also relieved at the same time. He asked,
"what kind of test of strength?" She corrected him, "what kind of test of
strentgh master!" she said sharply. �With fear in his eyes he repeated
her words. She explained that they would arm wrestle, if he won either
match he wouldn't have to lick her asshole. He again looked hopeless and
scared. He bowed his head and said, "Master, I dont have a chance against
you, please let me do something else to please you." Jame liked his
humility as well as the fear in his eyes. She explained that she would
give him a head start. They would begin with her arm half way down. She
said even a wimp ought to be able to beat a little girl with such a big
advantage. They started with their left arms which was Jane's stronger
arm and his weaker one. Jane of course needed to put a book under her arm
so that her arm was as tall as his. She counted one, two, three go and he
strained with all his strength to get her arm down. Jane couldn't believe
how easy it was for her to resist. Was Doug so much weaker then others or
was she now so much stronger as she hit the gym so hard? Whatever the
case she easily won the match. She looked at Doug with a smile on her
face and said, "I can feel your tongue up my ass already." Doug had a
pannicked look on his face.

��� Jane said as they put their right arms up, "I'll tell what. This is
your stronger hand and my weaker arm, but I'll give you even a bigger
head start this time. We'll start with my arm just an inch away from you
winning. You're so much bigger then me and that much leverage should make
it easy for you to win." When Doug didn't answer and just continued to
look scared Jane said, "Say thank you master" - Doug did. Jane again
counted one, two, three, go" and Doug pushed with all his might trying to
move her arm one little inch down. This time Jane really had to exert
herself. It seemed like forever and neither arm moved. But after a couple
of minutes Jane's arm began moving upward. She could see the fear on
Doug's face. She was overjoyed at her power but was struggling with her
feelings. She had the feelings of the goddess thinking, that any guy this
weak deserved whatever humiliation she dealt out to he. She countered
with the feelings of the super hero- what chance did this mere mortal
have against her and somewhat felt sorry for him. And she had the feeling
of the Amazon, the mighty warrior who was going to win and was going to
satisfy herself with the vanquished.

��� She toyed with him as it was obvious that she was going to win. She
wanted to continue to see him fight hopelessly against her. When she
finally put his arm all the way down she asked him, "Are you ready for
your punishment slave?" He begged and wept and trembled before her as he
asked for mercy. "Please, please, please don't do that to me." She really
didn't want to make him do that, although she loved when she earlier in
the day made her brother in law do that. The super hero and Amazon were
winning out over the goddess. She said, "You have 15 minutes to convince
me to be kind to you. Beg, grovel and worship and maybe I won't make you
lick my asshole."

Doug didn't waste any time groveling. He worshipped her muscles; he kept
saying how beautiful she was; he said she was so kind to even consider
not inflicting her punishment on him; he kissed her feet and ass; he
sucked on her toes; he groveled better then any of her other slaves had
done. When 15 minutes was up Doug was massaging her feet and sucking on
her big toe. She looked at the much bigger man with such a sense of
satisfaction. She said, "Dougie, I want you to go on all fours into the
kitchen and fetch me a wooden or plastic cooking spoon. Bring it back to
me like my dog used to fetch a stick. You better be back here within two
minutes."

��� Doug crawledd to the kitchen and in no time at all was back with the
plastic spoon in his mouth. It reminded Jane of her old German shepherd,
but when the dog brought her a stick he was wagging his tail; Doug looked
absolutely miserable as he came back. His tail wasn't wagging! Jane took
the spoon and told Doug to kneel sideways in front of her. She wacked his
ass as hard as she could- WHAP rang through the condo. Doug whimpered but
didn't utter a word of protest. She wacked him again- WHAP on the very
same spot. A tear ran down Doug's cheek, but he didn't dare move. Jane
said, "Dougie, I'll give you a choice. You can lick my asshole as your
punishment, or you can get 40 smack with the spoon- which do you want?"
Doug began to cry and beg, "please don't do either. Please leave me
alone" The words came between sobs. Jane said, "Dougie, I'm trying to be
nice, now which do you want. You have until the count of ten to tell me
which punishment you want, if you don't tell me then I'll have to give
you both punishments.

