Fiona and the Sisters Part V Fiona's Story I sat on a chair between alan and dan, my husband and my brother-in-law, both were naked and on their knees and both were completely hiursuit, neither man had a single hair from the top of their heads to the tip if their toes. We had taken the greatest pleasure in shaving, plucking, and waxing and literally ripping every hair from their stupid bodies; I had their cocks in my hand masturbaing them to an erection as they knelt, head bowed before the assembly. Six women had arrived for an evening of Female Domination, Jo, Sheila and Christina were also in attendance as were fionaslut and george. They knelt across the room naked and on leashes; Jo held fionaslut and Sheila held george. I had a cock in each hand and stroked the brothers until they were both sporting their modest six inch erection and I flicked them and their cocks bounced before them. "fionaslut and george come over here and complete what I have started." I ordered. Both of them crawled across the room and knelt in front of alan and dan; a gasp was audible as both george and fionaslut took alan and dan's cock's in their mouths and started to suck them off. "All four of these sluts have been trained to obey any order from any Mistress. They are fine specimens of Scottish manhood, who have been trained to serve their women in a manner that we have become accustomed. " The women watch as fionaslut and george went about their duties. Over the last few months we had beaten and tortured every bit of resistence from the men, each one of them was incapable of not obeying us to the letter , and tonight I wanted to expand our group, these men offered no more challenges they were ideal as maids; fionaslut worked around my house on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, it kept the place spotless; it cooked, ironed, laundered, ironed, scrubbed, everything. it was a good maid. On Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, Christina took it and he did the same for her, and in the months that it had been our maid, our lives and the quality of our lives had improved beyond my expectations, I rarely lifted a finger, all the mundane aspects of my life were performed by my maid. On Sundays it cut the grass and washed the cars, and I gave it Sunday afternoon off If I was in a good mood but there was still the Sunday dinner to cook and I demanded a full traditional Sunday dinner and I usually invited Christina and dan, and after a few glasses of wine we started to terrorize the sluts so the maid had very little time off. The others offered no challenge whatsoever. I was emasculating fionaslut, I was considering female horemones, but there was no challenge there at all, I would do it or I wouldn't it was incapable of stopping me, castration was another option, but again if I did decide to nut it, he wouldn't stop me, couldn't stop me. I was surprised at the how simple, how easily they capitulated, once I took control of their lives we seemed to be able to make them do anything, anything at all. I invited the women to take a closer look at the sluts and they moved into the area where the they were performing. "How long did it take you to dominate them so thoroughly?" Asked a young lass who seemed about eighteen but could have been younger. 'It takes not too long at all, its just the intensity. "What do you mean." asked another young woman. "dan here was a bastard and I decided that I would teach him a lesson he would never forget and I'd say we crushed his spirit in only a few hours, but it was a very intense few hours, and I believe that is the secret, many long intense sessions, where you whip them without mercy or kick their balls until they scream and...." dan raised his hand. I looked at him. "What." "Permission to speak please Mistress Fiona." "What?" I asked knowing full well what he wanted to say. "Permission to come please Mistress Fiona." "No. You will not cum, alan will cum first. Do you understand me?" "Yes Mistress Fiona." dan replied. george obviously heard and now took a perverse pleasure in giving a more intense blow job, making dan cum against his my wishes. The two young women with me watched with amused grin's on their faces as a man, probably old enough to be their father, struggled to control himself, struggled to prevent the inevitable. Cumming without my permission was about as serious an offence any of these sluts could commit and dan knew my punishment would be severe, and it amused me to watch his antics, but george was a good little cocksucker and dan lost and spewed his mess down georges throat. dan groaned like the pig that he was and enjoyed the few moments pleasure that the ejaculation delivered, but this would be off set by a real viscious whipping. "I'm sorrry Mistress Fiona," he offered cowering at my feet. "Oh you will be." I told him with a cold smile. I turned to my two new friends "I'm sorry about that; my name is Fiona." I said offering a hand to the nearest. "Hi I'm Jenny, this is Jill." "So how did you hear about this evening?" I asked. I know Sheila, I live near her and she told us about the Sisterhood and asked if we might want to attend." Said Jill an attractive blonde. "Can I ask how old you are?" "Seventeen," they both replied in unison. 