So was the life of Leslie. Outside of his fetish, his being was small and insignificant with boredom taking hold and leaving him in a state of depression for weeks without end.

Nevertheless, something did happen to Leslie, producing meaning and purpose within the remainder of his days. As he was downstairs in the basement of the newspaper building, he momentarily turned off a machine. Next, the man heard the sound of footsteps coming down one of the stairwells from the upstairs office area, getting louder and louder. In fact, eventually he could discern that they were the sound of a woman’s footsteps. Finally, he turned to look. There, almost directly before him stood a tall beautiful dark-haired lady. Her hair was such that she had it cut short. However, it wasn’t extremely short, producing the appearance of an ancient Roman goddess with her mane raised to the top of her head. Dressed completely in black, she wore a skirt suit, the type of outfit most of the professional career ladies wear. Also, this woman had on a pair of black leather stiletto boots reaching up to her knees. Leslie said to himself, " That explains the sharp sound of her walk." Looking at her as she walked directly up to him, he immediately felt respect go through his entire being. Being extremely attractive, she nonetheless, had a very stern, intelligent, and serious look upon her face.

Staring at him, the lady said, " Hello, my name’s Ms. Victoria Oppenheimer, I happen to be the new company officer." The company officer was the individual in charge of the whole operation; in other words, the CEO.

Standing before her and feeling somewhat inferior, Leslie said, " Hello, I’m Leslie, and I’ve been working down here for a few years."

Giving him a slightly agitated look, she said, " I know, I’ve got all the employee records upstairs."

Leslie felt even lower as she made him look foolish. Then, she next said, " This company is going to have to work harder in order to compete with the larger newspapers. Therefore, an hour from now, all associates are to be summoned to an upstairs meeting about company policy." She added, "Remember, one hour from now, turn off your machine so as to hear the intercom." Leslie told her he would comply. Turning around, she simply walked away and went back upstairs.

The hour up, Leslie turned off his machine. Sure enough, a few moments later, Ms. Oppenheimer’s voice said over the intercom, "All associates to the conference room for a company policy meeting." Walking away from his machine, Leslie proceeded up the stairs to the large room. When he arrived, the man sat himself down upon one of the chairs all facing a podium and looking forward. Looking around, he noticed that just about everyone else was already there.

From a side door in front of the room, Ms. Oppenheimer walked out and went up to the podium. Next, she started to speak, " This paper is in some trouble; however, I can turn it around and make it work. All I need is everyone’s full cooperation." Next, the stern, yet beautiful lady, began speaking of all the details, giving everyone new rules and procedures. Everyone sat and listened. Even the people who usually speak out and complain a lot were taken back by the power which she radiated. Within his mind Leslie thought, " This is truly the future of womanhood!" Beginning to fantasize, he pictured himself kneeling before her and licking those magnificent boots!

After the meeting was complete, she dismissed everyone, and all went back to their work stations. Completing his workday, Leslie went home.

Arriving at work the next day, he found that things were indeed starting to change. Truly, she seemed to be on top of everything and knew the specifics behind everyone’s job, radiating authority, and causing everyone to comply with her wishes up to this point in time.

A few months into the future, the paper did turn around. Sales were up and profits were flowing in. All in all, Ms. Victoria Oppenheinmer managed to create a secure company with high priced stocks.

Nonetheless, even though the company was now in an obvious state of success, many of the people working under Victoria were somewhat resentful of her, starting to sometimes look frustrated when she gave them orders. This went on for some time; however, no one ever dared to speak out directly against her. An equilibrium was finally reached, and the days continued.

On the contrary, this general pattern of resentment didn’t apply to Leslie. Moreover, he would always be as polite as possible toward her. If the lady dropped something as she inspected the machine area, he would immediately go over and pick it up for her. Also, one day, Victoria’s secretary called off sick; Leslie immediately volunteered himself to make Victoria’s coffee and help with the running of errands.

As a result, many of the other employees were quietly annoyed with Leslie’s constant submission and subordination. Sometimes he would hear some of his co-workers whisper to one another behind his back, " He’s a real ass kisser." This didn’t bother Leslie at all, for he was indeed a literal and physical ass kisser, that is, of women. All the women that he dated in his life had their asses kissed. Further, he would kiss their behinds for hours non stop, loving the feeling of subordination that went with it. Of course he did; he truly believed in the superiority of women.

Victoria, on the other hand, began taking notice of his constant humility toward her. As he continued performing every aspect of his job exactly as she requested, the assertive woman couldn’t help but take a liking and interest in him.

Having fantasies about her, Leslie desired to be her mate. Indeed, his true yearning was to be her slave, wanting both of them to be married in a mistress-slave relationship. He would dream of this constantly. At night, as he lay awake in bed, Leslie would have visions in his mind of serving her hand and foot, dreaming away about doing all the housework with her constantly ordering him about.

One day at work, Leslie had to take some papers to an upstairs room. As he walked through one of the corridors with a window, he saw Victoria standing toward the window with her hands folded behind her back. Together with the boots, she was an exhibition of Napoleonic power, turning Leslie on as he gazed at her magnificence.

Continuing to desire her presence evermore, he nevertheless couldn’t work up the nerve to tell Victoria that he was interested in her. All he did was curry favor with the lady as best he could.

However, a month later, while Leslie was by his paper machine, the phone next to the printer rang. Turning off the contraption, he picked up the phone, and ask, " Hello, who is it?"

The voice on the other end of the line was that of Victoria, proceeding to say, " Leslie, come up to my office; I’ve something to talk with you about."

Leslie wasn’t sure what she wanted; he simply said he’d be right up. Going up to her office the man was greeted by the secretary.

Buzzing Victoria, the young lady said, " Leslie’s here."

Next, the office door opened and Ms. Oppenheimer stood there looking at Leslie, saying, " Come on in." Leslie entered her office. Then, she said, " Have a seat." Setting himself down on the sofa opposite her desk, he watched Victoria walk behind her chair and lean herself against it, facing Leslie. Afterward, she said, "I’ll be right up front; I want to take you out."

The words hit Leslie like a freight train. He was totally flabbergasted. At first, he didn’t know what to say. However, he finally managed, " Yes, I would like that very much."

" Then I’ll pick you up at seven o’clock tonight.", she said. Leslie agreed. Finally, the CEO told him to go back to work. Obeying her order, he immediately walked out.

For the remainder of the work day, Leslie felt excited. His chance had finally come. She was truly dominant; he loved the way she simply took control and told him that she was going to pick him up, not like so many of the other women who desire the male to take them out. With the work day finally coming to an end, he left the building, going straight home. Then, he remembered upon arriving at home that she didn’t ask for his address. However, it occurred to him that in her office files, she obviously had everyone’s name and address.

After arriving home, he performed a few tasks that were routine for the day. He continued until he looked at the clock and saw the time was now six thirty. Leslie got dressed in clothes which he felt would be appropriate for the date, even though he had no idea as to where she intended to go. Finally, seven o’clock arrived and the man heard the sound of a car pulling up just below the living room window of his apartment. Next, a lady got out of the car. Looking downward, it was Victoria. She walked to the apartment building lobby, and then Leslie heard the sound of his buzzer. Consequently, he pressed the button directly below the speaker and let it go a few seconds later. Listening closely, he started to hear the motion of the elevator down the hall. Then, the sound of boots could be heard. This sound excited Leslie. Moreover, the heels of her magnificent footwear echoed throughout the entire hall. He was truly elated by the haunting echo as it bounced from wall to wall. She moved ever closer. From his perspective, she radiated power; he was overcome by it. Also, his prick began to erect slightly, but he managed to get it under control. Finally, a rap was heard upon the apartment door. Leslie opened it, and there stood Victoria in all her splendor!

As Leslie gazed upon her for a few seconds, he could make out her attire. Aside for the knee-high black boots with stiletto heels, she wore a black skirt which went about two inches below her knee. Also, she had on a white blouse with a black jacket over it. The jacket went down to her hips. Further, she looked quite splendid. Dominance and mystique sprang forth from her very stature. Leslie then asked her to come in. She did and walked into the living room. Looking around, she said, " Somewhat small, but I guess it’s adequate." Then, the lady spoke in a confident tone, " Let’s go, I’m starved." Leslie obeyed and left his apartment right after her, locking the door behind him. They walked to her car. He moved over to the passenger side and waited until she unlocked the door from the driver’s side. Finally, he got in, and she drove off.

