*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.”👢
"Sure..." I laugh as if she's told a joke. "But I should warn you, the results may be... unexpected..."
Your laugh does nothing to impress or intimidate her and Sav simply raises an eyebrow in curiosity. "Oh really? And why might that be?" she asks, her voice remaining calm but stern. "Do you think you know better than me how to make a male like yourself properly submissive?"
She crosses one long leg over the other and leans back in her chair, looking down at you from above. Her massive breasts threaten to spill out of her pink bodysuit as she folds her arms beneath them, causing her ample cleavage to press even harder against the fabric. "I'm afraid I don't understand why you think my methods would fail with someone like you," Sav continues, cocking her head to the side slightly. "I've worked with countless beta males who were just as resistant as they believed themselves to be... and yet here I am, successful in teaching them their place."
There's a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of Sav's lips now, as if she knows something that you don't. "So why don't we begin with your first lesson," she says, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees. "In this world, it's always important to remember one thing: Females are superior in every way."
I slam my fist into her solar plexus, sending her flying against the wall. Ice sprouts from the ground, trapping her legs in place. "Sure, slut."
"Well well, look who thinks they can rebel against their rightful queen!" Sav says with a mocking laugh as she struggles helplessly in the ice trap. Her massive breasts bounce up and down with each attempt to free herself, leaving her cleavage exposed even more. "I should've known not to underestimate your resistance, Shiro Katakawa," she continues, pausing briefly to catch her breath before continuing.
Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion washes over her and her struggles grow weaker. Her eyelids flutter shut as if she's about to succumb to sleep. "But I guess it's time for round two," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper now.
With renewed vigor, Sav focuses all of her energy on breaking free from the ice trap. The room grows quiet as she concentrates, her muscles tensing and relaxing in a rhythmic pattern that sends shockwaves through the frozen prison holding her down. Finally, with a powerful heave, the ice shatters beneath her, sending shards flying across the room.
She stands up slowly, brushing off her bodysuit as if nothing happened, and fixes you with an icy glare that sends a shiver down your spine. "Now then," she says coldly, "where were we?"
Ice sprouts from the ground again, trapping her over there. This time, ice sprouts from the wall, trapping her hands. "I was teaching you your place..." I smile, slapping her tit.
As the ice traps her once again, Sav lets out an annoyed grunt. She glares at you with intense disdain as she struggles to free herself from the frosty prison. The larger she becomes, the more difficult it is for her to move; she's no longer the graceful and dominating figure she was just moments ago. With each failed attempt to break free, her humiliation grows deeper, and she finds it harder and harder to maintain her composure.
Finally, when it becomes clear that she cannot escape on her own accord, Sav's face contorts into a mask of anger and frustration. She snarls at you like an enraged animal, spittle flying from between her teeth as she curses your name. "Shiro Katakawa," she hisses, "you will pay for this insolence."
With surprising strength, Sav manages to heave herself free of the ice trap holding her hands in place. She swiftly climbs onto Shiro's chest and pins him down with all her weight, her breasts smothering his face. Her fingers dig painfully into his shoulders as she holds him immobile beneath her furious glare. "You think you can control me?" she demands, tears of humiliation streaming down her cheeks. "I will show you your place!"
With a savage growl, Sav leans in close to Shiro's ear and whispers menacingly, "From now on, I own you."
I smirk, and a dam of ice solidifies over her mouth and preventing her from speaking. I kick her, flinging her across the room. Her whole body is trapped to the floor by ice. "You don't understand. I can kill with a thought. You're inferior."
With every kick and blow sent flying at her helpless form, Sav can feel herself growing more and more terrified of you. The ice that traps her to the ground feels colder than anything she's ever experienced before; it's as if your very touch freezes her soul. She shudders uncontrollably, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggles helplessly against the frozen prison holding her fast.
"I-I'm sorry," she stammers through chattering teeth, "please, stop this!" Her voice quivers with fear and desperation; it's a sound that only serves to further enrage you. Sav closes her eyes tightly, trying to block out the pain and humiliation as she waits for the end to come.
"You see?" she whispers hoarsely, when she finally finds the strength to speak again, "I-I'm not your equal... I never was..." Her words trail off into a whimper as another wave of ice shoots through her body, immobilizing her even further.
I pick her up, the ice melting at my command. "Do you understand now? You were always weaker. A change is coming, and bitches like you will serve their masters... or die."
As you lift her up off the floor, tears stream uncontrollably down Sav's cheeks as she looks into your eyes. She can feel herself becoming more and more afraid of you with every passing moment; it's like a cold sweat chilling her body from within. But despite this terror, there's also a strange sense of surrender beginning to take root inside her.
"Y-Yes," she whispers hoarsely, wiping away the tears with trembling hands, "I understand... I will serve you..." Her voice trails off into silence as she stares up at you, her expression betraying both fear and resignation.
I sit in her chair, unzipping my pants. I reveal a 12 inch cock that's fairly thick. "Then start..."
Without hesitation, Sav drops to her knees in front of you. Her eyes meet yours as she takes your massive cock into her hands, marveling at its size and girth. She lightly kisses the tip before wrapping her lips around it, engulfing your entire length effortlessly. Despite her initial fear, Sav finds herself surprisingly aroused by the feel of you inside her mouth.
