Fiona and the Sisters Part III
The Man-Wedge



Larry's Story.

Fiona led me back into the house; I crawled behind her like a whipped dog;
stunned, and devastated, exposed and vulnerable. I had nothing; my clothes had
all been packed up into my case and Mistress Josephine had driven off into the
night with them, my wallet and personal papers were now in Mistress Fiona's
possession and I was unclear as to what her intensions for me were; I feared
the worst, my mind spinning as we returned to my room.

Mistress Fiona sat on the bed and I remained kneeling as she addressed me. She
sat before me dressed in a black terry towel dressing gown; her long dark
brown mane fell to her shoulders, her face was plain, with no make up
whatsoever, she crossed her legs allowing her gown to fall open revealing a
lot of white leg; I looked at her leg's she made no attempt to cover herself,
her hazel eyes bored into mine staring me down; a hint of a smile brushed her
lips, amused that I was incapable of holding her stare; knowing she had so
much power over me must have excited her.

"I want to keep you." She told me flatly. "You will work here for me as my
slave/maid. I will train you to serve me and my friends to a standard you
never thought possible; you will, cook, and clean and look after all of my
personal needs whatever they may be and you will start tomorrow."

"Please Mistress Fiona, I have plans; I'm off overseas in the next couple of
weeks I'm just waiting for my work permit; I'll be gone and you'll never see
me again." I looked up at her searching for a softening in her resolve.

"Tomorrow morning you will contact whoever it is that you are dealing with and
tell them that you are no longer interested in the position. You will do that
or I'll send them a couple of the photos that we took of you and Alan playing
with each other, I'm sure I can find something gross enough to make them think
that they may have hired the wrong man." She told me with cold eyes.

"I will contact all of your email addresses and send out a dozen pictures to
all of your friends at the football club, friends and associates I'm sure I
could make it impossible, for you to appear anywhere important to you without
you being the subject of ridicule and being treated like a leper." She flicked
the dressing gown across her leg.

"You haven't seen the photos yet, but Jo's idea of just the two of you in the
room was a master stroke, or should that be Mistress-stroke, the pair of you
really do look quite convincing as homosexual lovers, I was quite jealous; you
dirty little queer." She stood up and walked to the door.

"I'll have Alan fit a padlock to this door tonight before he comes to his bed,
burglar bars are fitted to the window; think about what I said Larry, you are
mine get used to it ; there is no escape." She turned off the light, closed
the door and left me sitting in the dark.

Fiona's Story

My brother-in-law is a pig and I despise him! But we go through a weekly
ritual to protect the veneer of what is really happening within our family; my
domination of Alan. My domination of him is becoming more and more obvious,
the term used to be hen-pecked, I prefer dominated, call what you will; the
two are the same, and Alan is both, and Dan is very uncomfortable with the
idea of a Female Dominated society.

His wife, Christine, is a beautiful intelligent woman; she is a petite lass,
barely five foot tall of Italian/Arabic extraction, she has a Mediterranean
complexion short jet black hair and fierce black eyes; she speaks and writes
two languages fluently and is a Chartered Accountant by profession, and what
she ever saw in Dan is a mystery to everyone, she is staunch feminist and I
have had some interesting conversations with her, and she is of the impression
that Dan

Every Thursday night the boys get together and play Squash, this little ritual
has been going on for about three years, at first it was just Alan and Dan,
and Chris and I enjoyed a chance to get to know each other better, as I said
we have similar views of a woman's place in the world and she has heard of my
domination of Alan, but hadn't witnessed any of the behaviour, as we were
still keeping the lifestyle behind closed doors. Then when Jo and her husband
George joined our Thursday night gathering; Alan worked with George and we met
Jo through that connection. When you first meet her she doesn't look like the
ball-buster that she is. Jo works as a data entry clerk and a local library,
and looks exactly how you would expect her to look; tweedy and plain with
spectacles, but Jo is a wolverine in ewe's clothing, so when we first met her
we skirted around the subject until we got to know her better and found out
that she was in fact dominating George! She invited me around to see just how
far they had gone. He knew that I was coming to their house, and Jo prepared
him for the visit. I left Alan at home as per Jo's request, George wasn't
ready to come right out of his shell just yet and I honoured her wishes.

