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        I found myself traveling through the town of my youth.  As I was
driving my thoughts turned to my first love, Kathy.  Never had I experienced
such passion.  Never had I been treated with such disdain.  She was a
beautiful strawberry blond, with small sculptured breasts, lovely long legs,
and a shapely ass that stirred passion from just watching her walk.  Her
strawberry blond curls made her nether region the most enticing I have ever
seen.  I remembered those nights in the car out by the lake.  My recollections
dwelled on the first time when she begged me to penetrate her and made me
worship her forever.  The trip to the beach where we made sweet love in the
dunes, all was coming back to me with such clarity and force as to cause a
throbbing erection.  That was when I decided to drive out to her old place and
when my story truly begins.

        She used to live in a large sprawling ranch house with her parents.
It was just outside the city limits on a large ranch.  The house was set back
about a mile from the highway.  The only thing that marked her place was a
gate in the never ending fence and an old rickety mailbox with her last name
scrawled in handpainted letters.  As I drove out of town I remembered how she
had left me for another.  The ache in my heart and loins was as fresh as when
she told me she was leaving.  It seemed like only yesterday that I was
humiliated and left just a shell of a man.  I thought I had recovered over the
years.  My tendency to sit heavy on the gas and the need to adjust my sitting
position for my enlarged organ proved that I hadn't.  As I pulled up to the
gate everything was just as I remembered it, except the fence.  The fence was
now chest high and had a sign on it.  It read:

                ABSOLUTELY NO TRESPASSING
                  FENCE IS ELECTROCUTED
                TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT

The mailbox was still there with the same scrawled letters and the gate was
open.  Reason told me to obey the sign but I knew the fire in my pants would
win out.  I could not bear the thought of leaving if she might still live
there.  So I drove very slowly through the gate.

        The gate closed behind me with a loud clang.  I turned around and
stared at the gate.  Something inside me said that I might never leave this
place.  As I turned to the front I was confronted by two beautiful women on
horseback.  I stared at the one on my side of the car.  Her shiny black hair
lay over her bare shoulders.  She wore a strapless black leather bodice that
just barely covered her ample breasts.  It was cut away in the back covering
only her lower vertebrae.  Rather than jeans under her black leather chaps she
wore only a leather bikini brief.  She had both a riding crop and a short whip
formed from 9 small cut strips of black leather.  These were attached to her
chaps rather than the saddle.  In her hand she held a sharp lance which was
pointed at the front tire of the car.  She asked "Why are you here?"  I
swallowed hard and adjusted my rock hard member before asking for Kathy's
parents.  She commanded "They are dead, now leave."  My hands began to tremble
as I tried to think of how to dispute this beautiful vision clad in only black
leather.  It sounded like I was whispering when I tried to boldly ask for
Kathy.  She stared at me sternly and responded "Who's asking?"  My voice
squeaked as I gave my name.  She removed a small hand held radio from her
saddle and quietly spoke into it.  I looked over at the other guard.  She was
clad exactly the same to include the riding crop, whip, and lance.  The only
differences were that her breasts were slightly smaller and her facial
features less severe.  I felt the sweat trickle down my side.  Then the first
guard said "The MISTRESS will see you.  Leave your window down and drive at a
slow and even speed.  Any misstep will cause you great pain."  She then raised
her lance to my neck.  My emotions swirled and my stomach turned over.  The
MISTRESS??  She had said it with such emphasis.  Could Kathy be a ruler over
these incredible Amazonian women?  A prod with the lance brought me back to my
senses and I started slowly down the road, being careful not to get stabbed.
As the three of us passed the tree line and descended below the hill.  We
could not be seen from the highway and we were joined by four more riders.
These were clad much as the guards except in brown leather.  The bodice was
replaced by a corset which provided underwire support to their boobs while
riding but left their nipples visible.  These girls were in English saddles
and as the first one passed me to the front of the car my cock jumped.  These
girls did not have bikini briefs!!  As she posted in the saddle I saw her
comely ass exposed to the air.  She also had a riding crop attached to her
chaps but no whip.  The next girl displayed something that made my heart stop.
As her butt came posting out of the saddle, I saw some red stripes that looked
to be caused by one of the whips the guards were carrying.  My erection was
now chafing my stomach it was so hard.  Each of these four new riders was
beautiful.  It was all I could do to keep from stopping the car and just
staring in awe.  However, the ever present lance at my neck kept me driving
easy and looking straight ahead.

