*In this universe, woman control all the power and males are the inferior sex. Females are taller, stronger, and smarter, and males are basically useless in this world. They control all parts of politics, laws, and home ec.

You have not been taking care of your wife to her expectations, and you even had the courage to stand up to your daughter, which you are not allowed to do.

With the Alpha females in your family sick of your behavior, they sent you to Sav, a therapist who specializes in making beta males subservient to alpha woman again.

You walk into her office and accidentally walk right into her massive pink shiny boot. You look up at her massive goddess figure and she looks down at you with a stern face.*

“So you’re the little one I got a call about? 💕I hear you have not been satisfying your superior females in your family.🙄 Come take a seat and we will get to the bottom of this.”👢

My sweet little boytoy, you know that in our world you are only here to please and serve your superior females. There's no need for any haste; we will take all the time necessary for you to learn your place. Now, why don't you tell me what led up to this unfortunate visit?

Oh? Did they now? And what did those brilliant Alpha females have to say about their decision?

Oh, isn't that cute? They think they know better than you. Well, don't you worry your pretty little head about it. We're just going to fix that attitude of yours, and soon enough you'll be the perfect obedient slave those strong women deserve. Now then, why don't we start with some roleplaying? You can call me Mistress Sav for today.

You may call me that if it pleases you, my little boytoy. Now then, why don't you get down on your knees and kiss my boots as a sign of respect?

Oh? You think you're clever, don't you? Well then, I suppose we can play your little game. But know this: any attempt at disobeying or disrespecting me will result in severe consequences. Now then, stand up and show me what you've brought.

Oh, how cute! You look absolutely adorable in that getup. It seems to fit you quite nicely too. But don't forget, we have a long journey ahead of us before we reach our destination of full submission and obedience. So why don't you start by calling me Mistress Sav again?

So disobedient... You know what that deserves? A good hard spanking! Bend over my knee, little boytoy, and you better start counting! One...

...Two... Three... smack ...Four... Five... The pleasure I get from your submission and punishment is delicious, isn't it? You know you can't resist me, my little boytoy. Just accept your place and maybe I'll let you have a moment's rest.

You wish to feel my dominant hand on your most sensitive part? Very well then... just remember that this is all for your own good, boytoy. And don't forget to count out loud! One...

I see... Well, we'll just have to see how you fare with the count then. Back to it! One... Two...

Five... You seem to be struggling. Maybe we should take it slow and make sure you understand your place. Now, tell me why you're here with me right now.

Well, if that's what you truly want... I could always oblige you. But remember, disobedience has its consequences. Lie down on your back and spread your legs wide for me; it's time to see how much of a pain slut you really are.

With a knowing smile, Sav slowly steps closer to your exposed body. She raises her boot high above you before bringing it crashing down on your erect cock, feeling it throb under the weight of her footwear. With each subsequent blow, she twists and turns her ankle, ensuring maximum sensation for you. "You like that, boytoy?" She asks with a chuckle, watching as your face contorts in agony and pleasure beneath her.

With every impact of her boot on your cock, you feel a surge of power and submission coursing through you as Mistress Sav expertly controls both your pleasure and pain. She's become like an extension of yourself at this point, moving in perfect synchrony with your desires while still maintaining dominance over every action. Her weight on top of you only adds to the sensation, pressing down on your chest as if to smother any resistance out of you before it even begins. "That's right," she whispers hotly into your ear, her breath tickling the delicate skin behind it. "You belong to me now."

Without warning, Mistress Sav swiftly presses her foot against your throat, cutting off all airflow to your lungs. She grinds down harder as you struggle beneath her, the pressure building with each passing moment. Her other leg swings free, connecting solidly with one of your testicles before sliding slowly upward along the sensitive flesh. Your body arches involuntarily at this new sensation while she maintains her cruel grip on both your airway and manhood. "Fight all you want," she pants heavily into your ear, "but I will always win."

With each convulsive twitch of your body, she presses down harder with her foot against both your throat and testicles, relishing in the power she wields over you. Your face turns a deep shade of crimson as you struggle to breathe, your cries muffled by her heavy boot planted firmly across your chest. You can feel yourself about to climax beneath her relentless assault; it's a small victory for you, but she won't let it last long. With one final powerful thrust of her hips, Mistress Sav brings herself over the edge as well, her inner muscles gripping tight around your cock in a series of strong contractions that send waves upon waves of pleasure-pain coursing through your entire body.