'Have you ever whipped a man?" I asked. "No." They replied honestly. "Do you want to?" "OH AYE!" They confirmed with an infectious enthusiasm, that I needed to hear. "Then come with me." I fastened a leash to dan's collar and pulled him to the dungeon. The dungeon was fionasluts room, a mattress in the corner was all he needed, alan had built a heavy frame in the middle of the room, the nine foot ceiling allowed an electric winch to the installed and dan knew what was coming. "This is a spreader," I explained as I fastened dan's ankles to it pulling his legs almost three feet apart. The girls watched as I busied myself with one foot and then the next . I then turned on the power and pressed the down button on the hoist pendant and the hook came down and I passed the hook through the shackle in the centre of the spreader and I then pressed the up button and it effortly lifted dan off the floor and lifted him and he swung upside down in the centre of the room. On the wall was a whip, just three feet long, BUT long enough to swing in the room, I uncoiled it and it hung by my leg and I looked at dans flabby pink body and smiled. I handed the whip to Jill, and I had a riding crop I handed it to Jenny that she gratefully accepted. "Be my guest." A whip in the wrong hands can do some terrible permanent damage. I watched the two girls remove their coats, Jill was a little taller than her friend, five six no more, she had shoulder length almost platignum blond hair, she had a slight build but with large breasts; she wore a black blouse and a denim skirt and dark stockings. Jenny was the plainer of the two, long mousey hair, she wasn't unattractive, she wore no make up, she was dressed in a black roll neck sweater and jeans and she looked the crop and tapped dan's balls. "Are these out of bounds?" She asked. I liked her, "Nothing is out of bounds, he needs to be taught a lesson Jenny. Do as you please." I went outside and I was immediately confronted by another two women, "Do you mind if we watch?" One of them asked. "By all means." This is what tonight is about. And I left them by the door and I heard the first of danny boy's screams. In the centre of the front room Jo had the three remaining sluts performing for the other guests. "Avril, you wanted to talk?" I asked I'd met her an hour earlier but, hadn't had the opportunity to discuss what she had come to see me about. "Do you have a minute?" she asked I told her to follow me and I we went to my study, I showed her in and we sat at my desk and I listened to her story. Avril was in her early thirties and trapped in an abusive marriage. "I married Jim when I was just nineteen and I had three bairns in two years, I'd have had ten by now if he's had his way. Sex with Jim was as basic as the act could be." She told me. She went into details of the abuse and after just a few minutes I had heard enough." 'And what would you like us to do ?" I asked. "He's not all bad Fiona, I want him trained to behave like the men in the front room there." "Are you prepared to help y'self?" "What d'you mean exactly Fiona." "The process is sometimes very violent, we are very sadistic women, we enjoy what we do to our victims, you will be physically involved in his training, can you do it?" "Oh aye, you've no worries on that score, Fiona; no worries at all." I believed her. fionasluts Story Every aspect of my life was controlled by Mistress Fiona, from my first waking thought to lights out, Mistress Fiona controlled everything. I done nothing without Her permission, and slowly, very slowly I accepted Her control, there was no compromise I learned to do everthing exactly as Mistress Fiona said to do otherwise was foolish. I cooked her meals precisely as She told me; clothes were hung on hangers or folded into drawers, underwear was folded a certain way as were Her bra's, anything that differed from Her instructions was punished severely, usually a whipping. Her power and confidence grew as as males wilted before Her; She grew in strength and we weakened, and dan who once rode roughshod over