After fifteen minutes of driving past, Victoria pulled into the parking lot of what Leslie knew to be a restaurant. She parked the car and they both walked into the building. Next, they sat down at a table and waited to be served. A waiter came up and gave Victoria a menu after he could discern that she seemed to be the assertive party. She ordered something for both of them. Furthermore, Victoria didn’t even bother to ask Leslie what he wanted. She merely dictated to the waiter the order. Leaving, the waiter came back a few minutes later with the food. He turned around and was about to go away; however, she snapped her fingers after him. He came back and ask, " Is everything all right mam?"

She answered, " Yes, and this is for you."

She gave him a forty dollar tip. Looking surprised, yet happy, he thanked her with great respect, turned around, and left.

As they ate dinner, Leslie was completely impressed with her. He admired the way she ordered his half of the food without asking him first. This actually turned him on. In fact, Leslie had an erection all through the course of the meal.

While eating, she constantly talked with him. As a matter of fact, she constantly talked at him. The whole conversation was about her plans and her goals. She never seemed to take any interest in his life. It was as if he didn’t have one in her eyes. Nonetheless, Leslie embraced it all. She was truly full of herself. In essence, this is what he always wanted in a woman.

The dinner complete, the two got up and walked to the register. She paid the bill and left another adequate tip. Together, with Victoria in front, they left the restaurant.

After they got into the car, Victoria looked at Leslie and said, " Let’s go to my place, I want to show you around." This stimulated Leslie. She started the engine, and they proceeded to her residence.

Finally, she pulled into the parking lot of a large modern looking high-rise apartment complex. Leslie asked, " So you rent an apartment here?"

She turned to him and said, " No, I own a condominium here; it’s on the top floor of the building ."

Afterward, they both got out of the car and walked to the main entrance. They entered the lobby and was greeted by the doorman. He let them into an inner set of doors. Victoria walked in first with Leslie following. Leslie was struck by the splendor he saw about him. He immediately realized that this complex was for the very rich. Luxury was all about in every direction he turned his humble eyes. Next, they both walked to the elevator. Victoria pressed the button and a few moments later the door opened. They got in, and the entrance closed itself behind them. Softly, the machine started to move upward. After a few seconds, the door of the elevator opened to reveal the top floor. Victoria stepped out with Leslie at her tail. He followed her down a beautiful hall with lovely works of art hanging upon the walls. Further, at a few points along the hall, chairs were placed with tables next to them.

Truly, this place was a lap of luxury. Everything was perfect. He said to himself, " Being a submissive sometimes has its payoffs." Eventually, she stopped in front of a door and reached into her purse. Next, Victoria produced an electronic device which looked like a television remote control. Then, she pressed a few buttons and the sound of a click came from the door. Ms. Oppenheimer turned the knob and opened the entrance. Finally, both of them walked in.

When Leslie looked about after she turned the lights on, he was overcome by pure elegance. The condominium was large. He’d never before seen such a large living room. The furniture was all of the most expensive kind. He remarked to himself, " She’s got money."

Afterward, she told Leslie to sit down upon the magnificent sofa. This he did. She walked into another room and stayed there for a few minutes. Next, she returned without her jacket and purse. Then, as if she knew him forever before this moment, she simply ordered, " Go into the kitchen, you’ll find two glasses and a bottle of soda. Go fill them up and bring them out." After she said these words, the queen simply sat herself down and crossed her legs in the feminine style.

He got up and went into the kitchen. Leslie found the bottle and poured out the beverage. Also, he thought to himself, " This is the first time I’ve ever gone out with her, and she’s already way ahead of me." Consequently, the thought started to make him hard. However, he managed to keep it down enough as to conceal it. He reentered the living room and gave her one of the glasses.

Then, she told him to sit down. He did so and took a few sips of the soda. As she drank the contents of the glass, the lady said, " Since you already went out with me, you’re obviously interested in me." Next, she went on, " Therefore, I wish to keep seeing you, and I don’t think that’s going to be a problem with you." Leslie agreed, and said he would love to continue dating her. She looked at him for a few moments and said to herself, " This guy is truly submissive, he does whatever I say; I think I’ll start testing some of his limits tonight." With that thought going through her mind, she asked Leslie, " What do you think of my boots?"

Leslie looked down at them and said, " I like them very much; they bring out the essence of your character."

She then ask in a slightly demanding voice, " And what may be the essence of my character?"

" Assertive", he answered.

She looked at him again for a few moments and asked, " Why don’t you get down on your knees and start kissing my boots?" Leslie couldn’t believe her words. His dream was starting to materialize itself to a concrete reality. Therefore, he immediately obeyed. He knelt in front of her and started to kiss. He kissed for a good ten minutes. She placed her glass upon the living room table and said, " That’s enough." He stopped and she stood up. Victoria looked down at him and again thought to herself, " I’ve finally found what I’ve been looking for, a slave; I’ll keep this jerk for good; he’s mine." Thinking these thoughts, Victoria noticed that she was beginning to get wet at the crotch. The sensation of power was starting to consume her. Thus, she was now sexually stimulated. Looking down at Leslie, the woman ordered, " Take off all your clothes!" He did as she commanded, removing everything and placing the attire upon the sofa. He now knelt before her completely naked. She stared down at him and noticed his erection. This pleased her, for she now knew for certain that he was a true submissive. Hence, she had his mind enslaved.

Next, the lady removed her skirt by lowering it below and under her feet. Then, she took off her blouse revealing her black lingerie. Finally, Victoria simply removed all her underwear and stood naked before Leslie, save for her boots. Afterward, she dictated, " Stand up." He stood up and the top of his head reached only up to her eyes. Indeed, this gave her much pleasure. Looking down at him gave her a sensation of power. On the other hand, he too was pleased with the fact that she towered over him, for it only magnified and exemplified his servitude.

Then, she ordered, " Get down on your knees behind me and start kissing my ass!" He obeyed.

He knelt behind the glory of her magnificent and superior female ass and started to kiss. He kissed and kissed! Moreover, his kissing turned into a ritual of worship. The longer he kissed, the smaller he felt. The feeling of smallness dominated his entire psyche. He started to say, " Oh Victoria, I’m a man; my place is to serve and obey the superior female sex!" Leslie went on, " Men are here to kiss the asses of women, nothing is more correct and appropriate than a man kissing a woman’s ass; it exemplifies the essence of the whole meaning of life!" He said these words as precum dripped from his cock. The male continued to adore her lovely behind! Furthermore, it seemed to her as if he would never stop unless she ordered him to. This assertion turned out to be correct, for the lady let him kiss on, and he never stopped! Forty minutes had now past, and he still kissed with as much vigor as when he first started! Also, Leslie went on and on about how much he respected women, and how they should take over every function in society and rule the world. His words made her ever the more wetter at the crotch, for she agreed with everything he said. Likewise, she supported every organization for the advancement of women ever since her high school days. Now, she had a male kissing her female ass and telling her precisely what she always wanted to here.

Finally, she gave the order to stop kissing and adoring her ass. Therefore, he obeyed her command and just sat there with his behind upon his heels. He gazed up at her butt with a look of total respect. Next, she turned around and looked down at him saying, " I agree with everything you just said." She went on, " Women are smarter and superior than men. Consequently, one day, we’ll rule the world and all of you helpless males will serve and obey us with complete devotion and respect." He just stared up at her and absorbed her words into the deepest recesses of his brain. Everything she said seemed perfect to him. Indeed, he was overwhelmed by a hypnotic feel of correctness.

Then, she said with the utmost confidence, " We’re going to get married; is that clear?" He nodded in agreement. She went on, " We’re going to have a dominant submissive relationship; I’ll be the all powerful mistress, and you’re to be the lowly slave." She continued, " And furthermore, before we get married, you’re to sign a paper which states that if we do get divorced, you’ve no claim to anything; is that also clear?’ Again, like a trained dog, he nodded in agreement. Then, her voice said, " Also, before we get married, whatever little you have, you’re to give to me." He agreed with all she said. He was completely in her power. Leslie had no will to resist, there was nothing he could do. In fact, if she were to order him to jump out the window and land fifteen stories down to his death, he probably would’ve done it. He was putty in her hands, and she loved every minute of it. Then, she said, "As a reward for your compliance, you can continue kissing my ass." Again, she turned around, and he started to kiss. He kissed and kissed for another thirty minutes until she gave the command to stop. He obediently stopped, and she turned back around. " Lick my pussy!", she said. As a result, he proceeded to stick his tongue into her cunt and began licking! He went on and on. About five minutes later, she let out loud moans of pleasure. Next, she started to talk about the power she has back at the company building. She exclaimed in sexual delight, " I’ve hundreds of people working under me; I’m the power in that place; I’m the one who gives orders!" She went on, " All are beneath me; I’m superior to everyone there; I know how to do their own jobs better than they can!" Also, Victoria proceeded, " They should all lick my cunt and kiss my ass!" Next, our lady said, " When I’m around everyone else, they appear as ants; I feel so much above, like a princess among peasants!" As he continued to lick, she finally reached an orgasm.