        When we arrived at the house the guard ordered me to stop the car and
get out.  The sweat was now rolling down my back and side.  I turned off the
car and wondered again if I would ever be allowed to leave this place with so
many strong beautiful women.  I stepped out of the car and closed the door.
The guard again put the lance to my neck and ordered me to place my hands on
top of the car and spread my legs.  She then called to one of the riders.  The
second brown clad rider I had seen immediately responded "Yes, Ma'am!".  It was
obvious as the rider dismounted that she had indeed been whipped with one of
the leather whips laying ready at the guards' hips.  As she turned around I
was able to see her beautiful bush framed by her chaps.  When she touched me
my body quivered.  She was so beautiful and her nipples were brushing across
my back as she roughly searched me.  She then removed my wallet and confirmed
to the guard that I was who I said I was.  The guard then told her to get my
keys.  As she placed her hand in my pocket she grabbed my cock and gave
several strokes.  My knees almost gave out.  Then she threw my keys to the
guard.  Now I knew that I was not likely to leave.

        The other three riders dismounted.  Their muffs were just as beautiful
framed between their chaps.  With the one who had been whipped in front,
another behind me, and one holding each arm I was led towards the house.  The
guards galloped away.  As we entered the house I saw several girls scurry out
of sight.  They were wearing a see through shift that rustled when they moved.
The woman behind me locked the door with a key.  As I followed I watched the
stripes move on the beautiful buttocks in front of me.  That whipping must of
really hurt.  I imagined what it must have been like.  That beautiful
upturned ass awaiting the stinging caress of the whip.  That guard must have
been standing over her.  The guard's long back hair resting over her shoulders
as her breasts moved within the tight leather bodice.  With her arm raised
high and then swinging down wrapping the whip around the quivering buns.  As
the girl squirmed and her cheeks tightened even more severely the arm must
have been raised again, only to bring the whip whistling down onto her bare
flesh.  I imagined her crying as she was striped over and over again.  I was
scared.  Did Kathy really still live here?  Who was The MISTRESS?  Would I
receive the same treatment as the brown rider?

        As I entered the doorway of the main room I looked up from the abused
buns in front of me.  The sight that greeted left me standing with my jaw
hanging open.  There was Kathy!  She was lounging on a settee that sat on a
raised platform in the middle of the room.  She was wearing a white lace
corset with garters and white stockings.  Her high heeled shoes were also
white, but her pussy was clothed only with those beautiful strawberry blond
curls.  About the room were four of the women in see through shifts.  Two of
them had a tray of food and drink.  One of them had a tray with brushes and
combs.  The fourth girl's silver tray contained an assortment of leather and
wooden whips and paddles.  As I was staring with my jaw open and my cock
aching I felt my arms being lifted.  By time I turned my eyes to investigate
my arms had been chained to the wall and the riders were pulling my legs
closer to the wall to be chained as well.  I tried to resist but the riders
were very strong and I did not have use of my arms.  So there I stood chained
spread eagle fashion in the doorway.  Kathy stood up and walked towards me.
My eyes drank in every movement.  The slender legs and alluring sway
mesmerized me.  When she came over and kissed me I thought I would explode in
my pants right then and there.  I was kept standing only by the chains which
secured me in an upright position.  I ached for her, would have done anything
to have her caress me and love me.

        Kathy backed away and turned her beautiful ass towards me.  Then she
swayed to the platform and back.  I knew then she was teasing me.  In my
helpless position there was nothing I could do.  As well, the riding crops
that the brown riders were carrying and the collection of whips and paddles on
the tray had me scared.  All I could do is moan Kathy's name.  She came back
to me and began slowly, teasingly to unbutton my shirt.  As she did so she
explained that this was a training camp for Mistresses.  She said that the
program lasted at least a year and sometimes up to five depending on the
individual girl.  She made a sweeping gesture with her arms and said "every
girl you see or have seen here is a Dominatrix in training, except me."  Kathy
then looked me deep in the eye and with a force I never felt or heard in
anyone else's voice.  She said "I am the head Mistress here."   I couldn't
help but tremble inside.  She made me feel weak and insecure.  This woman that
I had loved since high school was truly the master of my destiny.  By this
time, my shirt was completely open and I was openly quivering in desire and
anticipation.  I felt one of the riders cut my shirt sleeves so that the shirt
fell untended to the ground.  Immediately a girl clad only in a chastity belt
came darting out of a hall from off of the main room.  She picked up the shirt
and went dashing out the other side.