Mistress Fiona, had learned to honour and obey Her, I felt for dan because she destroyed him, and Mistress Christina and Mistress Fiona were far from finished with him; and Mistress Christina has another male that she is training I have been there and watched as she plays with him, dan must be gutted, but that is our new life, and we must accept it or suffer. My day begins at six when alan unlocks my door on his way to the bathroom I wait until he has finshed which is signal by a tap on the door as he passes. I then shower and shave, no hair-period. By six thirty, just after alan leaves I make my Mistresses breakfast, every morning She has a different menu, this morning it was two poached eggs, on toast, yoghurt, and white tea, no sugar. I run Mistress Fiona's bath at six fifty, and at seven She bathes I take the clothes that she has picked for the day and run an iron over each item including her underwear; at seven thirty she leaves. I then strip Her bed and take all of her washing to the laundry and wash the whites and then the colours; while they are washing I vacuum every room and polish the hard wood floors and wooden furniture of which there is a lot. I then hang out the laundry. I wash up all of the dishes and everything in the kitchen sink I wash the floor and wipe down every shelf and cupboard I then wash the kitchen floor, then brining the washing and iron and fold everything and make Mistress Fiona's bed, and by then it is mid afternoon and I start to prepare the evening meal. Power to the TV and stereo is turned off, somehow Mistress Fiona knows just how much I eat and I am not allowed anything unless she is in the house, I think She has a CCTV camera in the house but I've not found it. I obey her wishes as I have said earlier, to do otherwise is asking for serious trouble. I've learned my lesson. I expect Mistress Fiona home at ten past five, I greet her with a glass of wine and she watches TV or goes on the computer, She usually showers before tea and I prepare Her clothes if she is going out or relaxing at home and the evening meal is served at six whether alan is home or not. I always make enough for two as per Mistress Fiona's instructions, one plate for Mistress Fiona and alan and I share a plate that is served in a bowl and we eat off of the floor. In the evening if Mistress Fiona is going out she will make plans either alan will accompany her, or she goes alone. I have a shower at seven thirty and my light is turned off at eight, unless I'm used or needed. On the days I go to Mistress Christina's I am picked up at eight; I climb into the boot of Her car and she takes me the ten minute drive the Her home she has a garage so getting in and out of their home naked isn't problem, and again I go through a similar routine there and at about three I am returnrd to Mistress Fiona's home to prepare the evening meal. I speak to no one unless I am spoken to. Recently within the last month Mistress Christina has been having afternoon meetings with another man; coincidently his name is also dan She calls them Ist dan and 2nd dan but I'm not sure who is who, he is also a submissive and will become part of Mistress Christina's stable, But what I see of hear if for my ears and eye's only. Mistress Christina is a petite Woman just over five foot in her stockinged feet, she has a Mediterranean complexion that many women from the west coast of Scotland have, some say they are the ancestors of the Spanish Armada who were washed ashore after a storm destroyed their fleet, she could very well be of Spanish descent, she had fierce black eyes a mane of jet black hair that was cut short, she wears little or no jewellery, a pragmatic woman, who doesn't suffer fools gladly. I had seen her naked many times, she was slim with nice breasts, a very attractive woman, but a spitfire. I stand almost fifteen inches taller than her and weigh almost twice as much but, I was afrraid of her and she loved to bully me; seems difficult to believe but unfortuantely true. Recently I was ironing a pleated skirt which is a time consuming task, and she watched as I fiddled about trying my best to get it right, but failing. "I'll show you one more time, if you fuck it up again. I'll use that iron on your balls!" She brushed past me and showed me that there is no short cut to doing it properly,"Each pleat has to be ironed, it isn't difficult is it?" "No Mistress Christina." I agreed; I took the iron from her and tried to follow her simple instructions, but I got it wrong and true to her word she seered my scrotum! I screamed and fell to the floor holding my burnt balls; she stood over me, with the iron in her hand. WANT SOME MORE?" She