With her elevated sense of self glorification complete, she turned around to get her panties and bra. The elegant lady proceeded to put them back on. Next, she returned into the rest of her attire. Leslie, however, just knelt there looking up at her. Then, she said, "Get dressed; put your clothes back on." He obeyed, and did as he was told. After he returned into his clothing, she said to him, " Now listen, and listen carefully." He nodded in humble agreement, and she continued, " Don’t even bother returning to work tomorrow; you’re to quit your job." She spoke further, " Since we’re getting married, I’ll support you, I need you to fully devote yourself to being a good house husband; I want you to be a good homemaker and slave." Then, she gave him further instructions, " Starting tomorrow, I want you to place an add in a paper and sell all the furniture and durables in your apartment; I want you to get rid of all non basics; all you need when you move in here are the clothes on your back; is that clear?" Once again, like a trained animal, he nodded to her satisfaction. Next, she said, " The money you receive upon selling all your junk, you’re to give to me, and I’ll decide how you spend it, if I let you spend it at all." Finally, she proceeded, " You’re to be totally dependent upon me." Leslie couldn’t agree more. He voloped in her control. Truly, he respected every fiber of her being.

She then gave him the order to leave. After that, she simply said, " Go down to the lobby phone of this building and call yourself a cab to take you home."

He replied, " Yes mistress, all shall be done as you desire."

He left the condominium and walked down the hall, used the elevator, and went down to the lobby. He did precisely as she ordered. The taxi arrived, and he was driven home. Finally, the humble one paid the fair with his own money and went up to his apartment.

The next day was quite busy for the pathetic little male. He called a newspaper and placed the add that she ask for. Next, he started to pack together most of his basic essentials into a suitcase. He only left out a few days of clothing and the toilet articles for daily hygiene.

Victoria, on the other hand, returned to work the next day. She noticed that many of the people were quietly talking amongst themselves as to the whereabouts of Leslie. She then decided to use her business skills and capitalize on his absence. She said over the intercom, " All associates to the conference room for a short meeting." Everyone arrived and the lady proceeded with the brief lecture, " In case some of you have been wondering about Leslie, I fired him." As a result, some of the employees looked at one another in amazement, for Leslie was a good worker and hardly ever missed a day’s work.

One of the female employees finally spoke up and asked, "Why was he fired?"

" Because he made too many mistakes when I gave him specifics to run off", answered Victoria.

The lady asking the question seemed a little puzzled but accepted the answer.

Then, Victoria said, " We have to make sure this place runs properly; a suitable replacement will be found in a few days; however, in the meantime, I want you, Sam, to fill in for him for those few days." She pointed toward Sam as she gave him the instructions.

However, Sam asked, " What about my work?"

She gave him a straight look and said, " Your stuff can wait for a few days; it’s not the highest priority." Sam seemed somewhat insulted; however, upon recalling what she said about having Leslie fired, he didn’t dare say anything. Thus, Sam accepted her decision. Finally, Victoria said, " You can all go back to work now." Everyone got up, left, and Victoria went back to her office.

Upon arriving in her plush abode, she picked up the phone and dialed Leslie’s number. He answered, and she ask, " Are you doing everything I ordered?"

" The add’s placed in the Times.", replied Leslie.

Knowing the Times as the largest paper in the city, she said, " Good, at least that paper has many readers." She continued to talk, " Tonight at six o’clock, I want you to come to my place with only your essentials. Leave the message machine on in your apartment; one of us can go back there sometime in a few days to see who’s interested in buying."

In compliance, Leslie said, " Yes, I’ll be at your place tonight."

The evening came and Leslie took his suitcase and went down to his car. He entered the vehicle after placing the case into the trunk and drove to the front parking lot of the building she lived in. He got out, took his suitcase, and walked to the front lobby. He told the doorman who he was and that he’s to see Victoria Oppenheimer. Telling him to wait, the doorman called up to her condo. Afterward, he came back and let Leslie in. Leslie proceeded to the elevator and went up to the condo. He knocked upon the door and she opened it. " Get in here", she ordered and closed the door after Leslie entered. In a stern voice, she said, "Go in bedroom and place that suitcase on the floor." Next, she flatly stated, " When you’re in there, undress yourself completely and come out naked." Therefore, he entered her chamber and placed the suitcase upon the floor. Also, he couldn’t help but notice the large king-sized bed. He simply undressed, throwing his clothes upon the bed and walked out to the living room where she was standing. Victoria was wearing her usual boots. However, this time she was dressed in a short leather mini skirt. In addition, she had on a black leather bra. As a result, the black boots, the black skirt, and the black bra, made her the perfect image of a dominatrix. She ordered, "Get down on your knees!" He obeyed. Walking over to the kitchen counter, the woman picked up a collar with a chain attached to it; she had stopped at an adult bookstore after work and purchased a couple of fetish items. Next, she walked back to Leslie and placed the collar about his neck. He noticed that at the end of the chain, there was a small coil up box in her hand. Therefore, the line could be extended to reach any part of the condo from any other part. In other words, the mistress had him on a leash and could simply yank it whenever she wanted something from him if he were elsewhere in the flat.

After she placed the collar about his neck, Ms. Oppenheimer said, " Now I want you to get up and start dinner, you’ll find all you need in the kitchen. Also, I want you to study this whole condo tomorrow while you’re here and I’m off to work." She continued, " You’ll familiarize yourself with everything. Everything you need is here; all you need to clean, cook, and wash the clothes, for as you may have already noticed, this condo has its own private utility room with a washer and dryer." Then, she said, " You’re only going to be permitted to leave this place once a week to go shopping. Further, you’re never again to wear any clothes except when you do go out that one time to shop." Next, with a stern voice, she yelled, " Is that clear!"

Leslie nodded in complete subjection and simply said, " Yes mistress, I’ll obey your every command." Afterward, he said, " Thank you mistress for putting me in my proper place as a male."

This gratified Victoria. She smiled down at him and said, " Oh, and one other thing, tomorrow you’re to call the junk yard to tow your car away. You don’t need it anymore. When you go shopping, you can call a cab." She continued, " You must have the title in your suitcase; go get it and give it to me; I’ll simply stick it under the wiper blade tomorrow morning while leaving for work." Leslie got up and walked back to the bedroom, he produced the paper and then came back with it as the line recoiled. He gave it to her. She moved over to her desk and placed the paper down. Next, she went back to Leslie and yelled, " Now get in that kitchen and start cooking!" He obeyed and proceeded to prepare the meal.

They ate dinner that night with her seated at one end of the table and he at the other. After they finished the meal, Leslie washed the dishes while she sat down behind her desk and finished some work left over from the office.

However, when he finished the dishes, he felt the need to take a piss. Therefore, he walked out of the kitchen and went into the bathroom. Obviously, as he walked into the bathroom, the line uncoiled even further. Consequently, this told Victoria that he was moving about and going elsewhere in the place. She got up and recoiled the line as she moved, following it to the bathroom. When the lady arrived, she saw him standing in front of the toilet bowl with the seat raised and taking a piss. At first, Victoria just stood and watched him piss until he finished. She stood there also as he flushed the toilet. Then, a look of anger started to glow from her. He gazed at her in fear. Afterward, she grabbed him by the hairs on the top of his head and pushed him down to his knees. She slowly went down with him also. Next, she screamed into his ear, " Lower that seat!" This he did. She yelled with complete fury, " If I ever see that seat up again, there’ll be hell to pay!" Victoria pointed her index finger at the bowl and said, " Never, never, ever do that again!" She spoke further, " From now on, whenever you take a piss, you sit on the seat and stick your cock between your legs; is that clear?"

His humble reply was hardly a whimper, " Yes mistress."

Then, the lady yelled, " Nothing infuriates a woman more than the sight of a raised toilet seat!" She pushed him upon getting up. He fell over, and she walked out; the sound of the line uncoiling was the only thing that could be heard.

Later that evening, she took a shower and he after. Both of them turned in upon the king-sized bed. However,. before they fell asleep, she said, " Lay straight on your back." This he did. She pulled down her pajama slacks and sat on his face. Next, she ordered him to explore her pussy with his tongue. He did so until she was gratified. Finally, she got off his face, pulled up her slacks, and went to sleep.

