A Surprise Meeting

Mistress Samantha a twenty six old women, who was about 5 feet 11 inches, long blonde hair, large blue eyes and a figure many women would die for, was having an quiet day out shopping and thinking about how lucky she was to be able to turn men into her playthings, when she heard a female voice calling her name. On turning round she discovered an attractive young woman in her mid twenties with long dark hair and huge dark brown eyes expensively dressed in a white silk shirt, and a tiny leather skirt, which showed of her long slender legs and clung deliciously to her young firm buttocks. She was also wearing the most amazing high heeled boots. Mistress Samantha herself liked to dress in sexy clothes but even by her standards this was unusual for a saturday lunch time in the normally quiet and frankly boring town of Dullardsville. This women was certainly not from around here!.

She was holding a lead which was attached by a collar to the neck of a young man, who had his eyes down cast in a submissive manner. Amazing, she recognised the man he was a member of a group called The Bad Boys who were well know for treating women as sex objects. Samantha had come across their kind before. She had always given them what they deserved, a swift kick in the balls! Disappointingly, unlike many of her more submissive sisters here on earth who had actually become their slaves!

At this point the pair of attractive young women had been stood for quite some time in the middle of the town square of the small city. Passing males and their misguided slave women were staring in disbelief at the spectacle. A man on a lead - absurd! Curiously Mistress Samantha had never deemed this to be a strange phenomena more of a public service! She had not the slightest feeling of embarrasment about it nor did she feel the need to ridicule the mysterious young woman for treating a man in such a fashion. In fact she rather liked her style! To Samantha this seemed like the most natural thing in the world. Indeed where Mistress Candida came from it was definitely the natural order of things. As the young cruellan observed the reactions of the people who had gathered around them she could not help laughing.

"Why do they think its such a big deal! I cannot believe females here allow these creatures to go anywhere without a collar and lead on! Not a chastity belt in site either. How else does one control their base instincts?"

Samantha laughed. "Yeah, I totally see your point why on earth do they!"

She was rather enjoying the comotion they were causing in this small rather dull town. After a while interest in the "dogmale" at the heel of Mistress Candida wained and the group of onlookers disappeared. The males anxiously wisked their slave women away before they got any ideas.

"So now our little fanclub has gone can I ask who you are and what do you want?" Said Mistress Samantha curiously.

I am Mistress Candida from Cruella, which exists in another dimension. You see our scientrixes have discovered a method of teleportation between our world and yours. This will allow us to work together with you, and other like minded women, to enslave the males population by locking them in chastity belts" she said.

"Chastity belts are my favourite toys, nothing like them for keeping a mans mind on serving me. After a few weeks he do almost anything for me, without any thought for himself or his needs" Mistess Samantha answered.

"I agree completely, Samantha, taking control of a mans favourite toy ensures he learns to worship his superiors. Of course a few lashes of the whip help to reinforce it is his weak little mind. As you may have already gathered the reason for my visit is to seek your help Mistress Samantha. Your expertise in breaking and training males is well known in Cruella. We need your help. We have kidnapped the Bad Boys and are moulding them into creatures fit to serve us and our needs. Staring down at the collared male at her feet with disgust, which until now had been completely ignored by these two likeminded women as they chatted about the overall fate of the male species. I have taken control of this ones life and now all his resources are mine and he is mine. Isn't that right slave?" Said Mistress Candida turning to the cowering beast, kicking him with her heel.

"Yes Mistress Candida I am your slave and only exist to serve you" the man replied.

"This worm and one other are now my toys, but the other two require training, I thought you might enjoy that and I'd think I like to see your PBK’s (Pointy Ball Kickers ) in action, as they are famous even in Cruella" Candida said looking down approvingly at my elegant high heeled boots..

