MissKateKees

Flushed by the kiss and his cheeky feel of her bottom Leo gulped down the whole flute of champagne. Katrina giggled at this and motioned a butler over to hand a grateful Leo another glass.

“Come with me sir, I need you in a more private setting.” Taking him by the hand, Katrina led him away from the door through the throng of the party. Buzzing from the sweet taste of the alcohol and the physical intimacy of being led by the hand by Katrina’s, Leo felt a surge of happiness and excitement.

As they went through the crowd, Katrina motioned to the two other members of the exec to come with her. Tamika threw down the poor boy she was spanking to the floor and adjusted her tight dress and her boobs before following them. Katrina led them into a small room at the back and shut the door. Suddenly Leo was alone with the three most powerful girls on campus.

“Allow me to introduce you to everyone sir.”

Katrina started with Tamika, of whom Leo already feared. She was known on campus as something of a feminist warrior, often holding rallies against what she perceived as white male privilege. Her wicked tongue and aggressive style often rendering her male detractors, including several of her lecturers, dumbstruck and suitably chastened. Despite his fear of what Erik had described as the society’s ‘enforcer’, Leo could not help but allow his eyes to roam freely over her curvy ebony body, barely contained in the tight dress she was wearing. He concluded her boobs were at least a D cup, but doubted few men had had the privilege of squeezing those luscious beauties. Tamika met Leo’s invasive gaze with an ice cold stare, filling him with dread.

“And here is Harriet, our youngest yet most precocious member.”

Leo recognised this was the young studious girl who had been busy revising while resting her feet on the chastised black stallion in the main room. That such a small, meek-looking girl could imprison a proud black penis in a cage like that astounded him. He was vaguely aware of her already. She had received the highest marks in the country before coming to Athena University and was highly praised by her female tutors as a genius. Before now, Leo had found her prodigious reputation insufferable, such talented women threatened to take jobs from men.

Yet seeing how such a small delicate thing could so effortlessly command authority both excited and terrified him. He concluded she wasn’t much to look at. Short auburn hair, small boobs, and a very straight-laced full length dress. But the amused smirk she was directing towards him cautioned him; she was a dangerous mind to cross. Tipped for great things, while Leo cowered under her teenage presence.

Sat on the only chair in the room while these three powerful young ladies perched on the table, their dresses rising slightly up their thighs, towering over him; it was a struggle to remain any sort of confident composure.

Katrina knew he was struggling and decided to tip him over the edge. Giving him a sultry smile, she slowly parted her legs. Just slightly. Leo did not even try to hide it. His eyes went straight down to the flowery white pattern that was her underwear. For the next half-hour as Katrina talked of her hopes and plans for the CFNM Society, Leo remained silent and nodded along, never once breaking his eyes away from the thin, elegant material between him and Katrina’s pussy.

Flustered, sweaty, hot, horny, confused. Leo tried to piece together the conversation. He had agreed with her on the reality of female superiority. That as 65% of university students were female, it was only a matter of time before most top jobs in the country were female-controlled. That most men were scared of this when instead they could embrace it and enjoy it. The CFNM Society gave young men a chance to break free of old-fashioned patriarchal ideas and accept their new place in a female-led environment. The Society was conditioning its members for the future. For men to become good and dutiful husbands and homemakers. For women to become successful leaders, thinkers and law-makers.

Leo was told in no uncertain terms. He could join and embrace this. They would waive the lengthy waiting list and induct him tonight. Katrina would be his personal mentor and take care of him. Or, if he refused, he could watch as they whipped up the entire female population on campus against him.

The politics of it mattered to Leo very little. As he sat there with his erection pointing up against his trousers for all three ladies to notice. He simply wanted whatever meant spending more time with and under Katrina. Passionately expressing his desire to do anything they wanted of him, Leo took the plunge. He had never felt more alive.

A brief squabble broke out. Each girl wanted Leo as their personal protégé. For a 52 year-old divorcee, to be fought over by these young women was mesmerizing. It was the most attention he’d got in years and was grateful for it. But Katrina held firm. She hugged him deeply, pressing her firm body against him. Leo was in heaven as she planted a kiss on his cheek and told him she was very proud of him.