The next morning the alarm rang and they both got up. She got dressed for work. Victoria walked over to Leslie and placed the collar and chain around his neck. Next, the evil dominatrix removed the coil box from the end of the chain. Mistress said, " When you’re alone, you simply have to have the collar on and the loose chain dangling. However, when I’m here, the coil goes back on so I know where you are." After placing the collar about his neck, she walked out to her desk and picked up the title. She placed it into her pocket and then went into the kitchen. Victoria yelled while sitting behind the kitchen table, " Get over here and prepare some cereal and coffee!" This he did. She drank the coffee and ate the cereal. After she finished, she got up to leave. The career lady took her brief case and said, " This place better be perfect when I’m back tonight." The dominant lady left for work. Also, she past his car on her way toward her vehicle and placed the title where she said she would. Next, Victoria went into her car and drove off.

Back upstairs, Leslie made breakfast for himself and drank some coffee. Then, he started to familiarize himself with every detail around him. Further, he made sure he’d become the perfect house boy. Finally, he had a system set up, such that every Thursday afternoon he would have to do the shopping. This would cause him to come back around six o’clock every Thursday evening. Also, that morning, he called the towing company. An hour later, from the condo window, he watched his car being lost forever by the tow truck.

That evening, she returned home. She seemed pleased with the way he took care of all the housework. She continued to order him about over everything. However, he simply obeyed and life went on. Further, she told him to check his answering machine at his apartment. He did that. There was a message inquiring as to the furniture for sale. Victoria told him to give her the keys; she would go there on Saturday and sell the stuff herself. Afterward, the woman called the interested party and made an appointment for the next Saturday morning. The lady went there and sold everything. Further, she kept the money. Also, she contacted the landlord and told him Leslie had moved and the apartment could be rented to someone else.

They got married. The weeks turned to months. As time went by, Leslie noticed that she became more and more demanding. In fact, she became completely self indulged. The slightest mistake on his part would bring down her wrath. He took it all with total humility. The more submissive and docile he became, the more assertive and dominant she became. Further, if the egotistic female had a bad day at work, she would let all of her frustrations out on him.

So was the case one evening after work. Things just didn’t go very well at the company. Mistress came home visibly agitated. As she entered the condo, she threw her briefcase upon the sofa and walked into the bathroom to wash her hands. As the lady left the bathroom, she angrily yelled, " Dinner better be ready!"

From the kitchen she heard, " Yes mistress, you can come and eat." She walked into the kitchen and sat down behind the table. Next, Leslie sat down at his side. Both of them picked up their forks and started to eat.

Leslie finished a few bites when all of a sudden he was startled by the sound of her fork crashing down upon the table top. He looked up straight into her diabolical fury. Then, she yelled, " You fucking asshole, can’t you do anything right!" Leslie was now frightened. She continued, " All day I gotta work with idiots and morons. When I come home, I expect everything to be perfect!" She screamed on, " You fuck, this stuff tastes like shit!"

Leslie replied as a frightened child, " I cooked it like the directions said."

" You cooked it like the directions said!", she angrily repeated after him.

The female slammed her fist upon the table. Then, she got up and raised her plate of food. She quickly carried it to the kitchen sink and threw the whole plate into the basin. As a result, the plate broke into fragments. Afterward, she turned around and walked back to Leslie. She grabbed him by his collar and pinned him up against the wall behind his seat. Sticking her face into his, Victoria screamed, " When I come home, I want the food done right; there’s no way I’m coming home from a day in that place and have to eat shit!" She started to shake him and yell, " Do you understand, there’s no way I’m gonna eat shit!" Letting go of him, she moved back a step. Leslie just sank to the floor and sat there feeling small and ashamed. However, as she looked down at his pathetic frame, a short but wicked grin crossed her face. The vixen quietly said, " There’s only one person in this place who’s gonna eat shit tonight, and it’s not gonna be me." Leslie just sat there looking bewildered. Then, she turned around and walked over to his plate of food. She picked it up and returned, placing the dish down upon the floor right before him. Next, the dominant wife turned around directly before the plate. She opened her skirt and let it fall to her boots. Afterward, she pulled her black panties to her knees. Finally, she squatted over his plate, placing her lovely ass above it. A second later, Victoria shit directly on top of the contents of his meal. Next, she stood up, raised her skirt off the floor a few inches, walked backwards with the food plate between her boot soles, and then stuck her ass directly into his face. Only one word came from her mouth, " Lick". Leslie stared at her ass; it was beautiful and deserving of all respect. However, kissing a woman’s ass is one thing, licking it clean after she just took a shit is another. As this thought ran through his helpless mind, he heard her dominant voice, " If you don’t lick my ass clean, you can kiss this marriage together with my ass goodbye." Leslie now had no choice; for if she divorced him, he’d have nothing. Moreover, he only had one set of clothes to his name, the set he used to go shopping with; she threw away all the other clothes which he brought with him. Therefore, the male obeyed and licked the female’s ass clean. After she felt clean, she pulled up her panties and skirt. Victoria turned around and looked down at him for a few moments with satisfaction. Then, she turned around again and went to the table and picked up his fork. The mistress gave it to him and said, " Stir all my shit up together with your food and eat it all; I want that plate clean." Leslie felt revulsion but nevertheless complied. Doing as she ordered, he consumed all the food and shit! To his surprise, it wasn’t as bad as it smelled. After completing his most humble task, she looked down and said, " Get up and fix me something right." He obeyed and got up. Next, he started to prepare something else that he had in the refrigerator. Finally, Leslie finished making it as she sat on her kitchen table chair and looked on. He set the plate before her, and she started to eat. This time the meal was to her satisfaction. She completed eating, got up, and walked in the bedroom. She returned with the coil box and placed it back on the end of his chain. Next, the dominatrix walked out into the living room as the line uncoiled. Finally, she sat down on the sofa, reached for the remote on the cocktail table, and turned on the television to watch the evening news.

As she viewed the set, Leslie bent down and picked up his plate. He threw it into the kitchen waste basket together with the food remains of the dish she had previously thrown into the sink. He quietly cleaned out the basin of the residue, throwing the broken china pieces into the basket. Next, Leslie simply washed the remaining dishes after removing them from the table. He proceeded to clean everything else also. Further, while washing the china, he dropped a fork in the sink. Victoria looked toward his direction with a hateful glance and then turned her attention back to the television after slightly increasing the volume.

As he cleaned the kitchen, commercial time came upon the tube. In fact, a particular commercial came forward. It was an add for a video about the Third Reich. She looked on attentively and watched. Moreover, a scene came on with an entire company of German soldiers goose-stepping down main avenue. Their boots made a tremendous sound as they moved forward. Instantly, Victoria felt a sexual rush at the mighty sound of leather footwear striking the concrete. As the commercial came to an end, she yelled to Leslie and pulled on the chain, " Hurry, go to my desk and get a pen and paper and copy down that 800 number!" Leslie moved as fast as he could. He got the paper, grabbed a pen, and copied the number as it came upon the screen. She said, " Leave it there and get back to work." Consequently, Leslie returned to his domestic chores.

With the news over, she turned off the television. Leslie was also finishing up his kitchen duty. When he finished, she said, " Go back and get that number and order the video." He did as he was told and ordered the video with one of her credit cards. This completed, they both finished the day with whatever trifles came their way. Finally, night arrived, and both turned in. Also, Leslie felt a little sick to his stomach that night, but the succeeding day everything was back to normal.

The next few weeks went by with her usual abuse every evening. However, upon arriving down in the lobby of the complex one day after work, she opened her mailbox to find the video inside. She pulled it out together with the rest of the mail. She went upstairs and entered the condo. As usual, Victoria found Leslie standing there naked with dinner ready. She got herself cleaned up and sat down to eat. She ate dinner in relative ease and then went into the living room, opened the package, and placed the video into the VCR. A few moments later, the image of Hitler appeared with the sound of his voice screaming throughout the condo. She sat on the sofa transfixed and watched until the marching scenes started. There it was, hundreds of SS soldiers in black uniforms marching in perfect formation down main avenue. The image excited her as the boots made that sound which dug deep down to the core of her inner being. Then, she got an idea. Her entertainment center in the living room was quite technical. There were many things that could be done with it. Stopping the video, she rewound it back to the beginning of the marching. She plugged in the recording jack for sound only so as to transfer the sound upon a cassette. Next, the lady took one of those cassettes that run continuously, that is, after one complete revolution, the tape simply runs back to its beginning without stopping. Hitting the record button, Victoria started the video, recording the entire marching sound as to fill the whole tape. Now, she had the continuous sound of march nonstop. If the woman wanted to, she could listen to it for hours.

