July 17th 2003

Erotic story: (With kind permission from Kat)
Fantasy: Domination

Katerina and Daphne had lots in common.. both were beautiful, powerful women who worked for the same company as executives and had a secret fascination for dominating poor, pathetic men who liked submitting. On a recent long lunch meeting for their mutual account, the sexy women discovered that they shared this obsession and that it would be more fun to make a man beg for both of them at the same time. Maybe it was the wine at the restaurant that the waiter kept refilling or the tight pantyhose that Kat had on, but she knew Daphne was going to be a fun addition to her domination adventures.

Daphne called Kat's office on Friday afternoon and they arranged to meet that night at a local BDSM club located downtown at 10 pm. After work, Kat rushed home, feeling her cunt getting wet already thinking of some stupid man kneeling at her feet, licking her dirty rubber boots. Hopefully, Daphne was as excited as she was to get her whips and chains out to make a submissive man pleasure them both. Kat's favorite outfit for going to the clubs was a really tight red leather skirt that hugged the contours of her tight, fine ass and covered her long legs with matching red leather boots that laced up from ankles to thighs. Her C cups bulged out of her red bustier that laced up tight around her waist and she added her leather wrist cuffs and a collar that made her look nice and intimidating.

Daphne, on the other hand, was a sight in tight black leather. She poured her nice firm body into a black jumpsuit that was all one piece, cut open only to reveal her big hard nipples and a diamond shape that was right above her coveted pussy. Men always drooled when they spied her across the dance floor, lengthening their pathetic cocks. Ha! They couldn't touch unless the price was right!

Kat met Daphne outside the club at 10 exactly and made out in front of the bouncer so he'd let them in for free. Stupid men always thought with their dicks and it never failed to get a free drink or admission, just by licking another girl's lips or letting them watch a little pussy grabbing. Easy as pie. Both women were hoping to find a rich, sub guy who wanted to pay them a cool couple hundred to let the girls torture a tiny little cock and balls or tie up the guy and make him lick their feet and pussies till they were satisfied. Maybe if the idiot was a good enough slut boy, they would let him cum too, but that was a big IF. There was nothing more amusing than to watch a man beg and plead for orgasm, only to tie him to the bed and leave with his credit cards for a shopping spree at Frederick's of Hollywood or Victoria's Secret.

They agreed that after finding their "victim" they would return to Daphne's apartment where she had a stock pile of erotic toys to entertain their guest with. It was like a sex shop: whips with metal spikes attached, ropes for tying up wrists and ankles, collars and leashes for humiliation purposes, 5 assorted dildoes ranging in size from 6-12 inches, vibrating butt plugs, duct tape to cover naughty mouths who speak out of turn and a few pairs of women's panties, thigh highs and heels to make for some interesting dress up. Her video camera was always set up too.. Blackmail was as much fun as the torture itself!

Kat and Daphne went to the bar and began to drink lots of vodka and whiskey, making the room spin and become a lot more interesting. Kat looked over and noticed a friend of hers, a sexy brunette domme named Isabella, who had attracted a number of the submissive men in the room to be kneeling in front of her while she dazzled them with her whips and chains. She was gorgeous with long curly dark hair, out of this world breasts, a shaved pussy that was said to taste like honey. Kat has met her at another sex club and they became good friends. Isabella approached her and after whispering a bit, Kat took control of one man in particular, a lowly man in khaki pants, a blue button down shirt and nice shoes. He had money, definitely, and as Kat handed Daphne the leash he was now wearing, she pulled out his wallet and rummaged through it. In it, the man who was named Jim, had many credit cards, pics of his cookiecutter perfect family and a huge wad of cash, most likely for payment to the Mistresses.

Daphne yanked on the leash and collar and jerked Jim up from the floor. She smiled and looked him in the eye and asked him if he was gonna part with his money for a little fun with them. "Oh yes, Mistress. I'll pay anything to get you to abuse me. Anything you want. Please just use my pathetic cock," was his shaky reply. It was obvious he'd never done this before, but was craving to try out his fantasy. He looked scared and aroused at the same time. Daph pushed him back down to the ground, placing her 4 inch heel into his ass as he got on all fours and took a whip from Isabella's collection and smashed it on his back. He began walking while she dragged him and Jim's cock grew as he saw both Kat and Isabella follow Daphne out of the club. It seemed that all three Mistresses were wanting a piece of this rich ass. The night would be very interesting.

