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Subject: {ASSM} Big Barb's Bluff- Office FemDom
Date: Thu,  9 Oct 2003 21:10:03 -0400
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"Joe, I never did finish my story about Ashley's Dork." She started.
"You want to hear the rest, Joe?"

"Suit yourself." I told her. I was a little curious but even if I
wasn't I wouldn't have given her the satisfaction of making me admit I
didn't want to hear it. Besides she would have told me anyway.

"I'll be quick, Joe. Now that I know what a sensitive soul you are I
won't draw it out. I know that makes you nervous. Ella doesn't like
her bitch to be nervous."

"Very funny." I laughed nervously.

"Well, Ella called me into her office that night. She wanted a witness
so we could keep our stories straight if there was any trouble. He
never peeped. Anyway, this Dork - and he really was a Dork - was such
an idiot that when Ella told him she was sorry she yelled at him and
she wanted to make it up to him by letting him be with both of us the
idiot actually fell for it."

"Ella got naked and then the guy was really hooked. He jumped out of
his clothes. I knew what was up. Like I said she does this to all her
bitches. She had him lay face down and started to give him a massage.
I got the dildo out. I got hot knowing what was coming. I used the toy
on myself for a minute or two and that's what we used for lubrication.
It'll be the same with you, Joe. You'll have my cunt juice up your
ass. He-he I said "cunt" Joe. Oops. Your insides will be warm with my
thick, wet, juice. Makes you feel all gooey inside, doesn't it, Joe?  
Do you want me to stop, Joe? Am I getting you hot?"

"No, you're not getting me hot." Which was true. I was too unnerved to
be excited. "These are your fantasies not mine. But I'm done with the
coffee so I should get back on the phones."

"Hang on a sec, Joe. There's no need to rush back. Let me finish my
story - not fantasy."

I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me bolt. I
walked over to the table and leaned against it casually, arms folded.
"Go on finish your story then." I said.

Barb continued, "Well, after I lubed it up, Ella strapped it on. She
looked like some kind of space alien. That beautiful little body of
hers had that great big sling of pink rubber meat hanging down between
her knees, dripping with my liquid. And I do mean dripping. Nothing
excites me like punking out a virgin bitch. Especially one like you,
Joe. Always running your mouth. You won't be so sassy after I bang
your punk ass. I am going to ride that rump of yours. And this thing
is big, Joe, not just long. You are gonna know you've been reamed,
bitch."

"Anyway...she knelt down and licked his ass to fake him out. Not his
asshole, just his ass cheeks, but that was enough. `Can I lick your
asshole?' she asked him. He just about shot his wad right then. The
ignorant bitch actually thought Ella would really give him a rim job.
See why we called him a Dork? The next thing he felt wasn't her tongue
though. It was the dildo. It took a moment for him to realize what had
happened. When he did, it was too late. He was punked."

"I crammed it in him initially. It was too long, too big for Ella to
guide and get into position herself. The element of surprise was
crucial. I had to take his ass quick. As soon as it was centered on
his asshole I jammed it in. His comfort didn't matter. So you have an
advantage, Joe. You know what's coming. You can relax and enjoy it.
I'll take my time with you. I'll be tender. You'll see."

"Anyway... Ella's muscles are like elastic when she relaxes them but
they get strong as steel when she tightens them - you probably know.
She's so fit. And has such muscle control. Anyway, with the first
thrust I got it in about eight or nine inches then Ella quickly slid
her arms - stand up, Joe - like this. Under his armpits and reached up
behind his neck, interlocking her fingers- see? And pulled the punk's
head down so his chin is buried in his chest."

Barb demonstrated on me a wrestling hold known as a "Full Nelson"
(whether she knew it or not). Standing behind me like this she was
terribly imposing. I knew she was taller than me, but I hadn't known
till now that she also had broader shoulders than me. Her arms were so
long and powerful. I mean, I'm sure I could kick her ass in a fair
fight but if I let her get a hold of me from behind I'd be crushed.