��� One, two three," Doug was sobbing and begging her to let him go.
"Four, five, six" Jane counted. As she reached eight Doug screamed, "I'll
take the spanking, I'll take the spanking ." Jane said, "Dougie, beg me
to spank you." Doug said, "Please give me the spanking, please don't make
me lick you asshole. Please give me the spanking." Jane was flowing like
a fountain as she obliged Doug's begging. The tears were flowing down his
cheeks as he she reached 20 smacks. Jane asked, "Does it hurt that much?"
"Yes" sobbed Doug. Jane felt a little sorry for him. She said, "Would you
prefer the last 20 on your legs instead of on your ass?" Doug nodded his
head yes. She said, "It's yes master." He said "yes master." She said,
"say thank you for being so kind." He looked at her with incredible
sadness, but he said the words. She had him sit on a chair and -whap,
whap, whap. Ten times on the right leg. She went to the other side- whap,
whap, whap--ten times on his left leg. His legs were red and swollen as
his ass had been.

��� Despite it all, he still had an erection. Jane straddled him and rode
him like a wild animal. Slap, slap, slap went her solid ass against those
tender thighs. Her 138 lbs pounded into his lap pressing his raw ass into
the chair. She had never been so horny and rode him hard. She noticed on
his face a combination of ecstacy and agony as she rode him. She of
course could care less how he was feeling, but she was amused at the look
on his face. She exploded in orgasm just as she felt him cum inside her.
She rode him till he went limp, then got up and pulled his mouth to her
womanhood. She again had him clean her up with his tongue. She came and
came and of course he had to drink every drop of her juices mixed with
his cum.

��� Jane fell into his lounge chair exhaused and fulfilled for the
moment. She had him kneel before her as her footstool. She turned the TV
on and found "I Love Lucy" being shown. She loved that show. She sat
there laughing with Doug as her footrest. She didn't allow him to look at
the TV. She laughed her head off, but Doug never cracked a smile. He
looked miserable.

��� When the show was over jane got a brillant idea and chuckled to
herself about what she was about to do. She said, "Doug, you don't look
very happy. Didn't you want to pick up a pretty lady and get laid?"
Miserably he answered, "Yes master." She said, "And wasn't�I the best lay
you're ever had?" He answered "yes master." He was obviously smart enough
not to contradict her. She said, "Then why do you look so miserable?" He
answered, "because I hurt everywhere master." She said, "Your poor ass
does look sore, would you like me to kiss it and make it all better?" He
answered, "Yes master."

��� With that Jane put a very stern look on her face, grabbed his hair
and forced him to look into her face and said as harshly as she could,
"What did you say?" Doug had a look of confusion on his face. Jane said,
"Did you just tell me to kiss your ass?" The confusion slowly turned to
fear. He didn't know what to say. "How dare you tell me to kiss your
ass!!!!!" Doug stammered, "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry master. I thought
you wanted too." Jane got louder and angrier, at least it seemed that way
to Doug, but actually she was laughing inside. She said, "You think a
great lady like me would want to kiss the ass of a worthless wimp?!?!?"
As she spoke she noticed liquid pouring from him. If he had pants on, he
would have pissed his pants, but as it was he just wet his carpeting.
Jane couldn't believe he could have a large man so scared that he'd piss
his pants for fear of what she might do.

��� For a moment jane considered forcing Doug to clean up his mess with
his tongue as she had forced her brother in law earlier in the day, but
she decided against that for two reasons. First this guy had not done the
kind of things to her or someone she loved as her brother in law had
done. She thought that would be too cruel a punishment for him. Secondly,
she had lots of plans for Doug's mouth and tongue in the hurs and days
ahead. She didn't want to risk anything that would be unhygenic for
herself. She commanded him to crawl and get some wet towels to clean up
his mess. Doug of course obeyed immediately.

��� When Doug was finished cleaning up his mess Jane got back to the
matter at hand. He had to be disciplined for telling her to kiss his ass,
even though he was tricked into that. She explained, "Doug, you should
have said Master i would never think of having you kiss my ass. Or you
could have said only a wimp would kiss someones ass and you are
definitely not a wimp. Or you could have said that only worthless
weaklings would kiss someone's ass" Doug just had a look of confusion on
his face. So Jane said that he would have to be punished. She asked him-
"Do you want to lick my asshole for 5 minutes or do you want 40 lashes
with the wooden spoon?" Doug begane to cry- "please don't do either of
those to me" he begged. Jane said, "why don't you try begging me and
maybe I'll reconsider. She stood up and turn her ass toward him. As he
kissed her ass he said "of course you would never kiss my ass. Only a
wimp would kiss someone's ass and you aren't a wimp. Only a weakiling
would kiss someone's ass and you're the strongest women I've ever met.
You are far too important to kiss someone's ass- I'm so sorry I said
that." Doug's groveling was music to her ears.

