By steel doll
Playing with girls was not just a hobby but a way of life for Tim and things had always been easy for him from sports to women. Tim had just found this new site on the Internet and what intrigued him about this site were a category of women that classified themselves as a Dominatrix. These women seemed confident, intelligent, and for the most part better than men. The part that really attracted him was the god awful beauty of these women. Tim had played with girls all through high school /college and had never found one that was his equal. So, to find a self proclaimed class of women that openly stated that they made men their bitches was a challenge that could not be ignored. In fact it pissed Tim off that any woman could really think that they could best a male. Who did these women think they were anyway?
Tim had grown up learning from his father that men ruled the world and his family life demonstrated this fact quite pointedly. Tim’s dad said, and his mother did and that was how Tim saw life. That was until he contacted The Spidanatrix on the new site he discovered and found out just what a dominatrix was and could do. Tim’s plan was to introduce himself to The Spidanatrix, send her a picture of himself and she would be dropping panties for him in no time. Tim’s good looks and charm always had this effect and he had no reason to think differently about this lady. Tim had done his homework on the web site and The Spidanatrix was hands down the most beautiful woman not only on the site, but the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Tim knew he had selected his prey well and now he just had to hunt her down.
She had an inner beauty that shined so bright, that it blinded men into making errors in judgment.
Beauty was not just skin deep when it came to The Spidanatrix. No she had always been blessed with outside beauty, but it was the inner beauty that shined so bright, that it blinded men into making errors in judgment, that she capitalized on quickly and efficiently. The Spidanatrix wrapped her victims up one strand at a time in her sticky web until they were helpless and completely in her control. Her intelligence, beauty, and confidence were more than a match for any man and her newest little pet was going to be fun to snag. Little boi’s like Tim were just so funny to The Spidanatrix. They all thought that their looks and a bit of charm was all it took to gain a Ladies interest. With Tim this was not only the case but he was also a genuine asshole, who thought men were better than women and he was going to be taught a hard lesson that would change his life forever.
For the past few weeks The Spidanatrix had been taking phone calls from Tim and learning much about him. Most of the time he called drunk and liked to brag about his six figure salary and how so many women wanted him. The Spidanatrix just listened and casually agreed with Tim to keep him talking. She was taking notes about Tim and little did he know that she would soon be spinning a web that he would never get out of. The Spidanatrix had a plan for Tim and the fact that he was oblivious to his eventual capture made The Spidanatrix wet with anticipation. The first strand of The Spidanatrix’s web had been spun and Tim did not know it, but his addiction to her beauty and voice was quite apparent. It was time for the next strand to be spun…
Talking to this self proclaimed Dominatrix was expensive but Tim found himself enjoying their conversations and more to the point he felt that he was almost to the point of getting The Spidanatrix to drop her knickers. Tim knew she was impressed with his looks, job, and his material positions. She was always asking him questions about his work, friends, family, and such. Tim was so impressed with how things were going that he just relaxed more and more in his conversations with The Spidanatrix. In fact he was beginning to think about her more and more while at work and in his dreams. Last night after getting totally drunk and explaining to The Spidanatrix why men were superior to women, she commented on how smart he was and that she was so totally turned on by his confidence that she needed to get off the phone and privately masturbate to his image and male strength. Tim got off the phone and smugly sent her and email from his company laptop explaining all the sexual things that he would like to do with her and attached a picture of himself holding his cock. Tim went to bed and had his first wet dream in years. Visions of The Spidanatrix haunted him and the pool of semen in his bed was the proof of his eventual down fall.
