Carmen and Her bytch By Liverpool Kiss Fiodeb_6@hotmail.com Carmen had seen him a few times, he rode Harley and rode with the Apaches, a local Motor Cycle Club, he looked a bit like the Marlborough Man, this a thick beard and long dark hair, there was something about him that appealed and she liked the idea of training a biker, get right under his skin and break him, that was an awesome challenge. And every time she saw him she thought of how she would love to break and train him make him her pet. She smiled to herself. She was a regular member of her local Woman's Club, a club that met a couple of times a month for lunch and once a month for a party. It was a Woman's Club with a difference, instead of discussing cake recipes and knitting patterns this group discussed 'How to Train Your Man or Any Man' the women who attended were Dominants and they brought along their subs to serve them during their meetings. The men acted as personal servants, they served tea or coffee when required and knelt obediently beside their Mistresses when they weren't. At this particular time in her life Carmen didn't have a man; she was forty, still very attractive to the opposite sex, but there was a certain type of man she was looking for and the standard Alpha type didn't appeal, he had to have something that most men don't have, a desire to submit to the Female, a desire to ultimately become a slave, not too common a trait, but not exactly rare. "Some men have it, they just need to be shown where it is!" Carmen would tell her female friends when they got together. They knew what she meant, as most had trained men who weren't naturally submissive but using their Woman wiles they had broken their men into being exactly what they wanted, some adapted quicker than others some required more 'attention.' Carmen's best friend was Janet a shorter version of herself, Janet had a bytch but she left him at home when she attended the Club's functions, preferring to play with someone else's slave, variety being the life's spice for Janet. If she fucked him she would take home her cunt full of cum and have her bytch clean her out, this gave her the biggest orgasms; straight sex was a thing that happened a long time ago, in a different life. Carmen and Janet met occasionally during the week for coffee, and sometimes Janet would take her home and the two would get together for the afternoon with Janet's bytch servicing both women with his mouth his cock was locked away in a restraint, but neither women wanted his dick when they had a various sized dildos to play with, 'you don't need a man when it comes to good sex;' and both women knew and believed this phylophisy. It was also good to enslave the male and punish him for being what he was, and both women had a sadistic streak a mile wide. They were enjoying a coffee one morning, it was late, almost lunch time, but neither woman had anywhere to be and enjoyed the spring sunshine and their conversation inevitably led to Female Domination and what they had been doing. They were both members of a contact website that offered slave to Mistresses and vise-versa, there were regular contacts and the Women shared what they found; and Janet's bytch was used in all sorts of interesting roles all photographed or videoed and filed for entertainment on a wet winter's night. As they sat on the esplanade the Marlborough Man on his Harley made a brief appearance. He rode his bike slowly along the strip past the two women who looked at him with interest. Janet smiled so did Carmen, he noticed the two women but coolly ignored them. "Now that is one boy I would like to play with." Carmen confided, "I'll have the pieces after you've finished with him?" Janet replied. He was gone too quickly. "I've seen him before," Carmen said, "but I don't think he'll volunteer for our attention." That afternoon after Janet had dropped her off she returned to her apartment and turned on her computer, she poured herself glass of wine, she still had a couple of hours until the kids had to be picked up from school. She went to the BDMS site that she belonged to and done a bit of fishing; among the usual dreamers and losers were the rare genuine ones, she surfed through a few pages and then right out of the blue was a familiar face, and at first she thought she was imagining it, but one of the profiles looked remarkably like The Marlborough Man, his location was a neighbouring town, and a couple of extra photos revealed that it really could be him. Carmen read his profile; he was listed as Dom Male. "We'll see about that," Carmen said to herself. And she went about putting together a false Female Submissive profile as bait, she found a couple of older photographs taken before the kids were born she was on the