Daphne's place was about a 10 minute drive from the club and Jim spent the trip on his knees in the backseat between Isabella and Kat while he serviced them both orally. His hands were tied tightly behind his back and Daphne had secured a blindfold over his eyes so he wouldn't have any idea where the apartment was.

All of this made Jim horribly excited and his little prick grew a few inches as he sucked up the wet drippings from the Mistress's hot snatches. Isabella was more tangy than sweet and Jim's face was a mess with smeared lipstick that Kat had made him apply before he began. It was humiliating and sexy at the same time to wear makeup out in public with people looking. Daphne had the music in the car up really loud, as if to attract attention to the car. At a red light, Isabella yelled out the window to a passing car of guys that she had a "pussy licking sissy on his knees" in there. They all laughed and pointed, but Jim loved the burning embarrassment it gave him. The blindfold was tightened and the car soon stopped.

Once they were into Daphne's "dungeon" as she called it, the blindfold was removed and a butt plug was shoved in Jim's tight ass. Kat took great delight in making a show of pulling down the slut's khakis, throw them in Daphne's fireplace, remove his "male" underwear and replace them with a pair of crotch less panties and insert the butt plug in roughly into his hole. It was painful and very arousing for Jim's virgin ass, but he didn't have enough time to think about it, as he was stripped of his shirt as well by Isabella and a frilly bra was in its place. The Mistresses loved forcing men into women's clothing since they usually treated women as sex objects and it was time to make them repent their ogling sins.

Jim was enjoying his bondage. He felt his cock grow under the panties and the exposure and as it got bigger, Daphne noticed and grabbed his hard-on with her hand and pulled on it roughly and teased his balls. "Oh, slut bitch, do you like that?? Look at the pathetic cock getting bigger!! Maybe we should let him cum, girls.. What do you think?"

They all giggled and grabbed Jim's wallet from his discarded pants. Kat opened it up and began to search through the contents. There was a large wad of cash, up to about $500 in his billfold, as well as a couple credit cards and some loose checks. Mm mm, this guy came prepared to pay!!! "Well girls, it looks like Jim here is a big spender! He brought us all sorts of compensation. I think for every noise Jim makes, we take $20. Now that means, bitch boy, that you can't speak or make a sound while we play with your body. You have to be a totally silent slave. If we hear so much as a word out of you, your money is OURS!"

Isabella grabbed Jim up off the ground and forced him up against the wall and his wrists were secured to shackles and chains, as well as being forced spread eagle and his ankles got the same treatment. There was Jim, hung from a wall, clad in a bra, crotch less panties, a growing hard prick, and if he wasn't humiliated enough, Kat took a pair of heels with a lock around the ankles and gave Jim a little height with some feminine shoe wear. He looked ridiculous and all the Mistresses laughed and pointed as the video camera rolled. Daphne went to her box of toys and picked up a feather, a leather rope, a few clothespins and an extra large vibrator.

Jim waited in anticipation for his punishment. It would very hard to keep quiet with these beautiful women rubbing his body and making him horny. He tightly pursed his lips and prepared for the worst. Isabella got a close up of his cock and began tying the leather rope tightly around his cock and balls. The pressure was intense. His balls felt squeezed hard and his cock was pulsing with pleasure. A feather was brushed lightly on his stomach, causing him to laugh out loud. Kat gasped loudly and made a big deal out of removing a $20 bill from his wallet and the assault continued on with clothespins on his nipples, through the bra, and the butt plug was removed for a much larger, thicker vibrator that was on full speed and maximum difficulty for Jim to keep quiet. He moaned loudly and screamed as the un greased fake cock was shoved in to the hilt in one swift movement. He watched as the greedy women took more money from his wallet and got hornier and hornier. Being overpowered by these three beauties was a fantasy cum true.

As his money was dispensed to the Mistresses, Kat announced she was bored of Jim and they grabbed up his credit cards and left the video camera running. "Now, slave boy. Here's what's gonna happen. I left that big fucking vib in your ass, still up to the top speed. It better be there when we return. You just stay there," Kat giggled. "You better not try and cum or let us see you getting any pleasure. We have all of this on tape. If you do anything bad, your wife, friends and co-workers I'm sure would love to see it. So when we get back from spending your money on clothes and lingerie, maybe we'll let you watch us model it. If not, well, I guess you'll just have to use this time to think about how you've objectified women lately and how bad you've been. Enjoy your night on the wall!" All three laughed and left with a slam of the door and the key turning to lock Jim in. He had loved his punishment and couldn't wait to see what else they had in store for him!

Story contributed by Kat.
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