��� Jane let Doug grovel for about 15 minutes. He cried, he wept, he
worshipped her muscles, he kissed her ass, he kissed her feet and sucked
on her toes. Jane finally sat on the chair and said, "Doug you did a good
job of begging. For that reason I'm going to cut your punishment in half.
You can either lick my asshole for two and a half minutes or get 20
smacks on your ass with the spoon- which do you want?" Doug had a look of
total despair as he lowered his eyes and said "I'll take the spanking,"
He was learning to not keep arguing. She had him turn into position.
"Whack" echoed through the condo as the spoon hit his ass. He flinched
but made no objection. He only trembled before her. She was so turned on.
He didn't dare fight against her, all he could do was tremble at her
feet. "Whack" as the spoon landed a second time on that tender ass. He
didn't dare run, since he probably could not escape from her, besides he
was naked, if he did get out of the condo where would he go? "Whack" as
the spoon landed a third time. Tears started down his cheeks.

��� Jane decided to play with his mind a little more. She said, "doug,
I'm going to suspend the rest of your punishment. I won't give you the
last 17 smacks with the spoon, does that make you happy?" "Yes master" he
said almost with glee. "Show appropriate appreciation for my kindness to
you she commanded." He again started worshippip her, saying "thank you,
thank you, thatnk you! You're so kind. I'm so lucky that you are so good
to me." Jane couldn't help but laugh at the irony of his words. Probably
no one in his entire life had humiliated him as much as she did. Most
likely no one had ever been so cruel to him. But now he was kissing her
ass, worshipping her and thanking her for her kindness. Her total power
of this helpless man was again turning her on.

��� She looked at the clock and it was 10:30pm. She had another hour or
so to train him before it was time for bed, She had to make plans on how
she would continue to humiliate and use him for the rest of the weekend.
Jane thought to herself how life has never been so good............ To be
continued
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Jane picks up her third slave (Part 2)



This is the sixth of a series of stories about how Jane has found that
her strength allows her to dominate men. The series is in the 25th shelf
by�miscellaneous authors. This picks up with Jane getting ready to go to
bed after picking up a third slave and totally dominating him


