Corinna-Female Warrior. The Beginning
By Janet
Life as Larry knows it is over now, Corrina has made sure of that


It was early morning as we made our final approach to Melbourne's
international airport. The sun streamed through the left hand side of the
plane; a new day, a new start.

My parents had separated six years ago when I was eleven. My mother had left
the country and moved to Australia with her new love. I stayed with my
brothers and my dad. At first it wasn't too bad, we missed mum, but we
survived. We did all right really, until dad started dating Connie, his
Mexican mail order bride. When she moved in things went from shithouse to
really shithouse! Because I was the only other female in the house I became
Connie's 'gopher'. Worse than that really I became the maid! I missed a lot of
school. I liked school I wanted to be something, go places, but Connie
believed that education was wasted on girls; their education should be in the
home, in the kitchen, God only knows where the feminist movement is in Mexico!
Things didn't get any better. My dad was besotted by Connie and agreed with
her on every issue she had him wrapped around her finger. I hated my life and
needed to get away from home. It took a long time but finally at seventeen
when things at home had become intolerable I left to live with my mother.
Australia, the other side of the world I couldn't get much further away for a
new start.

I was met at the airport by my mother and Larry her husband. I had met him a
few times when younger but I didn't remember much about him, he was tall and
attractive in an older sense, he resembled a young Clint Eastwood a bit. He
took my bags and he made me feel quite welcome.

Mum and Larry have a house that overlooks Port Phillip Bay and you can see
Melbourne in the distance, I loved the place immediately. During their time in
Australia they seemed to have done quite well. Larry worked as an Engineer,
Mum worked for an insurance company in the city of Melbourne and I had two new
sisters I'd never met before. Chloe and Jennifer and things looked like they
had finally changed for the better.

Over the next few weeks I enrolled in school and although I was a year behind
for my age I didn't care I was just so happy at another chance to finish my
education. The only thing that I hated was the uniforms! God I hated
everything about them. I felt like such a dork. Short skirts, ties and silly
hats, but if that was the price I had to pay then so be it. My first year went
by so quickly. I had made a couple of friends but I mainly concentrated on my
schoolwork. I achieved A's in most of the subjects I wanted to do well in. I
also found a bit of release in the gym. I started to get into shape something
that I had never been able to do back home. I'd never seen the inside of a gym
until I came to Australia. I began doing an aerobic work out then I started to
lift a few weights. I never became obsessed by it but I did start to attend a
couple of times a week. I ran a lot too and I was starting to enjoy my life at
last.

At home things were also looking good. I found myself at home alone a lot,
which I loved. Larry worked all over South East Asia and would be gone for
days, sometimes weeks at a time. My mum worked an eight hour day but was gone
from eight and didn't return 'til after six and the girls were looked after by
Larry's sister after school so I spent a lot of time looking after myself and
after the years of working like a slave in a crowded house the new experience
was bliss. On weekends mum and I would get together and catch up on the years
that we had missed and I started to develop a relationship with her, I also
started to get to know my new sisters and they loved the idea of a big sister.
Everything was going great I was about to enter my last year at High School,
and then hopefully College. My life was looking good. Then I met Linda!

I'd seen Linda on a number of occasions at the gym. She was older than me in
her early twenties, give or take and over a few months we moved from a nodding
recognition of each other to small talk. She was a nurse and lived and worked
just around the corner from where I lived. She invited me around one afternoon
after we'd had a pretty good work out. She lived on her own. I had a couple of
glasses of mineral water and relaxed on her verandah. It was one of the few
moments that I could remember just doing nothing. My entire life had been
busy. School, work (I had a part time job at Safeway) homework, gym I was
always either going somewhere to do something, doing something, or going
somewhere else to do something else.

I had never learned to relax and do nothing. Linda's apartment became my
retreat. I started to drop in on her when I wanted to get away. It was a great
escape.

One Tuesday afternoon I had just finished a work out and was surprised that
Linda hadn't been there so I thought I'd drop in and see her on my way home.

"Hi Linda, it's me Corinna." I announced into the intercom. She pressed a
button and the door opened. She opened her front door she was in her
underwear.

"Hi Corinna she showed me through to the lounge. A naked man knelt in the
middle of the room.