beach in a bikini, attractive and easily seen as submissive. The wording was copied from another profile and doctored a little; she then simply waited for his contact. It took less than ten minutes. He was looking at her and when she returned to the computer after peeling the potato's; there he was. The Marlborough Man was on his way to becoming Carmen's property! They agreed to meet the next day not far from where she had seen him the previous day. Until he arrived Carmen hadn't been certain that the contact and the Marlborough Man were one of the same, and she was really pleased when the thumping motor cycle arrived with her date at the controls. They had a drink; he was more nervous than Carmen, she was pretty relaxed. She laughed easily and he made her laugh, she liked him. He was a bit crude, a bit rough around the edges, but nothing that she couldn't deal with nothing, nothing repulsive; he smelt nice which was something she didn't expect. She had heard all sorts of stories about bikers not showering or worrying about personal hygiene, and she was quietly impressed. They had another drink, before leaving for a hotel just out of town that charged a few rooms out by the hour. He rode his bike while Carmen followed in her Corolla. As she followed him, a fantasy grew in her head; 'Wouldn't it be the coolest thing to ride that bike and have him on the back behind me?' She chuckled at the idea, but the seed had been sown. Sex for the first time with him wasn't as awkward as it sometimes can be with a new partner and they both enjoyed each other, there was no hint of him trying to dominate the sex during that first meeting, which is anything slightly disappointed Carmen. It was a pleasant afternoon interlude that gave no hint from either party as to what might be in store in the future. They left, amicably and agreed to see each other the following week. As soon as she got home Carmen couldn't wait to phone Janet. "How was it?" Janet asked. "Excellent. It was extremely vanilla, fulfilling, but not what I expected." "Are you seeing him again?" Asked Janet. And Carmen nodded, before speaking....."yes, I'm seeing him next week." "See you tomorrow?" Janet asked knowing the answer. "Yes, ten o'clock at the caf' and then we're off Julie for lunch, right? "Want me to pick you up?" "No I'll take my car," Carmen told her friend Janet had a habit of staying late at these functions and Carmen liked her routine. The next morning Carmen emerged from the shower dripping water as she dragged a towel from the hanger, she dried herself and selected her underwear. Aware that she might be undressing in public she took her time over her selection, She had decided not to wear anything too over the top for these lunches and decided on a simple navy blue skirt and a white blouse a white bra then and matching white lace panties she decided to wear stockings and selected a white lace garter belt with black stockings she looked at herself in the mirror before she put on her skirt and blouse and was pleased with her choice., she pulled on her skirt that hemmed just an inch above her knee and buttoned up her blouse and with the jacket she looked like she was about to attend a business meeting not a BDSM brunch, and that is exactly the image she wanted to portray as she went to get her kids ready for school. The caf' wasn't busy and Janet was waiting for her at their usual table, Janet was dressed in a simple white sleeveless dress that was quite short but she managed to get away with it with her petite build, she looked like she was going shopping. The two women enjoyed a coffee and sat in the morning sun discussing how they were going to bring down the Marlborough Man. The brunch was good if predictable all of the usual faces were there. And Carmen thought that if these occasions were going to be a highlight of their week new bytches should be attending. "I agree." Said Julie, the host, "but where are we going to find a revolving door of sluts to serve us?" "I know it's not easy but I suggest that next month we all make an effort to bring a new slut." "I second that," said Janet, whose devoted bytch sat obediently beside her, naked except for his restraint, Carmen took a chicken bone from her plate and threw it in front of Janet's bytch. "And what do you think about your Mistress getting another bytch, bytch?" Carmen asked. "One man can never satisfy one Woman," the male honestly replied, not that Janet cared one iota about what her boy thought. Janet's bytch thank Carmen for the chicken bone and sucked on it ravenously. The afternoon was enjoyable and Carmen had to leave reluctantly early, but just before she left she received a phone call from the Marlborough Man, she had just finished fucking Julie's gardener, she