We had a bit of fun with him after he cooked and served us lunch; he was naked
except for his penis restraint. I was allowed to flog him; which I thoroughly
enjoyed, she explained that he did all of the cleaning and ironing, she still
enjoys cooking, but he cleans up after her, she controls all of their
finances, his wages were paid into her account and she gave him an allowance.
He was a natural submissive and met Jo at a B&D party, he had a genuine love
for her and it seemed the more sadistic she was with him the more he loved
her. My relationship with Alan is different in the respect that Alan wasn't a
natural submissive, but had learned to become one, however he was not a
masochist which was unfortunate as I have a very sadistic streak that needs to
be satisfied, I'd like Alan to enjoy his thrashings, but if he doesn't, well
that's too bad! My visits to their home became more frequent and George became
used to serving two demanding Mistresses and more important Jo became
comfortable with me using him. I explained that I wanted to be part of a
Sisterhood that owned a number of slaves and that we could use any of the
slaves for any purpose, any Mistress could punish any slave; Jo wanted a
similar thing, and I decided that Alan should get used to serving another
Mistress and invited her over. Alan made some minor protest but Jo soon put
him in his place. And then Larry turned up and for a while made things a
little difficult for us, but that wee issue has been resolved.

Larry's Story

I woke up on Wednesday morning I had a fitful sleep, my mind was in a turmoil
I wanted to get out of this situation so badly, but it appeared that Fiona
held all the cards, but what was more pressing was the need to pee, I got up
and went to the door; it was locked. I hadn't heard any thing during the night
but true to her word Fiona had locked the door and the window had burglar bars
I was in a prison cell but even a prison cell had a toilet! What was I going
to do? The window hadn't been opened in years and refused to budge, and then I
noticed screws had been used to keep in closed. I was left with no other
alternative than to piss in the corner! It was a long day and I just lay on
the bed a somehow escape from this madness.

It was late afternoon when at a last I heard Fiona come home, and a few
minutes after that I heard the door being unlocked. "Come out. Crawl out on
your hands and knee's" Mistress Fiona commanded and I meekly obeyed.

Fiona's Story

I had had a profitable night as Alan fitted a hasp and lock to Larry's door I
sat up in bed with his lap top, I could ask him for his password or beat it
out of him, but I thought I try and hack in first. It took me less than a
minute; men are so easy to beat because they are so predictable. I knew from
many conversations I had listened to that Larry was a Hearts supporter, it
needed to be at least eight characters, so I tried 'heartsfc' and got in first
time! And his world opened up before my eyes.

Alan curled on his rug at the foot of my bed and I continued into the night
and set about completely destroying my new asset. It was after midnight when I
finally turned off the light a slipped into a deep; a very happy and contented
woman.

Alan was up at six and brought me my breakfast in bed and went to his work, I
showered and dressed and I was going to look in on my new possession but
decided against it. I spent the day at work wishing the hours away, just
wanting to continue in the breaking of my new male. The hours crawled by but
finally at just after five I was home walking through the front door I was wet
with excitement and couldn't wait to start on him. But I was cautious; I
didn't want to walk into an ambush that I thought he might have planned. I
didn't know how desperate he was, or what steps he might take and I had to be
ready for him. I unlocked his door and pushed it open.

"Get out here." I called "Come out on your hands and knees." I called. I
didn't know what to expect. I was about to threaten him with a beating if I
had to go in and get him, when he crawled out. I fastened the leash to his
collar, and felt a lot more comfortable and in control of the situation. I led
him to the bathroom and unfastened the lead. "I want you to shave every hair
from your body, and don't come out until you are finished. That's everything
chest, legs, arms, pubic, everything do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Mistress Fiona," he mumbled I'll give you a cut of my whip for every
strand I find and I'm very thorough." And I left him to it.

