Bella didn’t care who it belonged to, as long as she has a male’s face to sit on.
Why is she sitting on a man’s face? Find out in the femdom erotica story Femdom College by Chrissy Wild:
Femdom College
Chad knew that his sole purpose in college was to serve female students and complete their schoolwork. He was a senior and had spent almost four grueling years of his life performing jobs with no pay (it all went to the female students) and suffering constant abuse from drunk sorority sisters. He was ready to graduate and leave this torturous life.
But last semester he learned that little Katie, who he used to pick on when they were younger, and who had who recently grown into a sexy and petite woman, had requested to be Chad’s official female controller. He dreaded it.
For most of their early lives, males and females were equal. And being three years younger than him, Chad always teased and tripped and hit Katie for fun, and there were no laws against this. But now that she is 18, and he is 21, the tables have been turned violently, and Chad would suffer revenge for his teasing, probably for the rest of his life. And it was all legal.
Chad knelt naked on Katie’s bed. It was a typical night, and he had cleaned Katie’s dorm room and did all her schoolwork already. She was due to come home from her sorority party, any minute and Chad needed to offer himself for her pleasure or abuse, whatever she felt like. She was a freshman and he was a senior, but as a female, she legally dominated him completely.
His naked ass was facing the door, and his head was pressed into the sheets. As he knelt in that humiliating position, people walked past the open door and looked in. Some of the female students giggled, while the male students, often led by leashes by the female students, held their heads down and knew this type of humiliation was just part of male life.
Katie came stumbling home, drunk as usual. Chad heard her come in and he arched his back more, and stuck his ass out, so she could more easily penetrate his anus with a strapon, butt-plug, or any of the painful dildos she kept for this purpose, or she could whip him, depending on her mood.
“Hey, Chaddy,” Katie said, in a chipper feminine voice. She had her hair in pigtails and wore a tight pink top with her little tits sticking a little out. She wore her small satin shorts and pink sneakers. Chad had grown to love Katie. She used to be ugly, with braces and acne and glasses, clumsy and ditsy. But now she had grown up to be a short, petite, attractive young woman with a gorgeous body, worthy of his worship. He picked on her hard growing up, and now he knew he deserved to be punished severely.
“Hello, Mistress,” Chad said, his face still in her bed sheets. He breathed in her scent from the sheets and adored her smells, good and bad: her perfume, her armpits, her body odor when she needed a shower, her asshole when his nose was stuck in it, her socks, her feet. He loved them all.
“Hmmm,” she said, with one finger up to her mouth and her eyes looking up as if in deep thought. “Think I’ll whip your ass tonight.”
“Oh, thank you so much, Mistress. Excellent choice,” Chad said. Katie walked up and smacked Chad’s balls.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion,” she said, grabbing and then slightly twisting Chad’s scrotum.
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” Chad said in pain.
It was a typical night for a male student.
College in the 21st century is particularly difficult for males. Conversely, college is a very fun and comfortable time for females.
Transitioning to higher education is tough for males because when they reach the age of 18, certain new laws go into effect. These laws concern the females, too, or rather they were made specifically for females, to benefit their education and give them “equal” opportunity. Before college, the genders were considered equal and males and females both worked hard to get accepted by universities.
But to ensure that sexism in education and the workforce is a thing of the past, the government enacted laws to give female students preferential treatment at the expense of males.
Since female students outnumber male students 2 to 1, the first thing that happens to a freshman male is that he gets assigned two females, who he has to work for and serve. It’s not fair, but for centuries males had the upper hand in the world. Now the tables had turned, and the males of the present must pay for the mistakes of the males of yesteryear.
While females join sororities and go out drinking and have fun, the freshman male must complete the entire semester’s work for both the two females he’s been assigned to, as well as himself. Usually about half of the males fail to complete at least some of the work. Unfortunately for him, he’ll be considered a failure, will flunk out of school and not get another chance at a degree. But even worse, he still has to complete the four years of school to finish the female’s work. To add insult to injury, this poor male will still have to pay back all 3 student loans!
The government knew this was difficult for the male undergraduates, but most of the Congress was made up of females, and there was nothing anyone could do to outvote them. If anyone complained or attempted to get the law overturned, they would have to deal with an angry mob of mothers whose daughters benefited from the new way of life. So, as usual, modern males must make sacrifices and serve their superiors.
It wasn’t all toiling and drudgery for the males, though. For instance, all freshman males, in addition to working furiously to complete the schoolwork for three students, must sign up for various fun jobs around campus. They wouldn’t get paid for these jobs, of course, because their wages would automatically go to sororities to pay for their food and wine coolers. But nevertheless, they were perfect jobs for servile males, and gave them the chance to work for 8 hours everyday, including weekends, for pretty college females.