Next, she transferred the tape to the main cassette drive of the stereo. She turned it on; the sound came. Turning up the volume, Ms. Oppenheimer just stood there listening to it. Furthermore, goose bumps began to envelope her. Afterward, her vaginal cavity started vibrating in harmony with the footsteps. Moreover, her crotch was becoming hot. In fact, she felt a power sensation in combination with a sexual urge. As a result, she proceeded to remove all of her clothes. Finally, our lady stood before the blaring speakers completely naked save for her beautiful sexy high-heeled leather boots. The marching sound continued. Next, mistress started to finger herself. After a few minutes, she reached an orgasm.

As all of this went on in the living room, Leslie finished with his humble cleanup task. He looked on as she bathed herself in her glory. He gazed at her in awe as she finally fell back into the sofa after orgasm.

However, one orgasm is never enough for the clear sexual superiority of women. As she sat on the sofa with the tape still going, the gothic lady ordered him to come forward. This he did. Standing before her, she said, " Get down on your knees slave and start licking my boots." Leslie did as she commanded. He began to lick and lick. As he licked away, Leslie noticed that he too was beginning to be affected by the sound of the tape. The boot noises penetrated ever deeper into his mind as he adored her magnificent black leather footwear. With the tape going, and the sight of her stiletto boots, he felt the power radiate from her very being. Further, her greatness completely engulfed him. Also, the feeling of humility became so intense that he almost blacked out for a moment. However, he regained himself and continued with the worship ritual. This all went on for two hours nonstop as she let the tape play. At last, after she fingered herself to several orgasms, mistress finally got up, pushed him aside, and turned off the tape.

For the rest of the evening, she would glow with a total feeling of self recognition.

The next few weeks went on in a basic routine. Everything continued with the fundamental format of their subject-object relationship. Also, at work, everything proceeded with nothing exceptional. Nevertheless, a few more weeks would bring new frustrations for Victoria. Many of the people at work were starting to give her trouble. In fact, she could easily sense that there was growing resistance to her tyranny. Therefore, she reasoned that certain people had to go, for they became progressively more open in their defiance of her. She had to do something.

Upon driving home one day, diabolical dark hairs continued to think of her problems at work. Nevertheless, as she entered the parking lot of the complex, she got out of her car, entered the building, and went upstairs to her condo door. Victoria reached into her jacket pocket, producing the remote to open the door. She pressed the appropriate buttons; nothing happened. With all of her frustration at work, she wasn’t particularly in a good mood. Also, today was Thursday, and her little slave was out grocery shopping. Once again in agitation, she pressed the buttons on the devise. Nothing happened. She said, " Shit." With her anger, she threw the remote to the floor. It hit the floor and just lay there. However, just as the woman was going to bend down to pick it up, she saw a flash of red light come out of the front laser cell. The flash only lasted a fraction of a second. " That’s strange.", she said to herself. However, she simply bent down and picked it up and tried again. Again, nothing happened, the door simply wouldn’t open. Therefore, Victoria went back downstairs and told the doorman that her remote doesn’t work. He asked no questions; he merely returned to his small booth and came back with a set of keys. He politely said, " Please use these." She took the keys from his hand and went back upstairs. Afterward, she went to her door and opened it with the keys instead. The mistress entered the condo and threw her briefcase upon the sofa. Also, it would be about an hour before the slave returns and dinner is served. Therefore, she made herself a cup of coffee and sat down on the living room sofa. Next, the lady looked at the stereo and decided she wanted to hear some music. She got up and reached for a piece by Chopin. The gothic female placed the CD in its place, turned on the system, and listened to Piano Concerto Number One in E Minor Op. 11. She sat down upon the sofa and then realized the volume wasn’t loud enough. However, the CEO was too tired to get up again. Then, the diabolical mistress remembered she still had the remote in her jacket pocket which she was still wearing. She reached for the devise hoping it would perhaps still work for the stereo. Victoria pointed it at the system and pressed the volume up button. What happened next terrified her before she got herself back together. The entire stereo system shrank before her very blue eyes. It got smaller and smaller with the sound of the music fading away. Victoria watched as it shrank to a mere three inches in height from its original six feet. Next, she looked down at the remote in her hand, quickly placed it upon the cocktail table, and jumped away. She just stood there and stared at the object for a few minutes. Then, she slowly walked back toward it and picked the devise up. Ms. Oppenheimer looked at it in her hand. " What could’ve caused it to do that?", she ask herself. Moreover, she wasn’t an electronics expert; however, she did know a few basic things about circuit theory. Consequently, the lady correctly reasoned that something must have gone wrong with the thing; when she threw it to the floor, the circuits must have been rearranged in such a way to produce a one in a trillion chance arrangement placing the electronics in a configuration that is yet undiscovered by modern science. Also, this novel configuration somehow unleashed unknown properties of space and time. Further, these thoughts began fascinating her as fear let go. Next, she pointed the remote at some other object in the room. This time it was the lamp next to the sofa. Blue eyes again pressed the volume up button. As a result, the lamp too shrank before her ladyship. Now, she thought, " If I press volume up and objects shrink, then if I were to press volume down, then maybe the objects can be brought back to normal." She pointed the devise back at the lamp; she pressed the other volume button; nothing happened. Next, she tried to bring the stereo back to its original size; nothing also happened. Afterward, Victoria pointed the devise at some other object and started pressing other buttons. Again, nothing happened. However, she returned to the volume up button and pressed it. The object shrank. She now discovered that only the volume up button shrinks objects, and once shrunk, nothing can return them to their original size. Victoria stared at the remote in her hand for a few moments. Then, she felt an overwhelming pleasure in her genital area; the sensation eventually reverberated throughout her entire frame. The witch said to herself, " This is power I’ve got in my hands; this is a form of power that no one else in all of history ever possessed!" Naturally, all kinds of ideas entered her diabolical and twisted mind! Eventually, she started to think of work. Moreover, she now knew how to get rid of certain elements without any trace of their existence being found.

Next, Victoria glanced at the living room clock, it was about time for Leslie to return. She walked over to the tiny stereo and placed it into the palm of her hand. She did the same with the lamp and the other object. The lady proceeded to crush them in her hand. Finally, she walked into the bathroom and flushed the remains down the toilet.

Afterward, Leslie returned with the groceries. He walked in and placed them upon the kitchen counter. He returned to the bedroom and removed all of his clothes. Then, the slave went back into the living room and knelt before his dominant mistress as to receive his collar and leash. She looked down at his pathetic being. At first, her attention wasn’t fully aware of him, for she was transfixed with her new found power. However, she did finally notice him and walked back to the bedroom, producing the collar and leash. The dark haired lady placed it around his neck, and he humbly proceeded back into the kitchen to perform his chores. He did, however, notice the objects missing but said nothing, for his mistress hadn’t given him permission to speak. Nevertheless, she did move up to him and tell Leslie that she decided to give the items to the salvation army after arriving home form work. Victoria said she did this because she no longer liked them and wanted new ones. The whole story sounded very strange to Leslie, but he dared not question her motives. Then, the female walked to a huge catalogue upon the living room table and picked it up. She turned to the pages containing new items of the kind missing and told him these are the ones to purchase. Next, mistress ordered him to call the catalogue and have them deliver it on Saturday. She told him to make the call the next day. For the rest of the evening, she kept the remote on her person. Henceforth, she would never part with it.

The next morning they both got up. After Victoria was all ready to leave, she reminded him to call.

He said, " Yes mistress." Finally, the wicked bitch left.

She arrived in her office and took the remote out of her pocket. Victoria looked down at it as a demonic smile crossed her face. Next, she called into her office one of the people who lately gave her problems. In fact, it was Sam. The man arrived and Ms. Oppenheimer told him to sit down. He sat down and then she started to yell at him, " Who the fuck do you think you are; I run this place, not you!" Further, she continued to throw one verbal insult at him after another in the hope he would start yelling back at her. Indeed, this he did. Standing up out of the chair, Sam began lecturing her about his rights and the law. The cunt smiled wickedly, reached into her pocket and produced the remote. Next, lady of doom aimed it at him and pressed the button. He shrank instantly to a tiny height of three inches. Walking around her desk, she looked down at him, saying, " Despite all your big talk, you’re now looking up to me with total respect." This he now did. He said nothing and only felt himself to be very small. Gazing up at her boots, he was overwhelmed by her superior power.

Afterward, Sam started to plead with her, " Please, Ms. Oppenheimer, I’m sorry; I just lost my head."

Looking down at him, she remarked, " Oh, you lost your head alright."