Before he could realise the full consequences of his lust-fuelled choice, he was being led out by the hand back into the main room. The full grouping settled down and gathered around Katrina as she held Leo’s hand protectively beside her. A few sniggers from the younger girls jolted Leo into realising he was still pitching a tent in his fine suit trousers.

“I’ve a wonderful announcement everyone,” Began Katrina rather triumphantly, “we ladies have long since realised that we are progressing towards a female-led society. In our lifetimes, women will come to dominate all senior professional levels, will out-earn husbands and will begin to shape laws and cultures in a way to be reflect this new reality. With these changes, we will ensure a lasting female-led society, and never see men rise to the top ever again.”

The women in the audience loudly approved. There were some whoops and cheers and a few gloating looks thrown towards the humbled naked men of the group.

“And as for you cocks in the audience…” cue more laughter towards the males in the room “you have realised where your true place lies: Beneath us. Serving us. Stripping yourselves of your clothes and status and begging to obey female rule. The power of the pussy, gentlemen, worship and obey it.”

Even the men applauded, many now sporting healthy erections as they elatedly pledged to obey Katrina and all of womanhood.

“Now there is man who has until now held the misguided notion that ‘he’s in charge…’ ” As the laughter broke out, Leo realised Katrina was staring hard at him. She was referring to him. Like an accusation. Speaking slowly she asked him “Who rules this campus?”

His throat was dry and he struggled to admit it. “…you-you do Miss.”

Hands on her hips with a cruel grin of satisfaction, Katrina defeated the Chancellor with one final word.

“Strip.”

Leo was transfixed with fear. He couldn’t do it in front of all these students. All these young girls who he was meant to be in charge of. Oh no, this was too much, why did I get myself down this rabbit hole?!

But there was no turning back, to the delight and cheers of “OFF! OFF! OFF!” from the young audience, Tamika and Harriet went about undressing him in a very matter-of-fact way. Howls of laughter broke out as the proud man’s trousers were yanked down and he stumbled to step out of them.

Before he could pluck up the courage to resist, Leo was standing in front of the baying mob in his little cotton briefs. The overweight and ageing Chancellor was now a pathetic-looking figure. All the authority of his lofty position had stripped away from him. To these students, he was now a sad joke. Katrina stepped forward, giving him one more manipulating look of sweet conquest, and pulled them all the way down to his ankles.

Leo did not look at anything but kept his eyes fixed with enchanting Katrina’s. The seductress had in one evening stripped him down to an embarrassment in front of the students. His little hard stubby erection bedding in a thick bush of greying hair drew a tittering of laughter and derision from the girls in the audience. The youthful men sniggered at the shameful sight.

Sporting a proud smile, Katrina pointed towards her shoe. Leo knew what to do. Meekly getting down on all fours, he leaned in and gently placed a kiss on the jewel-encrusting high heel. At that point, he knew there was no turning back, he must serve and obey Katrina, and hope she would be merciful in leaving him with a career intact.

Another heel stamped down next to his head causing instant fear, it was Tamika’s. “Come on white boy!” Leo passionately placed a series of kisses on the leopard-skin high heel, desperate not to incur the wrath of the ebony goddess. Kicked sharply in the ass by Harriet, he was commanded to see to her little shoes. The latter was the only one for which he felt resentment. The smug look of the 1st year girl gave Leo a lingering pain of angst. She would be very influential woman one day. But already, at 18, this girl possessed more power than the now quivering Leo, as he sullenly kissed her scruffy shoe, struggling to accept this new reversal.

Though part of him did feel guilty for previously dismissing her for not being attractive. He risked glancing up at her to see her youthful face and wide penetrating eyes glowering down at him. His cock twitched in excitement as he planted hard kisses upon her shoe once more.

“More!” She demanded in a petulant voice. Leo obliged, fully understanding that this 18 year old girl as good as owned him. He pathetically yearned for a crumb of approval from her, though she remained disdainful towards this broken man. He was now desperate for her approval; “Anything Miss Harriet, anything you want!”

Tamika interrupted, grabbing him by the ear and dragging him, so he had to crawl to keep up. He was told to now introduce himself to the other female members of the CFNM Society. As he made to get up a heel bore down on his back, pushing him once more onto his hands and knees.