Larry's Story

I'm not a hairy man; I have hair in all the usual places, but fortunately I
don't have a very hairy chest, but it still took me a long time to be sure I
was as smooth as I could be . I've never seen my cock and balls like this it
felt strange, very strange. I felt very foolish. Mistress Fiona walked into
the bathroom as I was about to walk out.

"Are you ready?" She barked. I immediately fell to my knees when she entered.

"Yes Mistress Fiona." I replied.

"About time; let me look at you." And she inspected me. I had done a good job
of what I could see and Mistress Fiona confirmed as much by snapping the leash
onto my collar and leading me back into the front room. Alan had arrived home
and was busy in my room. Mistress Fiona led me to the study and I knelt beside
her as she sat at the keyboard tapped a few keys and clicked a few times on
the mouse and then an image of Alan and I appeared on the screen, and then
another and then another there were literally hundreds of pictures of Alan and
I indulging in oral sex with each other.

"What ones do you want me to send to your friends? I've already made up a
couple of wee packages that I consider to be the pick of the crop you are
welcome to pick a few more if you like ... . I like that one; I think we
caught that perfectly, don't you?" It was e shot of Alan blowing his cum into
my eye.

"Just so you understand I have sent all of these to Jo and I have them on a
disc just in case you're thinking about some kind of retribution." She sat
back in her chair, still dressed as she had been when she came home from work,
in a black skirt that hemmed just below her knee a black blouse, black
stockings and high heels; she ran her fingers through her thick lank hair.

"I have also hacked into your computer and I have been in contact with the
company you have been talking to and told them that you have had a better
offer and that you are no longer interested in working for them.; they haven't
got back yet, but I'll let you know as soon as they do. Your passport, birth
certificate, Engineering Diploma, and everything that was in your briefcase
was burnt this afternoon. In your account you had a little over fourteen
thousand pound, I've transferred that into my account and the, that's the
problem of only having one password 'heartsfc' got me into everything, you
stupid wee man." I enjoyed the reaction I got from him.

"Why Mistress Fiona?" he asked with tears running down his cheeks.

"This is just the beginning wee man, when I'm finished with you, you'll no
recognise y'self."

Fiona's Story

The photos were brilliant; just on the strength of what we took last night was
enough to control both of my men, but I was still not sure that I had enough
leverage for complete domination, but I would.

Larry knelt beside me head bowed and beaten no longer looking at the
disgusting images. I left him there to let everything I had told him sink in,
I wasn't just going to break him I was going to completely destroy him; he was
going to be my experiment; Alan was my husband and my slave, Larry would be my
toy, and I was already thoroughly enjoying playing with him.

I made a meal of left over's and ground up six Viagra pills and mixed it into
the food and served both of my boy their evening meal in their new dog bowls
that I had purchased. I called both of them in and watched as they ate in
silence, this was the first time I had served Alan his meal in a bowl on the
floor, but it wouldn't be the last; Larry would only ever be fed like this I
had decided, neither man offered a single sign of complaint; they were
accepting their new lives and were adjusting to my demands.

After their meal they cleaned up the kitchen and I told them to report to me
in my bedroom when they were finished. I had printed out half a dozen of the
pictures that Jo and I had taken the previous night and when they crawled in I
handed the pictures to each of them.

"Tell me what is missing?" I asked them. There was silence from the two of
them, they could hardly bring themselves to look at the photos, but I made
sure they did. "No anal penetration. What kind of lovers would you be without
a bit of fucking"? I asked them. There was silence. "Please Mistress Fiona ...
" Alan began, but I slapped him hard across the face before he had a chance to
say any more.

"SHUT UP! Obey every word or you will be so sorry." I told him. "I'm going to
leave you two alone for a few minutes and I want to see you ready to impress
me when I return. Do I make myself clear? DO I?"

"Yes Mistress Fiona," the two of them replied and I left them cowering beside
my bed.

"Be hard for me boys or I will thrash you I promise." And I went to the study
and watched them on the computer.