��� It was 10:30 pm and Jane figured she only had another hour or so to
play with her newest toy before she would go to bed. It had been a great
day. She had straightened out her brother in law earlier in the day. She
couldn't wait to hear from her sister tomorrow about the changes in her
husband Andy. Then she had gone to a nightclub and Doug had grabbed her
ass. She went home with him and she was certain that he would never grab
a ladies ass again.
��� "Doug, go get me a glass of wine" Jane ordered. Doug who was
presently being used as her footrest said, "But Master, I don't have any
wine in the house." Jane was thrilled at this response. You see she saw
herself as a nice person and just didn't feel right abusing someone, even
one of her slaves, without a good reason. "You invited me over here and
don't have any wine in the house" Jane said as angrily as she could
muster. She pushed him with her foot knocking him from his kneeling
position onto his side. She jumped on him like a lion pouncing on its
prey. She wrestled him and put him in several painful holds. He was again
begging and pleading with her to stop. His pleading was music to her
ears. His whimpering only made her juices flow all the more. She
grape-vined him and then did powerful thrusts into his body. He groaned
with each thrust. She figure foured him with his face away from her. Then
she repositioned him and figure foured him with his face right into her
womanhood. She ordered him to start licking. He of course obeyed
immediately. She went from hold to hold easily, the fight had been taken
out of him. This was so exhilarating for her to have this big man so
powerless in her hands, but she did prefer when there was some fight in
him. She loved when he tried as hard as he could and she could still
effortlessly control him. Now he was like a rag doll, easily being moved
into position for her next painful hold. Maybe it was time for bed and he
could have some fight in him in the morning.
��� She stood up and Doug was like a heap on the floor before her. She
put her foot on him and raised her hand in the air like a fighter in the
ring when victory was declared. She said, "Doug, worship my muscles."
Doug slowly started getting up when she knocked him over with her foot
again. "When I tell you to worship me, you do it right away! Who do you
think you are moving so slow when I tell you do do something?" Doug
whimpered, "I'm sorry Master, it won't happen again." He as quickly as he
could started kissing her feet. He worked his way up and kissed her
calves, then her thighs. He worked his way behind her and kissed her ass.
Jane thought a man kissing her ass was just so symbolic of her total
domination of him. He continued up and kissed her back then her
shoulders. She flexed her left bicep and he knew immediately that he was
to worship it. Then she put her arm straight and her tricep bulged up and
he worshiped it. Then she started verbally commanding him what to do.
"Worship my calves slave," he got on the floor and did. Then "worship my
right shoulder slave," he jumped to his feet as fast as he could and did.
"Kiss my ass slave," down on his knees again. She let him linger on her
ass for awhile.Worship my right bicep, again Doug stood up and
worshipped.� "Suck on the big toe on my left foot slave," and he did. Up
down, kiss, suck, up down, smother her ass in kisses, whatever she told
him to do he obeyed immediately. Jane thought, other women just don't
know what they are missing when they don't have�enough muscle to control
a man.
��� At the end Doug was again kissing her ass. She said, "Slave, I'm now
going to go into the bedroom, you will crawl after me kissing my ass the
whole way." "Yes Master" came Doug's reply. He crawled as fast as he
could so he could keep kissing her ass, he certainly did not want to
displease his master. She walked in the bedroom and Doug has a Queen size
bed. She walked into the bathroom with Doug crawling behind her at every
move. She looked in his medicine chest and saw a prescription for Viagra.
She ordered him to take a couple of pills, she wanted to make sure he'd
be ready whenever she wanted to use him. Doug didn't think taking more
then the recommended amount was a good idea, but he certainly wasn't
going to argue with her, he took a couple of pills.
��� Jane was exhausted. Training a new slave took a lot out of her. She
went over to the thermostat and turned it down to 65*. she like it cold
when she slept. She said, "Slave you'll sleep on the floor over there,
you don't need a blanket or pillows." Doug's expression said it all, but
not a word escaped his lips. Jane crawled into his beautiful queen size
bed and tried to sleep. She tossed and turned as she thought of the
events of the day. What a day it had been. She had never before totally
dominated two men on the same day. She really felt like an all powerful
Queen.�She had made her brother in law do disgusting things, terrible
things. How could she have done that, it wasn't the way she was raised?
But she loved it! In the past the men she dominated really deserved it,
they had treated her or her family in a shabby manner, but Doug was
another story. He had grabbed her ass, the punishment for that is usually
at most a slap on the face, but she had totally destroyed him. What's
more she wanted to do even more disgusting things to him to show her
total domination of him, she really was fighting hard not to get too
carried away. She didn't want to be a bully, she wanted to be a super
hero, but she had such a hard time controlling her desires to totally
dominate and humiliate this poor�sap.. She knew, even if Doug didn't yet,
that his life was never going to be the same.
��� As she tossed and turned she heard Doug shivering in the corner with
his teeth chattering. She sat up in bed, turned on the light, and gave
him a stern look. "You are disturbing my sleep slave" she said. Doug
looked at her with a horrified look on his face. "I'm sorry master, I'm
sorry, I just can't help shivering, it's cold in here. I'm so sorry." The
tone of his voice was sincere. He was obviously horrified. She got out of