Tamika instructed him in a mock tone, “You will crawl for the rest of the evening, ‘Chancellor.'”

Feeling truly embarrassed that his little penis was still hard and proof that it actually enjoyed the humiliation, he sighed and crawled one by one to each pair of feminine shoes and dutifully planted a kiss on each. Each pair belonging to a young college girl whom just a few hours ago Leo had assumed authority over. His ass often being slapped as he went by, a snide comment on his small dick size got a huge laugh while another threatened to lock it away in a chastity tube for the rest of term.

A new pair presented themselves before the crawling man. These were black with a red sole. They weren’t? He knew this pair, it can’t be, not her, not here…he looked up – it was! Oh please no!

Standing authoritivley above him, hands on hips and wearing a broad ‘gotcha’ grin, was Ester Lindgren, his Vice-Chancellor.

Leo searched his mind for an explanation. Some reason as to why the Chancellor of a prestigious university would be crawling around naked, obeying female students. No, there was simply no way to get out of this. His ambitious deputy had him over a barrel and they both knew it.

“Well, well, well Leo! I only suggested you check out that the Society was genuine, I didn’t expect you to fully get behind the idea of female authority! You were very quick to whip your cock out for these nice young ladies weren’t you? You realise you’re old enough to be their father!”

Leo stuttered, dumbfounded and humiliated. She’d ruin him. She’d take his job, he’d never get another again after this got out.

“That’s it then.” He said resigned to his fate “You’re going to get me fired aren’t you.”

Before she answered, Ester took her time to assess her ‘superiors’ naked body, noting the horrid thick bush of hair around a very stubby little dick.

“Hmm what was that? Oh no, I’m not going to reveal this, I fully support your lifestyle choice.”

Leo collapsed to the floor in relief. How kind of her when she could have stripped everything away from him!

She continued in a more wary tone “I don’t see why you can’t continue in your role now that you’ve embraced a belief in female authority. Although of course, you can’t be a hypocrite! I’m sure Katrina and the girls will be watching that your actions remain faithful to their principles.” As she said this she pulled Leo’s jaw up so he was gazing up to her stern face.

“And of course, anything they – or I – say regarding little changes or new ideas, you will slavishly obey.”

Leo had no choice but to vigorously agree. Satisfied with that, Ester let go of his face:

“Now. I don’t believe you’ve done me yet…”

Leo was confused by her meaning, until she waved her left foot at him. Of course. He bowed his head in shame and gently, repeatedly, kissed the expensive high heels of his deputy, the woman whom until now he’d dismissed as an irrelevance.

Before the meeting broke up for the night there was the final matter of the Society’s group photo. With Leo and the other men kneeling at the front, girls standing tall and proud behind them, the flash of the camera snapped. For Leo, there was no going back. From now on, it was life under female rule.

The weekend was uneventful yet torturous for Leo. He had now been granted access to the CFNM Society’s website. And sat in a damp heap in front of his laptop for most of Saturday and Sunday as he went through all the old postings and photos of the site. It seems there were CFNM Societies at many other universities too. And some big companies. Even a secret one in the Riksdag. The female members across the country seemed very interconnected. Story after story of these girls going on to great things after graduation filled him with both pride and a little dread. They were now successful lawyers, judges, even politicians. All secretly sworn to put their belief of female superiority into action.

One such woman, Justice Greene had been the famous judge in a recent divorce case, setting a precedent that cheating husbands must surrender all their wealth and assets to their claimant wives. Another former member was now a high-flying politician in the FemNow Party and tipped for future Prime Minister. Reading these stories of talented women taking charge, Leo felt a guilty urge to masturbate. However, Katrina had asked him to abstain from doing so until she gave permission and he felt uniquely bound to her command.

-Monday-

Leo was sitting idle at his desk that afternoon when his secretary, Linnea, knocked on his door and entered. She was a mousy, shy creature. Though clearly very attractive with her bright green eyes under dark, thin eyebrows and a lithe athletic figure, she was every inch the professional. Leo often lusted for her to dress more provocatively like Ester but the polite young girl never did anything out of turn and Leo reviled her for it.

