My partner Sophie had wanted to throw a dinner party to meet CJ's new girlfriend Mia. Sophie was curious who this person was who had managed to bring about such a radical change in our once feckless friend.

The change was illustrated by their punctual arrival. Previously if CJ were invited he would turn up shockingly late, if he even bothered to turn up at all, yet here he was on time and with a tasteful bouquet of flowers and an expensive bottle of wine, the perfect guest.

On his arm was Mia. She was both drop dead gorgeous and glamorous too. She looked like she was dressed for a red carpet event. She wore a long sleeved, high neckline, white mini dress, that clinged to her many curves. She also wore a matching long coat, and bejewelled white stilletoes. All of which accentuated her caramel coloured skin.

On first seeing Mia there was a definite frisson in the room, which seemed instantly split into ogling men, and suspicious women. However within a few minutes Mia had befriended the other three women all of whom would have declared her charming, if asked.

As the evening passed, it was becoming abundantly clear that Mia was an incorrigible flirt, but it was also obvious that she was only flirting with the women, despite the attempts of the men to engage with her.

As the desserts were being served, the subject of CJ's rehabilitation became the main topic of conversation. The women wanted to know how it had been achieved, the men wanted to know if he was under the thumb, and if he was ever going to 'come back' to them. CJ was both coy and evasive in his answers. So we turned to Mia

"It's not rocket science, it's just deciding what shared goals do we possess and how do we achieve them".

"Like what?", asked Sarah, clearly keen to see if she might rehabilitate Curtis, her partner.

"Well for instance for CJ It is a matter of prioritising my desires over his. In turn I too prioritise my desires over his, so there is no conflict", Mia laughed. CJ looked on passively.

"So you negotiate your way forward?", asked Lucy who looked at her husband Ryan.

"No I wouldn't say negotiate, you need to know your worth and know your power and don't compromise", said Mia.

"But if you don't compromise, and they don't compromise, surely that's a problem?", asked Ryan this time.

"It's only a problem if you want to carry on together, we all have so many options I don't think a woman should be with a man who doesn't treat her like a goddess", Mia replied. "Do you treat Lucy as a goddess, because if you don't she should leave your sorry ass".

The women round the table laughed loudly at that remark, but the men as a whole looked a little worried. Curtis was the most indignant,

"With all due respect Mia, I don't think you know what you're talking about, women don't want to be put up on a pedestal they want to be treated equally".

"With a little less respect Curtis, you may not be an alpha male, but that doesn't make you a woman, or an expert on what women want. You are lucky to have a fine woman like Sarah pity you enough not to demand being worshipped both night and day. Is it equality if she settles for less than she deserves, and you get a whole lot more?"

"If a woman", Curtis started saying, before Mia shushed him.

"It was a rhetorical question", Mia continues, "think of this like a Ted Talk, nobody wants the views from the Beta men, and with the possible exception of this fine man here, that is what we have here a table of Beta men and goddesses. Gentlemen when you next go to bed pray, to whatever higher deity you believe in, thanking them for what you have here. You are some lucky sons of bitches".

The women were laughing uproariously by now, CJ looked worried, Ryan and Curtis were furious and I as the only male singled out as 'a fine man' was bemused by this turn of events.

"You need to have a word with your woman", Curtis said angrily to CJ.

"My, it's funny how quickly your 'equality for women' posture evaporates", said a smiling Mia, "and there just below the surface is that stone age man, but with slightly, but only slightly, better grooming. I am not CJ's woman, I am my own woman, he is simply one of my men, and he is all too aware of how lucky he is to be one".

Curtis stared at Mia who stared straight back.

"Let it go Curtis....please", said CJ imploringly.

Curtis looked at his friend and then back at Mia she had arched her eyebrow and was smiling from ear to ear. It felt like a challenge to Curtis.

Ryan suddenly spoke up, "where's your sense of equality? How can you talk about CJ like that? It's demeaning, you should apologise".

