Tina and Dawn tame Scott
by D. H. Laurents
Two beauties wrestle and overpower a man's mind and body till he becomes their willing slave


Copyright 2000

This story is pure fantasy and contains sex and mild violence. If you are
under 18 or can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, read no further.

"I love you both," he whispered, and felt them each kiss his cheek. He felt
their soft, firm bodies as they lay on either side of him, the rise and fall
of their chests, their heads gently lying on his shoulders. He felt Dawn's
marvelous geometry, her down-like blonde hair on his right side and Tina's
taut, athletic body and her wavy, dark hair on his other side. He felt and
smelled the ambrosia of their breaths, felt their warm, silky legs draped
across his body. He yearned to make it with them yet again but his body cried
for rest.

Before drifting off to sleep, he recalled the events leading up to this
remarkable weekend.

Night One - The Meeting

The singles dance was "the usual". half men, half women. dressed from chic to
those who chose their clothes blindfolded.

He ordered a martini from the bartender. "What?" he grumbled to himself. "A
tumbler glass? Why don't they ever have a decent bar at these dances?"

He knew that finding the right lady was a numbers game. Eventually he would
meet her. Maybe tonight?

Scott had been through many women in his dating career. He considered himself
suave and good looking. Others thought of him as just egotistical. The truth
probably lay in between.

Suddenly, he spotted her across the room. tall, slender, brunette. just his
type, his "look". He walked closer. "My God," he thought, "she's out of my
league". Slowly, he walked closer. A moth to a flame.

She turned, looked at him and smiled. He took a gulp from his martini and
crossed the short distance to her.

"Hi. I'm Scott." His heart was pounding. Rejection was a way of life in the
singles jungle. Success or failure came quickly.... decisively... sometimes
brutally. The leopard sunk its fangs into the wildebeast.

"Tina," she said and smiled again.

He couldn't believe it! This lovely animal had not rejected him and was
actually smiling at him!

"Big turnout tonight," he heard himself say.

"Yes. I don't often go to these dances, but my girlfriend dragged me out".

"I know what you mean," he replied. ("God, why can't I say something clever,"
he berated himself).

Just then the DJ played a slow song.

"Would you like to dance?" he asked. ("Good thing this martini is giving me
courage," he thought.)

"Sure," she replied. He led her to the dance floor. He held her and they took
a few turns around the not-too crowded floor. She felt wonderful to him!

They danced for an hour, talked, and had drinks. He asked for her number.

"Scott. Can I be honest with you? I like you. You're kinda cute." He braced
himself for rejection. Instead, she continued, "I have a long drive ahead of
me. And I'm tired, especially after the drinks. Would you mind if I rested
till morning at your place?"

He couldn't believe it! This fantasy girl was asking if she could sleep over!

Never one to accept a good deal when he could stick his foot in his mouth and
blow it, he stammered, "What about your girlfriend? Didn't you say that you
two drove together?"

She blushed a little. "That was the second favor I was going to ask. Do you
have room for two?" He dropped his drink.

Night One - The Drive

The drive to Scott's apartment was short. His head was swimming, trying to
make sense out of his ridiculous good fortune. Tina's girlfriend was as
beautiful as she, but in a totally different way. Tina was dark, sensual and a
"thinker," her girlfriend, Dawn was more animated. She was blond, not quite as
articulate, and seemed more of a 'doer". A real yin- yang, he thought.
Together, they created a sexual tension in him that was greater than the sum
of their parts. Dawn and Tina. Tina and Dawn. And Scott. Bob and Carol and
Alice. Forget Ted, he mused.

"Do you go to the singles dances a lot?" Dawn asked.

"Now and then," Scott replied. "Its so hard to meet someone I like. But I know
if I stick to it...".

Dawn said, "I know what you mean. I had to drag Tina out of the house. She
says she never meets anyone she likes either."

Scott asked, "So. What do you ladies do?"

Tina said, "Sales. But my real passion is sports. I'm always roller blading or
at the gym."

Dawn said, "I work for a chiropractor. I do acupressure. I lived in Japan for
a while, so I learned it right from he source."

The small talk rambled on till they pulled in the parking garage of Scott's
apartment building; a nice, upper middle class apartment just outside the
city. As they walked through the lobby to the elevators a few people gawked at
the trio. The men all thought, "Lucky guy". They ran the gauntlet of stares
till they were in the elevator and into his apartment on the tenth floor.

Night One - The Apartment

"Welcome to Shangri La," he joked as they entered.

Scott's next-door neighbor was an interior designer and had helped Scott
decorate.

Dawn said, "I really like your place, Scott. But those drinks are really
making me sleepy."

Tina said, "Dawn, I told you never to drink more than two. You know how that
affects you."

Dawn said, "I know, Tina. But what could I do?" She turned to Scott and
pinched his tummy. "Scott insisted on buying me drinks." Scott blushed and
felt himself getting hard.

"Well," said Tina, "where do we sleep?"

Scott said, "You two take my bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

Dawn said, "Sounds like a plan". The two ladies went into the bedroom and
prepared for bed. Scott readied the sofa.

"Night, night Scott!" the two ladies called out to him from the bedroom.

"Night Dawn. Night Tina," Scott answered. He thought to himself, "Damn. I had
to go and buy her drinks! How did I know it would make her sleepy? They'll
probably sleep till morning and then leave. Damn!". He pulled the blanket over
him and fell asleep.

Early Morning, Day Two - The Awakening

Scott slept fitfully on the uncomfortable sofa. The thought of two beautiful
women in his very own bedroom was frustrating.

About five o'clock in the morning he heard sounds coming from the girls' room.
He opened the door just enough to peek in. The two girls were kissing! He
watched for a while. Tina sensed his presence because she stopped and jumped
off the bed.

"Scott!" she said. "You naughty boy! You were watching us!" Scott didn't know
how to respond.

Tina walked over to him. She was wearing one of his T-shirts.

"What do we do with naughty boys, Dawn?" Tina asked over her shoulder.

Dawn said, "We punish them!" And Dawn got off the bed and walked over to join
Tina near Scott.

Scott stammered, "Sorry. I heard some sounds and just wanted to see if you two
were ok".

Tina said, "You were peeking a long time, Scott. I heard the door open a while
ago".