"Corinna, I want you to meet a piece of shit!" I was stunned. What the hell
was this! "What are you?" Linda continued.

"A piece of shit Mistress Linda." He replied

"Linda what the hell is going on?" I asked.

"This useless article is my maid. It comes over here once a week a cleans for
me. Don't you, you fucking cretin."

"Yes Mistress Linda." The fucking cretin answered. I laughed, what an idiot.

"Say hello to Mistress Corinna." Linda demanded.

"Hello Mistress Corinna". He said obediently.

It was my introduction to Female Domination. Over the next hour Linda put the
cretin through his paces she caned his backside whenever he displeased her. He
did all of her house work, ironed, cleaned, and if there was the slightest
error or things weren't exactly as Linda wanted it she flogged him. He wore
tight leather underpants while he did the housework and at the end of the
session Linda told him to take them off, his throbbing erection bounced out.
It was the first erect penis I had ever seen.

"What d'you say. You sick fuck." Linda snapped.

"May I have your permission to masturbate Mistress Linda?"

"What do you think Corinna, shall we let this sorry excuse have a wank?

This was so bizarre. I'd never been involved in anything like this in my
sheltered existence. I'd never seen a man come or jerk himself off. It would
be an interesting afternoon.

"Sure. Lets see what he's got." I stood over him as he knelt before us and I
watched as he gripped his dick and started to pull himself. It grew in his
hand and without any warning he came. In less than ten seconds he spurted his
mess over the carpet in front of us.

"Lick every drop of that up." Linda ordered.

"Oh, Mistress please, don't.."

"Do it!" Linda spat. "The soft cock has come and all it wants to do now is put
as much distance between us as he possibly can. You'll stay here until I tell
you to leave. Understand me you stupid fuck," and Linda slapped him hard
across the face. "Lick it up!" He did.

After he left Linda and I sat outside on her balcony and enjoyed the view.

"What have I just witnessed?" I asked in all innocents.

Linda looked at me. "FemDom, Female Domination, S&M, Sado-Masochism, B&D,
Bondage and Domination. It's got a lot of names but Female Domination is what
I like about it."

"And what does he get out of it?"

"I've got no idea!" Linda laughed. "Can I ask you a personal question?

"Sure."

"Are you a virgin?"

I wasn't ashamed or proud that at nearly eighteen and still a virgin. I was
what I was.

I nodded "Yeah I'm still a virgin."

"Have you had any sexual experience at all?"

I hadn't. All my life I'd been doing something but boys had never been a part
of it. I had two brothers I'd seen their dicks when we were real young, but I
hadn't seen an erect penis until that afternoon. My sexual experience was
pretty close to zero. "Very little." I honestly admitted.

"Men are fucking weird. Believe me. The more I get to know them the more weird
they become. That fuckwit paid me $150 to do what you saw me do to him!

"150!"

"Exactly. You got a dirty pair of panties in your gym bag?"

"Yeah, 'corse I have." I told her.

"He would have paid fifty bucks for them!"

"What? Why?"

She laughed. "God knows! Men are fucking weird, but hey lets not knock it,
he's paying my wages. Come on I'll buy you lunch."

Over the next few weeks Linda started to educate me in everything I knew
nothing about and believe me you could have sunk a battleship with the things
I knew nothing about. I sat in on a few of her sessions. It was incredible how
stupid I found men to be. Clever, intelligent men fell at my feet and cowed
before us. We beat them, kicked them, and whipped them. Linda made them do
whatever she wanted and whoa betide the poor bastard if he failed to meet her
expectations. We beat the crap out of them. Because we were so young we had an
extra appeal. I learned so much from her in such a short period of time. She
earned over a thousand bucks a week and she gave me a hundred. Twice the money
I picked up at Safeway and it was fun. I enjoyed humiliating them. I enjoyed
dominating them. I wasn't even eighteen but all the plans that I had for
further education evaporated. What was the point in getting a degree when all
I needed to do to make a million was beat the shit out of some fucking idiot?

Then something happened that changed everything.