Then, the power hungry one bent down and picked him up. Truly, as she reached for him, the little man felt the full force of her superiority. Victoria stood up again with the little creature in her hand. With her other hand, the evil lady reached for his tiny head and turned it right off. He was killed with his blood running down the outside of her hands. She walked into her office lavatory and threw him into the toilet. Taking some toilet paper, she wiped most of the blood off. After throwing the paper into the bowl, she turned around and pulled down her skirt and panties. The sexy lady sat on the fixture and took a piss! She felt good. In fact, a sensation of power ran up her spine. After she pissed, the female flushed, got up, and pulled up her clothes. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands of the remaining blood. Next, Ms. Oppenheimer went out of her private lavatory and over to her desk. Using the intercom, she buzzed her secretary and told the lady to go down stairs and get something she, Victoria, said she needed. Victoria only did this to make it appear to the secretary that Sam had left the office as she, the secretary, was downstairs.

About a half hour later, Victoria gave the secretary another order; she ordered the lady to call only a certain group of people to the conference room via the individual phones at their work stations. The people she had summoned happen to be the rest of the group which always give her, Victoria, trouble.

Victoria went to the conference room a few minutes later to see the desired people gathered. The dominant lady got in front of the group that was seated upon individual chairs facing her. Then, she pulled out the remote. Before they knew what happened, she shrank all of them one by one down to three inches tall. Totally helpless and frightened, they all just sat on the chairs. Next, going to a corner of the room. Vanity and pride got the waste paper basket lined with a plastic bag. Returning to the chairs, she proceeded to pick each of the people up one by one and drop them into the basket. As she let them fall, they began pleading with her; Victoria, however, said nothing and finished gathering all the helpless beings up.

Upon completion, the personification of cruelty walked back to the corner and pulled the bag out of the basket. Setting down the container, she began walking with the bag out of the conference room and down into the basement. At this point in time, the machines weren’t running. Therefore, as she walked, the mistress could hear the sound of her boots striking the concrete floor. The sound echoed and bounced from the walls of the large cellar room, superimposing themselves to generate the illusion of rank and file, filling her entire field of self awareness. Consequently, the daughter of darkness began feeling the pure passion of total control. Further, the strikes of her stiletto spikes reminded her of the tape she had back home. Being on top of the world, Ms. Gothic Tyrannous walked all the way to the other end of the basement and opened a large door. She now entered the room of fate, the end of all future hope, that is, the incinerator chamber. After entering, mistress went up to one of the huge oven doors, for the building had two. Eagerly, she opened the thick metal panel and looked at the beautiful glow of the flame within. Then, the unholy lady opened the top of the bag and pulled out a helpless male employee. Showing him the horrific glow of the fire, the vicious female said to the man and the others in the bag, " Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you what the meeting is about; you’re all fired!" Femme fatale looked at the tiny creature in her hand and said sarcastically while momentarily tilting her head in the direction of the flame, " Get it, fired!" Dropping him back into the bag, she spit down on all inside. Next, Victoria simply threw the bag into the fire, listening to their screams as they burned alive. Indeed, the entire spectacle pleased her, for to this dominant bitch, it was the finale of an operatic masterpiece; Wagnerian splendor emanated from the confines of the furnace. Truly, Ms. Oppenheimer was elated! Likewise, her mighty vaginal cavity pulsated to the drum beat of power. Yes, she was whole and complete. Finally, the dominatrix closed the furnace door and left the incinerator room, closing its door also. Afterward, the mistress went back up to her office, bathing in a sensuality from the very bowels of hell, and embracing it with her very soul!

Upon arriving in her office, the evil cunt remembered that she has to eliminate the cars of the people she just killed. Therefore, she again went out of her office, this time going to the underground parking lot. She located all of their automobiles and shrank them to the size of hotwheels. Next, mistress simply picked them all up and took the objects with her upstairs. As she went upstairs, she noticed another waste basket and pulled out the inner plastic. She threw all of the cars into the bag and returned to her office. Next, Victoria threw the bag of cars on the floor after closing the door and stomped the contents of the plastic for a short period of time. She finished and looked inside; there was nothing inside but a mangled mass of small metal. This pleased her; hence, Victoria opened her briefcase and put the bag of broken parts into it. Later that day, on the way home, she threw the bag down a sewer.

The sociopath now stood in her office and thought. Further, as mistress’s mind worked away, she realized that non of the other people in the building knew of the fact that she called certain employees to talk to. In fact, given the size of the building, the rest of the work force couldn’t even vouch for the presence of the individuals she just killed. Actually, the only person who could say something is the secretary; hence, the cruel lady said to herself, " The secretary must go." Consequently, Victoria buzzed the lady and ask her to come into the office. The secretary arrived and Victoria pulled out the remote and shrank the woman. Puzzled, the little female just stood there when Victoria walked up to her and brought the sole her stiletto boot right down on the helpless creature. Then, Victoria went into the lavatory and got some bathroom tissue. She returned to wipe the floor clean. Finally, her ladyship went back to the restroom and threw the soiled paper down into the toilet and flushed it.

Also, Victoria remembered the secretary’s car. Therefore, she returned to the enclosed parking lot and shrank the car. However, as she shank the vehicle, the maintenance man was watching her. Next, the evil one turned and saw him. After the car was reduced to insignificance, she walked up to the man who was now shaking in total fear. Then, she proceeded to ask, " So what did you see?’

The timid man just stood there and said in a shaky voice, " Nothing, nothing, I saw nothing."

Victoria responded with, " That’s right, nothing, and you know what I see before me?; nothing, that’s right, nothing!" Vixen of death pointed the remote at him and pressed the button; the male shrank before her eyes right down to three inches tall! She looked down at him with great pleasure. Smiling, she said, " You know, women can rape too." Next, the horror and terror bent down and picked up the trembling little being. She proceeded to rip off all of his clothes with pure delight. Also, as she stripped him naked, he begged and pleaded for mercy. Stimulated by a lust for blood, lady of pain proceeded to slowly rip off his cock. He cried in agony as blood flowed from his tiny crotch. Afterward, she slowly started to twist off his arms and legs. This gave her much euphoria. He was still alive in the palm of her hand as she finally ripped his tiny head right off. Then, the demonic force in female form reached into one of her jacket pockets to produce a tissue. She wiped all of his remains into the paper and walked back to the tiny car. After taking the car, she went back to her office and flushed the maintenance man’s remains down the toilet with the tissue. Next, she washed her hands and dried them off. The lady took the tiny car and went to her briefcase. She opened it and took out the bag of mangled car parts. The bad woman dropped the auto in the bag, threw the plastic to the floor, and once again stomped it with her sexy boots. Finally, with this action complete, mistress replaced the bag back into her leather briefcase.

Only one problem remained. Did anyone see the maintenance man at work today? Further, he took the bus to work; hence he had no car for her to worry about. Therefore, she left her plush office and went to the remaining associates. The lady CEO ask as if she were looking for him all day long. To her great satisfaction, no one had seen him. In relief, she went back to her office, closed the door, and sat behind her desk. Next, the sadist said to herself, " Since no one can tell for sure if any of the people I’ve so uniquely killed have been here today, I can erase from the computer any record of their presence produced by the time clock." As a result, the wicked witch reached over to the key pad on her desk with cables leading to the company computer. Thus, she proceeded to alter the attendance records. Hence, Victoria now had it all set up as if they never came to work that day. Further, if the authorities have any questions, they won’t find any evidence pointing in her direction. Things may look a bit fishy, but there’s nothing anyone could prove. Finally, she leaned back in her chair and crossed her boots upon the desk. At the same time, dominatrix of doom said to herself, " Now let’s see who can mess with the great Ms. Victoria Oppenheimer!"

The succeeding day at work, she conducted interviews and hired new people. Moreover, she picked out the most compliant looking ones. After the interviews and hiring were complete, she sat back in her chair and once again said to herself, " Everyone around me is now a kiss ass; they can all worship my behind and eat my shit!"

All in all, the week came to a close and the next day was Saturday. Also, Leslie did as he was told previously in calling the catalogue company to order the items that are to replace the ones Victoria shrank.

After they both ate breakfast, the house intercom buzzed. Victoria was sitting behind the kitchen table finishing her coffee; she said to Leslie in a tired yet commanding morning voice, " See who that is." As a result, Leslie got up and answered the buzzer. The doorman’s voice came on and he said that there’s a delivery for them. Victoria heard it and yelled, " Let them in!" Consequently, Leslie told the doorman that it’s ok for the delivery people to come up. After he turned off the intercom, his mistress said, " Go into the bedroom and close the door; I don’t need anyone seeing you naked with the chain around your neck." Thus, he obeyed, going inside the back room, and closing the door.