The Spidanatrix was on the floor not one second after hanging up with Tim, laughing her fucking ass off. He was so arrogant, ignorant and chauvinistic that it just was killing her with laughter. Oh this was going to be fun taking this little bitch apart and rebuilding him into her perfect little cock sucking slut. Mmmmm, The Spidanatrix was just licking her perfect lips when an email from Tim came in. OMG he was such the fucking stupid asshole!!! Not only did he mention all the stupidest things he wanted to do, and send a full body picture of him holding his penis, but he sent if from his company’s corporate email account. The Spidanatrix once again doubled up in hysterical laughter at the stupidity of this dumb, soon to be slave bitch of hers. This was going to be fun…
Waking up with a hangover Tim recalled the previous evening and laughed. He was happy about showing The Spidanatrix more of him and he was sure that she would want more. It was so easy to impress women with his money and looks. God Tim could not wait for tonight he was thinking that perhaps she would give him a free cam show and that would be the beginning that Tim needed to perhaps gain and eventual date with this self proclaimed Goddess. Tim was obsessed with the thought of eventually bedding this woman and taking her from behind showing her who was really in charge. He was really hoping that tonight would be the first of many that would conclude in Tim completely owning this woman. Fuck what a trophy she would make. She was already so infatuated with him that it surely would not be too long Tim thought with a smile.
The life of perfection and paradise was one which The Spidanatrix wore well. Her flawless beauty, Mensa level IQ, and in depth understanding of the male mind made her extremely dangerous. But combined with her firm belief and practice of Female Supremacy she was a Black Widow when it came to seducing, teasing, and eventually capturing men in her web. The Spidanatrix had been spinning her web around Tim long enough now that she knew he was mentally addicted to her and now she was going make it impossible for him to escape. Her next step was to induce in Tim the angst of addiction withdrawal by ignoring him completely. The Spidanatrix knew that little boy’s like Tim became complete idiots when they were deprived of the pleasure material they pounded their little puds to, and Tim was probably the biggest idiot she had seen yet. She was looking forward to this part of wrapping her prey.
LOL it had been a week of the funniest shit The Spidanatrix had ever seen. Tim had been trying to gain her attention for days now, and with each attempt at contact The Spidanatrix had a different excuse. She could sense Tim’s frustration building and knew that the time was drawing nearer to pushing this little bitch over the edge. His attempts in the last two days were bordering on begging and The Spidanatrix was about to give Tim all the attention he had been begging for but it was not going to be what he was expecting. The fun was about to begin for The Spidanatrix and the horrible realization was about to hit Tim square in the face that he fucked with the wrong woman.
This fucking woman was starting to piss Tim off! He knew she wanted him, but over the last week she had one shitty excuse after another as to why she could not take his calls. In fact, all he got were three or four word replies to his emails saying stuff like “I am on a call”, or “I have company over”. Tim was really worried that he may have lost this hunt and it was really starting bother him. Women did not do this to him and he was chomping at the bit to catch this one. It was Friday night, Tim was drunk at home and it was almost a complete week from the last phone call with The Spidanatrix when Tim received a very interesting email from The Spidanatrix. It read as follows:
My distance lately, I know has probably been upsetting you and that is not my intent, but I have been evaluating just where this is leading and my emotions for you are getting very strong. I don’t normally get attached to my clients but your charm, intelligence, and great looks cause me to loose my breath. I do want to get to know you better but there is one thing I need from a man that you have yet to show you are capable of. You see I need a man that can show he has a soft feminine side also. It does not always need to be showing but I have to know the man I choose to be with, has this within himself and you have yet to show me even a glimpse of this. Perhaps you do not have this within you, but if so I really need to see it before I proceed any further in this relationship. If you feel that perhaps you do have this side to show me, then as a token I would like to see you wear a pair of panties for me. Perhaps you could resend the picture you sent before but wearing a pair of panties. This would mean everything to me…
Drunkenly reading the letter, and then again, and again Tim was flabbergasted at what she was saying and asking. She wanted him! She said relationship! She thought he was intelligent! He had her! God, finally he was at the point that she was ready to cave into his relentless pursuit. The only thing that bothered him was this softer side shit. Wearing a pair of panties? What the hell was that all about, how fucking fem can you get? These were the other thoughts in Tim’s head. But the other words kept looping around and around like a merry go round. Holy crap he was almost there, and Tim was picturing himself bending this bitch over the end of his bed with a hand full of her luxurious dark hair, making her call him daddy. Being drunk did not help Tim’s judgment as he was beginning to contemplate sending a picture of him in panties. He had even gone to his closet and found a pair that some stripper he had fucked a few weeks ago had left. It was a red thong style panty and Tim barely recalled the drunken fucking that they had done. But holding this thong Tim started to think no way was he going to do this. But it was a fleeting thought and all Tim could think of was getting The Spidanatrix into the sack. Tim drunkenly stripped put on the thong took the picture downloaded it to his company laptop and wrote:
Dear The Spidanatrix,
Here is proof that I have that softer side you need in a man. I really want to make it with you babe. Let’s schedule some time at a hotel somewhere and get to know each other. I really want to touch that perfect ass of yours.
