Mistress Chat

Samantha: “Greetings James, and welcome to the Femdom Department Shop. This is Alicia, our greeter. [Samantha points to a young woman in a black jumpsuit] Remove all your clothing except for your underpants. And bring your credit card along with you. No special therapy on the fees. No exceptions.”

Alicia: “Hi Samantha. This must be the loser you were telling me about.”

(James: Alicia is Asian and seems like she’s not much older than 19. She might be in high school. I do as I’m told and am now just wearing my tighty-whiteys)

Samantha: “Yes, he’s a Femdom writer and he’s agreed to promote the save.”

Alicia: “Great. Seems to be like he’s one particular of our typical wimpy worms, huh?”

Samantha: [Smiling] “Really Alicia, do you think we’d have a real man interested in writing about our division save?”

Alicia: [Laughing] “No, of course not. Anyway, he picked a excellent time to visit. It’s busy as typical today. There’s an insane amount of Female-over-male wallet-raping heading on as we speak. [She checks her clipboard] The retailer is currently full and there is a cue inside the holding pen.”

Samantha: “Fabulous! James, just so you know, we enable 12 of your fellow male losers within the primary store at any one particular time. If you look off to your appropriate, you’ll see there’s another, let’s see, five, six, seven dipshits waiting their chance to be humiliated. We call that our ‘holding pen.’ But I’m going to permit you to bypass that since you are with me.”

(James: I admit to being surprised that I’m obtaining the full treatment here. At the same time, I can feel a tingle between my thighs. These girls know how you can talk the speak)

Alicia: “Want me to give him the normal introduction, Sam?”

Samantha: “Please.”

Alicia: “Welcome on the Femdom Department retailer, loser. Please carefully read the directions on your way in. Also, please be advised there are absolutely no ejaculations [she glances down at my crotch] allowed until final checkout. Any premature org-spasms prior to final checkout will lead to immediate ejection from the premises. Have fun. You can be assured all our Ladies will enjoy humiliating you and taking your dollars!”

Samantha: [looking down at my groin] “Look Alicia! Judging from the miniature lump in his panties, your words are already having an effect on him.”

(James: Samantha reaches out and tweaks my groin through my underwear, which causes me to shiver with excitement)

Alicia: [laughing] “Well, like you say Samantha. They do not have any self manage, which is why we have no choice but to handle them ourselves.”

(James: I apologize to them for getting genuinely excited about getting granted a guided tour by her. Samantha escorts me toward the entrance on the store. Just before entering I appear off to my proper and notice a makeshift jail cell. Seven men are lined up. They’re all naked and on their knees. All of them are holding their credit cards submissively in their hands in front of them as though they’re giving it as an offering to your Goddesses. The men are a selection of ages. Most are overweight and most aren’t so effectively endowed. Inside the jail cell is really a sign having a list of rules: 1. Refer to all superior Females inside the division store as ‘Ma’am’ at all times. 2. Do not speak unless a superior Female speaks you to. 3. Any failure to show total obedience to Female commands can and will result in treatment with a cattle prod, blackmail, and extra extortion.)

Samantha: “You pin-dicks are all the same. [She laughs and turns to me] My Director of Marketing and I have performed a fair amount of research on our market, and we estimate you’ll find 50 to 75 million males in this country with penises less than six inches lengthy when erect. Most of them are wimps. It’s no wonder we’ve been able to raise so significantly venture capital in such a short quantity of time. I already have stores getting built in New York, Los Angeles, and Cleveland”

(James: “We open a door and are immediately met by a young woman working a cash register who Samantha introduces as Leah. Leah, a blonde who wears makeup and puts her hair back within the preferred ponytail look, is slightly chubby and big-breasted. She wears a light purple pants suit)

Leah: “Hi Sam. Why does this jackass have his panties on?”

Samantha: “He’s that writer idiot I was telling you about.”

Leah: “Oh. Forgive me if I’m out of line, but I really feel as though he needs to be exposed.”

Samantha: [turning to me] “You know what, James. She’s completely right. I don’t know why I’m giving you special treatment. You’re no unique than the rest of the pervs who come in here. Leah, would you like to have the honors of exposing his little secret for us?”

Leah: [lighting up] “My pleasure!”

(James: Leah steps behind me and pokes her head above my shoulder. “You’re going to discover in here there’s no place for wimps to hide,” she says in my ear. In 1 swift motion, she yanks down my underpants causing my four-inch boner to pop out in full view of her and Samantha. Both point and laugh. Leah reaches around with her pointer finger and gives the head a good flick)

Leah: “Well, now we know why he wanted to keep his underpants on. Look at that teensy tiny penis.”

Samantha: [laughing] “Not a massive surprise. And judging from his extremely aroused state it looks as though he enjoys being reminded of how pathetic it is.”

Leah: “My boyfriend’s cock is literally double the size of that. Now, fork over your credit card like the rest of these losers just before I personally take you more than my knee and spank you like the sissy bitch that you’re!”

Samantha: “You’d greater do what she says, James.”

(James: I was hoping to steer clear of this for all of the publicity I’d be getting them, but no such luck)

Leah: “That’ll be $ 300 of your Hard earned dollars. Like taking candy from a baby.”

Samantha: “What do you say, James.”

James: “Thanks for taking my tough earned money, Miss Leah.”

Samantha: “Good. She’s 23, by the way, which means you just got exposed and wallet-raped by a woman more than a decade younger than you. Yet, look at how weak you are with you little stiffie. You see how ridiculously easy it is for us Females to control an ass-clown like you?

James: “Yes ma’am.”

(James: Samantha throws her head back and issues a high-pitched feminine laugh, reflecting her sheer joy. I admire her as her beauty intensifies during her moment of happiness)

Samantha: “Drag your naked ass right this way, James. Follow your four-inch boner.”

Leah: “Bu-bye, loser. Have fun getting destroyed in there.”

(James: Samantha leads me toward the department store area)

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