A few moments later, the delivery people knocked upon the door. In response, Victoria opened it, and two people stood there holding a dolly containing a large package. Moreover, the two people happened to be women. This interested her greatly. She let them in and they set up a new stereo. They put everything together with one hundred percent efficiency. She watched them, and then casually ask one of the attractive young women, " Do you have a boyfriend?"

The young lady looked at her, smiled, and said, " Yes".

Next, Victoria ask, " Who’s the boss in your relationship?’

The woman answered, " I am."

" That’s good, we’ve gotta keep our males on a tight leash.", said Victoria.

The other lady only laughed, not knowing the full significance of Victoria’s words. After the two women installed everything, the dominant mistress gave them an adequate tip, and they both left.

With the ladies gone, Victoria hollered toward the bedroom, " Slave boy, you can come out now!" He came out, and she said to him jokingly, " You know the delivery people were two attractive young women." She proceeded, " Too bad one of them didn’t have to take a shit; I would’ve let her burrow you to lick her ass clean." Next, she laughed a little longer and then reached for a cassette tape and put it into the new stereo. Finally, she turned on the music of Gustav Mahler and drowned herself in the first movement of the second symphony.

Leslie, on the other hand, only stood there like a docile fool and said nothing after her humiliating joke. Nonetheless, he returned to the kitchen and cleaned up after breakfast.

After the dominant one had finished her mental excursion through the world of Mahler’s creation, she went to her desk and started to do some work. Moreover, Victoria had to get all of the stock reports finished for a meeting next week with the holders. This took some time for her to complete. Indeed, there was a vast amount of paper work to be done. Consequently, she went to it. Further, the middle of the afternoon arrived, and she had only eaten a sandwich that Leslie made for her. Even so, the work load was still heavy, and she knew that it wouldn’t be finished before evening. Leslie, on the other hand, was in the utility room making a wash. Next, Victoria felt the sensation of having to take a piss. However, she held it back and continued with her work. An hour later, she couldn’t hold it any longer. Nevertheless, she hated the idea of having to spend time away from all that had to be completed; she wanted tomorrow, Sunday, to be a day of sitting around and doing nothing. Then, an idea hit her. Mistress pulled on the leash and yelled, " Slave come here!" Leslie arrived and stood naked before her. Next, the dominatrix said while continuing to look straight down at her papers, giving him only half of her attention, " I don’t want to waste time getting up for the bathroom, and I’ve really gotta piss." She went on, " Therefore, I’ll just stand up and have you kneel down between my legs." Victoria continued, " Just open your mouth wide and stick it directly below my cunt." Truly, Leslie had no will of his own anymore; therefore, he simply obeyed and did as he was told. Thus, he knelt down between her legs as she stood up. He placed his mouth where she commanded. Then, he heard her voice, " Here it comes." The piss came! It was warm and had a salty taste. Moreover, Leslie actually liked it! She filled his mouth up completely with her golden nectar. After she finished, the self centered woman told him he can go into the bathroom and spit it into the toilet. This he did.

After flushing, he heard a dominant command, "Come back here." he came back, and she turned to him and said, " From now on, if I’m busy and don’t want to waste any time, this is how we’re gonna do it." Then, she ask, " Is that clear?"

He replied, " Yes mistress."

Next, Leslie was overcome by a feeling of complete devotion. Therefore, he fell to his knees and started to kiss the back of her ass from the open end of the rear of the chair. She yelled, " Not now, I’m busy!" After these words, the pathetic male got up and walked back to the utility room toward his humble work.

As he returned to the cleaning room, the washer stopped and was finished. Thus, he took out the clothes and threw them into the dryer. However, Leslie then reached for the hamper full of her yet unwashed lingerie. As he put her underwear into the washer, he came upon a pair of soiled panties. Consequently, he fell to his knees; he just knelt there holding the panties to his face and giving them nothing but adoration and respect. Also, the man began kissing them for a good two or three minutes. Finally, he parted with them and placed the holy object ever so gently into the machine.

The next day was Sunday; therefore, due to Victoria’s steadfast concentration upon her work the previous day, she had the whole day to herself. Upon getting up in the morning, the thought of a quiet time for herself elated the mistress. In fact, she felt jubilant in the cognition thereof. As a result, her joy spilled over into sexual stimulation when she turned and saw her little slave still asleep next to her. She stared down at his naked body. Also, that night she too had slept with nothing on. As the mistress stared at him, her cunt became moist and hot. Further, looking down at his prick, she simply had to have it inside her pussy. Next, the vixen started to violently shake Leslie; a moment later, he came to. He looked up at her beautiful breasts. Hence, a mere fraction of a second later, Victoria got the satisfaction of watching his cock erect. As a matter of fact, it stood straight up as a soldier stands to attention upon inspection by a superior officer. Therefore, the sight pleased her greatly. The lady got up out of bed and went to the night stand drawer. Afterward, she opened it and produced a condom. The horny lady knelt down upon the bed and moved back to Leslie. Next, she opened the package and took out the rubber and pulled it over his devoted and attentive cock. Then, the female simply got on top of him and sat on his penis. Obviously, she moved it into her. Likewise, Victoria was now in the female superior position. She voloped in the idea that she looked down into his helpless face. Furthermore, Leslie just laid there and complied with her every move. She started to bounce up and down until orgasm. Moreover, Victoria began to move about again when she felt his ejaculation in the artificial cover. She continued to take advantage of what was left of his orgasm before the inferior male organ became exhausted and shrank back to its original insignificant size. In the end, the lady extracted from him all she could. The dominatrix got up off his waist and crawled out of bed. Then, she said to him in a demanding voice, " Pull that thing off and throw it away and then come back her." Leslie entered the bedroom bathroom and threw the rubber into the wastebasket. Next, he returned to his dominant mistress. She said, " On your knees." He obeyed and knelt down. Afterward, Victoria immediately turned around and stuck her ass into his face. " Kiss!" was her only command. This he did. For the next half hour he kissed and kissed her ass! Finally, the egotist simply turned her head around and looked down with a total smile of satisfaction.

The ass kissing completed, she walked over to the nightstand and picked up the collar with the chain and extension line on it. She walked back over to him and placed it around his neck. He accepted the chain with total silence and placid compliance. Then, his owner ordered, " Go and make breakfast."

He simply replied, " Yes mistress."

Thus, he went out into the kitchen to prepare coffee and cereal. As he worked in the kitchen, the woman yelled in his direction, " Bring that stuff in here when you’re finished." Therefore, a few minutes later, Leslie arrived with a tray containing breakfast. She, on the other hand, got back into bed and leaned against the headboard. Next, he very subserviently placed the tray upon her lap. Victoria started to eat breakfast when she said, " Get down there and kiss my feet." Hence, he did as she desired. While she ate breakfast, he worshiped her feet. When the noble lady completed eating, she told him to take the tray out to the kitchen and start getting things ready for lunch. This he did. For the remainder of the morning, he slaved away at the perfect meal for the perfect mistress. On the contrary, she got out of bed, slipped into only her boots, and left the chamber to go into the living room. There, Victoria placed a CD into the stereo and listened to Beethoven all morning. Also, mistress got herself a book from the shelf about poetry, flopped down upon the sofa, and started to read. In fact, they spent the whole day alone naked with only each other.

Furthermore, she enjoyed the meal he made for lunch. Things went by peacefully. After lunch, he cleaned up the kitchen and started to prepare supper. Essentially, he spent the whole day in the kitchen making her the best he could with whatever he had. Nonetheless, his work was occasionally interrupted by intermittent yanks of the chain. She was so absorbed in the poetry that her ladyship didn’t even want to leave the living room to take a piss. Consequently, the bitch simply used him as she did the previous day. All in all, everything went by fine. At the end of the day, they simply showered off and turned in, not once leaving the condo for the whole Sunday.

The next twenty four hours went by as any other normal day relative to the structure of their world. Also, work went fine for Victoria; at the company, all associates were subservient to her. They obeyed her every command. Further, everyone treated her with complete respect. Indeed, power was totally hers. In essence, she was the all towering goddess, and all others crawled at her feet as insects, only to be crushed by the sole of her spectacular boot if any dared to cross her in any way.

However, her terrific elation was interrupted one day when the queen of glory came home from work. Also, the day happened to be Thursday, the very same day that she arrives home alone because Leslie is still out shopping.

