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treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is
not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have
themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences:
don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you
live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is
solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly
cliche, horrifying and unintentional.
The following rules are for unowned subs looking for a little extra fun,
I know it may seem pretentious to some, but it's just for a bit of extra
interaction for those who may enjoy it!
Rules for the male subs (sorry ladies, I'll make it a point to do
something for you soon!):
As always, a constant theme in my stories are the rules... and these
are the rules for the un-owned subs that want a little control taken
from them. These are optional, at least until you follow rule #1..
Rule #1 You belong to me. Say it. Mark yourself as mine, either with
lipstick on your lips, or write my name on your body, tell me where.
You belong to me until your next orgasm.
Rule #2 Men, get naked. It's tonight's theme. Women, if you want to
play with the theme anyway, put on a fancy dress.
Rule #3 Have a tall glass of Ice water ready, when it becomes relevant
in the story, I expect you to do the same to yourself, as our
protagonist does to her boy toy.
Rule #4 I over use ellipses... ...really... ...I do... But I enjoy
this. Every time you see one, it is a reminder that I want you aroused,
if you need to take a moment to pause, reflect, arouse yourself, then
that is your moment.
Rule #5 You will not cum until the end of the story. There is a
command for you to do so... If you cum more intense than normal, I do
expect a thank you.
Enjoy.
Fair warning before we begin. A real CFnm event usually has an
expectation of no sex. Men are naked and usually submissive, women are
fully clothed and have an expectation of obedience and/or servitude from
men usually in the context of something like a butler or servant.. Ir
not sexual subservience... This story does not conform to that
expectation.
Mistress Dyvia presents:
CFnm: The Path to Power
pt 1 of 2
By: Mistress Dyvia
I looked out the window and saw the line of cars. The rich, the
powerful, and the wealthy. It was rare to see the biggest names you've
probably never heard of, but just like the rats scurrying beneath them
to carry favor, they need to make appearances at the biggest events...
even those of a more depraved nature or risk being excluded. And the
risk of exclusion comes the risk of losing their riches, their power and
their wealth.
I nodded my head to Luthor, and he picked up the phone. "Let them in."
I stood by the window in silence as I saw the gates to the mansion open
and the first of the cars pulled through, and then another, and another.
Checking IDs and invitations against lists as they drove to the front,
stepped out of their cars, and let the valets park them. Every one of
them had a reserved seat in the foyer. Yes, the money they spent on
getting through those doors didn't even get them past the main foyer.
I waited another twenty minutes after the last guest had been seated
before stepping inside. Luthor owned the mansion. For most of them, I
was a rumor, but one that had circulated amongst their interests. A
shadow not to be stepped on, or it could gobble them whole. I'm not
saying if it was true or not, but I did have the pride of knowing that
such a reputation was known amongst these people.
I stepped up in front of these people. "Good evening. You know who I
am, If not by name, then by reputation. Tonight we engage in a perverse
deprivation that many of you may enjoy, and many of you may fear. This
will be new to most of you. And when the evening is over, each of you
will have another weapon to wield against your rivals in this very room,
and you will have reasons to be civil."
I pointed to a door. "Men will go in there, and be given the
instructions for the night." I point to another door. "Women... you
will go in there, and I will instruct you as to how this night will go."
I give a look to the room. "Once you pass those thresholds, there is no
turning back. But then again, if you choose to leave there is no
turning back, you lose your privilege and standing within this group.
Good luck to all. We will meet you again in the Ballroom shortly."
With that... I stood up and walked towards the room that the women were
instructed to walk through. It was interesting to see what I had to
work with for women. Most were wives of rich men, a few were the rich
ones who saw their husbands go into the other room, a few were
girlfriends, and a few were in fact just escorts.
I honestly wan't sure how this was going to work with the gay men or
lesbians, but hopefully they would have some fun.
"Okay ladies. Welcome. The big mystery going into tonight is simple:
CFnm. Clothed Female, Naked Male. When we rejoin the men, they will
all be naked, and they will have all been informed that they are not
allowed to say 'no' or refuse any women. Marriages and relationships
have no bearing on tonight. So if you really want your husband, you
better find him first. If you really don't want to see someone with
their husband, you better get to him first. But truthfully, just go out
and have some fun."