challenged "NO MISTRESS CHRISTINA.PLEASE NO." I begged "Fuck up again." Mistress Christina has three pleated skirts and I am an expert at ironing them now. I will wear the scar for the rest of my life. Fiona's Story Avril was had been an attractive woman but twenty years of abuse and the daily challenge of living on the poverty line had taken its toll on her. She was a hard brassy woman, but I believed her to be honest. She gave me the details of her husbands habits. "He drinks in the Cockade off Princess Street most night from five 'til whenever; either there or the Mitre." She informed me, her voice was harsh and bitter. I knew both pubs. I looked at Sheila, "This might be right up your street," I told her. Sheila smiled and joined us and between they they hatched a plan. Screams were coming from the dungeon, I didn't mind the sound of dan's pitiful cries but we were in the middle of a teeming housing estate and I'm sure the neighbours were starting to wonder what the hell was going on next door, if it had been a woman's cries I'm sure the police would have paid us a visit by now but as the only screams and cries were male I guess our neighbours turned a deaf ear; the conditions were far from perfect and I wanted a place in the country more than ever. Jill and Jenny had done a number on dan as I expected them to; he was raw from shoulder to thigh both back and front. Jill had his balls in her hand and was using the crop severely on them, whacking out a tattoo causing him to beg to her stop and when I appeared she reluctantly ceased. "Ah Fiona, the sense of power....its almost like a drug I can't stop myself." She said by means of an appology, but she was smiling flushed and excited. "There's plenty more where he can from Jill." I left dan hanging in the dungeon and told Jill and Jenny to follow me, both of the young women were small in stature but I could sense a huge enthusiasm for dominating and beating men and I wanted to see them tackle a male who wasn't hanging helplessly upside down. fionaslut stands well over six foot and isn't in bad shape, admittedly the steel had been thrashed out of him, but I thought he would offer a challenge to the two minxes and wanted to see them attack him, a little bit od FemDom entertainment in my front room. "fionaslut!" "Yes Mistress Fiona," the slut replied and crawled across the room and knelt head bowed in front of me. "Jill, Jenny, this thing is my maid. I want you to make him cry; I want to see this piece of shit reduced to a sobbing mess ; do you think that you can do it?" I asked almost shivvering with anticepation. The two young women looked at their next victim. " Aye nae problem," was their response and I sat back and watched the action. It was like watching one of those David Attenborough documentaries where the young lion cubs attack the giraffe, I told fionaslut to stand up and defend himself properly, while the two minxes snipped away at him, they were quick and efficient, he was slow and clueless; a saying came to mind its not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog. All of fionaslut's confidence had been crushed out of him, while the two girls oozed confidence and power, and if it was a mismatch it was that they were far too powerful for him, I sat back in my chair and watched as the two women set about bringing him down. fionaslut's Story They were either side of me one behind one in front and they were trying to kick me, they were just kids a good slap would put one down, then I could concentrate on the other, but they were too quick; for about a minute it was thrust and parry and a bit of dancing, Mistress Fiona watched, enjoying the spectacle of the young cubs endorsing the new order. I desperately tried to protect my balls they were so sore and had abused , but the blonde Jill I think her name is manged to flick me between the legs and catch me ,opening a hole in my very thin armour,then both girls threw caution to the wind and attacked kicking and clawing , Jill slammed her foot between my legs slamming my balls, oh they were so sore I went down on one knee and the girls were all over me; hands snatching, clawing, pincking , punching, pulling , I was too slow, too weak, they were quite merciless and as I clinically efficient Jill threw modesty to the wind and wrapped her legs around my neck she wore black satin knickers, and could care less that I could see then she locked her ankles and squeezed, she sat on one arm preventing me from using it and Jenny wrapped her hand around my balls, and ground them together, she pulled my nutsack stretching it trying to lift me off the floor. "PLEASE MISTRESS JENNIFER," I begged as she