Scott replied, "Well, I...". Just then Dawn gently took hold of Scott's hand.
Her hand felt warm and soft to him. Scott thought she was going to invite him
to join them! His pulse raced. Then Dawn moved her little fingers to a
pressure point on his wrist and pressed. Scott felt a mind numbing shot of
pain go up his arm. He dropped to his knees.

Dawn said, "Scott. Remember I told you that I was trained in acupressure? I
know all the pressure points... like the one I'm pressing now". Scott was
barely able to speak, but he squeaked out, "Please. You're... hurting... me."

Dawn turned to Tina, now standing beside her and said, "Tina, Scott says I'm
hurting him. What should I do?"

Tina said, "Keep hurting him until he learns not to peek in on us".

Tina walked behind Scott, who was still on his knees. She leaned over and
placed her arms around his neck, encircling his head in a sleeper hold. Tina
said, "I think Scott needs to sleep. If he does, he can't peep on us".

Scott tried to yell, but it came out softly, "Girls, please... I won't do it
again".

"Oh, we know you won't. Because we're going to teach you how to behave with
women," Tina said. She tightened her hold. Scott felt her lovely arms around
his head... so soft and warm. He even felt the almost invisible hair on her
forearm against his cheek. It felt silky and cool.

Dawn released his wrist. The pain stopped, but he felt numbness in his whole
arm. He tried to pull Tina's arms from his head, but one of his arms was numb
and the other was not strong enough to dislodge her. She had grasped her own
arm with her other hand in the classic sleeper position. It was impossible to
escape. She did not choke him. He breathed normally, but felt light headed,
like floating in space.

He saw Dawn in front of him. God... was she beautiful, he thought. It was the
last thing he remembered before his world faded.

Day Two - Sunrise

Sun shining into Scott's eyes awakened him. No one had thought to pull the
drapes.

He tried to turn his body away from the sun and could not. He opened his eyes
and saw he was on his bed... with Tina and Dawn on either side of him. Each
had one leg draped across his legs. His arms were each under one of their
bodies. He tried to pull himself free. They both stirred groggily and clamped
their legs down on him and tightened against his arms. He couldn't move.

"Hey. Let me move!" he said. They barely stirred.

Tina said in a groggy voice, "Too early."

Dawn mumbled, "Go back to sleep or I'll put you to sleep again."

He wanted no more of what they had done to him before! He stopped struggling.
Besides, he thought. This feels nice. So what if they are a little strange?
Their warm bodies draped across him... their silky hair on his chest... their
breaths against his cheeks. The blond and the brunette. Heaven! He relaxed and
allowed himself to savor every man's fantasy... two beauties in bed with a
guy. He soon fell asleep again.

Day Two - Noon

He awoke with a start. He couldn't breathe! He opened his eyes and saw that
Tina had her hand clamped over his nose and mouth. She released it when he
looked at her.

She said, "This is a sure-fire way to wake a sleepyhead!" and the two girls
giggled.

"That's not funny," Scott said angrily.

Tina pouted, "Its not supposed to be funny. And neither was your peeking last
night funny."

"Well, I've had enough of your fun and games, if you don't mind," Scott said
with anger, and started to rise from the bed.

Tina said, "Not so fast, big boy," as the two women pushed him back to a lying
position. "You did a bad thing last night, and I can tell by your attitude
this morning that you need some attitude adjustment."

Dawn climbed on him and sat on his chest. Tina sat on his thighs. He thrashed
his arms, but Dawn grabbed them and pushed her thumbs into his wrists and
shook her pretty head. "Scott, don't you ever learn? Why do you make us do
this to you? If you minded your manners you could be enjoying our company this
morning. But now we have to teach you manners."

She pressed her thumbs tighter and he felt the pain, this time in both his
arms.

Dawn said, "In a few minutes, I won't have to worry about your hands. They'll
be out of commission for a few hours." He looked scared. "Don't worry, baby.
The numbness is only temporary. We wouldn't hurt our host... only to make him
a better person." She smiled and kissed him, sliding her little tongue in his
mouth.

Tina was behind Dawn, so Scott only heard her voice saying, "Yes. When we're
done, you'll be a real gentlemen." His pain was replaced by numbness. Dawn
released his wrists and placed his arms at his sides. He could barely lift
them.

"There," Dawn said. "Isn't that better?"

Scott said, "This has gone far enough. Let me up."

Tina leaned around and said, "Or else what?" Dawn leaned forward and put her
face one inch from Scott's. He felt her breath as she spoke. He looked into
her blue eyes, her flawless young face. She looked like a cover girl in a
classy magazine.

"Scotty, dear. You are in no position to make demands." She stayed that way,
looking at him, not speaking, just looking into his brown eyes for a few
minutes, breathing on his face, letting his situation sink in. "Do you
understand me, Scotty?".

He didn't know what to say. These drop dead gorgeous ladies had him so he
could not move. But his macho attitude prevailed and he said, "You can't do
this!"

Dawn said, "Sure we can. And you will come to like what we do to you. You'll
even want more of our... shall we call it... training?" They giggled.

Scott protested, "No I won't. You two are nuts. You're some kind of outta
control female whatchamicallit. Get off of me."

Tina took his cock in her hand and stroked it. "Like that?" she asked. "I know
you do. You're getting hard. Be good and there's a lot more. Now, here's
Lesson One. You will say 'please" and 'thank you" to us. OK?" His already hard
cock got even stiffer, but he said nothing. She suddenly stopped stroking,
took his balls in her hand and started squeezing.

"Owww," Scott called out. "Let go!"

Tina said, "Say 'please' and maybe I will."

Scott held out as long as he could and then gasped, "Pleeeease."

She loosened her grip and resumed rubbing his shaft. She kissed the tip of his
cock and said, "Good boy. Good boy," like one would do in canine training.

Dawn leaned forward, placed her lips against his ear and whispered, "Scotty,
we have full control over your pleasure and your pain. Why resist?" She licked
his ear and sat up straight on his chest again.

"Now, Lesson Two. You will address us as Mistress Tina and Mistress Dawn.
Okay?"

He felt the pleasure of her rubbing his cock and Dawn rubbing her feminine
hands across his chest.

"I won't do that," he said petulantly. They both stopped rubbing him and Tina
re-applied the pressure on his balls. Dawn put her delicate feminine hand over
his nose and mouth. Scott's eyes widened and he tried to call out, but his
scream was muffled.