God, it felt so good to have her hold me. I felt so secure, so
possessed. She was firm but gentle with her demonstration. I felt her
graceful power. Her sheer physical size allowed her to dominate me
without undue force. I felt weak. Pleasantly so. I wanted to give in
to her instinctively. She knew this. She straddled her stance to lower
her hips to the level of mine and thrust herself into me- I mean-
against me. Her movements were slow and gentle and powerful. She moved
me. Her gentle thrusts pushed me off-balance. She held me up easily.
Her manner commanded me playfully. She toyed with my body. She used me
as her punk-dummy.

Her hand moved to a point just below my navel. She said, "It'll come
up to about here, Joe. If you relax it won't hurt. It'll feel so good,
Joe. Otherwise, if you resist, it'll tear you up inside and eventually
you'll relax anyway. So don't fight it, Joe." She spoke to me so
gently. I could tell she felt real concern for me. Putting her warm
cheek against the side of my face, her luscious lips brushed my ear as
she whispered  "I want you to enjoy it, Joe. I want to see a dreamy
smile play across your face. I want to hear your moans of pleasure as
you whimper softly while I remove the last shadow of your masculinity.
Oh yes. You'll be mine then. I will own you." My body shuddered in
anticipation - I couldn't help it. I wanted so badly to be owned. "The
moment will come when you understand that giving yourself to me is
infinitely more pleasurable than anything you feel with those whore
friends of yours. Oh yes. Yes you will, Joe. You will whimper eagerly
for me to physically impose my dominance on you...for me to relieve you
of the little bit of manhood you have left. Then I will own you
out-right, free and clear. That will be our special moment, bitch."

" I want you to enjoy the feel of me taking you, punking your bitch
ass. I'll hump that smart ass attitude of yours into submission. Oh
yes. You will cream all over yourself while I punk-hump the hell out
of your bitch ass. Knowing that I have nothing but contempt for you
while I make you cum like you've never cum before in your life.
Knowing that you will do anything I say to experience that feeling
again. Yes. Yes, you will, Joe."

"I`ll tell you right now, once you've begged me to punk you over and
over, again and again, satisfaction will replace my contempt. I'm a
pushover, really. I'm not out for revenge. I want to help you get your
mind right. When you pledge to be my eternal sissy bitch I'll forgive
you. And you will, Joe. You will happily fetch the dildo like a dog
fetching a bone and bring it to me between your teeth. I'll make you
strap it on me and beg like a dog -a whining bitch - to be boned by
me. And I will bone your ass, bitch. I will. You wouldn't touch me
with a ten foot pole. But I'll take you with a ten inch rod. No hard
feelings."

Her hand felt my crotch. I was hard. She just felt so good against me.
Her voice was so sexy. I didn't like the idea of taking it up my ass
but if she simply rubbed up against like this, naked, and whispered
softly in my ear, I'd pop my nut pronto. I was near to popping now and
it shamed me. Not the feeling itself but the knowledge that she knew
my intimate thoughts, she made me give them up to her. She took that
from me. She felt the intensity of my need to submit. I couldn't deny
her power over me. My want of her - to be possessed by her. I felt
taken already. In my mind I was taken. Punked. She took me. I was
mind-punked. Barb had mind-punked me. I hated her for that.

She let me loose.

"Don't feel bad, Joe. It's a natural reaction. I mean for a bitch. It
always excites a bitch to be dominated by females. The bigger the
female the better. I'm gonna ruin you for these pretty little things."

She was trying to be sympathetic I think. Still... 

"Anyway...Back to our story. Then she wrapped her legs around his like a
vine. When she tighten up her muscles he was completely in her power
and the dildo compressed into his ass all the way. It didn't go any
farther up his ass, not right away, the rubber just compressed itself
in the eight or so inches of space it already occupied. Ella told me
about the compression part. It explained some of his later reactions."