Tim was about ready to pass out as he was hitting the send key. He had a moment’s hesitation that something might be wrong here but The Spidanatrix’s eyes and beautiful face drew him in like a fly to the spider. He hit the send key and promptly passed out with thought of The Spidanatrix taking his member from behind.
The Spidanatrix received Tim’s email and full body shot picture in a bright red thong panty and began laughing at just how easy it had been to catch this little slut. The web had been spun perfectly and the fly was now caught. Now all The Spidanatrix had to do was let the fly understand the predicament it was in. The Spidanatrix sat down and began to write the email that would in the morning when Tim awoke from his drunken stupor, change his life forever…
Too much wine was not conducive to feeling well when one wake up in the morning. At least that was the first thought in Tim’s head when he awoke. The second thought was of The Spidanatrix. He had printed a picture of her and it was next to his bed. Tim was so happy that she had written him and that she mentioned the word relationship. Tim felt a bit silly for the picture he sent but if it meant getting this bitch in bed then so be it. Tim got up showered, got something to eat and started to feel much better. That was until he began reading the email for the day. Tim was sitting at the center island in his kitchen when he began reading The Spidanatrix’s email. The room started to feel uncomfortably hot. In fact Tim began sweating profusely and the more he read the worse he felt and the more he sweated. The bagel Tim was trying to eat fell from his hands as he read the following;
That will be will be your name from this point forward. But first let me explain why. You see my little girl you have put yourself in a very precarious position and by sending me that cute little picture of yourself with cock in hand and then the one in thong panties you have given me the reason and the motive to ruin you. I hate arrogant, chauvinistic, asshole men and you are the personification of that type of man. The only thing that keeps me from ruining you outright is the fact that I relish breaking men to my will and you my new little bitch are going to be delicious!
Here is just a bit about me so you know what you have gotten yourself into slut. I love making men do what the FUCK I tell them and you my miss sassy britches and now going to do just that. You see thanks to your big mouth, your arrogant attitude, and just plain being a dumb fucking male, you have now put yourself in a position that you are owned by me. This may be hard for that little brain of yours to comprehend so let me break it down for you.
1. I know where you work, where you live, and your real name.
2. I have pictures of you that should I send them to your company as forwards from you original email would be pretty incriminating for you. I would send these to the customer service department of your company complaining that you are stalking me and mentally\verbally abusing me.
3. I am really thinking of putting your picture up on my website with your company customer service departments email address asking my friends and their friends to comment on how pretty you look.
4. Last but not least my little girl you sent me a picture not only from your company account but the picture in the background had a pot pipe and a bag of weed in the background. Perhaps this should be sent to you company also?
So here is the drill girly… I am going to say and you are going to do. If you do not do as told I am going punish you. Failure to accept your punishment will result in me exposing you and ruining your life! No bitch this is not a joke and if you get to feeling it is, you best ask yourself this, “Can I take the chance?” You seem to be doing pretty well for yourself little girl and I am going to be directing just when, what, and where you will do things from now on. You see I am a bit of a control freak and when I catch a male in my web I make them my slave (And that is what you are now) I micromanage their entire life. You as my slave are one that I am going to take extreme pleasure in breaking to my will. You are going to be completely electronically controlled online by me, and will jump when I say jump. First I want you to respond to this email but sending a simple yes Mistress. I will send your next set of instructions once I know we are both on the same page.