After a few seconds, Dawn released him and said loudly into his face, "Bad
boy. Bad Scott. I see that you need a lot of training. It's a good thing we
came when we did. We can't have a bad puppy roaming the streets, making life
miserable for women."

Scott breathed deeply and said through the pain, "Okay... Mistress Dawn." He
realized he'd better humor these two weirdos.

Tina again released his balls and Dawn kissed him on the cheek, saying over
her back to Tina, "See? He CAN learn. We have a good pupil. Now what does our
little boy pupil say to his teacher, Mistress Tina?"

Scott hesitated, and then sarcastically said, "Thank you, Mistress Tina."

Dawn climbed off his chest, and kissed his forehead. She sat on her knees next
to Tina and gave her a long, warm tongue kiss. Then she sat across from Scott
on the bed. His arms were still numb and his chest hurt from where she had sat
on him.

Seeing the two ladies kissing turned on Scott, but he tried not to show it. He
demanded, "Why are you doing this?"

Tina said, "First of all, we LOVE it! It's just plain fun dominating men and
bending them to our will."

Dawn added, "Yea. You don't know what it's like to be a woman in the outside
world, with so little control or power. But here, we are in charge."

Tina held up her arms and jumped on the bed. "We RULE here!" Both ladies
giggled.

Tina continued, 'But, Scott. There's something else. We really feel we are
helping change people's thinking about women. In our own small way."

Dawn said, "One victim.. I mean, man... at a time." They laughed again.

Scott said, "I think you're both crazy. I wish I'd never run into you."

Dawn put her foot next to his mouth and rubbed his cheek with her toes.

"Oh, come on, Scotty. Don't be a party pooper. You'll soon see things
differently. Now, be a good boy. Kiss my foot and lick my toes."

Scott turned his head away from her foot. Tina, who had been rubbing his
shaft, stopped. She slid next to him and placed one leg across his stomach and
slid the other one under the small of his back. Scott tried to rise, but
without the use of his arms, he found it impossible. With Tina's legs around
his waist, he could not roll away. He kicked with his legs. Dawn moved on top
of his thighs and pinned them to the bed. She extended one leg near Scott's
mouth and again rubbed his cheek with her toes.

Tina said, "Let's play a little game. Scotty, I'm going to squeeze my legs
together. You tell me when you are ready to suck Mistress Dawn's toes. Okay?"

Scott shook his head, "No. No games." Tina started to squeeze. Scott tightened
his stomach muscles against the pressure.

Tina said, "I like this game 'cause I can't lose. My legs are stronger than
you whittle tummy," and she pinched his nipple hard. He cried out. She
gradually increased the force and Scott's breaths became shallower. Tina
pulled Scott's face closer to her so that her cheek was against his. She
rubbed her cheek against his lovingly, purring, "Mmm." She kept the pressure
steady, knowing his stomach muscles would give out in a few minutes from her
scissors hold.

"Scotty," she said as she continued to squeeze him effortlessly. "Did I tell
you Dawn and I both love sports? I play every sport you can imagine. Dawn was
even on the wrestling team in college. That's why my legs are so strong. Do
you like the way they feel against you?" She took one of his limp arms and
rubbed it over her leg.

Scott said nothing, concentrating on breathing

Tina said, "Scotty, your tummy is getting mushy." Tina moved her legs up to
his diaphragm. "Do you like this?" she asked. "I think you do, but can't quite
answer. Before this weekend is over, I promise you that you will love this. I
can tell by your cock you love it right now! And you will grow to love Dawn
and me. Believe it or not, you will beg to see us again."

Scott managed to say, "No, I won't".

Tina suddenly released Scott from her leg scissors. Scott lay there, trying to
recover.

Day Two, Afternoon - The Contest

Tina said, "Okay. There. You are free. All you have to do is walk out that
door."

Scott looked at her suspiciously as he caught his breath. "What's the catch?"
he asked.

Dawn said, "The catch is, Scotty boy, that you have to beat me in a fair and
square wrestling match."

Tina said, "That's the only catch. If you can beat Dawn, we'll leave. And you
can go back to being a self-centered jerk that doesn't care about others'
feelings."

He ignored her sarcasm. "It shouldn't be so hard to get you out of my
apartment," he said. "The only reason you're still here is because it's been
two against one. I can easily beat either of you girls one at a time," he
bragged.

Dawn sighed. "After all that work we did with you, you still have that silly
male attitude. Are you ready to show what you're made of, or is your hand
still numb?"

"My hand feels good enough to show you who the stronger one really is. Or is
Tina going to come to your rescue?" he smirked.

Tina said, "I promise I'll just observe."

Scott asked, "Any rules?"

Dawn said, "College rules. Submission only. No pins. Best out of three. Okay?"

Scott smiled. "Sounds good to me. You want to wrestle here?"

Tina surveyed the room and said, "Let's go to your living room." They walked
in and cleared a large enough space by moving some furniture.

Scott said, "So you were on the girl's wrestling team, huh?" He emphasized the
word "girls".

Dawn said, "Yes. But I trained with the guys." The ladies both laughed.

Dawn came closer to Scott and said, "Begin."

They circled each other. Scott put his hands on Dawn's shoulders and tried to
muscle her to the floor. Dawn waited until he was off balance and pushed her
hip into him, knocking him to the floor and landing hard on top. knocking the
wind from him. She wasted no time getting him in a headlock, pulling his face
to her breast, and laying on top of one of his arms.

Scott tried to push Dawn off but he had only one free arm. She held him there.
She was comfortable, not spending much energy holding him. He struggled to get
free, pushing on her arms with his one free hand.

"Do you give, Scott?" she asked.

His voice was muffled because his mouth was against her chest. "No," he said
defiantly.

"We could be here all day," Dawn said. She grabbed his free arm and put it
between her thighs. He kicked his legs, but they were well away from Dawn. She
pulled his head till his mouth and nose were firmly against her tee shirt
between her lovely breasts. He was having trouble getting air.

Dawn said, "How does it feel to have your lips against my breasts, Scott?" He
heard her voice through her chest. It sounded deep, yet sexy and feminine.

Finally, he said, "I give."

Dawn said, "What's that? I can't hear you down there. Did you say something?"