I paused while their shock over what would happen tonight got through to
them.. And left. "So.. the night will be broken into four phases. The
first: The gathering. You will have two hours, we will all be in one
big room, the men are your play things, tease them, command them, stuff
them, whatever you want, they cannot say 'no.'"
I paused again to let their imaginations go wild. "The second bell will
ring, and you will all take the ribbons that will be handed to you as
you enter, and you will find a man, and tie your pink ribbon around
their dick and balls, they are yours until dawn. To do whatever you
want with them.
The third bell will ring: You can take them to your assigned room. You
will do what you want with them. Fuck them, have them fuck you. Tie
them to a cross bar, pull up a stool and force them to fuck you doggy
style, fine. Put them on their hands and knees, put on a strap on and
fuck them doggy style? Fine. Spend the night seeing which dildo's and
plugs fit better into which hole? Fine. Grab a crop and start spanking
their blistered ass until they are crying like babies for not canceling
Christmas bonuses, that's fine... or because they did. It really is up
to you."
I let their imagination go wild for a few minutes. "Now for the real
fun... When they leave, They certainly can't leave naked... so they
will leave dressed up in any fetish attire you want. Rubber? Fine. as
sissified women? sure. That's up to you. Dressed up as a barnyard
animal? Go for it. Just a trench coat? That too. If you want them to
have a little dignity, you may, but let's be honest, you know what they
would do to humiliate you if the situation was reversed... so I highly
recommend dressing them up as sluts, hookers, bimbos, or fetish wear
models, and treating them as such until the end of the night...
With a smile I told them..."The final bell... well that's where it gets
interesting..." and I told them, but to be honest, I'm not telling you
this part of the story just yet, that would spoil the ending...
Once the description of the night was clear in their minds, I gave them
a bit more. "There is a bit of Mind control here. I have a gas that
leaves you extremely open to suggestion for about two breaths after you
finish inhaling it, and the suggestion stays with you for about twelve
hours." I snap my fingers, and a projector turns on and simply states,
'I feel Powerful tonight.'
I snap my fingers again, and some dressed servants come out, and hand
out a small bottle about the size of a thumb to everyone. And in
seconds they were gone. "Don't worry you won't see them much tonight
unless I have a requirement, your men will be the regular servants if
you need them." I pause. "Open the top of your bottle, and press it to
your nose, inhale it, and look at the sign screen again." I pause
waiting to see who is doing it, and who is not. "A show of hands, how
many of you actually feel more powerful?"
Most of the hands rose. "The rest of you I assume don't trust such
chemicals... Do it."
The rest of the woman reluctantly inhaled the bottle and looked at the
screen. I smiled. "See, feeling more powerful already."
"Now in a minute we are going to go into the next room, you'll see
plenty of reclining chairs each with a small gas tank and mask. The
servants will help you put them on, and you will watch a little video
that will help you get into the mind set needed to make sure this night
goes off wonderfully."
There was a bit of hesitation. "Now." And the door opened, and a few
women started to trickle inside... The others stayed where they were.
"Do you really want to be excluded from the group?" and those ten words
motivated the rest to follow.
The amusing part is that the boys would be given a much simpler
presentation. Basically told they wouldn't be allowed clothes, they
weren't allowed to say no... and they would have to watch a presentation
to go over the rules. Except the rules were being forced into their
minds while they were in a hyper-suggestive state.
The signal was given in the form of the first bell, and the doors opened
up and the newly focused men and women met for the first time. The men
now so very subdued, and probably not understanding why, as the women
were more confident, aggressive and sexually minded than they ever had
been, but unlike the men, they did in fact understand why.
The juxtaposition of it all was glorious. The men entered from the
right, and they didn't have a stitch of clothing on them. Many of them
were embarrassed and many of them unsure of what to expect, they
understood the rules, they could only wear clothes if women not only
gave them clothes, but commanded them to wear them. Clearly a few of
the men had expected their wives, girlfriends, or partners to come and
save them... they did not.
Despite my warning earlier, part of the video they watched 'encouraged'
them not to be with their partners... and in fact to be outright
hostile towards them... While the boys were told to obey all women, but
to try and entice their partners.
I watched plenty of men try to approach their partners and be stopped by
another woman. Sometimes they would tease them, or make out with them,
and just as they were getting excited, abandon them. Some would
actually make it to their partners only to have them start a
conversation with their men, while making a show out of pleasuring
another man. Some would start giving a hand job to a man, just to stop
after he was very hard... or looked like they were about to cum.