One opportunity is to do the female laundry for a dorm, where the man would constantly be around the aroma of sweaty and dirty gym shorts, panties, and bras. The males were allowed to hold up the soiled clothes to their faces and breathe and smell the odors, but since all males are fitted with tight chastity devices for the duration of college, they couldn’t masturbate. One of the two females that control a certain male has the key. Usually they would lose the key and the poor male would suffer permanent chastity and sexual frustration.
Another job is a new one that’s only been around for a year or two. Just outside of every ladies room is a niche in the wall. Inside this niche, a male would be restrained with only his face sticking out. On his mouth would be fitted a painful clamp that keeps his tongue constantly sticking out. Any woman coming out from the restroom could simply lift her skirt up, or drop her shorts, and back her naked ass up to the tongue for swift cleaning. These niches are also inside the ladies locker room. It was up to a female to let the male out, which sometimes results in the poor male sitting in this niche for several days at a time. Since males are forbidden from speaking to females without being spoken to, all he could do was wait for the mercy of the characteristically cruel and uncaring females. Any male could be stopped in his tracks to perform an impromptu anal cleaning but the niches are set up for convenience.
Another fun job is in the female cafeteria. (There are no male cafeterias and all males must eat only what’s left over after every last female has eaten for the day.) Under each table, sit ten to twenty naked males, all chained and faced so their face is level and flush with the bench so that any female, particularly ones wearing skirts, could sit and put her pussy in the male’s face. The male would eat her out for the duration of her meal. Females are so used to constant stimulation, that very few of them ever have need for a male sexual partner. Emotional relationships with other females often turn physical, but it’s a sad fact of male life, that males in the modern era are mostly obsolete, except for these types of services they provide for the females.
Thanks to modern nutrition and genetic engineering, all female asses are beautiful and perfect. No male ever wants to see a female sit uncomfortably. So, a perfect job for males is to sit on benches, chairs, or on buses, and wait for a female to want to sit. Then he would rush up and offer his face for her to sit on. He would carry around a U-shaped pillow to wrap around the top of his head, so the female could sit comfortably on the pillow, with the face in the center, and his nose in her ass crack for support. Sitting is easier when the female drops her shorts or jeans or lifts her skirt to sit her naked ass on the face. All males are more than happy to perform this job, especially on the benches in the locker rooms, on tennis courts, or places like women’s basketball sidelines, where the women are hot and sweaty.
All males must massage the dorm’s females at night so she could relax from a hard day of fun and drinking. Each male must massage a woman’s feet or back and shoulders while she lays on her stomach on her bed. A frequent problem occurs when the female has had too much alcohol and wants to have fun with her male. This results in frequent slapping, crotch kneeing, whipping, or other such physical torture to please her drunk whims. The males must take all this with pleasure. Also, when a female must vomit from too much alcohol, or urinate, and the restroom is too far, she must use her male’s mouth. Females can be very cruel when they are drunk, especially sorority sisters. Every day is “hell day” for the poor males.
Counselors are available for freshman males unable to cope with the reality of their new way of life. In many cases, these same males went to school and grew up with many of these females, and they find it hard to accept that the females have been instantly made legally superior to the males as soon as they reached college. Often the cruelest females are the ones who have fun treating their male former friends like total shit and abusing them. Usually these females would specifically request a male acquaintance to control.
The counselors, as well as all positions of authority, are female, and have little sympathy for the depressed males. These depressed males would often be severely punished for questioning the new system by being placed in permanent tongue-cleaning niches or some other punishment.
In a way, the new college laws had a good effect in preparing both the males and females for life after college. Most males flunk out of college and have to get lowly service jobs, catering to the whims and pleasure of all females, so having him learn these skills and worshipful attitudes early only makes for better male workers and citizens later. And since most females in the workforce work cushy jobs and have the males of the company do most of their work, it’s only fitting that the females can learn that they are all princesses, and have these rights and privileges early in life.
Chad knelt there on Katie’s bed, waiting for her just punishment. It was humiliating to say the least, him kneeling there naked, bent over, exposing his vulnerable anus to all the students walking by the open door. Katie grabbed a rubber paddle from her vast assortment of devices.
Without warning, she whipped Chad’s ass cheek. Then she whipped the other. Chad obediently took the whipping and stayed silent. A few students started appearing at the door to peer in. It was not uncommon to hear the sounds of females whipping their males throughout any given dorm on any given night. But still, it was always fun to watch.