Scott said louder, "I give. I give up." It had taken all of three minutes.

Dawn released him. He lay there, gulping air.

Tina jumped around like a cheerleader and said, "One to nothing in favor of
the reigning champion, Mistress Dawn."

Dawn held her arms over her head and put her foot on Scott's chest in a
victory pose while Tina applauded.

"Ready for round two, or do you need a rest?" Dawn looked down and asked.

Scott got slowly to his feet. "I'm ready. You got lucky that time." As he
finished the sentence, he rushed at her and tackled her. He knew surprise
would be his ally against this trained warrior. She fell to the floor, bumping
her head against the coffee table. She was momentarily stunned. Scott climbed
on top of her and put his knees on her arms in a schoolboy pin. He grabbed her
wrists and stretched her hands painfully above her head.

"Give?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied woozily. Scott got off of her and Dawn sat up on the floor.

Tina rushed over to her. "Are you alright?" Tina asked, worry in her voice.

Dawn said, "My head hurts, but it's clearing now. I'll have a bump there
later."

Scott stood there with pride and said, "That evens it up. Guess I'm showing
you two that I was right."

Tina said angrily, "You won because Dawn hit her head. And you started before
anyone said 'Begin', wise guy."

Scott said, "Excuses, excuses. You women are all alike. A little gamesmanship
and you go to pieces."

Dawn stood up and rubbed her head. "I'm OK now, Tina." She turned and stared
at Scott with venom in her eyes. "And I'm ready for you, buster. This time,
I'm not just gonna win. I'm gonna punish you till you beg me for mercy," she
said angrily.

"Talk, talk," Scott chided. Then said in an exaggerated tone, "Begin. There,
was that OK?" He laughed.

Again they circled each other and locked up, arms on each other's shoulders.
Dawn shifted her weight, pulled Scott towards her, and tripped his ankle. He
fell to the ground. She was on him like a tigress, covering his body with
hers. He tried to rise, but she matched every move and stayed 'riding' on top
of him. He tried to push her off but it was impossible to push a 120 pound
person off when she is on top with her legs spread wide apart and you are on
the floor. He felt himself getting tired.

"You're mine," she said.

He managed to roll over onto his stomach. She anticipated his move and slid
her arm under his shoulder till he was in a half nelson, a classic wrestling
hold. She lay her body on his back. He tried to crawl, but could not. She
grabbed his other arm and put it behind his back. When he stopped for a minute
to catch his breath, she moved his other arm till they were both behind his
back, like a prisoner in handcuffs. She scooted up so her butt rested on both
of his wrists.

"What are you gonna do now, huh?" she taunted, grabbing a hand full of his
hair and mashing his face into the carpet. She sat on his back for a few
minutes. He could only lay face down and grunt.

Dawn turned 180 degrees so she was facing his legs, careful to keep his hands
under her butt. Scott felt her warm, taut little butt on his hands. He got
hard, despite his predicament.

She grabbed his kicking legs and wrapped one of his ankles over the other.
Then, very carefully, so as not to free his arms or his ankles, she turned
until she was again facing his head.

"Looks like we done roped us a steer," she laughed.

Tina called from the sofa, "Ride 'em, cowgirl!"

Dawn hopped up and down on his back and shouted, "Go, horsie!"

Dawn asked Scott, "Give up? Or don't you know when you're beat?"

He grunted with each bounce and said defiantly, "No. I. won't. give. up..
Never."

She said, "This is getting old. Let's change holds." She got off of him. He
was slow to rise, and as he did, she sat on the floor behind him, still facing
his back and wrapped her legs around his waist.

He leaned forward, not letting her get to his upper body with her arms. She
gave a squeeze and he involuntarily jerked back towards her. Quickly, he moved
his torso and head forward again, staying out of reach of her arms. She
squeezed her legs again and once more he jerked back towards her.

"Scotty, boy. You will get weaker. And once you fall back into my waiting
arms, I'm going to torture you. You know that, don't you, big boy?"

He grunted. Over and over the process repeated. Finally he was too weak to
keep leaning forward every time Dawn jerked her legs together. He fell back
into her chest and panted.

"That's a good baby," she said. "Come to momma. Let me hold you." Slowly, she
encircled his chest with one arm. She wrapped her other arm around him so she
was hugging him. Her breasts were against his back. Her feet were in his lap.
She could feel his erection with her bare feet. She ran her feet along his
Jockey shorts, massaging his penis.

"Baby needs to stretch," she said. She leaned back and lay on the floor on her
back, taking him with him. She pushed down with her legs and up with her arms.
He groaned with pain.

"There. Doesn't that feel good?" she asked.

"Nooo," he moaned.

"Sure it does. You're just being ornery." She continued stretching him until
he thought his lower back would snap some muscles. His stomach muscles were
useless, sacrificed in the earlier struggle.

She sat up, still holding him and moved her arms till she had him in a sleeper
hold.

"How about a little nap?" she asked.

"Please. No more," he gasped.

"What's that, baby? Did you say 'please'?" She stopped and looked at his face.
"I thought you weren't going to beg. Let me hear you beg some more."

She tightened her arms until his neck hurt.

"Please, Mistress Dawn. No more. I beg you."

"Say it again," she commanded. "That wasn't convincing." She squeezed her arms
and legs again. He jumped. His arms dangled at his sides, his body limp
against her firm, young body. He looked down at her beautiful bare feet in his
lap. They looked so beautiful. How could they bring such pain? he wondered.

He said with more pleading, "Please, Mistress Dawn. I give up. I beg you to
let me go."

"I still don't believe you," and kept up the pressure. After a while, he
surprised himself... and began to sob.

"Awww, yes, baby. Cry. I know it hurts you in your body and in your ego. Being
defeated and controlled by a woman must hurt." Dawn smiled at Tina, who was
sitting on the sofa, watching and pleasuring herself.

Tina said, "I love to watch him cry."

Dawn said gently into Scott's ear, "See? Mistress Tina loves to watch you cry.
You want to please Mistress Tina, don't you?" He didn't respond. She squeezed
him again.

He quickly said, "Yes. I want to please Mistress Tina."

"I'm beginning to believe you now. I think it's the tears." He was sobbing
uncontrollably now. His tears ran down his face and onto Dawn's arm, still
encircling his neck and head.