Mistress Samantha surprised but intrigued by this curious proposition agreed to accompany Mistress Candida to a meeting at the secret HQ of the Cruellan Intelligence Core which was based in a country mansion. On entering the gates they were greeted by Guard Julia and Miss Evil. They were actually in the middle of administering punishment to two males, their crimes must have been grave as the pair had been beaten almost senseless. Mistress Candida stopped the car and ask the Cruellan ladies what they had done.

"These fools attempted to break in, so I have decided they will remain here forever as our pet dogs. ." Guard Julia answered grinning as she held up a vial of canine 308, a serum invented by this ingenious young women which actually reduced the males IQ to that of a dogs. They would no longer remember that they had had any other function in life other than to serve femalekind

"Poor little doggies won't even remember their names." Said Miss Evil with a mocking smile on her face. "Apparently they say they are members of the Bad Boys gang. So we didnt quite capture them all, Candida. Looks like these two are the last of them now though. They are just our sad toys now. Aaah its a shame isn't it!" Smirked the stunning blonde dominatrix as she pressed one of the unfortunate beasts faces into the dirt with her boot.

Candida laughed. "Well done girls you may dispose of them as you wish!Well a few less to train hey Samantha." She said as she cast a distainful eye over the pathetic grovelling creatures pleading for their release as Julia prepared to inject them with the serum.

The live entertainment over the pair continued up the long gravel drive to the main house. Yet another former member of the Bad Boys naked, except for his chastity belt, came to the front door and fell on his knees before them and began to lick their shoes clean. After he finished he trembling asked " how may I serve you ?

Mistress Candida turned to Mistress Samantha with a big grin on her face.

"Allow me to show you how this one gained the name Ladies toilet." She said as she removed her panties and squatted over the beast, who already knew what was expected of him.

The slave pulled his head back. Mistress Candida then put her pussy above his mouth and allowed her golden wine to pour down his thoat. After she had finished the slave thanked her humbly.

Mistress Candida then struck him to the ground with her whip and shouted "How dare you forget to offer yourself to my guest on entry, slave!"

"I do apologise Samantha, I am most embarrassed by my slaves lack of courtesy. Although as I am sure you, understand, yourself, he is only a simple creature!" Candida said with an air of disgust. The whole exercise had really been for the benefit of Mistress Samantha as a display of her absolute authority over the lowly creature. But that had not made it any less enjoyable for Candida who revelled in the this that as a mistress when dealing with her slaves she could absolutely never be wrong about anything!

"Allow me to show my pbk’s in action. That will teach him some manners."Said Samantha joining in Candida's cruel game.

Candida ordered, "to your feet slave, now!"

Before he realised what had happened Mistress Samantha had kicked in the balls. The slave fell to his knees and begin to cry, however additional kicks to his chest and his head silenced his moaning.

"That is what I call girl power" laughed Candida.

"I knew, I was right in contacting you." Candida declared.

"Let me explain a bit more about the Cruellan governments policies now we are somewhere more private. Kidnapping the Bad Boys is only the start. There are many other male activist groups that need to be stamped out. The Cruellan government is recruiting mistresses such as yourself to assist our intelligence core in reasserting female authority within your societies. The natural order must be reestablished. A mans sole purpose in life should be to meet the needs of their female superiors. Can we count on your support?"

"Absolutely." Samantha said nodded her head smiling in agreement. Adding. "I have a dream about all men wearing chastity belts. If I may say so I think this should be the key strategy employed in destroying the male hierachies within this world. You know how weak they become after a few weeks without relief. Nothing is too much trouble for them and they soon lose any trace of self respect and serve us without any question. Denying men their right to have orgasms will quickly destroy all male resistance to our rule over them."

The two mistresses exchanged knowing looks. Candida agreeed wholeheartedly with this policy on enslavement of males through chasity. "I have exactly the same dream." She said, adding proudly "within the world of Cruella it became a reality many years ago."

