DOMestic Bdsm and Female Domination

"Damn," mumbled Janet, "I was sure he would come."

"It's a bitch dear," purred Margo, "especially after you had
Leonard get you all that equipment to go along with your plan
for treatment. I knew he wouldn't keep his appointment. You
scared him."

"I meant to, I know I can help him if he will let me. I
understand him...."

Margo's voice stopped her in mid sentence, "he just arrived
Doctor, do you want me to send him in?"

"Would you come in her for a moment first, I have a file for
you."

"Yes Doctor," the intercom went silent and Margo entered the
office a moment later.

"How does he look," asked Janet as Margo came to the side of her
desk and picked up a file.

"He looks like a man who should not be here, scared out of his
mind.. You know your plan is very drastic"

Janet laughed, "I know, that's why I like it."

"Remember," said Margo, "just because you have a large clientele
in the gay community and have a great reputation for having
success with them does not mean you can transfer that into
treatment for a man into dominance and submission with a cross
dressing issue. I know it was part of your training in that
mystery country where you got that suspect medical degree, but
are you familiar enough with whips and chains people?"

"Let's not talk about where I got my degree, only that it got me
licensed to practice here. It is a very good school and I do
remember a lecture or two about what Tracy Cole is into. I know
plenty about whips and chains. Besides," said Janet with a
smile, "I dominate you and we love lingerie so much they call us
the Clark Street lipstick lesbians. Don't worry, I think I have
a handle on this patient."

"You told me what you think and what you are going to do and to
be honest I kind of agree with you. But it's way out there and
if it goes wrong he could sue you."

"Relax, I have him figured out, it will be ok. I have a plan."

"I hope so but just in case I am going to keep the intercom open
and listen."

"That's why I called you in, to make sure of it, and I want you
to record it also."

"Good idea, get a record in case," said Margo. "Where is the bag
of tricks?"

"Right here behind the desk at my feet so I can easily get to
it," said Janet, getting up and moving to the front of the desk.
She struck a pose and faced the door. "Now send him in."

Margo paused at the door. "You know, the way you look he will
probably faint."

Janet feigned surprise, "You mean the black vinyl turtle-neck,
short black leather skirt that barely covers my crotch, fishnet
stockings with garters showing and black shiny lace up boots
with a 4 inch spike heel could possibly have an effect on him?"

"Seeing you like that will send him over the edge." said Margo.

"It's what I'm counting on," the Janet said with a sly smile.

Margo re-entered the waiting room where the client Tracy Cole
was waiting patiently, and as she did so she watched Tracy's
eyes drop to her legs. Margo was wearing a short tight skirt,
hose and heels. She smiled at Tracy and said, "Leggs, Sheer
Energy, Suntan."

Tracy said, "I know."

Margo laughed and said, "of course. Go right in, she's waiting
for you."

Tracy entered the office and went weak when he saw her standing
at her desk, arms folded in front of her, legs spread, a no
nonsense look on her face.

"Sit down Tracy."

He did so.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes," he mumbled, even now less sure as to why he returned.

"You realize I am here to help you in whatever way I can," she
said moving behind his chair.

"Yes."

"I want you to relax, take a deep breath and close your eyes,"
came her soothing voice from behind him.

He did not need to see her. The vision of her standing in that
outfit was fixed in his mind.

"How is your hand?"

"It's fine," again a whisper, rubbing the wound. He closed his
eyes and pictured her.

"Visuals are very important to you aren't they," she said going
to her desk and taking something out of the bag that she had
prepared for him.

"Yes."

"Keep your eyes closed and picture me as I am," she said and
walked behind him carrying something in her hand.

"I am," another whisper.

She was standing behind his chair holding a round plastic collar
with an electrical device attached, The collar was wide open and
designed to lock when she snapped it closed around the neck.

"Now remember, you must trust me," she said and with a swift
move locked the collar around his neck. She stepped quickly to
the desk and picked up the remote that controlled the power to
the electric shock collar.

Tracy's eyes popped open and he stood up, his hands going to his
neck and as he did so Janet pressed the remote giving him a
shock. He let out a scream and jumped from the shock. She was
standing in front of him pointing the remote. He leapt toward
her shouting "what the hell are you doing!" and slapped at her
hand holding the remote. He hit her arm and the remote flew from
her hand as he pushed her across the room.

"Margo!" shouted Janet just as Margo burst into the room. "The
remote!" snapped Janet pointing to it lying on the floor at
Margo's feet.

Tracy was scratching at the collar and looking around the room
for the remote as Margo picked it up. He turned and lunged for
her and she pointed the remote at him and pushed a button near
the high end of the power. Tracy froze in his tracks, his hands
grasping the collar, his knees buckling as he tried to keep his
feet.

Margo took advantage of his dazed condition as he stood there,
his hands on the collar, his legs apart trying to recover from
the jolt of pain and steady himself. She took one quick step
toward him and with all her power gave him a vicious kick to his
balls. The point of her shoe caught him right between his legs
and she felt him rise off the floor as she drove her foot up
into his groin as far as she could.

He let out a grunt, the air rushed out of his lungs and he felt
pain like he had never felt before. He dropped to the floor like
a stone, curled up in a ball, gasping for breath.

Margo dropped the remote and quickly moved to Janet's bag and
took out a pair of handcuffs. Tracy was in no condition to
resist, the pain so great he didn't even realize what Margo was
doing. She easily pulled his arms behind his back and snapped
the cuffs on him. As she did so she called to Janet "quick, give
me some rope."