That same day a few hours earlier, Leslie was still at home performing all his lowly tasks. However, during his work routine, he had the urge to take a piss. Therefore, he goes into the bathroom and begins to seat himself upon the bowl as previously instructed by his mistress. Nevertheless, before the house boy sits down, he realizes that there’s much more house work to be done, and he wants to get as much of it finished as he can. Therefore, he says to himself, " I’m in a hurry, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her." Thus, he turns around and raises the seat. Next, he proceeds to piss while standing up in complete defiance of the superiority of womanhood. When he’s finished, the man flushes the toilet. Nonetheless, as the toilet flushes, the phone rings and he goes out to answer it. He answers the phone only to hear a solicitor trying to sell something he already knows his mistress isn’t interested in. Therefore, he tells the other party, " No thank you" and hangs up. After placing the receiver down, he returns to his house work. After working a while longer, he looks at a clock and then realizes it’s time to go shopping. Hence, he gets dressed and leaves, taking a large shopping list with him. However, as he’s shopping, he has no idea or recollection of the fact that he forgot to lower the toilet seat.

Victoria, on the other hand, arrived home while he was out on his errand. Next, she entered the condo and threw her briefcase upon the sofa. Also, the day at work was quite busy, and she hadn’t pissed the entire afternoon. Further, since the goddess was alone in the flat, there was no one’s mouth to piss into. Hence, she ventured into the bathroom. As the lady turned the corner, the dominatrix stopped in her tracks. For a second, she just stood there. Then, she could feel the tension of her veins. As a result, her teeth began to clench. Next, she yelled, " That fucking scum!" Afterward, Victoria turned to the nearest wall and struck her fist at it, causing plaster to fall from the ceiling just above. Obviously, femme fatale was now in a state of complete fury. She ran out into the living room and started to pick things up and throw them. Yes, Ms. Oppenheimer had become so full of herself that she couldn’t even handle the slightest insubordination, however so trivial. As she threw the objects, the lady yelled, " How dare he disrespect me!; how dare he disrespect me, me, me, me.......!" In fact, mistress almost pissed herself. Upon realizing this, she finally managed to get some composure together and returned to the bathroom. There, Victoria turned toward the toilet and slammed the seat down, almost cracking the bowl! Then, empress and ladyship pulled down her skirt and panties and took a royal and noble female piss!

She completed her holy business and went back out into the living room and threw herself down upon the sofa. Victoria just sat there for a while. After some time elapsed, she said to herself, " I’ll fix him so he’ll forever look up to my greatness in awe!" The evil feline went on, " When I get through with him, he’ll never be able to raise another toilet seat again for the rest of his insignificant life." As a result, mistress reached into her pocket and produced the remote which she has on her person at all times. In addition, she looked down at it and thought, " If I shrink him, it’ll be for good; there won’t be anyone to do all of the housework for nothing." Then, the wench said to herself, " Oh well, I guess I can’t have everything for nothing; I’ll just have to pay people to clean this place every week, and I’ll just eat out most of the time."

While seated upon the sofa, she heard the sound of Leslie opening the door. Finally, he entered with the groceries. He went to the kitchen and placed them upon the counter. Further, she simply watched him all the way. After placing the staples upon the counter, the house-boy returned to the bedroom and undressed himself. Then, commanding cunt yelled, " Put the collar on yourself!" This he did. He arrived back into the living room and stood before her. Then, she said in a lowered voice, " Go put all the stuff in the refrigerator or where else and come back here." Consequently, he did as he’s told, only to return afterward standing naked before her. Next, the lady got up and said to him, " When I came home, I really had to piss." For a second, silence enveloped the room; then, he recalled that he forgot to lower the toilet seat. Fear now saturated his entire being. Then, the she devil started to scream, " Do you know what an insult I had to go through on account of your blatant disobedience!" She went on, " Didn’t I tell you to never raise that seat; you sit when you piss!"

Naturally, Leslie started to plead with her, " I had work to finish; I was in a hurry."

However, she yelled, " That’s no excuse; if you’d been working faster yesterday, you’d have all the time in the world today!" True to his being, Leslie didn’t know what to say. He just stood there like a complete degenerate. Next, the dark haired lady looked at him and said, " Now, for your crime against my pride, I’ll make it so you’ll forever look up in awe at my greatness and the greatness of all women you’ll ever stand before!" With these words, the evil mistress raised the remote in her hand and pointed at him. He looked down at the thing but couldn’t figure out what it all meant. As a result, Leslie just stood there puzzled. Next, she pressed the button. A few moments later, he could discern her stature becoming ever larger and higher. Likewise, the man stood there progressively looking upward the smaller he got. Finally, he shrank to a mere three inches in height. Further, the giantess looked down at him, and he marveled in fear up to her. Also, while gazing up at the superior female form towering above him, Leslie felt intense repentance for his crime; hence, he fell to his knees and begged for mercy. She, on the other hand, simply stared down at him and absorbed all the adoration. Finally, mistress said, " Look at me." Her voice continued, " Everything you do, every thought you have is to be in my honor." In response, he fell upon his tiny chest. In addition, he was now having a religious rebirth. Leslie had earlier in life renounced religion. However, her words brought him back. Indeed, there was a sovereign one. Moreover, this deity has but one name: Woman! Yes, she was the force and the power! She was an entity far above him. Truly, the humble male looked up to her with complete respect. Next, the slave noticed that he was having a sexual rush. His tiny cock became rock hard as he absorbed the full significance of her glory. At the same time, Victoria began to experience vaginal vibrations. Also, her pussy started to water as never before. Therefore, she placed the remote down on the table and began to undress. Thus, the mistress removed it all except for the footwear, those eternal and all inspiring boots. Finally, lady powerful stood naked before him in all her ecstasy!

Leslie looked on and heard her say, " Get up and worship the leather!" Consequently, he raised himself and proceeded to walk along side her stiletto glory. Further, in complete awe, he ran the palm of his tiny hand against the side. More to the point, the little man moved along the edge of her boot as an archeologist from a century past when discovering the inscriptions upon the walls of an ancient tomb.

Yes, he was completely taken in by her superiority. Next, Leslie started to kiss the black footwear. The lowly being kissed and kissed. Nonetheless, the goddess stepped over him and ventured to the stereo. Afterward, she placed the marching tape into the machine. Victoria turned it on and walked back to her little possession. Once again, he began to worship her boots. Then, suddenly, the sound came on, and he lost the last remnants of what was left of his ego. In total, Leslie was now completely dominated by her greater being. Indeed, Victoria had become the meaning and the truth. As a result, he found his place, to be nothing before her eternal majesty!

With the sound of the stereo going, she reached down for him, raised him up by the arm, and dangled him before her face. Their eyes met. They looked at each other for five minutes without a word. As they stared into each other’s pupils, each was overcome by the correctness of the situation. Likewise, she bathed in sadistic glory; he voloped in masochistic delight. Consequently, they were united into one entity that would endure longer than the pyramids.

After the couple looked at each other for the extended time, Victoria lowered him toward her cunt and pushed him in. He was vaginally inserted to experience the force and vitality of her rhythmic pulses. Further, Leslie swam in her hot cunt juices until her orgasm pushed him forth into the palm of her mighty and beautiful hand. She, on the other hand, felt pure strength and stamina. Indeed, her ego was intensely indulged.

For the rest of the evening, they buried themselves in a sado-masochistic ritual. it went on for hours. Finally, with the early morning hours coming on, Victoria decided to turn in. After switching off the stereo, she took him into her hand and walked with the creature into the bedroom. There, she reached into her dresser drawer and produced a tampon. Mistress took the tampon and placed it upon the nightstand. Next, she laid him atop the piece of feminine hygiene. Afterward, both of them went to sleep.

The next day, Victoria got up and showered. After that, she woke Leslie and reminded him that he would remain small for the rest of his life. Also, she told him to stay on top of the nightstand for the rest of the day while she went to work. Then, the dominatrix walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Next, she took out a few scraps of food and brought them back into the bedroom, placing them upon the nightstand in front of Leslie. Finally, lady of the house left for work, leaving him alone all day.

When she got home that evening, Victoria returned to the bedroom to find her little pet still there. The great one said, " Since you’re so small now, you obviously can’t do the housework." She went on, " That’s no problem, I’ll just call the cleaning company and have them do it." However, the mistress next proceeded to say, " Your function is simply to be my little sex toy. You now exist to please my pussy. She continued, " You’re also to paint my toe and finger nails; is that clear?" Finally, in response, Little Leslie only nodded in agreement.

As the evening progressed, that’s precisely what happened. She used him as a dildo, and had him manicure her lovely nails. Furthermore, this continued as the weeks turned to months. In fact, the whole situation never ended. He was powerless to do anything for himself. All in all, he was her property, pure and simple!