She tortured him for a half an hour that way. Whenever she felt him start to
lose consciousness, she eased up on his head and gave a sudden squeeze with
her legs. Each time, he quickly awoke in agony and more tears.

"I told you what would happen. Now you know that I mean business," she said
sternly.

She rubbed his cock with her feet and it popped out through his shorts. His
body lay limp in her arms. He was half asleep, in a trance-like combination of
pleasure and pain. His body ached but her rubbing his shaft sent waves of
endorphins through his body and he stayed hard.

He heard Dawn say, from what sounded to him like a far away place, "Do you
like your mistresses, Scotty?"

He mumbled like he was drugged, "Yes. I like my mistresses."

Both ladies laughed. Here was this strong man reduced to a stage where he
would say anything to please them... to stop the pain and get intense
pleasure. They controlled him completely.

Tina walked over and kissed his cheek. His eyes fluttered open for a few
seconds to look at her, then closed again. Tina asked, "Do you love me, puppy?
Do you love your Mistress Tina?"

"I love my Mistress Tina," Scott answered in a dazed, childlike tone.

Tina asked in a singsong voice, "And will Scotty boy do what his mistresses
say?"

Scott replied in a stupor, "Scotty boy will do what his mistresses say." The
women laughed hard at this.

Tina said, "Scotty boy, lick my toes." Scott complied, taking much of her foot
into his mouth and sucking. "Ooh, that feels nice," Tina said.

Tina said to Dawn, "I'm tired. What do you say we sleep for a while?"

Dawn said to Tina, as if Scott was not even there, "Good idea. What shall we
do with him? Put him out?"

Tina said, "Nah. He looks like he'll sleep without our help."

Dawn and Tina helped Scott to his feet, saying, "Up ya go, big boy," and
helped him to his feet, into the bedroom and onto the bed. He collapsed onto
the bed and did not move.

Tina patted his head affectionately and kissed his cheek. She said to Scott,
"I think our grumpy little student is starting to learn, aren't you?" He
didn't answer and she pinched his nipple.

Scott said, "Yes, Mistress... learning."

Tina kissed him on his forehead. "See, sweetie? We know what's best for you."
All three were now on the bed.

Dawn said, "I'll lay here beside you while Mistress Tina keeps her beautiful
long legs around you." Dawn leaned over and ran her tongue along Tina's leg.

"Oh, God," Dawn said to Tina, "I love this so!" Tina giggled and said, "Yea,
me too."

Soon, the three of them were fast asleep. Scott slept between Tina's legs. If
he tried to escape, she would feel it.

Evening Of Day Two - Moon Dance

They awoke a few hours later. It was now the night after the singles party.

For a half hour after they awoke, Tina kept Scott between her legs. Hardly any
pressure was needed because Scott was too weak to resist. Tina just ran her
leg over Scott's chest and tummy, occasionally giving a squeeze and hearing
Scott grunt. Dawn kissed his face and licked his ear.

They patiently explained many things to him. that he must always behave like a
gentleman around women. that if they ever discovered he had reverted to his
old ways, they would be back, and not be as gentle with him. When he showed he
understood, they would say, "Good boy," and kiss and lick his penis. When he
seemed resistant, Tina would tighten her leg vise and give him a squeeze.

Finally, Tina released Scott from her legs. She got up and stood next to the
bed and said, "Scott? Can you get up?"

Scott tried, but succeeded in moving only his legs up and down the bed.

"Well, I want to show you something. Did you know I studied ballet? And I'm
feeling so good right now, I'll dance... just for you."

She turned to Dawn and said, "Would you prop poor Scotty's head on a pillow so
he can watch the show?" Dawn moved Scott's head onto two pillows and sat on
the bed next to him, holding his numb hand like they were two people sitting
in a theatre watching a show. The moon showed through the partially opened
blinds in Scott's bedroom.

Dawn turned on Scott's stereo and waltzed on her toes around the bedroom,
doing twirls and leaps, humming as she danced. She wore only her thong. Scott,
completely naked, saw his erection as he watched this lithe young lady do
graceful moves. Her brown hair swung as she danced and her athletic, toned
body was very feminine. Her perky young breasts and small nipples entranced
Scott. It was not like a body builder. There was a quiet strength to it,
almost catlike. He had a sudden, powerful to hold her, to run his tongue over
her whole body.

As if reading his thoughts, she danced over to him and kissed him, then danced
away again. She did this several times, kissing various parts of his body.
Once she kissed him full on the lips, the next time on his hard cock, and
another time she licked his tummy. Then she jumped onto the bed and straddled
him, sitting lightly on his stomach. "Did you like that?"

Scott was mesmerized by the awesome sight of this beautiful graceful lady. He
looked up into her face, glistening with sweat. He saw her hair, her perfect
lips, and her shining eyes and replied, "Yes. Very much. You're a good
dancer." She frowned at him until he added, "Mistress Tina."

She ran her fingers thru his hair, saying, "Good boy. Good puppy. Now, Scotty,
do you think you are ready to show your mistresses that you respect them? Will
you suck on your Mistress Dawn's toes now? Or do you need more training?" She
pressed her hand on his aching chest as she said this. He winced.

Scott finally realized there was no way out. His only hope to avoid more
torture was to comply. "Yes," he said meekly.

Dawn said angrily, "Yes what?" Scott hurriedly said, "Yes, Mistress Dawn."

Dawn extended her leg and pointed her unpainted toes at Scott's mouth. He
began sucking. "Suck each one, Scott," she instructed. He did as he was told
till both feet were thoroughly wet with his saliva.

Dawn put her face in front of Scott's face. "Kiss Mistress Dawn and tell her
'thank you for letting me lick your toes, mistress'.

Scott said, "Thank you, Mistress Dawn for letting me lick your toes". Dawn
kissed his forehead and said, "You're getting to be a good puppy."

Day Two, Midnight - The Next Lesson

Scott had recovered from his wrestling match and ha much of his spunk back.

Tina said, "Scott, pay attention, because here's Lesson Three. When you greet
us or when we are leaving, you will not say hello or goodbye. You will get on
your knees and kiss us once on each buttock. You must hold your lips there for
at least three seconds. Then you will kiss our butt holes. Understand?"