Mia looked at Lucy, "Is he always like this? does he not listen to you when you speak either?", she turned to Ryan and continued, "I don't have a sense of Equality, I am a goddess, and, regardless of whatever qualities CJ has, he is not a God. I can talk like this about CJ because I don't need anybodys permission to speak. And yes, it is a little demeaning for CJ, but there are benefits that being with me affords him, and as you can imagine these more than compensate. CJ also knows that should I wish to I could reduce every man around this table to a frightened and crying little boy, and that I could empower every woman".

"Do it", shouted Sophie. I looked at Sophie puzzled by her enthusiasm. She smiled back at me and shrugged.

"I'd like to see that", said Lucy.

"Me too", said Sarah.

"Well if it's unanimous?", said Mia.

"It's not", said Curtis, "the men haven't voted".

"Do you not listen either Curtis? If four goddesses vote for something it wouldn't matter if a million men vote against it, the motion is carried. Besides a big strapping man like you must be confident that you can withstand my attention? You're not afraid are you?".

Curtis wasn't used to being made to look stupid, but there was nobody at that table who thought he was coming out well against Mia. Sarah patted his hand and shushed him. He was mortified.

"I hope you ladies don't mind but I don't want to spoil this dress, so I'm going to have to strip to my underwear, which frankly is sensational the way it highlights my finer points. It was expensive, but a goddess deserves the best", the ladies nodded their approval. "I do apologise for the effect it may have on the men in the room, but I'm sure you know by now they are of no interest to me, rest assured I'm not going to be stealing Curtis, Ryan or Walt from you".

The laughter of the women felt a little rude, but the men knew now not to interupt.

"What I'm going to do is spank each one of you here, the men over the table, the women over my knee. I'm going to show you that one person''s punishment is another person's pleasure. Of course some of you may resist and I may have to use a little force, but know that it is only used to be instructive, and I only derive a small amount of pleasure from beating you. Spanking you I do enjoy. I like to take a confident man and reveal the frightened little boy inside, or take an unsure woman and show her the pleasures denied her by men".

Glances were exchanged around the table, the women smiling at each other, the men just plain confused by the confidence of this woman.

"So are you just expecting the four of us men to bend over that table and voluntarily take a spanking from you?" I asked.

"Well let me sweeten it a little bit, if I don't make you cry or come, or both, within five minutes you can spank me, over your knee for ten".

"But what if we refuse?", asked Ryan.

"Don't worry it's natural to be scared, I've already told you I'm going to make you cry, but maybe you'll feel liberated once you've let it all out", she smiled re-assuringly at him.

"I'm not going over that table", said Curtis.

"Well let's discuss that when it's your turn. First I'm going to get out of this dress, Lucy can you undo the zip for me? And Sophie could you fetch me a wooden spoon from the kitchen, and I don't suppose you have a riding crop or a leather strap to hand?"

Sophie blushed a little, then said "I might have a...", before dashing from the room eyes ablaze.

Lucy stood behind Mia, undid the zip and watched the dress slip over her curves down on to the floor,. Mia stepped out and Lucy picked the dress up. At this point all eyes were on, and all over Mia, who stood there in a lacy violet bra and panties. There was a floral motif running throughout and however much, whoever, had spent, was clearly worth every last penny. But even more sensational than the underwear was the body that the dress had hinted at, but now could be seen in it's full glory. Her curves were generous, but toned, muscular even, her skin was flawless, and somehow despite being the only person in the room undressed, she emanated power. In that moment it was clear why CJ would accept being demeaned, she was a goddess.

Sophie entered the room with a wooden spoon and a riding crop in her hand, "will these do?", she asked, suddenly stopping as she saw Mia gloriously undressed. She dropped the spoon on the floor. I bent down to pick it up, but Mia stood on my hand with her stilletoed heel and said "Leave it". I found myself inches away from Mia's left thigh but unable to move as she showed no sign of moving. Her heel hurt but I didn't want to let her know. It's a strange thing trying to maintain your dignity when someone is standing on your hand and ignoring you, but that's what I chose.