Larry my stepfather spent most of the year away from home. He worked as an
Engineer and specialized in construction. He spent a lot of time either
overseas or in some obscure outback town. When he was home though his presence
was obvious. He was the only male in the place and sometimes that was just one
too many. He tried to fit in but he was messy and was used to having others
pick up after him, and it wasn't long before I heard my mother arguing that he
could do a bit more around the house when he was home. Generally though his
visits home were strained and awkward times for everyone. He gave me a lot of
room I noticed. I also felt that he was a little uncomfortable when there was
just the two of us in the house. Because I was in my last year at school I had
a lot of free time and came home more often than I used to, which led to Larry
and I spending a bit more time together. Another thing was happening, although
I couldn't prove it, I was sure someone was going through my drawers. I kept
my drawers pretty tidy I knew when they had been disturbed. I was almost
certain that the kids used to get into my room but they had stopped after I
told them off for it. I've never had much privacy and the privacy I had now I
valued and I was sure that someone was looking through my things and I was
sure it wasn't the kids.

I came home early one Thursday afternoon and was relieved to find the house
deserted. I threw my bags onto my bed and started to undress before taking a
shower when I noticed that my top drawer, my underwear drawer, was slightly
open. I knew that I had closed it. It wasn't the kids because they had gone to
school before me this morning, and it certainly wasn't my mother. It could
only be one person. Larry was a panty sniffer!

"Are you sure?" Linda asked me

"Just about certain." I told her

"What do you want to do?"

"Catch him in the act."

"Then what?"

"Administer a bit of rough justice."

Linda laughed. "D'you think you could do it?"

"I don't know. But I won't know 'til I try. Wanna help?"

"You bet I wouldn't miss this for the world."

The view from Linda's balcony was a bit overcast that particular afternoon,
but from where I sat things were crystal clear.

Over the next hour or so Linda and I thought about a number of ingenious plans
to ensnare my stepfather. We discussed an elaborate plan using dye, another
with alarms and a camera, another less sophisticated plan required a
mousetrap, but in the end I caught him very simply.

As I was walking home from Linda's that evening I noticed that my bedroom
light was on. It was too early for Mum and the kids to be home. So I quickly,
but quietly came into the house and silently climbed the stairs. My room was
at the top of the stairs. I entered the room but he wasn't in there. The top
drawer of my dressing table was open and some underwear was missing. I was
livid but I remained calm and sat on my bed and waited for Larry to return
whatever it was he had taken. I heard noises down at the other end of the
house, toilet flushing, doors opening and closing. It wouldn't be long now I
thought. I wasn't wrong. He was about to return the panties to the top drawer.
When he saw me.

"You can keep them." I told him

"Corinna!"

"Caught red handed." And red faced I thought.

"I can explain."

"This ought to be good. Explain." I stood up and went to the door and closed
it. It would be an hour before the kids were due home but I didn't want any
interruptions, and more to the point I didn't want Larry escaping. "Explain."
I repeated. I had never really been aware just how tall Larry was, he towered
over me, he would have been six four, six five but I wasn't afraid if him. I
wanted to bring him down.

"Explain Larry tell me how you happen to have a pair of my knickers in your
hand. What have you been doing with them? Jerking off? Explain how you use
them Larry.

"I'm sorry Corrina." He pleaded

"That's not an explanation. You said you were going to explain."

"This is my house I don't have to explain anything to you."

"Then I'll tell Pat and you can explain to her what you were doing with my
knickers."

"Oh Corrina! What do you want?"

"I want to know why you are returning a pair of my knickers to my room."

"I used them."

"What for?"

"Oh Corrina you know what for." He sheepishly admitted.

"No I don't know what for. You were going to explain, remember?" I was getting
on top he was really starting to squirm and I enjoyed his discomfort. "So, how
d'you use them?"

"Corinna.. please."

"Do you put them on?"

"Yes."

"Show me."

"Show you?"

"Yes, show me how you use them."

He laughed, 'You've got to be joking," and he made an attempt to leave the
room. As he tried to move me away from the door I struck. I hammered my knee
into his groin. It was the first time that I'd ever done it and Linda was
right the results were remarkable. He folded up like a Swiss Army knife and
crashed to the floor. "You aren't going anywhere."

"You little bitch," he managed through clenched teeth.