        Kathy began to slowly unbuckle my belt as she went on with her
explanation.  "Every girl who comes in the front gate loses her name.  She is
given a title which changes with her station in the camp.  The guards dressed
in black are the most senior.  There are only four at a time.  The most
advanced is titled Hilda.  She was who spoke to you.  Her companion is Heloise
the lowest of the guards.  The others are Helga and Helen.  They guard the
camp by twos for an 8 hour shift during the day.  At night the fence is turned
up to full power and the dogs are set loose.  There is no way in or out of the
camp without my permission.  Each guard supervises two riders.  Just as the
guards titles begin with an H, lower in the alphabet than Kathy, the riders
titles begin with E.  The girl who searched you and with whose ass you seemed
mesmerized until you saw me is Ellen.  She is the most advanced of the riders.
As for her rear, you will see a lot of them that look like hers around here."
With that she whipped the belt out of my trousers with a swoosh sound.

        Then she began to undo my trousers and continued talking.  "There are
8 trainees who are allowed to serve me.  There titles begin with C and they
are supervised by the four most advanced riders.  The four junior riders
supervise the lowest level of trainee.  The girl who just picked up your shirt
is one of them.  Their titles begin with B and should only be seen cleaning as
that is their only function until their advancement."  With that she began
removing my trousers.  The two servants who were holding the food trays,
obviously level C trainees, put them down and ran over to my feet.  They began
to remove my shoes.  I saw their pretty backs clearly through their gown as
they bent over their task.  Kathy dropped my trousers the rest of the way to
the ground.  From behind me I felt one of the riders cut my trousers off just
as the girls finished removing my shoes.  Kathy turned again and swayed her
lucious buns back to the settee.  She snapped her fingers and the girl with
the tray of brushes came to her.  Kathy removed a pair of scissors from the
tray and the girl immediately returned to her post.  There I stood chained
spread eagled in the doorway wearing nothing but my underwear which was lifted
away from my waist by the tip of my penis poking out the top.  I had no
clothes, no identification, no car keys and was surrounded by beautiful women
each of which was a Dominatrix.  My throat was dry, my heart was pounding, and
I had a sickening feel in my stomach.  But, the excitement in my body was
overwhelming and tremors of anticipation were spreading throughout.

        While Kathy played with the scissors she went on with her narrative.
"Everyone here refers to me as head Mistress.  The girls refer to anyone their
senior as Mistress.  Any of the girls may punish anyone less advanced with 6
swats using whatever whip they are authorized.  If they are authorized a whip
they carry it on them, otherwise they use their hands.  When punishing someone
whose title indicates she is on a lower level, they can use 12 swats.  If two
or more levels then 24 swats."  I felt the sweat gathering around my underwear
as Kathy left the settee teasing me with every step moving those lovely curls
closer to me.  "If that is not sufficient, as it often is not then the matter
must be presented to me.  If I approve then punishment is given with the
paddles and whips you see Carolyn holding.  I choose how many swats.  I may or
may not choose to inflict them myself.  We have a punishment room with lots of
aids."  With the scissors she began cutting away at my underwear until it was
held on by four tiny strands of fabric.  Then the riders, with their soft tits
rubbing my back, undid my arms and traded them so that my arms were crossed
over my head and rechained them.  They grabbed my legs and forced me to turn
around.  The chained my legs back to the wall.  Now I was facing the entryway
we came in.  I saw a B level trainee in a chastity belt run in and remove my
trousers and shoes.  My ass was to her as Kathy said "If the punishment is to
be  public I chain them in this doorway so all can see from the main room."
Then I realized my true predicament.  The paddles and whips were ready, Kathy
was ready, and my body was in the perfect spot.