was getting dressed when she took the call, it was him, and he wanted to meet tonight same hotel, she said she could and they set a date and a time. "Wanna have some fun?" Carmen asked both Julie and Janet. And they put their plan into place. Carmen went to the hotel and booked into a room, Janet and Julie and Janet's bytch went to the hotel, Carmen phoned the Marlborough Man and told him what room she was in and he agreed to be there within the hour, and Carmen had a shower and waited for him to arrive. It wasn't long before she heard to distinctive sound of his motor bike arriving in the car park a few minutes later she open the door and there he was; a lamb to the slaughter. He was carrying a bag that Carmen guessed held the 'tools' he intended to use on her. She greeted him warmly he looked good and smelled even better. She almost felt sorry for him, He came into the room Carmen wore a robe, that she brought with her she wore an attractive matching navy blue bra and panties under the gown and flashed herself at him, his face lit up just like she knew it would; what happened next was poetry in motion; on Carmen's signal Julie and Janet attacked the Marlborough Man, it was a well-planned, well thought out attack and extremely well executed. The poor man resembled a lion being attacked by a bunch of wild dogs something similar to what is seen on a wild life television documentary, these women were equally as ferocious and the man didn't stand a chance. Janet went low, and Carmen and Julie went high, he was completely stunned by the surprise and the speed of their attack. They had him on the ground in seconds Julie put a bag over his head and held it Janet open his fly she wanted to get to his balls as quickly as possible, "Get them by the balls the rest will follow." Janet had said on many occasions. She was right of course Janet was petite just over five two and eight pounds soaking wet but she had brought big men to their knees and made them obey to the letter with her ball busting methods. While Janet struggled with his pants Carmen and Julie forced his arms behind him and in less than a minute they handcuffed him. Janet had his balls in her hand and for the time being they had him where they wanted him. He was cursing and swearing beneath the bag, but Janet silenced him with a swift kick to his balls. "Shut the fuck up!" Janet shouted at him and he whimpered quietly into the hood. The three women stood over him Janet still dressed in the white sleeveless dress she wore to coffee that morning Carmen in her navy blue satin underwear and Julie in a T-shirt and black jeans. Carmen squatted down beside his head. "I'm going to remove this bag, but if you shout or say anything I will replace it and Janet will have your balls for breakfast. Do I make myself clear?" She asked. "Yes." The Marlborough Man replied. Carmen pulled the bag off his head, and he omitted the loudest dirtiest diatribe the women had ever heard. True to her word Carmen quickly replaced the bag Julie sat on his face and Janet grabbed him by the balls and squeezed them with one hand and then punch his balls viciously with her other hand one, two, three hard solid punches, she had small fists but she was hurting him, he bucked and struggled, but the women held him easily as Janet continued to pommel his balls. "STOP PLEASE STOP." He pleaded, but Janet was just getting warmed up and she gripped a ball in each hand between thumb and forefinger and squeezed. "I'VE POPPED BALLS LIKE THIS!" SHE YELLED. The Marlborough Man squealed like a tortured animal which of course is exactly what he was. Janet shook his balls clamped in her hands like a dog shaking a stick from its owner's hand; she was strong and enjoyed the challenge the Marlborough Man offered, but there was only ever going to be one outcome. "PLEASESTOPPLEASE..." He begged repeatedly. She released his balls and then kicked him hard. "Let's torture him now," said Carmen, "break him straight away." "Where? Here?" Asked Julie. "Yeah here, why not.?" "What about the noise?" "What noise, I can't hear anything." Carmen said laughing. The three women easily shifted him from the floor to the bed Carmen produced a pair of scissors in just a few minutes they cut his clothes off so much easier than taking them off His legs were pulled apart and each anckle was tied firmly to the leg of the bed. Car man sat on his chest. "I am going to remove the hand cuffs, but if you give me the slightest of problems I will set Janet on to your balls again for your own good be a good boy she will hurt you permanently if she wants to. Understand me?" "Yes." He mumbled into the bag. They yanked his body forward Janet had a grip on his balls like a Doberman, the cuffs were removed and his wrists were