"You're only just finding out what a bitch. I really am." And I attacked him.
I jumped on him and straddled his chest and was surprised and how easily I
managed to pin him. He struggled beneath me as I pushed his wrists to the
carpet a forced his shoulders to under my knees. "You like my knickers so much
have a closer look and I pushed my crotch over his face. As I wiped my crotch
over his face I slapped him between the legs again. He bucked, and garbled
some oath into bottom. I laughed. It had been too easy. I turned my attention
to his belt. As I sat on his chest I unbuckled his belt and unfastened the top
of his jeans. This really had his attention, he bucked and bounced but I held
him, he wasn't going anywhere until I told him he could. I unzipped his fly
and my hand snaked into his underpants and I search for his balls and I found
them exactly where I thought they'd be. I slipped back a little so he could
see me and I looked into his eyes as my fingers gripped his testicles and I
squeezed! His eye's almost popped out of his head. He squealed like a pig.
"What was that Larry? You want me to squeeze them tighter?" I readjusted my
grip and crushed them. I backed off of his mouth. "PLEASTOP CORRINA!" He
cried. I had only just started; I had no intentions of stopping. I squeezed
and twisted his balls mercilessly. I twisted on his face and sat facing his
feet. I separated his balls and flicked and twisted each one I crushed them in
my fist and dug my nails into them I treated his balls with no respect at all
after all hadn't he just called me a bitch I made him scream and enjoyed the
sensation immensely. He was begging for me to stop. He was going to learn what
a real bitch was capable of. I turned my attention to his cock. He was limp
and I pulled back his foreskin and opened the eye and dug my nail into it. I
gripped his balls with one hand and squeezed the crap out of them again dug my
nails into his cock. God this was fun. Larry was crying. I had made my step
dad cry. He was begging for me to stop.

"Call me Mistress." I commanded

"What?" he managed between sobs. I sat up and sat with his face beneath me

"I said call me Mistress Corrina."

"Please stop Mistress Corinna." He complied obediently.

What a wimp. I gripped his balls again

"Please Mistress Corinna. Please I BEG YOU, please no more. Please."

I laughed again. I looked down at his face between my thighs and I spat in his
face "Open your stupid mouth." I ordered. He obeyed. And I spat in his mouth
and then spat in his face again. I let go of his balls and stood up.

"Get on your knees. Now." I demanded. He quickly got into a kneeling position
in front of me. I picked up the navy blue satin knickers that he had tried to
return and I threw them at him.

"Now show me what you do with these while you jerk off." I ordered as I stood
over him. He did a curious thing. He pulled my knickers over his head and
positioned the crotch over his nose so he looked at me through the leg holes.
"My God, Linda was right, men really are fucking weird." I looked at the
pathetic sight in front of me. "Wank for your Mistress." I told him and he did
as he was told. I watched as his penis grew in his hand. He had about eight
inches.

"You ask for my permission before you come. D'you understand me you sick
fuck?"

"Yes Mistress," he meekly replied. This had been so easy my first conquest, my
stepfather was cowering before me and I loved the feeling I couldn't wait
until I saw Linda and tell her about this little episode.

"Please Mistress Corinna may I have your permission to come." I'd squeezed his
stupid balls for about a minute and he knelt before me with my knickers on his
head. How easy was that.

"What did you say?"

"Please Mistress Corinna may I have your permission to come."

"What a pathetic piece of shit you are. You are going to rue this day I
promise you. I'm going to make your life a misery. You are going to become my
slave. My property. You're going to wish you had never met me. Yes permission
granted. Come for your Mistress. And he did, he blew all over the carpet in
front of me.

"Lick it up." He bowed before and licked up his mess from my carpet.

It took him a minute or so until I was happy with his effort.

"Now do it again!"

He looked at me through the leg holes. "Please Mistress.'he began

I hit him so hard I thought I heard his teeth rattle.

"Don't you dare disobey me. Jerk off for your Mistress again." I shouted.

He took his dripping, limp penis and proceeded to get it erect. I heard the
back door open. I was deigned the pleasure of tormenting him further.

"We'll continue with this tomorrow, now get out of here." And he quickly left.