        Kathy ripped the underwear off my body.  She began caressing by buns
as she added, "Your name shall be Adam.  The first man to live in this camp."
Now I knew why she had done so much explaining.  I was to be the first level
in the alphabet.  I was to live there with no escape.  Spanked by any of the
girls, even the lowly ones in chastity belts with 12 to 24 swats for any
reason whatsoever.  I heard Carolyn swishing over to Kathy.  I heard her
remove a paddle.  She swung it  through the air.  I heard the whistle as it
flew.  But it didn't land.  She gave me a hug and began rubbing the round
leather paddle on my stomach and over the top of my cock.  Then she began
rubbing it on my quivering ass.  I felt it leave my ass and heard it swoosh.
I tightened up and bucked against my chains.  But nothing happened.  She was
teasing me.  She used to always tease me.  I relaxed and even smiled as I
heard the paddle whistle again.  Then CRACK!!!!! the paddle was buried into my
unprotected ass.  I fell against the chains.  The sting went straight through
me making my cock bounce and jump.  I felt my cheeks turning red.  Then the
whistle and CRACK!!!!! again.  If possible harder than the first.  I squirmed
and moaned.  CRACK, CRACK, CRACK. Three quick swats and I began to cum.  She
was hitting so hard, nothing could compare.  My cum was shooting in quick
bursts hitting the riders in front of me on their leather bodices and
drenching their tits.  And again CRACK!!!!!! My butt was on fire and I started
begging her to stop.  Completely humiliated I didn't care what I said as long
as she would stop.  CRACK, CRACK, CRACK.  Three more quick swats.  Now I was
crying, my butt cheeks were on fire.  She then layed in with rapid succession.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK.  And again, and again.  By the time
she had gotten to  the 24th swat I couldn't even tighten my buns anymore.  I
hung there in the chains, with my ass a deep crimson red, my cum all over the
floor and the riders.  I was spent.  Openly crying like a babe I begged for
respite.  Kathy responded "Anyone without a chastity belt can give you that
many stripes.  Don't let me catch you in any indiscretion.  When I catch
someone I punish their supervisors and them.  That means for Babette I would
punish her then Elizabeth then Helen.  Helen would then punish Elizabeth and
Babette.  Elizabeth would then punish Babette.  Triple jepordy.  You will
report to Ellen and to Hilda the most senior and strongest of their levels."

        Then she left me hanging there.  Babette and Bambi came in and started
licking the cum from the riders.  When the were finished, the licked it off of
me.  My cock started to harden again as Bambi expertly cleaned it with her
tongue.  Babette was equally efficient with my legs and balls.  As soon as
they were done the left without a word.  Ellen and Evelyn took me down from
the chains and led me to the bathroom where a bath had already been drawn.
Ellen commanded me to get myself completely clean.  I was then left alone in
the bath, the lowest slave in a house of Mistresses.

        I tried to sit down in the bathtub.  My ass aching and
still on fire.  The water did little to cool it down and sitting was
impossible.  I finally laid on my stomach and rubbed my tender buns.  They
were still warm.  Then I asked myself what made me cum?  I had never cum
without my tool being touched.  As much as it hurt, feeling my warm ass cheeks
with my hands was giving me another hard on.  Then I remembered the last thing
Ellen said, "make sure you are completely clean."  I also remembered that she
carried at her side a riding crop, and would give me 24 swats with it without
any provocation.  I decided to scrub.  Just as I was finishing, Ellen came in.
She didn't knock or warn me she was coming.  Why should she?  I was her slave.
She had changed her chaps for brown garters, stockings and shoes.  Her
leather corset had been replaced by a lace one.  And of course, there was a
place on the garter belt to hang her brown riding crop.  She commanded me to
dry off.  My response was a meek "Yes, Mistress."  Bambi and Babette came in
still wearing their chastity belts.  Both of them had round breasts that were
topped with large round nipples.  They were each holding a can of Nair.

        When Ellen told me to stand spread eagled as I had been in the doorway
earlier, I hesitated.  One look at her riding crop reminded me of the welts on
her lovely ass and I immediately assumed the position.  Bambi and Babette
began covering my body with Nair.  From my neck to my the tips of my toes.
Ellen set down the rules:  Address everybody as Mistress.  Do as you are told
without hesitation.  Memorize who is senior to whom and remember it at all
times.  Always obey the most senior if there is a conflict.  If someone
punishes you for disobeying because a senior told you to, do not resist.  When
the punishment is completed then tell Ellen.  Do not speak without permission.
Do not touch your penis without permission.  Do not cum without begging for
permission.  Thank anyone who punishes you for the whipping.  Grow a beard and
a mustache but keep them trimmed.  Be meticulous that no other body hair show.
She then gave me a chart with everybody's title.

Kathy
 Hilda
  Ellen
   Carolyn
   Cynthia
  Eddie
   Cynthia
   Corin
 Helga
  Esther
   Connie
   Cunt
  Ethel
   Cherry
   Chastity
 Helen
  Edna
   Babette
   Bridgette
  Elizabeth
   Barbara
   Bambi
 Heloise
  Emily
   Brenda
   Bernice
  Evelyn
   Beverly
   Blair