cuffed to the head board. When they were convinced that he was going nowhere, Carmen whipped off the bag, his eyes were burning "You are making a massive mistake," he said. Carman sat on his chest pinched his nose and force fed him half a dozen Viagra pills Janet clamped her hand on his balls and they poured a bottle of water down his throat. "You are ours to use as we please you can either try and enjoy the situation or you can try and stop us from enjoying ourselves I promise you will do as we tell you too, now relax and get that cock up. It didn't take many minutes for the stimulant to work and in less than twenty minutes he had a full eight inch hard on., they fucked him at first he was rampant and he had what the women liked in a man, Carman was first and she was quickly followed by Julie, but he made the terrible mistake of cumming and the women flew into a rage and whipped him. "THAT IS THA LAST TIME YOU EVER DO THAT! Julie yelled she sat on his face. "Lick that mess out you useless fuck." Julie demanded Janet again had a good hold on his balls and he obeyed Julie. Carmen had a small whip that she used on him and less than a minute later when Julie had calmed down all that could be heard was the sound of the Marlborough Man licking Julie's cunt. Due to the Viagra he was still rock hard, he had shot his load and what pleasure, if any, he had got from the previous few minutes was now evaporating with his lust. Janet back handed his balls. "Fuck up again Marlborough Man and I will pop one of your balls that a promise." The tiny minx was starting to scare the biker, she was almost a good and a half shorter than him, but she had him by the balls quite literally. She had removed her dress and wore just a tiny white panties and no bra her short blond hair fell just over her ears and collar, she looked extremely feminine and the sight of the tiny Woman dominating the man caused Julie to take the first picture. "Please no pictures." But Carmen flayed him with the whip. "Shut your stupid mouth!" Carmen told him. Janet removed her panties stroked his cock and slowly impaled herself on his erection, she sighed "Oh my, this is going to be good!" She understated with a smile. Each woman rode him a couple of times; Carmen put a penis gag on him so they could enjoy his face while the other fucked him in more orthodox way. He was a good boy while they fucked him, no more little accidents, but they soon became bored and wanted to use his body in a more inappropriate way. Carmen pulled a little instrument from her bag of tricks it was a long metal rod and a meter with some wires. He was still gagged and his eyes grew to the size of saucers when he saw what her intention was. Carmen had a small sachet of oil that she opened, she knelt between his legs in just her white panties she applied the oil the eye of his cock, she then picked up the rod that was the length and diameter of a large knitting needle, Carmen ran some oil over the end of the rod and with her left hand gently squeezed the head of his cock so that the eye was round and slightly larger Carmen then put the rod on the eye and slowly forced the rod into the eye and into his cock. Janet had taken up the position by his side and reminded him that she has his balls in her hand. "I WILL POP ONE IF YOU FUCK UP!" She told him. He watched mesmerised as Carmen slowly pushed the rod deeper and deeper into his cock, She slowly forced it about four inches into him before she hooked up the wires. Julie quickly fitted them and turned the meter on. "What setting do you want?" Julie asked. "Let's start with medium five." Carmen told her friend and immediately the Marlborough Man let out a real scream. "Oh dear the Marlborough Man has a very low pain fresh hold." Julie observed, but Carmen pushed the rod deeper into him He squealed but he was going nowhere. Five inches there was no resistance so Carmen forced the rod further into him. Six inches. "Turn it up to seven." Carmen instructed, Julie turned the dial up and the Marlborough Man squealed even louder into his Cock Gag. Carman laughed; the three women were enjoying him a lot more than when they were fucking him. Carmen sat between his legs his erect cock in one hand and the long rode slowly penetrating him deeper and deeper in the other. Janet sat across one of his legs her hand clasped like a vice around his balls and Julie who sat on his other leg naked except for a pair of light blue lace panties, with the control box in her hands, all of them looked at the Marlborough Man, and the fear in his eyes. At last they had him under their control. "Obey me Marlborough Man or I will fry your cock and balls. Do you understand me?" "Yes." "That's Yes Mistress Carmen." "Yes Mistress Carmen." "Good boy." Tbc.