Scott was taken aback. "Kiss your ass?" he said. "This is too much! Mistress
Tina, I can't do that part," he whined, pleading now like a child.

Tina took his head in her fingers. He felt her now familiar warm breath on his
face as she whispered to him. "Sure you can Scott! You can do anything you set
your mind to. All you need is the proper motivation. Here, I'll show you."

She straddled him over his tummy, and then gently sat in his lap with her butt
crack touching his erect penis. She pulled him up by his shoulders till he was
sitting up, his legs extended straight out.

Dawn said, "I love to watch you do this, Tina. Its so much fun when he cries."

Scott stiffened. Tina looked into his frightened eyes, pulling his head to her
bare breast, saying, "Scotty, dear. It's all part of your training. Don't
worry, my love. I'll be gentle with you... almost," and she giggled. She
wrapped her long, slim legs around his waist till she could lock her ankles
together behind his back. His arms dangled at his sides. He could barely raise
them. His legs were in no position to kick. And the pain of her sitting on his
abused tummy was bad, but not debilitating. In fact, her hot ass against his
cock felt wonderful. She pressed her legs together, pushing in his ribs as she
did so. It was sensuous to Scott at first, but as she increased the force, he
began to moan... a continuous drone. Tina tightened her strong, athletic legs
more.

Scotty cried out, "It hurts. Oh, Mistress, it hurts!"

Tina said soothingly, "Oh, I know it hurts your poor ribs. Here. Let me kiss
you and make it all better." She kissed his cheeks, forehead, mouth, kissing
away his tears, all the while rhythmically, slowly squeezing his ribs. It was
erotic, but the cloying pain made tears came to his eyes. After a few minutes,
he began sobbing. Tina took his head and rested it on her shoulder. "Now, now,
puppy. Mistress Tina loves you and wants you to be a good person. She has to
do this. Crying is a way to let out all that anger inside you. It's a step in
your personal growth. I love feeling your tears on my skin and hearing your
sobbing. It tells me you are beginning to accept your reality. Don't worry. I
won't break you. After the bruises go away, you'll be fine. You are my cute
little puppy." She licked inside his ear with her little tongue. He felt her
soft skin against his cheek. He got harder.

Scott's head rested on her shoulder, or else it would surely fall to his
chest. Dawn sat next to them and took off her top. Her perky breasts pointed
at Scott. She took Scott's head in her hands, turned it sideways, and pressed
one of her breasts against his lips.

Dawn said, "Sweetie, show me that you are beginning to love me. Suck on my
tit." Scott took the erect nipple in his mouth and sucked, making slurping
noises between his sobs. He sucked greedily on her firm breast. It was
comforting to Scott and he melted into the feeling. Dawn moved slightly so he
could suck the other one. Scott looked up into her face, framed by her blond
hair. She was so beautiful, he thought. Dawn leaned over and kissed Scott,
putting her tongue deep into his mouth.

Then Dawn pulled away from Scott and turned so that her ass was in his face.
"Kiss," she said.

Scott whined, "Please. I never did that before. It's a dirty thing to do".

Dawn said, "There's always a first time. And I washed myself very well
earlier. So you see, there's nothing dirty about it. Go ahead, sweetie. Give
it a taste".

Scott did nothing. Dawn turned back to face him. "Here. Kiss my lips and stick
your tongue in." She pursed her lips and Scott kissed her, putting his tongue
in her mouth through her pursed lips. Dawn said, "See? Kissing my butt hole is
the same as that!" The girls laughed. Dawn put her ass in his face again.

Tina increased the pressure on Scott's ribs. He tentatively kissed Dawn's
buttock. "Good puppy," Tina said, and lessened the pressure.

Dawn put her other buttock in Scott's face. "Again," she commanded. Scott
kissed her other butt cheek. Dawn reached behind and grabbed Scott roughly by
the hair, forcing his head deep into her butt crack. Scott resisted, but his
neck muscles had no power. If not for her holding his hair, his head would
have fallen to his chest.

"Lick," she said. "Lick Mistress Dawn's little butt hole."

Tina asked Dawn, "Is the puppy licking?"

Dawn said, "No. I'm afraid that our little puppy is still disobedient."

Again, Tina squeezed Scott's ribs. It did not take much. Scott's sides were so
tender that only a touch was needed to make him comply.

"Oh, yes. Now he is licking!" Dawn said and smiled. Dawn said, "Do you like
that, Scott? Do you like licking my sweet ass? Oh, lover, it feels so good. I
love your warm tongue in my ass. Slide it way in. Stretch your tongue. That's
it. French kiss my butt hole. Ohhh. You're such a good, little puppy. Ohhhh."
She screwed his tongue with her ass forcing his tongue in and out. She rubbed
herself, and after a few minutes, she climaxed and pulled her butt away, still
holding Scott by his hair. She put his head back on Tina's shoulder and
tenderly kissed his cheek.

Then she shifted position to face Tina. Tina leaned over slightly and kissed
Dawn. Tina held Scott up with one arm and freed up her other arm so she could
use one hand to rub Dawn's pussy. In no time, her fingers were soaked with
Dawn's juices.

The two beauties began making little moaning sounds as they kissed each
other's faces, lips, ears, and necks. Dawn ran her tongue over Tina's neck and
ears. Then she put her arms around Tina's neck and shoulders.

Scott watched the two girls kissing and heard their little, feminine moans of
pleasure. Tina looked at Scott, saw his rapture, and rubbed her thigh against
his cock. He quickly came in a great explosion all over his legs and tummy.
Some of his cum squirted into his face.

Day Three - Epiphany At Midnight

Scott was in a fog. From the physical torture and the verbal 'conditioning',
he couldn't think clearly. After a while, as Tina sat on him, he emerged part
way from his fog and thought, "God. They are so beautiful."

Then a realization struck him. "They are right!" he thought. "I want to be
with them... forever. The pain is not so bad. How they must love me to do all
this for me."

It had only been a few minutes since he last came, but he couldn't help
himself. He moved his cock against Tina's butt crack up and down.

Tina felt Scott's pumping motions and said, "Oh! So soon?" She slid her butt a
couple inches back so that her pussy was firmly against his weakened tummy and
his cock was firmly in the slit of her butt. Scott pumped harder, as his moans
of pain turned to screams of pleasure. Dawn and Tina began to moan loudly,
also. Soon, all three were screaming in a pre- orgasmic frenzy. Scott sucked
for all he was worth on Dawn's sweet breast, wetting it with saliva from his
mouth and tears from his eyes.