Katie whipped again and again. She was so drunk that she lacked all compassion and empathy, such as female compassion and empathy towards males was. Chad’s ass turned red, then purple from the hard paddle smacks. She aimed for his tender anus, which hurt severely when whipped. He barely could stand the pain, but he owed her his obedience and would never disrespect her by complaining. Then she got adventurous and smacked his dangling nut sack.
With the severe pain of being hit in such a soft and sensitive area, he fell forward and grabbed his balls and groaned in pain. The females out in the hallway laughed and giggled.
“Back in position!” Katie yelled. Chad obeyed as best he could. He knew he couldn’t take another of those strikes, but by law he had to obey females, and trust in their judgment. Katie was always dumb, and probably didn’t realize how insanely this had to hurt. To top it off, she barely ever cared for Chad’s well being, and was drunk, so she cared even less. Chad stuck his naked ass out in the air, with his head down again, but this time with his hands cupping his balls.
“Move your hands,” Katie said calmly, in her relaxes feminine voice. Chad loved her so much and literally worshiped the ground she walked on, but this was insane. Was she really going to whip his balls again? Chad obeyed and put his hands up by his face and closed his eyes.
She whipped him in the balls again. His balls smacked hard and flew against his chastity device and abdomen. He seemed to feel it deep in his gut, and it knocked the wind out of him. He fell forward again and coughed, grimacing in severe pain.
“The position, now!” she commanded. Chad was barely able to move, he hurt so bad. He felt his balls and they were bloody. She had broken the skin. He might have had internal injuries to his testicles for all he knew. But he also knew that what a female told a male to do, he must do. So, he got back up on his knees and presented his ass and balls to her.
“Chaddy, you’re my male, and I’d never do anything to you that you didn’t deserve,” Katie said, caressing his ass cheek gently. Chad was put at ease, though still in pain. As usual, her gentle touch felt great. She put her tiny index finger, with her pink nail polish and put it over Chad’s asshole. She gently caressed around the tender red hole and even pushed her un-lubed finger in a little.
One time she said she was going to penetrate him with a dildo in this same position, but she secretly lubed up her entire hand and wrist. Without warning, she had plunged her tiny feminine hand into Chad’s ass, making him scream in horrific pain. She laughed.
Now she caressed her caring and gentle fingers around his wounds. She caused those wounds, but she would make them better. She swung back her arm all the way and whipped Chad in the balls as hard as she could, making Chad pass out from the pain.
The next thing Chad knew was that a warm liquid was spraying all over his face. The liquid went into his mouth and nose. He was laying on his back and in pain. Katie was peeing on him to wake him up.
She finished and sat on his face. She bounced up and down on his helpless wet face and wiggled left and right. The smell and taste of her fluid and the weight of Katie’s pretty body dominated Chad. Then she got up and pulled Chad’s sheet back. He was in a hospital.
“I can’t believe you passed out like that, Chaddy,” Katie said. “While you laid there unconscious, I kept whipping you in the penis and balls all night long. I had a little too much to drink. Sorry,” she said sheepishly. “I promise to keep you locked up and protected from now on.”
She smacked Chad’s crotch where he had a bloody bandage. She sat on his painful crotch and rubbed her beautiful little round ass on his lap. She stuck her ass out and arched her back and looked back at him with a devious smile to see the pained look on her male’s face. With his dick locked up, he would never again have sex, and never again enjoy the ass or pussy of a beautiful woman like Katie. At least not in that way.
But Chad realized that he would be able to enjoy her beautiful ass and pussy in other ways: by serving this woman and being her seat and punching bag until the end of his life. There was a new law that said that any of the female students can take her male to live with her and serve her forever. Each male signed the paperwork on the first day of freshman class, whether they read the small print or not, that gave their consent so that their fellow female students could totally dominate them.
This was all okay with Chad. Before, with his penis locked up, he couldn’t have erections anyway, and now he didn’t have any need for his penis at all, locked up or not. All he knew was that Katie did this to him, and he felt like he owed it all to her.
“Thank you, Mistress Katie, for doing this for me,” Chad said.
“Don’t mention it. Now lay back so you can eat my pussy. You’ll have to get used to doing that to please a woman, and only that, from now on.”
The two smiled at each other. Chad laid back and took his place as a male. Katie sat on his face and took her rightful place as a female. Chad felt so lucky. He almost graduated and joined the real world, but this freshman female was able to take control of him right before he left. Thanks to the new college laws, she’ll be able to control him forever.
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