"At first he struggled. It didn't help. Ella just drew down harder on
his neck. He had to subside - submit. He just whimpered and gave up.
He still wasn't relaxed but when he stopped struggling the dildo slid
a little farther in. Ella went to work. It looked like she was on some
kind of full-body workout machine at the health club. Every muscle in
her body flexed as she drove the dildo up his ass hard. He gasped. I
mean time after time he kept gasping. It was so funny. It was like he
couldn't believe what was being done to his ass. Each gasp was like a
new gasp. Like a gasp of surprise, I mean. Oh yeah. Ella surprised his
ass repeatedly that night. In time, as the surprise of these new
sensations wore off, he became acquainted with his punk nature and
enjoyed being used the way a punk is meant to be used."

"Ella went slow. She had to.  It wasn't easy. She drove her hips hard.
She was getting a work out. Even pulling it back took effort. Remember
she still had to keep him under control. He gave up struggling but he
still tensed against her."

"Then after about five minutes he really gave in. Ella wore him out to
the point he had to relax, involuntarily. He was physically exhausted.
Now the thing was really drilling deep. It started to feel good to
him. You could tell. I wouldn't say he was enjoying it yet, but you
could tell he was having good sensations. And the sounds he made. It
was hilarious. I laughed my ass off. I can hardly wait to see you, Joe
- bitch. It sounds like someone recorded the sound of a real slob
eating and drinking and then played it back backwards or something.
Funny stuff. Weird snorts and squeals. I laughed so hard."

"Then the dildo started moving easier and Ella drove it even deeper.
She is so good. She has such muscle control. She would vary her
strokes. The speed and depth. Then every third stroke or so just drive
it into him. I mean drive it hard deep in his ass. Or up his ass, I
guess is more correct. Anyway he damn well sure knew his ass was
getting punked. And this thing is big - you'll see, I can show you
right now I know where she keeps it - it takes up a lot of space
inside you. The Dork's eyes were popping out from the pressure inside
him trying to get out somewhere. The veins in his forehead were
bulging. Ears too. They were wiggling from Ella driving this cock so
far up his ass. When she pulled back on the backstroke - same thing in
reverse- I thought his stomach would cave in. Hilarious. It was so
much fun watching Ella work."

"Toward the end it was obvious he was enjoying it. Such pleasure. You
could just see it. It is so funny to watch the transformation of you
punk-ass bitches as you discover your true nature. Like a young girl
blossoming into womanhood. Ella asked him if he liked it. At first he
wouldn't answer. Then she threatened to stop. She said, "Do you want
me to stop, punk?" "No." he said, he didn't want her to stop. He
couldn't help himself. Ella made him say he liked it. She made him beg
her not to stop. Just by threatening to stop, not by hurting him or
anything. She told him if he stopped begging her for it she would stop
ramming his punk ass. He kept screaming (I had to put a sock in his
mouth.) for her to continue. Then he started crying like a little
girl. He heard himself begging to get punked up the ass and he started
crying. I never laughed so hard in all my life. I can't wait to get
you in there. I need a good laugh."
   
"Barb," I said. "You're so fulla shit."

"Oh yeah. You'll see. By the way, when Ella finished with him he had a
puddle of cum on the floor. We made him lick it up. By this time he
was so far gone he didn't know what was right or wrong or okay or not.
He had just heard himself say -beg- to be anal crammed- repeatedly. If
that were true, and he knew it was, then he couldn't trust himself to
think or judge the right or wrong of anything. He just obeyed. It was
so cute. He never licked up cum before. You could tell. The night was
just one big learning experience for him. He would try to lap it up
and it would slide off his tongue. You could see he hoped we would
tell him to forget it, but he was wrong. Finally he sucked it up like
a vacuum. It was adorable."
"Then it was my turn. I stood him up and bent him over the desk. Wanna
see?"

"No thanks. I don't need a demonstration."

"More like a preview, in your case. Or a rehearsal. Oh yeah. Keep
telling yourself it's only a fantasy. It will just make it that much
harder to deal with once we've punked you out. You'd be better off if
you accepted it now, Joe. I'm only trying to help. Seriously."