"Okay here are the rules. If you accept that you're going to be spanked I will only use my hand, however you can have two attempts to avoid a spanking if you beat me at a trial of strength, arm wrestling, bench press, submission hold whatever you think best, but, if you challenge me once and lose I will use the wooden spoon, challenge me twice and it's the riding crop. Any questions?"

"You couldn't get off my hand could you?", I asked.

"Of course, you should have said", she smiled at me. "Okay I will be alternating man then woman. CJ will be first, then I'll be looking for volunteers. CJ ?"

CJ undid his trousers and lay his upper body on the table, Mia moved behind him and pulled his underwear down.

"Can someone time this and let me know when four and then five minutes are up?", Mia asked.

She then began a brutal spanking that had CJ sobbing almost instantly. I was sat opposite him and could see the look on his face, but it was not fear, rather it was an almost stoic look of acceptance. Other than the sting of the slaps and CJ's sobs the room was silent. At four minutes Mia stopped with the swinging slaps, and seemed to caress his behind with nothing but the most playful of slaps. Again I had a clear view of his face and he looked positively ecstatic.

The five minutes were soon up. And Mia left CJ still bent over the table and dragged her chair to a space in the centre of the room, "Now do I have a volunteer amongst the ladies?" she asked, one foot up on the chair and looking sexy as fuck.

All three put their hands up.

"Lucy, you first, Trial of Strength or simple spanking?"

"Spanking please", Lucy yelped.

"Can you strip to your underwear?", Mia asked, as Lucy obeyed immediately. Everybody watched transfixed as Lucy disrobed in record time. She approached Mia who seemed to appraise Lucy in an almost salacious manner.

"May I?", asked Mia.

"Yes!", said Lucy, unsure what she was agreeing to.

Mia cupped Lucy's face and then kissed her softly on the lips, as the kiss went on Mia caressed Lucy's back and then came to rest on her generous backside. We all watched transfixed as Lucy seemed to melt in Mia's arms. Ryan was clearly conflicted, it was sexy as hell but it just didn't seem right.

Once over Mia's knee, Lucy was treated to the same soft caressing that had ended CJ's spanking. Lucy's moaning was loud and getting louder, half way through Mia was throwing in a sharp rasping slap which illicited an even greater moan, and by the time of the four minute warning it was clear that Lucy had come at least once.

"Don't stop", whispered Lucy, but her time was up, and Mia knew what to expect next.

Ryan stood up "Test of Strength. One. Arm wrestle", he said staring angrily at Mia. She smiled back at him.

"Best of three?", she asked. He nodded his agreement.

They sat at the table again. Facing each other. Ryan set himself first. You could see that there was a depth of masculine strength in those biceps. Mia sat, a picture of feminine beauty, looking at him and smiling. As she sat up she ran her middle finger along the length of his palm before reaching forward to entwine her fingers between his. She smiled her sweetest smile and used her free arm to squeeze her breasts together providing a even more erotically charged view of her heaving bosom. She could see her plan working as Ryan now looked transfixed by her chest. To be fair he wasn't the only one, everybody looked on mesmerised. I feel I was the only one who had noticed how inflated her bicep had grown. I would say it was about equal to Ryan's, but more impressive for being on a smaller frame. As such I was the only one not surprised when Mia smashed Ryan's hand down immediately. The women whooped.

Ryan was kicking himself for being so easily distracted. They swapped arms. This time Ryan knew to only look Mia in the face. Again he missed just how large her bicep was when tensed. On the count of three, Mia gave a phantom push, and she could see by how easily Ryan had resisted that he believed himself now in control, this complacency led to Mia then turning on her strength and powering his arm down once again. He felt both out-witted and out muscled.

He stood before Mia and remonstrated, but she simply told him he had lost and now had to forfeit so he should strip. At this point he angrily reached for her throat, but she grabbed it and in one movement swung it behind his back and slammed him down on the table.

"Ryan, Ryan , Ryan, why did you have to do that? Now I have to make an example of you lest others take after you", she picked up the wooden spoon and while keeping him in position with one hand, she beat him black and blue with the spoon. He was yelling from the first strike, crying after 30 seconds and then simply sobbing and apologising thereafter.