Jaw hitting the floor would be an understatement. Tim\kim was completely paralyzed. His face was numb, his stomach was doing flips, and his legs would not work. Trying to come to grips with what he just read was hard, as his mind could not focus. Tim\kim felt as if he had been hit with a ton of bricks. Was she joking? WTF was she saying? Calling me kim? Electronically controlled? All these thoughts were vying for some kind of understanding but Tim/kim could not get any of it to make sense. Could this be for real? Breaths were coming shorter and Tim\kim was beginning to pace around the kitchen re-reading the email on his crackberry. After the 5th time of reading the email, Tim/kim violently kicked the trash can across the room, spilling garbage everywhere. FUCKING COCK SUCKING BITCH!!! Who in the hell did she think she was? Slamming his fists onto the counter Tim\kim screamed an awful string of obscenities. “Fuck me running!” Tim\kim said knowing and coming to the realization that this was serious. She really could ruin him if he pissed her off. Not to mention he really knew nothing about her except what she had on her web site profile. Shit Tim\kim thought, The Spidanatrix could really fuck him up and he provided her all the information to do it.
Crap how stupid he was! Tim\kim thought he had impressed her so much that he never stopped to consider whether she might not have been, or the ramifications of her not being impressed. Wow Tim\kim started to laugh nervously, this was not funny, but the laughter still kept going. The laughing almost became hysterical but slowly it became something else, more like weeping. In fact the laughter was gone and now the hard realization began to set in that Tim\kim really fucked up and that The Spidanatrix really could do what she said. It started as just as shudder but the weeping began and before long Tim\kim was crying uncontrollably. He must have cried for an hour before his smartphone buzzed in his hand. The message read “You have 10 minutes to respond.” Tim\kim wiped his eyes, reflected for a moment and replied “Yes Mistress.”
To be a fly on the wall when he read that email and see his reactions would have been precious. Online enslavement had it drawbacks from the actually reality of doing it in person. But both ways ended up the same, the little boi became her bitch and this little boi was going to learn some humility and just where he stood in the pecking order of life. The Spidanatrix knew that right at this moment her little arrogant bitch boy was freaking the fuck out. He would be thinking about all the ways to try and run. Well, while he was thinking on how to get out of this web The Spidanatrix was starting the next round of webbing for her prey. Now that she had paralyzed her capture, she would quickly wrap him up. The Spidanatrix sat down at her computer and typed her next email to Kim as she was to be known from this point forward:
You are probably freaking out and just to comfort you I have not sent anything to anybody concerning this predicament you have yourself in. But if you do not follow my next set of instructions to the letter I am just going to tell all and never speak to you again. I will not care what happens after and I will block all communications from then on. The next few hours are going to be difficult for you and you may not make it through what I am going to have you do. But know this, if you don’t your world will be much different (In a not so good way) that you know it today. So all that being said, you will do as told and that means the following:
1. I want a resume from you. I want to know about your professional and business capabilities, and then asses of what other use you may be for me.
2. I want you send me a list of all major electronic equipment you possess. I like using technology to help me control my slaves and knowing what you have to help me accomplish that is what I am looking for here.
3. You like wearing panties for me? Guess so as I have a picture of you wearing some. That being a fact, you are going to go do a bit of shopping and the first things all new little slave girls get are panties. Yes Kim from now on you are going to wear thongs panties. You seem to like them from what I can tell, so from now on you will be wearing them. You are to collect 7 pair of pink thong panties and send me an email with a picture (Yes I know your phone is capable of this) of your panties and you wearing a pair. You have 3 hours to complete this task.
4. I want you to order a CB6000 chastity device. You may not know what this is but you will. Google it if you are not sure. Research chastity and this device as it will help you in the days to come. Trust me on this.
5. From this point forward kim is going to be your name and when we IM you will activate your camera and act as kim. You may not understand at first but I will correct you as needed. Also you will get a yahoo account that has the name kim in it. You will use this in all your communications with me and you will add it as an email account that your smartphone checks.
6. If told, you will send either video proof or picture proof whatever I ask of you will be done no questions asked. Failure to produce proof of what I ask will result in punishment. Trust me bitch I understand technology and I am going to use it to run you whole fucking life.