ground and pulled and twisted my balls. "Scream you bastard scream." Jill spat tightening her legs around my neck. Jennifer twisted my scrotum and slapped and punched my swollen nuts.. "NO AGGGGHHHHH NOOOMISTRESSPLEASSSEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA," I screamed as the young minx methodically slapped me with the back of her hand, Jill held me effortlessly, I could do nothing to stop her. "PLEASSTOPLEEEEEAAAAAAAAA!" I squeeled as she crushed my ball, smiling as she punched me again and again and again, three spiteful punches; and then the tears started to flow. Fiona's Story The girls had him in tears in less than two minutes, it wasn't a record but I it was what I wanted, but I had another nasty surprise in store for him, I handed Jenny a knitting needle. "Push it down the eye of his cock." I told her. "How far will it go?" She asked. ""Get him erect, he has about an eight inch hardon then push the needle in as far as you like, make him watch." She was intrigued and took the needle. "Hold him Jill; do you want to cuff him?" Jenny asked "No I can handle him," the young blonde said confidently. Jill sat him up pulled his arms behind him and held him as Jenny squatted between his legs and stroked him to an erection, and like the slut he is Jen managed to get him up in just a few seconds, he was uncircumcized and she pulled the foreskin back exposing his purple knob, she squeezed the eye, opening it , already a little precum appeared, it would lubricate the needle, Jenny introduced the point of the needle to the eye, and she inserted it and pushed the needle down into the eye. It slid in and she had no trouble forcing it one, two, three inches into him. There was silence in the room as everyone watched Jenny "fuck' his cock with a knitting needle, only the whimpering of fionaslut could be heard as she forced the needle in another inch, when she met a little resistence she withdrew a little and pushed a little harder five inches had disappeared into his cock. "OOOW," he omitted Jill held him as tears ran down his cheeks, eight women and two slaves were entranced as Jenny forced six inches into him. "OOOWWPLEEE." "SHUT UP!" Jill snapped in his ear. Jenny stroked his cock maintaining his erection as she twisted the needle as it went deeper into him. I was enjoying the theatre of the whole thing, I notice one or two of the sisters touching themselves, it was very erotic, he was a babbling mess as about eight inches were forced into him. "please....mistress jennifer......please stop." he meekly sobbed, but she continued to push the knitting needle into him.... "AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH ITS TOUCHING MY BALLSTOPLEASTOPPP!" He screamed, Jennifer continued and managed to push almost the entire knitting needle down the eye of his cock, I thought she would be able to see or feel the point, but she couldn't. "I think that is about as far as I can safely go without ripping something. Do you want me to go further?" she asked. "No, I think thats far enough for today." I was concerned that she might have caused permanent damage which might have involved a hospital visit, it increased my resolve to recruit a nurse or a doctor into our group, I quite liked the idea of a bit of erotic surgery, but not today. "Pull it out about an inch Jen," I told her, "alan, get something to cut that with and be quick." I ordered. "Fuck him Jen." And Jenny slipped the needle up and down the inside of his dick, until alan returned with a large pair of pliars and with a loud snap he cut about four inches off of the knitting needle, the slut screamed. "Push in in all the way Jenny." and she pushed the needle in until it was gone. 'george." I called and the slave crawled from the other side of the room he had been watching, thanking his lucky stars it was fionaslut and not him who had had his cock fucked. "Suck him, george." I ordered, and the slave took fionaslut's cock in his mouth and started to give him a blow job. We all watched, quietly amused. "One of two things could happen here." I mused, "either he blows the knitting needle out the back of georgie's neck, or he blows his bollock's off." There was polite laughter at my attempt at black humour. Jill had fionaslut by the hair and forced his face into george's arse. "Pull his cheeks apart and push your tongue up his arse." Jill demanded, there was laughter and photo's, as the slave did his best to obey his young tormentor. "alan get your cock hard and give george a good fucking." Jo called and he immediately obeyed and the site of the three sluts in action was the subject of many photos and much ribald comment. fionaslut with the