Brianna chose Chuck for three reasons.
1] He was sweet and good-natured.
2] He was a conscientious, uncomplaining worker.
3] When she spoke forcefully, he did as she ordered without asking questions.
Chuck was smart. He was smart enough to recognize Brianna’s superior wisdom.
Brianna saw no man as her equal. She accepted the truth of female superiority in high school. Males need the guidance of females. A man who surrendered to womanly authority would enjoy a higher quality of life.
Chuck was the raw material from which a slave husband could be made. Naturally pleasant, he would need little training in deportment. Intelligent and dedicated when working, he would earn an increasingly large income. Brianna did not want a loser or incompetent.
His acceptance of Brianna’s decisions showed he had no macho ego. Natural obedience was better than coerced compliance.
She dated Chuck. Their outings were tests. Chuck always followed her lead. Their lovemaking was one sided. Brianna lay back and enjoyed orgasms until exhaustion. Chuck remained chaste. Chastity was an important test.
Chuck moved into Brianna’s apartment. Unconscious of Brianna’s direction, he cleaned the home, cooked all the meals.
If he neglected a chore, Brianna took him over her knee. Being spanked stunned Chuck. He had not wept since he was a little boy. He was bewildered. Why did he enjoy being spanked? He accepted punishment as just.
Brianna knew it was time to explain their situation to Chuck. Would he openly accept his submissiveness? When confronted, he might flee.
She sat him down for a talk. As she spoke, Chuck felt confused. He agreed. He did obey her. He felt fulfilled. He accepted, even craved punishment.
Was he mentally ill? No, his worship of Brianna was wholesome, empowering.
Brianna told him she wanted a faithful male slave. Sometimes his slavery would be painful, humiliating. She would also nurture and guide him. She would not teardown a man who gave her fealty.
If Chuck did not want to be her slave – and the word was not a metaphor – then they must part.
Chuck felt scared. He was more fearful of losing Brianna than a loss of freedom. She was a superior person. Her guidance made him a better man. When away from her, he had grown more aggressive. He did not let other men push him aside at work. That led to greater professional success.
In her presence obedience followed without thought. Even the first time it felt like second nature.
Chuck slid from the couch. On his knees, he looked Brianna in the eyes. She smiled as he begged her to accept him as her slave.
She told Chuck that he had a test to pass. She would invite a few Domme friends. They would use Chuck however they wished. He must be subservient to them.
She would accept him only if he obeyed her in all things. Pain and shame were not excuses.
The evening’s revelations left Chuck almost paralyzed. Brianna ran her fingers along his face and head. Tingling from her touch, he assented to the test.
Brianna believed emasculation was a tool for orientation of every new male slave.
Saturday night, Brianna ordered Chuck to strip, then put on stockings and a garter. She ignored the questions in his eyes.
Telling him to expect visitors, she left.
A key turned in the front door lock. Four women entered. Brianna’s friends. Chuck froze, he could only stare at the women.
(Later he would learn that the women were members of a local Femdom Club. His humiliation for a special invitation only party. Domme’s helped each other train male slaves and have fun with them.)
They laughed. The women enjoyed a psychological game of cat and mouse.
They caressed Chuck. While he could barely move, his penis responded. Pointing at his erection, they asked him if knew how inadequate it was. How useless. Soon it would be locked away.
As a woman’s slave, his penis would be replaced by his Mistress’. Chuck wondered what they meant. Brianna was a woman.
Each woman opened a carryall. They removed strap-on dildos.
Moments later Chuck was bent over. They called him many obscene and degrading things as they pummeled him. Each Domme took for turns with his buttocks.
Chuck cried. The women mocked his tears.
About an hour after the women left, Brianna came home. She asked Chuck if he enjoyed her friends’ visit.
Chuck thanked her; the women had been nice. She knew he lied. He also knew his place. His capacity for submission was a great as she could hope.
Soon, she would marry him.