Larry's Story

I hadn't eaten for a couple of days and despite the way the meal was served
and the news that I had just received I devoured the meal in just a few
minutes, Alan and I knelt on the kitchen floor like dogs. We were becoming
more comfortable with our appearance I was completely naked and totally
hairless, my limp penis and balls pink and exposed, Alan was dressed in just a
small pair of lilac lace knickers that hardly covered his penis restraint; we
ate in silence, there was nothing either of us wanted to say to each other. We
cleaned up in the kitchen and reported to Mistress Fiona when our kitchen
duties were finished. She handed us photos of the previous night and both of
us looked them with vacant eyes, "Something is missing." She said "What do you
think that is?" Alan and I said nothing. "No fucking! I want to see some anal
penetration!" I was gutted, my spirit dropped even lower, but Alan made the
mistake of saying something and was paid with a backhander for his trouble.

"I want to see both of you up and ready when I come back." And Mistress Fiona
left the room.

I knew that there was no escape she would not sleep tonight until Alan and I
had done her will. I was too scared of her to not do as she asked and I made
the first move and took the key to his restraint and undone the thing, he
reciprocated and alarmingly I was stirring and in what seemed like no time at
all I was erect and as hard as steel, and it seemed to grow. I am not gay, but
I was responding far too easily to his touch. For a couple of minutes we
stroked each other and Mistress Fiona returned and we knelt with rampant
erections. "I'm impressed boys, now let me see some steamy action."

Mistress Fiona sat on her bed and watched as we fumbled with each other.

"I want you to play 'Dogs', I want you to crawl around like two dogs in heat.
Alan I want you to be the bitch; now show me what dogs do when they meet," My
life had taken a dramatic turn but I had now sunk to the bottom, quite
literally, I was crying as I sniffed his arse. "Lick his arse and balls like
the dog you are!" Mistress Fiona instructed, and I obey licking between his
legs.

"DEEPER!" She demanded, "Push your tongue in there." She started to take
photos of us and I knew I had gone beyond the point of no return, inexplicably
my cock was still rock hard as was Alan's.

"Now mount him and fuck him." Mistress Fiona was right in close for the
penetration, he was moist from my oral attention and I slipped into him with
ease. "All the way; give him every inch!" Mistress Fiona ordered. Alan groaned
as I pushed my cock all the way into him; Fiona taking photo after photo.

"Now bang his arse and don't stop until you cum." I lasted over ten punishing
minutes; Alan was squealing begging for me to stop, I was raw, my penis was
burning, I had never endured such a trial; eventually I came blowing my cum
over his arse hole. I with drew. "Now lick it up; every drop." Mistress Fiona
demanded, and I obeyed her.

Fiona's Story

I really was only bound by the limits of my imagination as I had the boys
perform for me .Doggie style at first, Alan was the bitch and Larry his loving
dog. I captured some really graphic photos of their foreplay and then Larry
mounted Alan and slipped his cock easily into his anus, and Larry fucked him
forcefully for quite a long time, certainly enough time to get all the photos
I needed and then he came, blowing his cum all over Alan's arsehole and I made
him lick up every drop of his mess. Then it was Alan's turn and he fucked his
bitch with an enthusiasm I hadn't seen for a long time, they both maintained
rigid hard-on's that I found amusing as Larry dick was looked very sore I made
them continue with their doggie fucking well into the night and I all the time
I was capturing it on my CCTV camera. I caught some stuff on my phone and sent
it to Jo who phoned me as soon as she got it.

"I'm jealous." She told me.

"Why don't you and George cum and join us?"

"Its almost ten," she informed me and besides we have a big day planned for
tomorrow. Thursday night, and if things go as we plan tomorrow might be a late
night too."

"You're right, I'd forgotten, I'm having far too much of a good thing!" I
looked at the two dogs. "Sixty nine, get down and give me enthusiastic oral!"
And they both automatically adopted the position, my power over both of them
absolute. I loved it.

"I'll send you a picture." And I ended the call.