Tina and Dawn kissed, fondled, and rubbed their sleek, feminine bodies against
each other. They made loud sounds of ecstasy.

Scott had changed his thinking. His re-programming was 'taking'. He now saw
these women in a different light. They were... goddesses! Goddesses to be
worshipped. How could he have missed that idea for so long? he wondered.

The two girls continued tongue kissing each other. Dawn took Scott's head to
her breast and held the back of his neck with her delicate hand as he suckled.
All the while she kissed Tina.

Tina sucked his cock, rubbed his balls, and gently stuck a finger up his rear.
Scott screamed, "Oh, god!" and again shot his wad in a great spurting geyser
of milky white cum. Tina and Dawn came simultaneously. The three of them were
frozen in time for a few seconds, each savoring the release, the rosy
afterglow of complete peace and warmth, and love.

Scott cried with pain and joy. He had never known such a feeling of release in
his entire life. He felt like a prisoner who had been in a dark cell and
stepped free into the bright sunshine. He prayed the feeling would never end.
He wanted these two ladies against him for eternity. He worshipped and loved
them with every fiber of his being. He believed his whole life had been there
just so he could experience this one moment.

Everyone was silent. Dawn took her breast from Scott's mouth and put his chin
to rest on Tina's shoulder. She slipped her tee shirt back on. Tina unwrapped
her legs from around Scott's body and carefully lowered him to the bed. Scott
grunted as his bruised, aching body changed position. But he didn't care about
the pain. His eyes were closed; he was tranced; lost in an underwater world of
warmth and peace.

"I love you both," he whispered, ending the silence, and felt them each kiss
his cheek. He felt their soft, firm bodies as they lay down on either side of
him, the rise and fall of their chests, their heads gently lying on his
shoulders. He felt Dawn's marvelous geometry, her down-like blonde hair on his
right side and Tina's taut, athletic body and her wavy, dark hair on his other
side, draping across his neck and cheek. He felt and smelled the ambrosia of
their breaths, felt their warm, silky legs as they draped them over his body.
His soul yearned to make it with them again... right now... but his body cried
for rest.

They held him protectively, knowing he had turned the corner. He was theirs
and would now do anything for them.

It would be hard to leave him after the weekend, they thought, but there were
new adventures they knew awaited them. They could not spend all their time on
just one man. They were contented. A job well done.

The three drifted off a sleep of dreams in glorious color, of rainbows,
oceans, sweet flying dreams of joy.

Late Night Snack

They awoke starving. Scott called our for pizza.

They showered together, soaping each other's bodies, laughing, kissing,
touching.

They ate and drank in his bed. They watched a movie on his big screen TV. It
was a documentary about alien abduction. The thought crossed Scott's mind that
he had been abducted. But his 'alien abductors" were certainly prettier than
the ones on TV.

Scott was in heaven. He relished calling the ladies 'Mistress'. He felt he WAS
their little puppy. He yearned to please them. He ate up every little movement
they made, every word they spoke. He marveled at the curves of their bodies,
they way their clothes outlined their contours. He loved their strength and
the way their soft, feminine bodies could become strong, efficient weapons in
an instant. He surrendered all of himself to these goddesses, his mind, body,
soul, and spirit.

Day Three - Afternoon

They slept until well after the sun rose.

Tina said to him, "Scotty, do you think your training will last after we
leave?"

"Oh, yes, Mistress Tina," Scott replied eagerly.

Tina shook her head. "Well, I don't think so. I think in a few days, or at
most one week, you'll revert to your stupid caveman, macho self." She pouted
at the thought.

"Oh, no, Mistress, I would never do that! You know I've fallen in love with
you and Mistress Dawn."

"You have fallen in LUST with us, Scotty. And your training will fade. Unless
we reinforce it," Tina said.

"Reinforce it? Why? How?" Scott asked, puzzled.

Dawn spoke, "By continuing puppy training, only a bit more intensely."

Scott tightened up. The relaxation he had been feeling vanished and was
replace by fear. If what he went through was just the beginning, and the next
part was to be "more intense"... He shuddered.

Tina said, "Baby, we are trying to undo in one weekend the programming you've
had for decades. Actually, it's more like millions of years of evolution. Now
do you think we can re-program you so fast?" She batted her eyelashes.

"But you know I love you. I really do," Scott whined like a child.

Dawn knee walked down the bed to Scott's legs. Tina climbed on to his chest.
His body ached but he did not try at all to fight back. Anything these
goddesses did was fine with him.

Dawn said, "Now for this next part, you may try to get out of control, so I
will have to make sure you don't hurt yourself, or accidentally hurt us."

Dawn took one of Scott's legs, pressed her fingers into a nerve on his inner
thigh and held it there. Scott felt her little, strong, feminine fingers on
his leg. He involuntarily thrashed about, calling, "No, Mistress Dawn. Please.
I'll be a good puppy. I promise."

When both of his legs were numbed, Tina took Scott's hands into hers, her thin
fingers intertwined with his. She pushed his arms up over his head, leaned
forward, and kissed him on his lips, stifling his protests. Scott's mind
didn't know what to focus on. His legs felt like pins and needles from Dawn's
iron squeeze, but Dawn's kiss was wet, warm, and soft. He concentrated on her
sweet kisses.

Dawn did the same acupressure technique to Scott's two arms, pressing on
points on his upper arms a few inches below his armpits. Then they both
climbed off of him.

"How do you feel, puppy?" Dawn asked, looking into his eyes.

"My arms and legs feel weak. Like I've over exercised way too much," Scott
replied.

"Good, sweetie. Just like before, the effect is only temporary. In a few hours
you'll be good as new. Better, in fact." She smiled sweetly at him. Scott
looked up into her eyes with total adoration.

Tina climbed onto Scott's chest again, this time facing his legs. Tina said,
"Scotty, dear. Do you remember that you kissed Mistress Dawn's pussy and rear?
Well, I think you forgot about me!" She gave a little laugh. "You wouldn't
want to show favoritism towards your mistresses, would you?"

"Never, Mistress Tina, my dear love," Scott said passionately.