I think the one that stuck out as the most amusing experience to me, was
the man who went up to his... wife? Yeah, I'm pretty sure they were
married. And he was saying something to her, and she dismissed him non-
verbally. I hadn't actually considered that in their programming, they
had to do what they were told. He just kept talking to her. And she
refused to say a word to him, and kept trying to 'shoo' him away... he
just kept talking. And then like a snap, she got up angrily and told
him to get 'on his fucking knees.' and he did, shocked and a little
afraid, and pointed to another man and told him to come closer. She
made her husband lick his balls, until he was hard, and then she started
giving her husband that hand job he seemed to always want, while she
made him suck the other guy's cock. No, none of them came, but I was
pretty sure both men were ready to... but then.
It was glorious!
As the social event carried on, some of the women would gather in
circles to dance or chat with men naked men standing behind them hoping
for attention. Other women simply walked amongst the men touching them
in ways the men were clearly not used to. So many of the men were
informed that their dicks were too small for real women...
"Can I get you anything, Mistress?" a voice came from behind me.
I turned around to face the voice. I looked him up and down and
smirked. "Tall glass of Ice water." No man would hear the word,
'please' this evening from a woman, well there was one exception, not
that it really counted. The naked man came back at an excellent time
with my tall glass of Ice water. "Are you trying to please me?"
"Yes, Mistress, You are beautiful."
"Am I?" I asked with amusement in my tone. "Do you fantasize about
fucking me?"
"Yes, Mistress... I think I could." he nervously responded, unable to
lie to me.
"Good. Look at me..." I watch his eyes go over me. "Start stroking
yourself."
His hand went to his cock and he started stroking. "Like this,
Mistress?"
I nodded my head. "If that's how you masturbate normally, yes." And he
continued, I would pose a bit for him, turn sideways, exaggerate my ass,
until he looked like he was about ready to cum. "Stop." he did, though
he looked disappointed. "Bend over., put your hands on the ground.
"Yes. Mistress," he said as he complied. His ass was way up in the air,
his legs slightly parted, weight distributed between his hands and his
feet, and his cock, still hard pointing down. I stepped along side of
him and knelt down and reached for his cock as if I were about to milk a
cow, I gave it two long and slow strokes, I felt it tense and squeeze in
my hands as if his cock wanted to get larger and shoot right out of his
skin... it didn't. And then I brought my glass of ice water up and
felt his whole body tremble as I slid his cock right into it. He
gasped. And I held it there for a few minutes until he was no longer
hard.
"Straighten up." he complied, And then I offered him the glass of
water. "Take a sip."
There was a look on his face that told me he did not want to. But he
said, "yes, Mistress," and took a sip.
"No, 'Thank you?'" I asked.
"Thank You, Mistress."
"You are so welcome, pet. Doesn't water taste so much better after its
had a nice hard cock in it?"
"Well, not really, Mistress."
"I don't want to hear that, take another sip, and tell me that a glass
of water tastes better after it's had a nice yummy hard cock in it."
He was clearly bothered by this, but he took a sip. "Mistress, you are
right, water tastes so much better after it had a nice yummy hard cock
in it."
I smiled. "Good, now go get me another glass of water, and ask the
bartender for gloves from me.
"Yes, Mistress." and he complied.
Again, I made him masturbate while watching me. Though this time when
he bent over, I put a the gloves on and started rubbing my finger over
his asshole and then dipped his dick into the water with the tip of my
first finger slightly in his ass. And again, I stayed like this with
very little movement until he was no longer hard.
Again, I made him take a sip of the water, but this time when I asked
him if he liked it, he said, "Yes, Mistress, water tastes so much better
after it has had a nice yummy hard cock in it."
I smiled. "Good answer, now go get me another glass of water, but ask
the bartender for a ringed butt plug."
He looked a bit nervous, but said "Yes, Mistress. As he started walking
to the bartender."
And once again, he masturbated to me, and yet again, I had him bend
over. "Do you like things in your ass, Slave?"
"Not really, Mistress."
"But you want to try a butt plug in your ass tonight, right?"
He hesitated. "Yes?"
"Good enough." I said with a smile that could be heard as well as seen.