Samantha was most impressed and the two laughed evilly as they thought of the torment they could cause mankind on earth. Candida placed her arm around Samantha's waist and leant over whispering excitedly in her ear, "I have another little surprise for you my darling, the other two members of the band are locked in the cellar awaiting training from you, to assist you we have all the toys you could need and I have brought some of my slaves from Cruella, should you need them."

Both Candida and Samantha's eyes sparkled, already quite worked up from all their talk of male suffering and humiliation. Today, Candida, thought to herself, was going to be alot of fun. She then picked up a bell and rang it, a male slave naked apart from his chastity belt ran into the room and fell to his kness before the women and begin to lick their shoes as a sign of his submissive behaviour.

"Show Mistress Samantha to the cellar where the prisoners are being held and show her where the toys are kept." Candida ordered.

"If you make a mistake she will be using them on you as well and I may lose the keys to that belt of yours," she added with a cruel smile on her beautiful face.

"I obey mistress," the slave replied quickly. There was a look of fear in his eyes as he imagined his life without any relief or the possibly of it.

"Well get a move on slave!" Shouted Mistress Samantha, smacking the slave round the face.

"Thank you Mistress." He replied, avoiding her gaze for fear of angering her further.

The slave led Samantha down some stairs into a large punishment suite which boasted a huge collection of whips, canes, paddles and other instruments for training men. These "toys" were kept just outside of the cells in which Samantha knew her next victims were awaiting her.

"Would you like me to use any of these on you slave?" She asked the slave strutting sexily over to him.

"What I think doesn't matter mistress." He replied, stuttering slightly unnerved by her closeness to him. He tried not to stare at her long legs as she towered over him. He felt like a mouse being toyed with by a cat yet at the same time he could not help thoughts of her naked form entering his head.

"Don't worry slave I am only joking - don't you have a sense of humour?" Samantha laughed as he nervously hung his head in submission to her. She lifted his head and stared into his eyes.

"Now run along slave before I change my mind I have other slaves to amuse myself with today." Said Samantha dismissing the grovelling beast with a casual flick of her hand. She had already turned her attention to the task in hand. She chose the largest whip she could and a gun, then opened the door to the cell. In the corner of the cell was a belted male in his early twenties, who had once been called John Brown, wearing a dog collar.

He looked up at her and said, "you cant hold me, I have my rights and I demand to be freed."

"Demand?!." Shouted Mistress Samantha. "You have no rights slave. The rules are very different here my pet."

Samantha strode over to the insolent beast her high heeled boots clicking ominously on the cold stone floor, echoing around the cell. She put the gun to his head and placed her boot firmly on his balls. Staring deep into his now petrified eyes Samantha whispered in his ear, "If I ever hear you speak to myself or any other female as you did just now I will kill you. Do you understand?"

The mans voice waivered with fear as he replied quietly with his head hung. "Yes, I understand."

"Yes what?" Demanded Samantha, her eyes blazing with anger. She pressed her PBKs down hard on his balls. He screamed in pain, confused and scared.

"I will say this only once slave, when you speak to either myself or any other lady of this realm you will address us as either mistress or ma'am. Is this getting through your thick skull you miserable little worm?"

"Yes Mistress." The wretched creature replied, trying not to cry as he felt the last shreds of his dignity being torn from him by Mistress Samantha's words.

"Right, now that we understand each other we will begin your training. By the time I have finished with you there will be nothing you won't do for me."

To the mans relief Samantha placed the gun down and removed her PBKs from his now bruised and battered balls. This feeling was soon to be replaced with horror as she picked up the whip. With an evil smile on her face Mistress Samantha gently stroked the slaves face with the tip of the whip.

"I think we will begin with 10 lashes of the whip which you have earned for failing to call me mistress. If you fail to say thank you mistress after every lash you will get that one again untill you do"

Before he could think the first lash caught him in the chest, Samantha put all her power into it and it knocked the breath from his body. He looked up in pain but still stubbornly refused to thank her and so received the whip again, this continued for five lashes. Samantha was enjoying this her pussy was becoming wet with the power she was exercising over the man. The tears in his eyes made her even more excited.