knitting needle stuck down the eye of his dick, george sucking him and alan almost sitting fionaslut's face fucking george like there was no tomorrow. "No one comes until I say they can come." I shouted over the pile of sucking and fucking sluts, my respect for them diluting to a new low everyday. They were no longer a challengeI dispised each of them, their only purpose was to suffer for me and the Sisters, and I would take their suffering to another level very soon. fionasluts Story I couldn't see through the veil of tears, I was in agony my balls hurt so much, I begged for my punishment to stop but my cries just seemed to increase the intensity, then the most terrible torture I have ever been subjected to was inflicted upon me; Mistress Jennifer was handed a knitting needle, a wooden knitting needle, and she inserted it down the eye of my cock, and I was made to watch it disappear every inch into my body; oh it hurt, a strange pain a mixture of emotional and physical pain and Mistress Jennifer watched me and listened to me beg her to stop but she laughed at me, I was unable to stop them. Oh it hurt inch by inch I took the whole thing and I felt it being forced down the legth of my penis to the base I was nearly sick and then I felt the thing inside my scrotum, in my balls I begged her to stop. "STOPLEASTOPP!" I screamed.. and mercifully she did, but only because Mistress Fiona told her to. What happened next was just a continuation of the hell we have been living, George Alan and I were involved in a threesome, something that was disgusting a few months ago had become the norm for us now, but each time I took a cock in my mouth it was like the first time again, but on this occasion I was forced to rim George another disgusting, vile act, that just kept chipping away at my sanity. The three of us were ordered to cum at the same time. Alan was jammed up George I was wanking George and Geroge, was sucking me; I had the needle forced up the eye of my dick and didn't know what would happen when I came, I was close when Mistress Fiona gave us a ten second window and the three of us performed almost on time for her; my orgasm was a strange happening, I felt an odd sensation but the stiffled release wasn't pleasent George shot his cum over my chest and Alan blew his load up Georges arse. George sat on my face and I was ordered to suck out alans spunk as Alan pulled the broken knitting needle out of my cock sucking my sperm as it leaked from the eye. The woman took photos as we obeyed every disgusting order. We were no longer men we lay at the feet of the women; some sort of subspecies, and I knew they were far from finished with us. Fiona's Story I sat in front of fionaslut who lay at my feet crying like a bairn, and small puddle of semen had formed by my foot as it weeped from his penis. I dabbed my toe in his mess and offered it to his mouth and the bitch licked it from my stockinged foot; no words were necassary as I repeated the action, he held his tortured balls and penis, and I was thinking of so many nasty things I would do to them before I finally castrated him, he would beg me to castrate him. I was joined by a woman I had seen a couple of times during the evening, she sat beside me and watched as I fed the last of the puddle to him. "Hi Fiona, My name is Debbie, I want to compliment you on such and enlightening and interesting evening, I've never enjoyed an evening quite like it." She gushed. "Well thank you, its our first such evening and I hope it'll be the first of many." I told her honestly. "I was talking to Avril just now and she told me that you were going to work on her husband." "Aye, we'll pick him up tomorrow and start his training." Would you be interested in another bastard?" She asked almost spitting the word. I took my toe out of the bitches mouth. " Lick the carpet clean and don't stop until I tell you." I then turned my attention to Deb and asked her to tell me her story. A womanizer, another of God's gift to women, and Debbie had rightly had enough. She was in her late twenties and had married Tommy five years ago, no kids, she was blonde a wee bit over weight, she had blue eyes that were almost brimming with tears as she told me about his affairs. "Leave him!" Was my initial response. "Oh I intend to but I want to leave him with something when I do." I smiled. "I think we should have a drink." The bitch was still licking the carpet when I took Debbie down to my study. I turned to Jill and Jenny, "use him girls, use him for whatever reason." And I led Debbie down to my office and took down her details. The next couple of days were going to be interesting. To be continued............