I placed the glass of water on the floor, and then I opened the box
with the plug in it, it even had a little sample bottle of lube in it,
Luckily I still has my rubber gloves on, and I swirled it around his
cock as much as I did around his sphincter, even worked it in a bit, and
then I placed the tip of the plug against his ass. , and with my other
hand I started masturbating him again just to make sure he was fully
hard. "Ask me for more." I commanded.
"Please Mistress, More.. I need more."
"Granted." I said as I kept stroking his cock at an even pace and then
inserted the plug into his ass... and then took the glass of water and
brought it over his cock. And one more time, I just held it there until
he was soft.
This time I looked around and I saw that I gave some of the other women
ideas, as I could clearly see the bartender was much busier now giving
out toys to men who were bringing them back to the women they were
trying to gain favor from. I led the boytoy to the bartender, and
requested a leash. I clipped it to the back of his plug and led him
around the perimeter smiling and waving at some of the women as they
teased and tormented their would-be lovers.
I coached my toy for a specific response, and walked up to a group of
girls chatting. "Are you ladies enjoying the evening so far?"
There were nods and comments that affirmed that they were, in fact,
enjoying the evening.
"Good, good. I want you to meet.." Shit I never did ask him his name.
"Sissy number 3." which led to giggles all around. "I plugged him and
had a leash in his ass, he wanted to tell you all about it. Go ahead
sissy, tell them..."
He stepped forward. "Men are so ridiculous trying to present that we
are tough, strong and dominant. We are weak, and I am proud to be weak,
and I think being led around by a hot woman holding my lease to my butt
plug sets me free to enjoy who I really am."
I giggled, so did the girls in the circle, I handed the leash off to one
of them. "Pass him around."
A continued on for a little while. And then made my way to the front,
it was almost time for the second bell. I positioned myself at the
podium just in time for the bell to go off. "Alright, hope you've been
having fun tormenting one another. Okay, that's a lie, very few men are
tormenting the women as far as I can tell. But at this point, I would
ask all the men to line up on the bright side of the wall, and all the
women on the left..." I waited a few minutes as the groups lined up on
opposite sides of the rooms and a few more dressed servants came out.
All the women were handed ribbons, and the dressed servants were gone.
"Alright ladies and naked-men, this is where the fun starts, I'm going
to count down from three, and then you are going to mingle a bit,
ladies, you have five minutes to claim your man, just tie that ribbon
around their cocks and balls. And they are yours for the night..." a
slight pause, "Any questions?"
One man raised his hand. "You don't get to ask questions, that was
intended for the women." he put his hand down.
Then I continued. "Three... Two... One!" and with that most of them
men approached the women, but the women seemed more enthused and broke
into the line of men and it seemed like utter chaos for a few minutes.
I honestly couldn't say what motivated the women for their choices, did
they see a man they liked? Maybe they saw a man who deserved to be one-
upped from previous encounters? Maybe they were intrigued by cock size,
though I doubted that given my own preferences, but I suppose if some
women weren't excited by size, the phrase 'size queens' wouldn't be a
thing... I just don't get that... Maybe some saw a man behaving a
certain way and thought he was cute like a puppy dog. Or perhaps a man
has a certain physique. Regardless, it appeared as though most of the
women had an idea of who they wanted.
When the frenzy seemed to be gone, I spoke again, "Alright, I think we
might be done, but just in case, anyone who hasn't found a partner
please move to the right wall, and all partnered couples please move tot
he left.
A few moments later, I saw that there were three men on the wall. There
were no women, hmmp.. How the fuck did i screw up that logistical
mistake?
"Well now... we might have an issue here. I looked at the crowd. "I'll
take one man, which leaves us with two. What do you think we should
do?Let two women have an extra man? Do a lottery and let one woman have
two extra men, or should we let one of these men take the role of a
woman, and let them play with each other...? Its your choice."
To Be Concluded.
And it really is your choice. I'm letting my readers decide, if no one
votes, then I won't conclude this story.
Your choices:
A) Two women have an extra man.
B) One women has two extra men,
C) One man takes the role of a woman and is given the last man.
Let me know.
Kisses to all, I'll be looking forward to your feedback and likes...
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to go back to being boring old men, step forward... Zaps until all the
men go back to their dommes.
"Clearly there are no males here."
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