Janet pulled a length of rope from the bag and threw it to Margo
who quickly tied his legs, immobilizing him on the floor. Margo
stepped away from him and stood a moment, breathing deeply,
catching her breath. "He's not going anywhere," she said and
turned to Janet. They came together in a hug.

"You ok?" asked Margo.

"I'm great" said Janet as she pulled back from Margo's hug and
smiled at her lover. "And so are you. I just loved that" she
said with a laugh. "You are good."

Margo laughed, "Just taking care of your screw-up. I was worried
he hurt you and from the way he reacted I think he would have if
I didn't kick his ass," Margo said with a laugh.

They hugged and Margo pressed into her and gave her a passionate
kiss. After a moment Margo breathlessly said, "I'll tell you
something, I got a terrific rush."

"So did I," said Janet. "It was great."

"It excited me, it felt great I feel so powerful," Margo said
with a giggle.

"That's because he's tied helpless on the floor at our feet."
They stood, hugging and looking down at the still dazed man they
had overpowered. "And considering how much you hate men it's not
surprising you feel power after what you did."

The man began to moan and look around.

"He's coming out of it," said Margo pulling away from Janet.
"And I am justified in hating men."

"Agreed, but men have always had power over you, and suddenly
you have overpowered a man and taken control of him. Considering
your history your blood must be pumping. You have gone from
feeling like a victim to being a conqueror. My hero," laughed
Janet.

"You bitch," laughed Margo pulling her close again. "I hate it
when you are right. Have you ever had a man under your control
before?"

"No, but I feel like you, it's exciting."

"Don't you feel guilty being a pervert and a doctor.?" asked
Margo.

"No, I love it." She pulled away and picked up the phone. "I
have to call Leonard."

"What for," asked Margo as she stood next to Tracy lying on his
back, hands cuffed behind him, legs tied at the knees and
ankles. Looking at him struggling for breath she reached down
and picked up the electrical remote to the collar.

"What the hell.." Tracy tried to speak but it was only a rasp
and it was cut short as Margo pointed the remote at him and
pressed a button on the lower power scale. Shock raced across
Tracy's face and Margo giggled.

"Don't play with him without me," said Janet as she picked up
the phone.

"It's fun," laughed Margo as Tracy shaking off the effects of
the shock tried to speak again but the second a word came out of
his mouth Margo hit the button and Tracy shook as the electric
current again ran though him.

Margo leaned down and spoke into his face. "Let's she how long
it takes you to learn little man. Let's see how stupid our
little captive is. Open your mouth and the current goes up." She
turned to Janet. "How high can I turn it up before I kill him?"
she asked matter of factly.

"Leonard wasn't sure but he said be careful at the top end,"
said Janet. "A lot depends on his age and physical condition."

"Well he better hope he's young and strong," laughed Margo. "I
think I see a little fear creeping across our captive's face. I
think he is not going to complain anymore. Is that right
asshole?" she said giving Tracy a kick. "I like this Janet. I
think I found a new hobby."

"Leonard, it did not go well," said Janet into the phone. "No we
have it under control but we had better meet and do that thing
tonight instead of next week. Ok, thirty minutes."

"What are we doing?" asked Margo.

"Phase two, but sooner than I wanted. We have 30 minutes."

"Good, because I have an idea. I'm going to have some fun with
this useless man and find a use for him."

"What are you going to do?"

"Since he got me so excited and gave me a rush it's only fair
that I use him to finish the job," said Margo as she stood over
Tracy's face. She quickly knelt down on his face facing his
feet, and settled her crotch right over his mouth. "I'm going to
fuck his face, use his face to get me off." She began rocking
back and forth and side to side finding satisfying positions and
movements, riding his face for pleasure.

Janet laughed. "You're crazy."

"No, just excited. Come down here," she said grabbing Janet's
hand and pulling her. "Kneel over his chest, a knee on each side
and face me."

Janet did so and the women knelt on their captive, Margo on his
face and Janet on his chest. Margo ground her pussy onto his
face and leaned in and kissed Janet and began unbuttoning her
blouse. She kissed Janet and said, "this is great, play with my
tits while I grind my pussy into this face I'm sitting on."

They continued in this way until Margo worked herself up. "Oh
god," she moaned into Janet's mouth pounding her pussy down on
the face under her, "I'm going to cum on this bastard's face,"
and exploded into an orgasm. Margo held Janet as she came down
and glanced at a noticeable bulge in Tracy's pants. "The
shithead has a hard-on."

Janet looked around, "you're right." She reached back and undid
Tracy's pants and pulled them down and exposed a rock hard cock.
"Well, I guess we are not hurting him too much. Did you have a
good time?" she asked Margo.

"Great," said Margo.

"Then get off our toy, it's my turn."

Margo climbed off Tracy's face and he did not attempt to speak.
"I think our little bitch has learned some obedience."

Janet quickly swung her knees to the sides of Tracy's head and
settled her crotch where Margo's had just been. She had gotten
worked up with Margo and wasted no time in using her pussy to
fuck the face beneath her.

"Come on, Margo, get down here," said Janet.

"Ok," she said moving to the Janet's bag and taking out a whip,
"but first I am going to do something I have never even thought
of," and began whipping Tracy's cock.

"The bastard really likes this," laughed Margo, "I can't even
get it to go down."

"Stop having fun and get down here and kiss me," panted Janet as
she took her turn grinding her pussy into Tracy's face.

Margo dropped down on his chest and began kissing Janet. "You
said he liked panties and pantyhose so I think he is getting his
fill of both today."

"Everybody wins," mumbled Janet kissing Margo, "I didn't know it
would feel so good getting off fucking a helpless man's face,"
and continued grinding away until she got her orgasm.