bed and walked toward him. He started to cry, "I'm sorry master,
please.please forgive me." Here was this big man cowering before her, he
had no idea how his pleading and sobs were getting her all horny again.
She turned her back toward him, and he instinctively knew to crawl over
and start kissing her ass. He was really being trained well!!!! He kissed
her ass as he pleaded, please (kiss) forgive me (kiss), please master
(kiss) have mercy on me (kiss)." Jane walked away from him and went to
the living room and got a couple of small pillows from the couch. She
came back in and threw�them to him. Then she went to the closet and saw a
blanket. She grabbed it and walked over to him. "Would you like this" she
asked with a very pleasant voice. "Yes master" he replied. She again
turned her back to him and he again started kissing her ass. "Thank you
master (kiss), thank you for being so kind (kiss, kiss kiss). Thank you
for not hurting me (kiss kiss), Thank you for your forgiveness (kiss kiss
kiss)." Jane couldn't take it anymore, she was flowing like a river. She
turned and pulled his face to her womanhood and he of course
instinctively knew that he was to start licking, so he did. She had her
hand on the back of his head and moved his head to where she wanted it,
telling him where to lick and what to do. Her absolute power was so
turning her on. She pulled him unto the bed, put him inside of her, then
slipped him into a grapevine and just started pounding away. His arms and
legs were stretched in painful ways, her pounding was hard and was
hurting him, but he still had a strong erection and she pounded away.
They both climaxed together and it was incredible. Afterwords she rolled
off him and they both just laid there for a few moments. She said, "Doug,
you know what to do" and he instinctively knew to eat her out and clean
up any mess he had made. Doug scrupulously licked every last drop that
was there, he certainly did not want to displease his master. After
awhile she said, "enough, leave my bed." Doug immediately stopped,
crawled out of bed, and went to his place on the floor. He didn't think
it would be wise to point out that it was his bed. Jane cuddled up with
her blankets and pillows, rolled over and went fast to sleep. All she
could think as she was dozing off was how good life was.
��� That night Jane had the most incredible dream. There were 14 naked
men all bowed down before her. There were seven on each side and she was
in the middle of them. She was also naked, but the men had been forbidden
to look upon her beauty. As she walked up and down the isle between them
one of the men looked up and got a glance of her. She called him over,
"Al, get over here." Al, who had been her first boss when she worked at
McDonald's as a teenager crawled over to her. Al had always been a pain
in the ass.He one time had told her that she was an ugly bitch.�She said,
"I commanded you not to look on me, you disobeyed. " "I'm sorry Master,�I
just couldn't stand to not look on your beauty any longer." Jane in her
dream beat the shit out of him. She could never imagine really doing this
to any man, but she was totally destroying him. Despite the beating he
still had an erection and Jane impaled herself on it. She rode him like a
wild animal. As she looked around the room none of the other men dared to
look up. No one came to his aid. All the other men just kept bowing
before her obediently. When she was done with Al she grabbed him by the
hair and dragged him� unconscious back to his place in the line. Jane
went back to the center and said, "Comstolk, Dingman, come here." Two men
began to crawl to her. Mr Comstolk had been the assistant principal at
her high school and had often punished her when she was really the victim
of the cruel actions of others. Mr Dingman had been her English teacher
and gave her a D just because she had missed a lot of homework
assignments. They crawled over to her and she grabbed Comstolks head by
the hair and forced it to her womanhood. "Clean it up" she commanded.
Jane figured that most men didn't like the taste of their own cum, let
alone someone else's. She pulled his head away and then pushed Dingman's
head to her dripping pussy and commanded him to start licking. In her
dream she could see her gorgeous biceps as she forced their heads where
she wanted them. She was in total control, just the way she liked it! She
commanded Mr Comstolk to get behind her and put his hands on her ass.
Then she commanded him to start licking. Dingman was licking her in
front, Comstolk in the back and there wasn't a word of protest or
complaint. They were in total fear of her.�There was Al lying in a bloody
heap, Mr Dingman before her, Mr Comstolk licking in the back and the
other 11 men just knelt there with their heads bowed before her. What
power, what absolute control. Ring --ring--- ring---- Jane was awakened
by her cell phone. She was a little upset, she had never had such a
wonderful dream in all her life. Her juices were really flowing as she
awoke. She was upset because she wanted to see who the other 11 men were
in her dream. Wow, what a dream she thought. Ring--ring---ring went her
phone again. She looked at the clock and it was only 7:30 in the morning.
Who was calling her so early on a Saturday morning?
��� She answered and it was her sister Chris. Chris was so giddy she
sounded like an excited school girl. "Jane you're not going to believe
it. I came home from work yesterday and Andy was like a new man. You were
right I prayed and prayed and prayed and my prayers were answered. He
apologized for how mean he's been to me. He got the kids dinner and
then�had a babysitter come over.He took me to the "top of the Town"
restaurant.�Jane, the view was gorgeous. He said he's so sorry that he's
been such an ass and it won't�ever happen again.�Then�he took me to a
play downtown, it was just great. Then when we got home we made love like
we hadn't for years. He was so interested in pleasing me. Jane, he's
never cared much if I were pleased or not. I won't go into all the