She settled her pussy onto his face. Scott licked the nectar from between her
legs. Then, she repositioned herself and spread her butt cheeks. Dawn sat next
to Scott and held his head so he could push it deep into Tina's butt.

"Licky, licky," Tina said. This time, Scott gladly did as he was told. He
licked her for what seemed like hours. His face was covered with her pussy
juices. Her butt hole was soaked inside and out from his saliva.

She held his cock and balls like a horseback rider holding the horn of the
saddle. With one hand she squeezed his balls in a milking action. With the
other, she stroked his cock. When it got dry, she wetted it with her saliva.
When she felt him getting ready to come she released his shaft and just
massaged his balls. She controlled his orgasm. She would not let him come till
she was ready. She did this over and over... bringing him to the brink and
stopping.

"Good puppy," she said, and moved her hips back and forth, screwing his face.
"Good puppy!" she screamed. Harder and harder, faster and faster she rocked.
Dawn reached up with her hand and rubbed Tina's nipples. Tina stroked Scott's
cock, not stopping this time when she felt he was ready to shoot. Suddenly,
Scott screamed, "Ahhh!" and shot spurts of cum into the air. Some hit Tina on
her face and chest. Tina gave a gasp and came. "Ohhhh," she cried out loudly,
breathing in short gasps. "Yes!" Her rocking became less animated and she
climbed off of Scott. She told him to lick his cum off her body and swallow
it. He did it thoroughly, wanting desperately to please her. She lay down next
to him on the bed.

Scott could not raise his arms to wipe off his mouth. Dawn grabbed a few
tissues from the nightstand and wiped it for him. She saw his cock was at
still at full attention. She stroked it tenderly.

Dawn said to Scott, "What do you say to Mistress Tina?"

Scott said dreamily, "Thank you, Mistress Tina."

"Good boy," Dawn said and patted his head.

"Now, Scotty, we're going to both get off on you at the same time. Don't come
until we tell you, ok?"

Scott could only nod his head and say, "Yes, Mistress. I'll try."

Dawn said, "You'll do better than try, or we will have to punish you." Scott
smiled.

"I know you've grown fond of our punishments, so this time, if you come, your
punishment will be... that we will leave. Would you like us to leave?"

Scott was stunned. He felt like he had been slapped. He said, "Please don't
go. I love you. I love both of you. I live only to please you."

Dawn looked into Scott's eyes and asked, "Do you mean that Scotty? Because we
will leave right now if you like."

Scott begged, "Please nooo. Don't leave me." He started to cry.

Tina looked at Dawn and said, "I think he means it."

Dawn replied, "I know he does."

Tina said, "But Scotty. Just a while ago you said you wanted us out. You
insisted you would never beg for us. Am I hearing you right? You are begging
us to stay with you?" She moved closer to him, lifted her tee shirt, and
placed her nipple in his mouth.

Scott sucked on her warm, erect nipple, his hot, pleading tears flowing down
her. He said, "I am begging you, my sweet mistress. I'll do anything you want.
I'll be a good puppy. Please don't leave me."

Dawn leaned over and kissed Tina. They looked at each other and smiled. They
knew he had become the man they wanted him to be.

Epilogue - Two Weeks Later

Scott dialed Tina's beeper number. It had not been easy to get. Scott had gone
back to the hotel where he met Tina. He asked the manager which bartenders
worked the singles dances. It had taken a twenty-dollar bill before the right
bartender finally admitted he remembered her. How could he forget her, he had
said. She was such a 'looker'. He gave Scott a lead on someone who might know
her.

It took Scott a week before he finally found someone who could give him Tina's
beeper number. He felt like a private detective tracking an elusive person.

He waited by the phone and jumped when it rang.

"Hello?" Tina said.

Scott said, "It took me forever to get your number. But, listen. I found one
of your earrings at my apartment. It looks pretty expensive. I thought you
might want it back."

Tina said, "Oh. I wondered where I lost it. But I won't come back, Scott."

"But how else can I return it to you? And I really want to see you. I've been
thinking about you all week. I can't even sleep."

There was silence on Tina's end of the call.

Scott said, "I'll beg if I have to, but I'd rather just ask you nicely. Will
you meet me for dinner tonight at La Travatore on Grand?"

More silence. After a while, Scott said, "Please. I just want to see you
again, return your earring, and talk."

She considered the possibilities: retaliation, puppy love, anything was
possible. Then she remembered his total subjugation. He could not have changed
that quickly, she reasoned. And a public restaurant was safe. Especially a
fancy one. She said, "Seven pm ok?"

"Yes! Seven is great. Meet you at the bar."

Tina entered and saw Scott waiting at the bar. He jumped off the barstool and
strided quickly over to her. He motioned her to a table he had waiting. They
sat down.

The candles on the table cast a flickering yellow glow on the white
tablecloth. There was a bucket with champagne on ice next to the table. A
piano played softly in the background.

He reached under his chair and handed her a dozen red roses. He said
earnestly, "I don't know how you feel about me, but I want you to know
something. I've had two weeks to think things over. That weekend we spent
together meant a lot to me. I will never forget you and Dawn. I couldn't let
things end like they did. There's a card in the flowers."

She opened the card. "Near, far, wherever you are... you will always be with
me. Love, Scott.Forever Your Puppy".

She smiled. "It's lovely."

Scott continued, "I guess what made me do all this was... well, it was that
dance you did."

Tina laughed. "Of all that took place, that's what you remember the most?"

"Yea, the dance did it for me. You looked like an angel."

Tina blushed. For the first time, Scott saw her as a real woman. She looked
feminine, vulnerable.

Scott said, "I hope Dawn doesn't feel upset that I asked you and not her."

Tina said, "When I told her we were meeting, she didn't seem to mind."

Scott continued, "I'm glad. So, can we have dinner just as two people? Without
the... the other stuff?"

Tina said, "I don't know, Scott. For once, I don't know what to say."

He reached across the table and took her hand in his and looked into her eyes.
"Just for tonight, can I call you something other than Mistress?"

Tina asked, "What?"

Scott said tenderly, "My angel."

Tina said softly, "Yes, you may... Scott." He was elated she had not called
him Scotty.

He got up and walked around the table, leaned over, and kissed her. She kissed
him back.

Later That Evening

Quite a lot happened after that. But telling it now would not make for a
sequel would it?

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