I thought that the brutal beating would change the whole mood, but the women still seemed in high spirits.

"Me next", called Sarah stripping to her underwear, "and one trial of strength. Wrestling submission".

In any other situation Sarah would have looked stunning in her underwear, she had an athletic body and for a moment I considered she might have a chance of winning, as she tussled with Mia wrestling her to the ground and lying over her trying to pin her to submit.

Mia took that opportunity to kiss Sarah long and passionately while rolling on the floor. Clearly the fight went out of Sarah, and Mia decided to pin her down and then smother Sarah with her breasts. It was clear that Mia had won but Sarah seemed to be enjoying herself in her current predicament and didn't want it to end.

"They are fabulous tits but is she going to use them to beat all of us?", Sophie asked. Mia looked at her and smiled.

Eventually Sarah tapped, and found herself over Mia's knee. Mia had the wooden spoon, but was using it a lot more playfully than she had with Ryan, it clearly stung but Mia was also caressing Sarah in a manner that was clearly exciting her. As four minutes were called, I wondered aloud if Mia had to make Sarah cry, as I didn't think she was going to come. Sophie rolled her eyes at me, and sure enough almost on cue, Sarah started screaming: "oh yes, you fucking magnificent goddess, yes, YES, YES!!"

Mia leant forward and softly kissed Sarah on her now reddened tush, "you're welcome, goddess",whispered Mia.

Curtis looked on with a barely concealed fury. As Mia approached him, he threw a wild punch at her, luckily Mia had anticipated such a turn of events, and ducked out of the way.

"I'll let that go", said Mia, "I can see you're angry. Maybe it's been a while since you've heard Sarah sound quite so happy, but now you have to leave or play nice".

Curtis launched himself at her and tried to grab her, but she simply flipped him over her hip, so that he crashed on to the floor.

As he started to get up he felt a foot on his back, "Stay down, you're embarassing yourself", he heard Sarah, standing over him, say.

"Fuck you and fuck her", he said trying to get to his feet, but Sarah simply pushed him down again under her foot.

"This is ridiculous she comes in here, spanks us and makes our women come, and we're just meant to take it? How are you going to feel Walt when she makes Sophie come and then spanks you in front of Sophie?"

"Curtis if she can defeat me, she deserves my forfeit, and if she makes Sophie orgasm, then I'm going to look for pointers so I can do the same. So your choice is do you want to stay or do you want to go?".

Curtis got slowly to his feet. Turned to Sophie and said it had been a terrible night and her cooking was sub-par. As he turned he walked straight into Mia who was blocking his way.

"No you don't get to be rude to Sophie, then just walk away, you need to apologise and then leave"

"Or what?"

"Or this", she said lifting him up off the ground, one hand on his shoulder the other between his legs. Where between his legs was uncertain, but he looked terrified, as she lifted him up above her head.

At this point Ryan suddenly rose and lurched towards her, but clearly he hadn't thought this through, as Mia brought Curtis down and into Ryan, both men crashed into the floor. Mia looked in my direction to see if I wished to join them, but I gestured it was nothing to do with me.

She held Curtis in a headlock and dragged him over to the table. He tried to wrestle free but she held him firmly, I could see her biceps once more strain and grow. Once at the table she asked Sarah to take his hands and pull him across the table. She willingly did this. Mia meanwhile pulled his trousers and underwear down and picked up the riding crop, she then took a vicious strip off him, he screamed for a few seconds before the tears began.

"Are you going to apologise to Sophie?", asked Mia after the full five minutes, offering the crop to Sophie.

"I'm sorry", blubbed Curtis.

"No worries", said Sophie, "I'm only sorry you didn't enjoy the food".

With his trousers still around his ankles, Mia marched him out of the front door, where he was heard falling over. She looked at Ryan who said it was getting late and he should be leaving. He ran through the open door lest Mia change her mind, not looking back once to Lucy.

I found myself alone with four excitable women and CJ who seemed more like a eunuch than a man.

"My turn", said Sophie undressing," one Trial of Strength. First submission".

Mia nodded her approval, at Sophie's choice of both trial and underwear.