“Excuse me Mr Nilsson sir. There are two students here who wish to see you, Tamika and Harriet? I don’t believe they have an appointment…”

Leo jolted up to an upright position in his chair at the mention of their names. “It’s quite alright! Let them in at once! Stop getting in the way Linnea!” Being flustered he snapped at her, wondering why Tamika and Harriet would dare to come here, to his inner sanctum.

Clearly dismayed by his sudden outburst, Linnea meekly let the girls through and left them to it, closing the door behind her. Leo tried to compose himself and act in charge. “Well hello girls. You’re both looking lovely this fine afternoon, I-”

“I don’t think your flattery is appropriate mister.” Said Harriet sharply. In an instant, she had asserted herself over Leo once more, who slumped into his chair and remained silent.

Tamika casually inspected Leo’s office, randomly picking up bits and pieces of no particular interest. As an aside she quietly said: “And why are you still dressed?”

The Chancellor couldn’t quite believe what she was getting at.

“I SAID – Why are you still dressed!?”

Tamika’s angry outburst horrified Leo, he panicked and thought his secretary may well have heard that through the door. Standing up he hurriedly stripped off, throwing his discarded clothes to the floor. Harriet watched amused, snickering at the shameful sight of it. And there he was. The Chancellor, standing barefoot and naked in his own office. Hands by his sides, head down, his little penis hidden away in his thick bush.

Tamika walked up to inspect him, sneering with contempt at his unimpressive physique: “Next time don’t dare stay dressed in our presence white boy.” And with that she flicked his little limp penis harshly, causing him to wince.

“Now, we are here about to ask about the files you keep. We’ve heard some very interesting things from a student rep called Felicity that the sports science program is very vigorously monitored. Particularly the…health…of the lads on it. And we heard a copy of all…measurements… was kept here.”

Leo was deeply worried they’d found out about this. It was Ester who had approved the highly invasive physicals of the male members of the sports science course. He suspected some copies of the revealing measurements had already got out, he was scared for the lads involved that no more women should see their private measurements, particularly fellow students! [For the full story please check out College Medical by MissKateKees, available on literotica].

“Why-why would you need them?” he offered in a futile defence.

Harriet spoke up, clearly irritated at the delay. “A few first year guys on campus don’t seem to understand the way of things here and are causing issues for the Society and the feminist movement. They happen to be guys on that course. They’ll have had to submit to those medicals. And had all their LITTLE measurements recorded. These will be most useful to us when dealing with them and teaching them that this is a female-first college.”

“-not to mention hilarious to reveal, should it come to that.” Added Tamika callously.

The buzzer on Leo’s table interjected, it was Linnea on the intercom. “Everything ok sir, do you need any assistance?” Now Leo was really panicking, she could walk in any second!

“It’s all filed next door, please take what you wish! I need to get dressed before she sees me!”

With satisfied grins, Tamika and Harriet decided to leave him be and closed the door behind them. Leo buzzed through to Linnea and instructed her to give the girls any file they wanted. His heart beating hard, he slipped on his underwear and began to dress, still shaking from the trepidation of nearly being caught by Linnea.

Next door, his secretary was a little perturbed by these two pushy students, but set aside her doubts and politely asked them which file they were requesting.

“1st year Sports Science – Male Medical exams.”

Linnea gasped as she heard this. Why on earth would they need that? She wasn’t even sure such a file existed. But looking in the filing cabinet she eventually located it. It was marked with a red ‘restricted’ note.

Her caution got the better of her, “I’m not sure I should be giving this out…” She tapped her fingers on the curious document, what on earth was so secretive about this? Surely it was just a list of names with their height and weight. Nothing too secret about that.

“Do we need the Chancellor to tell you again?” asked Tamika sarcastically.

“I’m sorry, no.” replied Linnea “But I can’t give you the original…”

“…I can however photocopy it for you if that’s ok?”

Linnea got to work in awkward silence with the photocopying as Tamika and Harriet watched over her with amused looks. When she gave the hot copies over they thanked her for being so helpful and quickly left. Linnea could hear them laughing as they went down the corridor, clearly pleased with themselves. What was it all about?

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