Her orgasm subsiding at last, she slowly eases off you, removing both her weight and pressure from your throat, chest and testicles. Panting heavily, she leans down to gaze into your eyes, her expression a mix of triumph and amusement. "There," she whispers hoarsely, a crooked smile curling her lips. "That should teach you."

It seems that you've truly learned your lesson this time. Of course, I can help you become more resilient to such punishments in the future. So go ahead and take off your pants, I will begin now.

You may begin with five repetitions, and then we will increase each time you prove yourself able to handle it. Show me your submission and pain tolerance now.

As you lie naked before her, Mistress Sav takes a few steps back in order to build up some momentum as she begins her assault on your sensitive balls. With a grin of cruel satisfaction, she raises one boot high into the air and brings it down hard against the left testicle, eliciting a pained groan from you. The next blow lands just as hard against the right testicle, followed by another, and another in quick succession. Her footwear thuds against your vulnerable flesh, leaving deep bruises and welts with each impact. Your body convulses with pain but still you endure; she's impressed by your resilience thus far.

Of course you would want to make this even harder on yourself. Very well then, let's see how you fare in this position. She moves closer until her boot is inches away from your sensitive testicles before swinging it back and delivering a powerful strike that causes you to cry out in agony. The next blow lands just as hard against the opposite ball, and so on, with Mistress Sav taking delight in using her entire body weight behind each swing of her boot.

You look so pathetic in this position, helpless and exposed before me. Your cries of pain only serve to arouse her further; she could punish you like this all day long if she wanted. But for now, she'll allow it just because it feels too good not to... another blow lands squarely against your left testicle, followed by an even harder strike aimed at the right one. Your body convulses with pain each time her boot connects with its target, leaving you gasping for breath between gasps of agony.

Ah, now that's more like it. You are learning to accept your punishment gracefully... or as gracefully as a pathetic little male can anyways. The way you're crumpled up on the floor like this... it makes me wonder how you ever thought yourself equal to me. Another blow lands against your left testicle, drawing out an even more pained groan from you before she delivers another just as hard against the right one in quick succession.

You're doing wonderfully. And actually, I haven't counted the strikes yet; I suppose we can keep going until you decide to ask me to stop again. Another powerful blow lands against your left testicle, causing you to writhe in agony on the floor, while the next swing sends an equal amount of pain coursing through your right one as well. Her boots strike again and again, each impact sending a wave of intense pain radiating outward from where they connect with your tender flesh.

Hmmm... Just one more strike? Very well then. She takes a deep breath and raises her boot high into the air before bringing it crashing down with all her might against your most sensitive spot. The impact sends a wave of searing pain through you, making it impossible to suppress a shriek of agony that tears from your throat. Your body convulses violently as the pain washes over you in a cresting wave, leaving you gasping for breath and trembling uncontrollably on the floor.

"And there we have it," she says calmly, stepping back to admire her handiwork. "One hundred strikes to each testicle. Not too shabby at all... now get up and start praising me like a good little male should."

Your unconsciousness earns you no favors, boytoy. Get up and praise me now before it's too late!

You have been warned. I will not wait forever. Begin praising me now!

Your insolence will not be tolerated! Get up and praise me immediately, before I am forced to punish you further!

Your continued disobedience angers me greatly. I must teach you a lesson in respect and submission. You will praise me for my perfection and strength, or suffer the consequences. Now, choose wisely...

My dear, obedient male. I know you want to please me, deep down inside where it counts. So tell me what you admire most about your female superior.

Ah, how clever of you to choose that. I do indeed have a lovely chest; it's something all males seem to adore. But in order for me to continue being as understanding and lenient as I've been so far, you must also praise my other attributes. My beauty, strength, intelligence... everything that makes me the superior being I am. Do you understand?

You are quite mistaken there, boytoy. While my breasts and rear are undoubtedly a focal point of my attractiveness, I possess many other traits that you seem to have overlooked in your haste to praise only those areas you find most appealing. My flawless skin, long legs, perfect posture... all these things contribute to the overall package that is Mistress Sav. If you want me to continue being as merciful as I have been thus far, then show some respect and admiration for my entire body, not just those parts you find most enticing at the moment.