details, but it was fantastic!!!! And now he's in the kitchen making
breakfast, and I'm going to have breakfast in bed. Jane, it's like a
dream, I can't believe it, I'm so happy!!!!" Jane with a big smile on her
face said, "See Chris, I told you to keep praying and it could change
things." Jane of course knew that she herself had been the answer to
those prayers. She was confident that Andy wouldn't abuse her anymore.
She suspected that he would slip back into� his old habits on occasion,
but she was prepared to deal with that kind of situation. In fact Jane
hoped that he would so that�she could discipline him once more. Jane,
because she saw herself as so nice felt she would need an excuse to
discipline him again and knowing Andy was pretty sure that she would need
to again. But for now she was just overjoyed for her sister.
��� Jane again saw herself as the super-hero, righting wrongs, making bad
men pay for their crimes, protecting the innocent. This was so good to
hear. Doug didn't know it but he was very lucky that Jane's sister had
called. She was starting to think in the line of the goddess and there
was no telling what humiliating things she might do to him�when she was
thinking like that. As it was she would of course continue to discipline
him, but she would refrain from doing the most disgusting, humiliating
things she could think of.
��� Usually Jane had breakfast with her slave which meant that she sat at
the table as he knelt under the table eating her out. But since Chris was
going to have breakfast in bed, she thought she would do the same. Her
newest slave Doug had also been awakened by Chris' phone call. He was
sitting up on the floor with a confused look on his face. As Jane spoke
on the phone a look of remembrance came over his face, it was a haunted
look. When Jane hung up with Chris she said, "Slave, bring me breakfast
in�bed. I want my eggs over easy.�I want the bacon crisp but not burnt.
Don't put any butter on the toast. Put cream in the coffee and bring some
orange juice if you have any." Doug just stared at her with an
incredulous look on his face. When he awoke he obviously thought he had
had a terrible nightmare, but it turns out it was real. And here she was.
A woman who was a foot shorter then him barking out orders to him like he
was some servant. But as he remembered the events of the night before he
jumped up to run to the kitchen to obey his master.�While Doug looked
confused, bewildered and angry-- the only words that came out of his
mouth was, "do you want white a wheat toast?"�Jane smiled and said, Wheat
bread, and don't forget the jelly."�
��� Jane rolled over and thought of the events of the last few months. A
few months ago she was a lowly secretary struggling to keep her head
above water. She drove a second hand Chevy and was always worried if she
would have enough to put gas into it. Now she had a new job and was
making a lot of money. She was driving a brand new Lexus. She didn't have
to worry about how much she spent because she didn't have to pay the
charges. Bill was paying her credit card, and of course she put all her
gas charges on that. Tom was paying her rent and utilities. And Doug
didn't know it yet, but he was going to be making the payments on her new
Lexus. Life was so good!!!
��� In about 15 minutes Doug brought her breakfast in bed. She hadn't had
breakfast in bed since her mother brought it to her when she was sick in
bed with the chicken pox as a kid. It was kind of nice. Jane had decided
that she was going to complain about something in the breakfast just so
she had another excuse to abuse - she meant "discipline"- Doug. She
complained about the toast. She told Doug he was a lousy cook and that he
was going to have to pay for that. Doug was already on his knees at the
side of the bed awaiting any commands that his master might issue him. He
looked very scared when Jane complained about the toast.She got out of
bed and turned her back to him and he immediately began kissing her ass
apologizing for not having the breakfast perfect for her. She turned and
pounced on him. She put him in several holds as he squirmed powerlessly
against her. He still didn't have much of a fight in him. She would have
to somehow deal with that during the day. She again stood up and told him
to kiss her ass again. He did. She walked into the bathroom and he
crawled after her kissing her ass the whole way. She sat on the toilet
and he knelt before her. The smell as usual was pretty bad, She took some
toilet paper and held it up and said to Doug, "I could not use this. I
could have you lick me clean, would you like that?" Doug again had a
horrified look. He probably had never before had a day start this badly.
He couldn't even speak, he just with a terrified look on his face shook
his head no. Jane smiled and said, "just remeber how kind I'm being to
you, now get out of here while I get ready for the day.' Doug crawled out
of the room, obviously relieved that she had not taken this to another
level.�Jane found a new toothbrush and brushed her teeth. Then she called
for Doug, he didn't come in right away. She yelled again for him and he
came scampering in, "Yes master, yes master" he said. "Where were you,
why did you take so long?" "I was just getting a bowl of cereal for
breakfast for myself master" he said with a very shaky voice. This
was�getting to be too much, his fear and trenbling was just gettin her so
horny and she didn't want to do anything until he had cleaned himself up.
"Did I tell you that you could have breakfast slave?" Jane thundered.
"I'm sorry master, I'm sorry, I thought you'd be busy for awhile and I
could get something for myself." Jane turned her back and Doug of course
knew what to do, he started kising it.
��� Jane ordered Doug into the shower and got in herself. He was to kiss
her ass as she showered. She took a long leisurely shower as Doug
obediently kissed away. When she got out of the shower she told Doug that
he had 15 minutes to take care of the three s's and then to meet her in
the living room.� (To be Continued)�
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