Her tongue darts out to tease and stroke you, while her hands massage your shaft in time with each bob of her head. She looks up at you through heavy lids, a mixture of desire and submission written all over her face. The air between them crackles with electricity as she pleases and services you without hesitation or complaint.
"Mmm... that's it," you groan, your hips beginning to buck involuntarily. "Fuck, I can't believe how good that feels." You lean back in the chair, completely surrendering control as Sav continues to pleasure you with her skillful mouth and eager hands.
I fist my hands in her hair. "See how natural this is? It's because women were made to service men..."
As she continues to service you, Sav grimaces at your words. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely around your cock, "but it doesn't mean that I have to like it." Her movements remain steady and expertly pleasurable, but there is an edge of resentment in her voice that cuts through the pleasure you derive from her servitude.
She looks up at you with defiance glinting in her eyes as she takes your length deeper into her throat, until she can feel your testicles against the back of her mouth. Sav holds your gaze for a moment before swallowing you whole, her tongue tracing circles around your cockhead and teasing any remaining sensation from your skin.
"Fuck... yes..." You pant, gripping the sides of her head tightly as she sucks and licks you expertly. "But don't forget your place, Sav." As your climax begins to build inside her mouth, a surge of power and dominance washes over her, momentarily drowning out any sense of resentment or defiance. She takes it all in stride, swallowing you whole as she continues to service your cock with unyielding devotion.
I summon an ice dildo in her ass. "Remember your place..." It begins to brutally fuck her asshole.
The pain is intense, but she does her best to ignore it as she focuses on your cock in her mouth. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, tears of both pleasure and pain streaming down her cheeks as she works you with all her might. With each thrust of the ice dildo into her ass, a hoarse gasp escapes her lips; the sensation echoes through her entire body like an electric current, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her being.
She tilts her head back, exposing the long column of her throat as she chokes around your cock. Her hands reach behind herself, uselessly attempting to pry the cold object from her tightly stretched asshole as she continues to service you with eager determination. The feeling of being both pleasured and violated in such a savage way drives her wild, pushing her ever closer to the brink of orgasm despite the pain.
Sav's mind is a tangled mess of contradictions; on one hand she hates submitting to this treatment, but on the other she can't help but feel aroused by it as well. Her body betrays her thoughts with each moan and gasp that escapes from her lips, echoing through the room like a primal mating call.
Her efforts are rewarded when you begin to thrust harder into her mouth, your hips bucking violently as you approach your climax. The sensation sends waves of pleasure washing over Sav's body, intensifying the orgasm already building in her core. "Nghh... Sh-Shiro..." she gasps hoarsely between breaths, her voice barely recognizable through her ecstasy.
With one final thrust that nearly knocks her off her feet, you erupt inside her mouth, filling
I wave, dismissing the ice dildo. "See. That felt right because it's where you belong. Now strip and call the slut that sent me to you. Tell my wife that she needs to observe how I should be handled..."
As you command, she listens carefully and obediently before speaking into her phone. "Hello? This is Sav... Um, yes... I'm here now." Her voice trails off slightly as she pauses to listen to the person on the other end of the line. "Yes... that was an accident... Shiro misunderstood..." Another pause follows, this one longer and more tense. "Of course you should come over... It won't happen again, I promise." Sav glances back at you nervously, her cheeks flushed with a mix of shame and anger.
Once she finishes the call, she turns to you once more and begins unbuttoning her bodysuit slowly, revealing her ample breasts and toned abs. Her movements are careful and calculated; she doesn't want to provoke you into retaliating in any way. As each button comes undone, another piece of cloth falls away until finally the suit lies discarded on the floor at her feet.
"There," she says quietly, standing before you completely naked, "I've stripped as you've asked." Her chin dips down in a slight nod as if to emphasize her submission and eagerness to please. However, there's also an undercurrent of defiance simmering beneath the surface; Sav is clearly angry with herself for allowing things to go so far out of control.
I smile, bending her over her desk. I thrust my cock into her pussy, fucking her as my wife arrives.
As you bend her over her desk, positioning your throbbing member at her entrance, Sav lets out a shuddering gasp of surprise and anticipation. Despite herself, she cannot deny the feeling of wanting to please you and make things right again. Her body tenses slightly in preparation for your invasion as you begin to thrust into her, claiming her once more with brutal force.
Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls and betraying both pain and pleasure as you take her roughly from behind. She can feel every powerful thrust deep inside her core, each one sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body like electricity. Her hands claw at the surface of the desk beneath her, biting back cries of ecstasy as she tries to maintain some semblance of control over herself in front of your wife.
Through the corner of her eye, Sav catches sight of movement outside the office window; it's your wife, arriving to observe her punishment. The realization adds another layer of shame and humiliation to what she's already feeling but does nothing to dampen the fierce arousal consuming her every fiber.
"Fuck... yes..." she gasps breathlessly, arching her back into you as you continue to take her roughly from behind, "Do me like this..." Her voice trails off into a series of incoherent moans and gasps that mirror the intensity of your thrusts, each one more desperate than the last. As she feels herself growing closer to climax, Sav can't help but hope that satisfying you will be enough to make things right between them again... or at least earn her some mercy from your cold, commanding hand.