        Bambi and Babette began rubbing me.  Softly at first giving me warm
feelings.  Then with more vigor as they rubbed all the hair off of my
shoulders, back, and chest.  Then they worked their way down my legs brushing
their tits over my body as they went.  Then they pushed my sore butt cheeks
apart and began to remove the hair in my crack.   Not only did my buns ache
but the Nair stung as well.  Then Bambi grabbed my cock and balls while
Babette rubbed all the hair off the surrounding area.  With the shower head
they rinsed me off.  There I stood as hairless as a newborn babe.  My cock and
balls waving in the cool air.  It looked very strange.  I began to feel like
less than a man.  As Bambi and Babette dried me off they began rubbing their
bodies on mine.  Their soft skin was wonderful against my hairless body.
Ellen then said, "One more thing.  The B level girls are only allowed to wear
Chastity belts until they are promoted.  They will not be allowed to cum until
that time.  If you help them obtain sexual release you will be severely
punished."  With that she took her riding crop and lightly swatted my  hard
dick.  OH! That stung.  Ellen left the room.  Bambi asked me if I liked not
having any hair.  I said "No."  Bambi immediately sat in a chair and said, "I,
like everyone else here am your Mistress.  Lay across my lap!"  I turned with
a pleading look to Babette, but she only smiled.  As I draped myself across
her lap she caught my cock between her bare legs and squeezed.  It felt good
but I knew I wasn't going to be able to get up until she let me.  She then
rubbed her hands across my bare ass and said, "they are still red, but have
lost their glow."  With that she slapped my butt as hard as she could.  It was
already tender from having been spanked earlier, and still slightly wet from
the bath.   So when her hand hit my ass it really hurt.  Again her hand came
swinging down spanking my ass.  This was harder than the first stroke!  I
pled, "Mistress Bambi, I didn't mean any disrespect, this is just new to me.  Please
don't spank me anymore."  SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!  I was squirming from the pain but
my cock was imprisoned between her legs.  She stopped only long enough to say,
"maybe this will help you remember" and added 5 more strokes in rapid
succession.  My ass was burning and cherry red when she took a deep breath
before the 11th swat and delivered her hardest one yet.  I was crying as she
lifted a little out of her seat for leverage and brought her hand crashing
down onto my abused flesh a final time.  I was still crying and looking at my
cherry red ass in the mirror when Ellen returned with a cock cage.  She locked
my quivering member inside.  Bambi said, "Request permission to speak Mistress
Ellen."  I looked at Bambi. She had the same smile on her face as when she
told me to lay across her lap.  Quickly, before Ellen responded I said, "Thank
you, Mistress Bambi for my punishment."  She replied, "Your welcome.  I hope
it helps you remember.  Besides, I enjoyed having your throbbing cock
sandwiched between my legs and watching your red ass squirm."  Ellen led me
back to the main room.  I had no body hair, glowing buns and was wearing a
cock cage.

        In the main room all of the women were gathered.  Kathy the Head
Mistress stood on her podium in black corset and garters with perfect red
ribbon garnishing her breasts and pussy.  Facing her were the guards.  They
were also wearing black corsets and garters.  Instead of red trim they had
their whips and riding crops for adornment.  The riders were clad in the same
uniform, except brown.  Behind them stood the trainee level C's in their
beautiful see through chemise's.  Last were the trainee level B's naked except
for their chastity belts.  Ellen whispered to me to kneel before the podium as
my escorts joined the assemblage.  Head Mistress Kathy told all that I was the
lowest.  That I should be treated and punished as if I was in training as they
were.  She clarified that I must always be available to her and should not be
taking over the responsibilities of any of the other trainees.  She also said
that I must be able to cum for her on command.  If I am unable to the last
person who spent my cum, their supervisors, and my supervisors would be
punished.  She looked at me and said, "Adam if Bambi made you cum and you are
not able to cum for me I will whip you then Helen, Elizabeth, Bambi, Hilda,
and Ellen.  Each of which I am sure will spank you also.  So unless you want
to be spanked 6 times, always cum when I tell you to."  She next told Hilda
and Ellen to get me into shape.  With that she left.  Ellen told me to follow
her.  I responded "Yes, Mistress."

        In Head Mistress Kathy's bedroom suites she had me kneel.  She placed
her foot on my shoulder and unstrapped her spike heeled shoe.  Then she
unhooked her garter and started unrolling her stocking.  I shuddered with
anticipation.  Looking up her leg I saw her beautiful pussy with the lips
poking out of her strawberry blond curls.  She did the same with her other
foot and then removed her corset.  She  commanded me to kiss every inch from
her toe to her bush.  I did.  Placing each kiss tenderly and lovingly.  I was
overcome with enjoyment.  I buried my face in her muff until I thought I
couldn't stand it anymore.  Then she took me over to her bed and invited me
inside her.  I came almost instantly.  Shuddering with such strength I almost
passed out.

        This morning is a new day.  My buns still hurt, and I'm wearing my
cock cage again.  But I'm happy.