I made a brief appearance for supper but spent most of the evening in my room.
I wrote down the entire episode in my journal and I really wanted to see Linda
but there was no answer when I phoned her.

I didn't sleep well I lay awake for long periods going over what had happened.
I had beaten him of that there was no doubt had I been lucky, could I do it
again? I had so many questions.

I loved how I felt. I had controlled him, totally controlled him. I'd make the
pervert beg again.

I awoke to the morning noises. My mother was in the shower; the kids were
watching cartoons on TV, then the sounds of breakfast. Kettle, fridge door, my
mother giving instructions, "Teeth. Hair. Bags." Then the sounds of the back
door, and the car reversing, the whirr of the garage door actuator, then
silence. I lay in bed for a few minutes more waiting to see if anyone had
forgotten something. They hadn't.

I got up and dressed in the navy satin knickers that Larry had been so keen
on, and the matching bra, for what I had planned that was all I'd need. And I
padded along the passage to my parents bedroom.

I opened the door. Their bedroom had always been off limits; a lot of things
were going to change.

"What do you want?" Larry snapped

"You."

"Now listen Corinna, you were lucky last night. If you take another step I'll
forget you're a girl and I'll punch your lights out."

'Wow, I'm scared."

"You should be. Now lets forget this nonsense."

"What nonsense? That I'm living with a pervert, who will raid my knicker
drawer as soon as my back is turned. You make me sick."

"That won't happen again."

"You're dead right about that. I'll make sure of that." I shouted as I
approached him.

"Don't start something you won't be able to finish Corinna." He tried to
escape to the ensuite but I cut off his retreat. I hammered him in the nuts
again and he crashed into the ensuite door. I attacked his groin again. I
thrust my hand up between his legs and got a grip of his balls.

"NO! CORINNA NO!!" He cried as I brought him down again. We scuffled briefly
in doorway into the ensuite he caught me with a limp slap I replied in kind
punching him in the balls this brought a squeal out of him and he tried to
roll into a ball. I straddled him and ripped open his pajama jacket.

"Stop Corrina Stop this right now."

"Oh no Larry, this is going to be the day I told you about, by the time I'm
finished with you today you won't know yourself."

I slapped him hard across the face, and then backhanded him. He struggled
manfully (whatever that means) beneath me as I tore of his jacket. I stood up
and stomped on his groin. Holy shit did that ever blow the wind out of his
sails. I caught a glimpse of myself in the full-length mirrors on the closet
door. Larry had scratched me and little trickle of blood ran across my cheek,
the strap of my bra had slipped off of my left shoulder and my hair was
disheveled but I like what I saw. I looked like a warrior, a female warrior.
Corinna-The Female Warrior. I loved the sound of my new title. Larry writhed
and moaned in agony at my feet. I removed the shredded pajama jacket then went
for his shorts. He made a pathetic attempt to try and stop me but he was
finished. Yesterday hadn't been a fluke he was just an easy target. Larry
stood almost six foot six and I had brought him to his knees twice. I was now
going to take my dominance of him to another level. I ripped of his short and
he cowered naked at my feet. I grabbed him by the ankles and forced him on to
his back then I pulled his legs apart.

"Please Mistress Corrina. Please don't." He begged and his hands automatically
went down to protect his groin.

"Put your arms down by your side." I ordered and he reluctantly obeyed me. I
stomped on his groin squashing his balls under my foot I applied all of my
weight to his already torture testicles and I felt them sliding under my toes.
I trapped on and tried to crush it with my big toe this brought new screams
from my pathetic stepfather.

"Scream you fucker." I yelled above his cries and stomped on his groin to
endorse my control over him.

"PLEASTOP MISTRESS CORRINA PLEASE PLEASE." He begged.

I applied more pressure to his balls. He bucked and struggled but I controlled
him easily. I looked down at him, he was crying. I ground my heel into his
balls.