"You really are stupid aren't you slave?" Said Mistress Samantha

You have had five lashes of the whip. This would have been your punishment half over but for your failure to thank me. So I am afraid my, little pet, that means that it hasn't started yet. Or I can end your worthless little life now slave. Is that what you want?"

"No, please don't shoot me or beat me any more," he begged.

"Well say thankyou mistress after every lash and the pain will soon be over and I may let you live" She replied.

But in fact it wouldnt this was the start of his training, Samantha remembered that she could not get carried away as the last slave she had trained now wet himself in terror if she only raised her hand against him.

The next blow hit his back leaving a very painful red mark, but he managed to thank her for the blow. The next one hit the same spot, with the remaining landed around the same area. As a result he couldnt count because of the pain. That didn't bother Samantha she was enjoying breaking his spirit, soon her every word would be law to him as she would become the highest authority in his life.

She left him for an hour to recover from the beating, he had taken. While she planned the next stage which would be to relief him of any remaining self respect that he had. On returning to his cell she fitted him with a new dog collar engraved with her name.

"You are my property now slave. You exist to please me. If you do well you will be rewarded. If you displease me in any way, how ever, you will wish you had never been born." Said Mistress Samantha as she bent over the cowering male to put on his shiny new collar.

"Ye ye yess Mistress." He said, stuttering with fear at the thought of the feel of her PBKs.

"Excellent." Said Mistress Samantha beaming at him with a twinkle in her eye. She reached over and patted the now croached and submissive male on the head.

"I think I will call you Rover from now on!" Said Samantha as she clipped a lead to his new collar.

"Come on Rover lets go for walkies, mistress has so many new tricks to teach you!" Samantha patted Rovers rump lightly with a small but powerful cane. Just a little reminder, in case any was needed, of the fact that he now belonged entirely to her.

"No Rover, bad dog!" Said Mistress Samantha, striking him hard across his, already sore bottom as the slave attempted to stand.

"Slaves belong on their knees, Rover, unless instructed otherwise." The steely stare that Mistress Samantha gave the slave told him that he should obey. Sinking on to all fours the slave reflected on his position in life. To his surprise he felt quite happy. Life suddenly seems simple he existed to please his mistress. He suddenly felt a wave of remorse for his previous treatment of women in his past life. He stared up at his new owner who was striding ahead of him. He could not help but notice her pert bottom wiggling around beneath her tiny leather mini skirt. Turning round Mistress Samantha gave him a smile that showed she knew exactly what he was thinking. He averted his eyes guiltily.

"Naughty dog Rover." She said mocking him. Samantha decided to ignore this little indiscretion for the time being. The torment caused by his chastity belt would add a new dimension to his training programme very soon. Soon his balls would be so full, aching to come, for some relief. My favourite part of training she thought smiling to herself!

Samantha walked him up the stairs and out of the front door of the manision, hitting him with the cane if he slowed. She proceeded to teach him some simple tricks such as fetching the ball, with any mistakes being punished by the swift application of the cane to his bottom. This is the life she thought turning a selfish male into a mere plaything who is only worried about serving his betters and avoiding the pain that would bring.

Suddenely she heard a voice behind her, it was Candida, who was looking at her with respect at her success in training John, now know as Rover.

"Well done." She said. "You have done a great job on this slave. It would be an honour if you would assist Miss Evil with her pleasure slaves. They are getting ideas above their station. She doesnt want to damage them as they are quite valuable. Of course it will mean taking a holiday in Cruella, but I think you will enjoy that. Of course you can bring any property with you such as slaves."

"I would love to!" Said Mistress Samantha smiling at the prospect of tormenting and teasing these horny beasts.

"I think that I am really going to enjoy a little holiday in Cruella it sounds like a world I may want to live in...."

to be continued ?

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