7. Your bedtimes from this point forward will be what I decide, and when you go to bed you will keep your web cam on. You will never know when I will decide to look in on you so ensure it is on. I know this means keeping a light on. But until I have you completely trained this will be what is done.
8. After listening to all your ramblings for the past few weeks I have learned much about you, and your company. The one thing I love about you corporate fucktards is how easy it is to use technology to run you. Basically you are already trained on how to use it and to organize your life with it. From this point forward you will also receive appointments, and tasks from me via Outlook. You see I know also that you smartphone is synchronized to your company email and that your business calendar is mirrored on your phone. So now that I know your corporate email address I can schedule\task you with outlook. You will never refuse any task or appointment I send you. If there are issues you can send a follow up email stating your conflict. I will determine the validity of your issue and amend accordingly.
9. Legs and arm pits are to be shaven immediately send, a short video showing me you shaving your legs and another showing me an overall finished job. You have one hour to complete this.
10. Go buy some hot pink nail polish and paint your toenails. I want a proof pic of this when it is completed. You have four hours to complete this.
I will send this task list to your outlook so that you can get familiar with me tasking you. From this point forward you will serve me and eventually you will find yourself looking for ways to make me happy on your own. Until that point you have some work to do now get going.
Kim just sat dumbfounded looking at her smartphone and trying to comprehend what was happening and the speed at which it was happening. She really thought she had it all figured out, but this was going in a completely different direction. Kim really was sickened by all the stuff The Spidanatrix was ordering her to do, but as it stood she could not think of any way to stop this. It was just going too fast, one hit after another and it was just not stopping. Kim felt her smartphone buzzing and knew that The Spidanatrix was filling her task list. Kim wiped her last tear away and decided to get started doing what she was being tasked with. She so wanted to run but that door was closed shut and locked behind her. All she could do was keep moving deeper and deeper into The Spidanatrix’s web and deal with the eventuality of becoming permanently encased.
Kim was learning the hard way just who the boss was, and she felt sad that she never even got out of the gate at the game she had planned. It was over before it started and now kim was about to embark on a far different journey that she could have ever imagined. With slumped shoulders, and a heavy heart kim stood, grabbed her car keys and walked out the door.
Exhaustion was the feeling that kim was feeling at this moment. She had been working furiously to complete all of The Spidanatrix’s tasks and finally arriving home after completing all of them she slumped in her recliner feeling totally humiliated and embarrassed. Buying the panties was the most embarrassing thing she had ever done, and it was a shock that the clerks zeroed in on her so quick. Kim had decided that to go to a bunch of different stores to buy panties was a waste of precious time so she went directly to the Victoria’s Secret at the local mall.
From the second she went in that store the clerks had her in their sights. kim was approached by Melissa instantly when she walked in and knew right off the bat that Melissa was trouble. She asked kim politely if there was anything she could do to help and kim made the mistake of telling her that she needed 7 pairs of pink thong panties. She told her they were for her girlfriend that lost hers on her trip and that she was flying in tonight. Melissa laughed put her hand on her hip, and grabbed kim by the ear and pulled her to her. Melissa whispered in kim’s ear “Bitch no self-respecting woman would buy 7 of the same color panties. Only little sissy cunt bitches by seven pairs of the same panties, you are shopping for panty collars and I know it. Now tell me the truth.” kim was not prepared for the speed and viciousness at which Melissa moved. Kim meekly in a whispered tone said yes.
Melissa dragged kim to the dressing rooms unlocked one of them and pushed her in. She then asked kim who told her to buy panty collars and why she was doing it. Kim told Melissa the whole story and Melissa began laughing. Melissa had seen this over and over and over working here. Kim’s story was not unique and in fact seemed to be happening more and more every day. Women seemed to have taken enough shit from men and were now taking what they wanted. Kim was a prime example of one way women seemed to be accomplishing this. Putting a man in panties was usually a first step and all women knew that once you put a man in panties, he would always be in panties. It was like a switch from man to pussy, and once he became a pussy from that point forward he would be the pussy of the woman that pantied him. Kim was the pussy of another woman and she was collaring him with a panties. This panty collar was marking this boi as her little sissified, vaginized, pussy boi, and Melissa was going to enjoy this.