"Mistress Corrina, please stop I beg you please.". I threw his legs down and
left him sobbing at my feet. I took his jeans off of the hook behind the door
and pulled the belt out of the loops and without any warning whatsoever I
started to whip him with the belt. I ripped into him. His back, legs arse,
then his chest and stomach as he twisted and writhed before me. I chased the
sorry fuck around the bedroom as he tried to crawl away from me. I loved the
chase but I slowed him to a complete stop when I brought the belt up slashing
him between his legs splattering his balls! What a noise I whipped him across
the arse repeatedly making him wail. He cried like a baby. But I was only just
warming up! I dropped to the floor and wrapped my legs around his neck and I
attacked his balls again. He was completely at my mercy and his screams were
music to my ears as I tortured him. He squirmed as I gripped his testicles and
squeezed them. I tightened my grip around his neck, crossing my ankles.

"Oh Larry. The things I have planned for you today."

"Please Mistress Corinna." he started. I slapped him between the legs.

"Shut your stupid mouth." I spat. "You will only speak when I say you can. Is
that clear? IS IT?" I demanded to know.

"Yes Mistress.. Yes." He managed.

"You stupid prick. What are you?"

"A stupid prick Mistress." He meekly replied. I laughed at him. He was quickly
becoming mine. And I wondered what Linda would do next.

"Fuck him!" Linda told me in no uncertain terms. I sat on his face as I spoke
to Linda on the phone. "Fuck his fucking brains out." She continued. "I'll be
'round in a minute." And she hung up.

I sat there for a second and thought about what she had said. The idea of
fucking my mother's husband appealed immensely. The thought of loosing my
virginity to him appealed even more. I smiled to myself as I stood up and
glanced down at his limp dick and swollen balls I smiled as I pulled my
knickers over my hips.

"Get on the bed and get it up." I told him. He didn't need telling twice. He
quickly got up from the floor and lay on the bed. I unfastened my bra and got
on top of him I kissed him and stroked him and he very quickly responded. Men
are such sluts! My fingers wrapped around his hard-on and I stroked him
tenderly to a full erection.

"Is that all you've got?" I mocked as if I'd seen a nine inch penis every day.

"Yes Mistress Corinna. I'm sorry."

I was wet I couldn't believe how horny I'd become I really wanted him. I wiped
his cock against me and slowly I impaled myself on his shaft. I slowly slid
down his length and felt his thing inside me I shuddered "Oh my God." I said
loud enough for him to hear. It felt beautiful. I slowly sat up and the
sensation was unbelievable. "Oh my God." I repeated. And I started. I bled a
little but for all he knew it was the end of my period. The immediate pain
evaporated in a few seconds and a feeling I had never experienced replaced it.
I bounced on his cock and the sensation enveloped me.

"Oh my God." I repeated again. He started to respond and he met my thrusts. I
grabbed him by the hair and forced his face into my boobs. "Suck!" I ordered.
And he obediently took one of my nipples in his mouth and tenderly sucked. "OH
MY GOD!" I shouted.

"UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE!!" In a few short seconds I experienced my first
orgasm. A wave of euphoria crashed over me. Something so incredible it defies
words. One wave crashed then another rolled in.

"OH MY FUCKING.OH GOD." One after another the waves crashed over me. Then
slowly the sensation ended and I shuddered. I looked down and all of a sudden
I noticed Larry. I had been oblivious to his existence now he became very
real.

"Don't you dare move," I snapped. Whether I had fucked out his brain was
difficult to tell, but he had certainly done something to my head, and I loved
it! I dismounted and I was extremely wobbly on my legs for a couple of
seconds. I picked up my knickers and started to pull them on when the bell
rang.

"That'll be Linda. Stay where you are. I'll be back in a minute. Don't make me
come and get you."

I took Linda into the bedroom and introduced her to Larry.

"Get on your knees and crawl over here you fucking moron!" Linda ordered. He
timidly obeyed and he knelt before us.

"Kiss my feet." She commanded. And he did.

"You've trained him well." Linda told me as we watched him clean her shoes
with his tongue.

"Have you fucked him?" She asked. I nodded.

"Good?"

"Not bad. He's only got about nine inches so you might be a bit disappointed,
but I enjoyed it."

We tied him to the bed and we spent the entire day taking turns fucking him.
At lunchtime we made him serve us lunch down by the swimming pool. He wore
nothing except a pair of my knickers and an apron. Linda had brought her
camera and had picture of me fucking him. I also got a couple of snaps of him
with his head between Linda's legs giving her a bit of oral. After lunch his
training really began