Sophie tangled with Mia and managed a decent half Nelson, though it did look as though Mia was indulging her. I was then shocked to see Sophie bring her free hand down and slip inside Mia's panties. I was shocked by the audacity of Sophie's move, as was Mia, judging by the look on her face. However despite every indication that Mia could break free any time she wanted, she allowed Sophie to continue her exploration. I watched the expressions playing on Mia's face, which seemed to soften for the first time that night. Clearly Sophie knew exactly what she was doing, as soon Mia was breathing heavily and calling Sophie's name, before suddenly arching her back and letting out one long 'yeeeessssss', and then collapsing into Sophie. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, and it felt as though I might come too.

Sophie looked stunned, Lucy and Sarah both cheered and Mia turned and kissed her softly on the lips. Before whispering, "well done, now you get to take me over your knee".

Sophie looked like she'd won the lottery, Mia bent over her knee, and Sophie peeled Mia's panties off.

"Oh I just want to take a big bite out of it", said Sophie looking admiringly.

"We are on the clock, but you can do what you want", said Mia, "you can even..."

She was stopped by the first stinging slap from Sophie, who enjoyed both the sound and the feel of the impact. Mia took a sharp intake but Sophie had found her rhythm and before long, Mia was moaning once more in what sounded like a very sexualised manner. This time Sophie joined in, clearly exciting herself by her own power. The moans built to a crescendo and within a few minutes they both seemed to come together. Sophie bent down and took a large bite out of Mia's sumptuous ass.

Of course watching this scene unfold, I was relieved not to have come too, such was my excitement and disbelief.

Once standing Mia looked a little flushed, but then who wouldn't after coming twice in just a few minutes. The gentleman in me thought it polite to allow her to recover, but the pragmatist knew where my best chance lay.

"My turn, One Trial, one submission", I called stripping down to my underwear.

"It looks like you might need a moment to recover too", said Mia looking at my all too apparent erection.

"Shall we say on three? One, two, three.." I rushed at her excited to press my advantage. We locked hands and I tried to bring her to her knees. But I instantly began to feel a terrible pain in my hands, wrists and arms as she bent them backwards and I felt myself being forced down on to one knee. Mia had a look like a ravenous wolf on her face, as she continued to display her immense superior strength to mine.

"You look like a child whose just been told Santa doesn't exist", she smiled, "I'm guessing in your imagination you already had me over your knee".

"Maybe", I gasped.

She switched to a headlock and started leading me around the room, squeezing me tighter and tighter, as her hard bicep grew larger with each squeeze.

"Did you think the female orgasm weakens women like the male orgasm does men? It doesn't, we grow joyously with each orgasm, with what the French term jouissance, a joyful pleasure that fills the body. If you thought I was strong before, and I did notice you watching me, can you imagine my strength now?", she looked glorious and victorious, and I could feel myself edging closer to coming.

"Now that you mention it, I do remember that now, I guess I wasn't thinking with my head", I offered by way of explanation.

Mia let out a little chuckle, while putting me in a half Nelson. "So, scientifically what happens now if I do this?", she asked as she put her free hand in my shorts.

Instantly I came in her hand, and felt all of my strength desert me. I hung limp in her hold. She let me collapse to the floor, where she stood over me in a victory pose.

"Behold ladies this is the finest of your men, and look at him now. You must learn to recognise your true worth, you are goddesses, so I shall put him over the table and you should have a competition to see who makes him cry first and who makes him come first", said Mia lifting me up and putting me over the table.

She then turned and stepped into her dress, which CJ had retrieved. He zipped her up, and then passed her coat. As she put it on she called over to Sophie, "thank you for your hospitality, I must have you over for dinner at one of my goddess evenings", she gave a non chalant wave, and left.

Lying on the table I was disappointed to see her go, there was part of me that wanted her to punish me. But as I looked around I saw Lucy and Sarah fighting over the wooden spoon, and Sophie had already claimed the riding crop, and it was clear that her spirit remained. As I felt the first stinging slap of the crop I thought that dinner parties would never be the same again.

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