Melissa told kim to contract her owner, and kim pulled out her smartphone and sent The Spidanatrix an IM. Melissa took kim’s phone and waited for The Spidanatrix to respond. For the next 10 minutes Melissa typed on kim’s smartphone and when she was done she handed it back to kim. Kim looked at the IM’s and felt her heart sink. The Spidanatrix had given Melissa permission to have fun with kim and both had exchanged phone numbers. Standing there in the dressing room looking at Melissa smiling at her was a very scary and embarrassing feeling. Kim wanted to run but, Melissa knew The Spidanatrix now, and to run only meant to be yanked by her digital leash (Her phone) back to Melissa. Kim just looked sheepishly to Melissa for whatever it was she wanted of her.
Melissa stood hand on hip and speaking to The Spidanatrix. She paused looked to kim and said quickly strip bitch! Kim wanted to say no but thought better of it and did as told. Standing completely naked in the dressing room with her clothes in hand, Melissa took them shut the door and left. Kim felt sick, and want to shrivel up and die. She was stuck in this dressing room and had no way to leave. God what had she gotten herself into. Just yesterday kim was a player and today she was being played.
Standing in the dressing room naked for over an hour had given kim a good dose of the position she was now in. Kim was completely dependent on Melissa and The Spidanatrix right now and there was not shit she could do but wait. Finally Melissa came back, but she was not alone. She had brought back two other employees and they were laughing their asses off when they saw kim in the dressing room. Kim felt her smartphone buzz and read the message. It was from The Spidanatrix and it simply stated “Do as Melissa tells you.” Kim looked to Melissa and Melissa smiled and said “Time for a little fashion show for The Spidanatrix. You are going to model what we bring you for The Spidanatrix. I will send her pictures from my phone and she will decide what you are to purchase. Guess it will be more than panties for you bitch! Ok girls let’s find some clothes for kim.
Two hours later completely embarrassed, humiliated, and $3000 dollars poorer, kim left the store. She had been forced to model bras, panties, nightgowns, pajamas, swimsuits and many other items that she would rather just forget. Not only was she forced to wear all the stuff the girls just kept bringing but Melissa made her pose for pictures she sent to The Spidanatrix. The Spidanatrix now had so much blackmail on her, that she would never be able to get away from her. Kim had at one point felt short of breath and almost passed out. Luckily Melissa noticed kim and quickly and with force, slapped kim across the face. Kim came out of it and continued on with the fashion show. Now walking out of the store kim walked slowly trying to comprehend what had just happened. There were so many things to process, like the feeling of the thong up her ass crack as she walked, the tight bra cinched around her chest, and the knowledge that not only had the clerks painted her toes a lovely shade of pink, but they also painted her fingernails. Kim was having trouble walking to her car as she was carrying many bags and a whole lot of mental luggage.
Once home, kim sent The Spidanatrix a video showing all her purchases and waited for her next orders. It was an hour later and the message read as follows:
My little wrapped up slave is now completely owned by me, and from now on you are going to learn just what it is to be the bitch. You see my little cunt, you asked for this by being such an arrogant asshole. I hate chauvinistic men and I think that the best way to treat a chauvinistic male is by making them into little sissies. So from this point forward you are going to be just that. In a few days your chastity device will arrive and I will have your little cocklett locked up and under my control. While at home you are to always be dressed in panties, bra, and a dress. For now you will keep you web cam on and I will keep a close eye on you. But in a few days when your collar arrives, you will keep that locked on you with the key attached to your chastity device via a numbered plastic lock. Now here is what I want you to do.
1. Respond to this email and I will give you instructions to order your new collar.
2. 1000 plastic numbered locks.
3. Send me the electronic receipts of your purchases.
Now that we have all that out of the way let’s discuss how we will relocate you to be my live in sissy maid…