I went and had a shower and got ready for bed as my two boys sucked each other
too scared of me to do otherwise.

Thursday was another long day my mind was elsewhere. I had locked Larry away
again I still wasn't absolutely confident he was completely under my control
but I would have him performing his home duties by next week. I went shopping
and bought some more toys at lunch time and I got home in time for preparing
the nights activities.

Larry's Story

I woke up in time to hear the last person leave. I checked the door it was
locked as I expected and I now had the nine hour wait to be released. I had a
bucket to use as a toilet but there was nothing else in the room, my bed had
become a mattress on the floor and the wardrobe had also been removed, and the
light bulb had been removed; it was going to be a very long day.

Dan's Story

Fiona is a bitch, a slut, a whore and a fat one as well. I don't like Fiona,
from the first time I ever met her she managed to get up my nose. She's a
Protestant Pig from Bearsden whereas Alan and I are from Clydebank, and the
differences between her and I are many and diverse, and what Alan ever saw in
her is a mystery to everyone who meets them. She is aloof and arrogant with
nothing to be aloof or arrogant about. She has an opinion on everything and
knows fuck all about everything. We cross swords every time we meet and one
day I'm going to forget that she is Alan's wife and I'm going to give her such
a good hiding. Thursday nights used to be fun; Alan and I would play a game of
squash and a chance for Alan and I to catch up , Fiona and Chris seemed to get
along quite well, so we continued to meet, long after the squash became
boring, then George turned up he mad the evening a wee bit more enjoyable, we
could always find a fourth player and recently Larry turned up and made the
Thursday night thing a lot more enjoyable. But something was happening,
something that I could almost describe as sinister; as time went on Fiona
seemed to be dominating Alan in a way I didn't like, or understand; she spoke
for him; She's always got a fucking opinion but it seemed Alan had no opinion
or quickly changed his stance if it conflicted with what Fiona believed, then
she started hitting him, he denied it was her but a few weeks ago he refused
to shower at the squash club and I thought he was hiding something and I
noticed welts on his back, he concocted some bullshit story but I was starting
to watch him, So as Chris and I drove over to their house on this particular
Thursday evening I was in a mood to confront Fiona, and get to the bottom of
what was going on.

Fiona's Story

Jo and George arrived and Alan was buzzing around like a mad dervish not
wanting to meet with George, both men knew that things in Alan's life had
changed dramatically over the past couple of days and Jo had told George that
his life was about to change and he would obey both of us religiously, Sheila
had also arrived, we had met her a few weeks ago at a party and she was
interested in our little group and I liked the idea of another strong Female
joining us. Sheila was a blonde woman average height about 5 foot 6 and weight
in proportion she had been to Jo's place twice and I thought that she had a
quality that we needed, she was quiet and watched as we put George through his
paces and I enjoyed watching her torture him she was comfortable with a man on
his knees before her not all women were.

In the space of five minutes Chris and Dan arrived and all the men left in
Dan's car.

"Where's Larry?" Dan asked as they were walking out the door.

"Working." Alan lied

"Aw fuck; we need him." I heard Dan say as they closed the door. The car
started and the men drove away; leaving Chris, Jo, Sheila and I to concentrate
on more important matters than squash.

I got a bottle of wine from the fridge and filled Sheila's glass and topped up
Chris's I put a record on. And went to get our star guest; I opened the door
to the slaves room, He lay on his mattress naked I was stirred when I saw him,
I realised that he was mine or very close to becoming my chattel. He wore my
collar I had a name disc engraved on my lunch break and I was going to adopt
him later on, but it looked dirty and it needed a shower.

"Get into the bathroom and be quick about it." I told him He crawled from the
bedroom across to the shower and I waited while he washed himself. I gave him
a minute to lather and rinse, I then watched as he dried himself, he ran a
brush through his hair and the cowered before me on his knees as I fitted my
leash to his collar. And I led it out of the bathroom and into the front room
where I was greeted with catcalls and whistles; I was quite proud of my new
toy.

"What's this Fiona?" Sheila wanted to know.