"I'll bet that, not too long ago, you never would have thought you'd
be some chick's bitch either. But you are. No big deal, right? It'll
be the same way after we punk you out. We'll be able to joke about it
then. You'll see. It'll be cute. You'll bring us coffee and wiggle
your ass like a tease. We'll laugh. You won't believe it was ever a
big deal at all. It'll be your job to sterilize the dildo... after
you've licked it clean. Nothing to it. It'll seem like you're cleaning
the coffee pot. Really, Joe, I'm just trying to help you out. To help
you make the transition. You'll just be going from being a Boss's
Bitch to a punk. That Dork probably never had sex that wasn't straight
missionary intercourse."
  
"Anyway...Back to the story. I bent the punk over the desk and took him
standing up. Ella got more leverage her way but for me I can really
lay into your ass standing up. Of course he, or is it she, I never
remember the correct term. Once a guy gets punked out is he still a
"he" or is he a "she"?"

I didn't answer.

"It's confusing isn't it? I guess it'll be even more confusing to you
after I punk your ass, bitch."

"Hey. That's enough of that crap, Barb."

"Okay, princess. I forgot how delicate your feelings are. Anyway,
there's not much left to tell. I drove the toy cock up his ass till he
came again. This time Ella was ready. She caught it in her hand and
rubbed it in his face. It was so funny but I was all laughed out by
that time. I just chuckled. It was my job to clean the dildo. It was
coated with this punk's shit. So I cleaned it. I had the punk kneel in
front of me with cum dripping off his mug as I sat in the chair and I
shoved the cock down his throat. I mean DOWN his throat. I wasn't
playing. I had a job to do. He was pretty much out of it. His eyes
were half closed but when I stuck that thing down his throat he woke
up. He couldn't breathe. He thought I was going to pull it out for him
but I was teaching him to deep throat while I cleaned the dildo off. I
took my job seriously. I let it stay deep. I crooked his neck back and
crammed it down further. Now he thought I was really going to kill
him. See Joe, this will really be helpful when your time comes - there
is no need to panic. It's like throwing a kid in the deep end of the
pool to teach him to swim, once he understood that cock was not coming
out he quickly learned how to catch his breath with a throat full of
cock. I did help him by holding his head in place. I'm not a bad
teacher. I can be gentle. You'll see, Joe."

"Barb, I gotta go." I said.

"Wait, Joe."

I stopped and she came up behind me again.

"Joe, I think you're getting the wrong impression. We were rough on
the Dork. But when your time comes we'll be gentle. I'll be gentle.
Firm, but gentle. You will get rammed and reamed but smoothly. I'll
control the force of it. I won't jerk you around. I'll slide it into
you nice and tight. You'll see. Here. Stand still."

She put her hips up against my ass just like before. But this time
instead of a full nelson she held me close with one arm around my
chest, the other down my torso, her hand cupping my crotch. Her chin
rested firmly on my shoulder as she pressed her cheek to mine. The
feel of her breasts pressing against my back was sublime. I was
melting in her arms.
"You can't tell me this doesn't feel good."

She started pushing the powerful pelvic bones of her hips into me.
Driving them softly into the meat of my cheeks as I held myself firm
against the coming thrusts.
"You can't tell me this doesn't feel better."

She could feel my throbbing cock, my beating heart, my heaving chest.
Every external component of my arousal unveiled itself to her touch.
Orgasm was imminent and she owned it. My orgasm would be hers. I owed
it all to her. This amazing amazon (herself unaroused) was about to
take carnal knowledge of me, (while we were both fully clothed),
without so much as a kiss. O! The conquering shame of it! But shame
itself could not quell my swelling need to express the contents of my
loins under her observing grasp.

I was about to have her orgasm! 
 
"It'll be just like this but with a rod up your butt." She cooed.
My dick shriveled. My balls turned into peas. She let me go.


"Okay, Joe. It may not sound so good to you now, but you'll see.
You'll like it. You'll like it when I punk you, bitch-t-ch."


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