"A bit of Adult Entertainment ladies; this is Fionaslut, a new addition to our
stable. Crawl around and introduce yourself." Fiona instructed.

He crawled across to Jo who was closest and kissed her feet as he had been
instructed to do; he then crawled to Sheila, and kissed her feet and finally
he stopped in front of Chris . She looked across to me as the slave kissed her
feet.

"Tonight is the night?" She asked.

"Yes, I should have warned you. Do you think Dan will be ready?"

"Dan will never be ready, but the sooner it starts the sooner it can finish."

"You will reap massive benefits Chris; please believe me."

"I know, I know, I'm just not sure if I ready to share him with the Sisterhood
yet." She smiled at looked down at the slave at her feet, she gripped his limp
penis. "Lets have a look at what I can expect in return," and she slowly
started to wank him.

Fionaslut's Story

I knelt in front of Mistress Christina, I had met her before but in extremely
different circumstances; she wore a short black skirt and the way she was
sitting allowed me to look up her skirt, she wore black stockings and I could
see the triangle of black knickers, I grew quickly in her hand and it was long
before I had a full eight inch erection bouncing proudly in front of me.

"Not bad, maybe I could give Dan away if I can bring this home a couple of
nights a week." She laughed, and the Women joined her.

"As good as this?" Asked Mistress Fiona, who appeared in the middle of the
room in her underwear and wearing her ten inch strap-on.

"Are you going to do what I think you are going to do?" Mistress Christina
asked.

"I think so. Get him over the back of the couch." Mistress Fiona instructed
and I was dragged by the women and pulled over the back of the couch Mistress
Josephine Jumped on the couch and held me legs between her thighs as Mistress
Fiona stood behind me. I felt her knees inside of my legs and she forced my
legs apart, I then felt her finger smear some lubricant, over my anus and then
felt a finger penetrate me then another, she reamed me for a few seconds
telling the women what she was doing, but I could only hear a muffled noise
then I felt the head of the cock and slowly Mistress Fiona forced the dildo
into me I thought she was going to split me in half the cock was pushed deep
into me I offered little resistance, as I was becoming used to being fucked in
such away. Deeper and deeper Mistress Fiona pushed until I felt her thighs
touch me, she then gripped my hips and dug her nails into me and started to
withdraw the huge dildo. I was in tears again beneath Mistress Josephine, but
no one knew or cared as Mistress Fiona started to fuck me long hard strokes,
driving me deeper into submission, surrendering to Mistress Fiona's will:
Mistress Fiona fucked me, banged me, nailed me, screwed me, all the terms I
had used to describe the act from a male point of view were now just as
appropriate from a female point of view. It went on for quite a few minutes,
ten possibly more, until I heard the almost sweet sound and felt the unusual
sensation of the vibrator being switched on, that signalled that Mistress
Fiona was close to orgasm, her orgasm was as animated as the others I had
experienced with her, and lasted a few more minutes I just cowered their
beneath Mistress Josephine and Mistress Fiona, and endured their amusement,
and Mistress Fiona's orgasm.

Mistress Fiona withdrew the dildo and Mistress Josephine climbed of the couch,
and I was left hanging over the back of it.

'Who would like to go next?" Mistress Fiona asked. And the women took turns in
fucking me. Over the couch, on the table, on the floor I was raped four times,
Mistress Josephine produced her dildo and the women 'Roasted' me, each had a
cock down my throat, and up my arse. At one part of the evening Mistress
Sheila had the dildo forced deep up my arse, while Mistress Christina sat on
the table in just her black lace knickers with the dildo pushed down my throat
and the two women held hands and pulled them selves towards each other,
squeezing me between them and driving their respective dildo deep into me, and
the term 'Manwedge' was coined.

It was close to nine o'clock and the evening activities had to curtail as the
men would soon be home and , there was a plan in place and whatever it was it
didn't include me as I was dragged back to me room and the door was locked and
I lay on the bed and waited for the ambush of the men to happen.

To be continued. All comments please to janet_ford3094@hotmail.com