Dear Reader, this is a re-write of a story I wrote in December, 2017. There's more character development and more 'fleshing out' of the story. Just a note: although the entire story is oozing with fem domme sexuality the nuggets of actual sex are spaced apart.
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"Honey, I need you to do this."
Aaron trembled as Melissa looked into his eyes. She was holding his face up with her two hands so he had to look back at her.
"We've worked hard for this. This is our moment."
There was urgency in her voice. Aaron nodded his head and looked down. With that assent Melissa continued to prepare him.
Aaron was naked except for his steel chastity cage. Melissa used a thick, well oiled leather belt to bind his muscular arms to his sides and metal clasps to attach his wrist cuffs to collars strapped around his muscular upper thighs. A second strap pulled his arms back. Posture was important; she tapped him with her crop to gently remind him to stand up straight.
"OK, now the leash" she softly said as she clipped her leather leash to the ring that was welded onto the base ring of his cage.
The final item was the blindfold. It was soft leather and was made to fit his face perfectly, blocking out all light and vision. Aaron always felt better when the blindfold went on when he was bound, as it put him in his own private world. When he could see he felt he had some responsibility for himself, even when bound and helpless. Sightless and bound, he surrendered completely to Melissa. He loved the feeling of being completely in her hands!
Melissa surprised Aaron with a soft kiss on his lips. Her long blond hair brushed against his face. She reassured him that they were well prepared and that she was sure he would do well.
A light came on signifying that it was time to begin. Melissa started walking and gave Aaron's leash a gentle tug. He followed her out the door into a small arena. Two hundred and fifty women, and their collared men, started cheering. Although Aaron couldn't see them there were four other bound, blindfolded men being led into the center ring like him. They were the five finalists. This was the final event of the Superior Ladies Obedience School for Men annual competition. Each of the men and women had worked hard, trying to perfect their technique and showmanship. They were the best, but there could be only one winner.
Aaron and Melissa were to go third, so she tethered Aaron's leash to a post that was there for that purpose. The rules required that he wait alone, so she gave him an affectionate squeeze on his left buttock and walked away.
"I've got to leave you here. You'll be fine."
Now Aaron felt alone and a bit scared. It was different when Melissa was holding his leash and he knew she was there. Now she could be anywhere, perhaps far away from him. He began to panic and his breathing quickened. He realized what was happening and caught himself. As his training kicked in and he took control of his breathing, the panic subsided.
Melissa had been just a few feet away watching him as he dealt with his fear. She was proud of Aaron for how he had mastered himself and ultimately she was proud of how SHE had mastered him!
The crowd cheered for the first contestant. He was skilled and was doing well. It would be difficult to beat him and his mistress! Then the second pair went. They were also very good but made a small error that Melissa was sure would cost them points.
Finally, it was their turn!
The first event was an obedience trial. Melissa removed Aaron's leash from the post and unclipped it from the loop on his cage. He was now completely untethered but still tightly bound and blindfolded. He was to be controlled solely by her voice. His job was to follow Melissa's commands, exactly. Walk ten steps forward. Stop. Turn right. Stop. Walk backwards five steps. Aaron couldn't see them but he knew the mud traps were there, waiting for any error or misstep. If he made a mistake he would fall into a trap and have to continue the course covered in slime. Melissa wasn't permitted to touch him with her hands or her crop. Step by step he went, quickly because he was being timed and if he took too long he would be disqualified. The crowd roared as he entered the circle in the middle. He had completed the first trial! He stood proudly as Melissa came up to him, kissed him, and reattached the leash. She stood next to him, maintaining a slight pressure on the leash. The pressure on his leash was important to him; it reminded him of his connection to Melissa.
The fourth contestant started but got confused and went left when he should have gone right. He fell into the mud, had difficulty getting out and ran out of time.
The final man did very well, striding with confidence, and completed the course in record time.
The mirroring contest was next. When it was their turn, Melissa started walking slowly while maintaining a gentle pressure on the leash. Aaron had to follow her lead, having only the feeling of the leash to guide him. She turned left, he turned left. She stopped, he stopped. The judges were looking for more than mere obedience. They were looking for a merging of the two people into a single entity, controlled by the woman. Aaron's job was to understand what Melissa wanted him to do by the gentlest pressure on his leash. He excelled! It was like he could read her mind. In fact, he often
could
read her mind, anticipating what she wanted even before she spoke.
For the final contest, the four remaining men were led up onto the stage and tethered there, still blindfolded, still bound. Closed circuit TV cameras were focused on each of their genitals. Four men, four mistresses. This was the arousal contest in which the audience would be the final judge. The mistresses had two minutes to bring their men to maximum arousal within the confines of their cages. The rules were simple - No Touching The Genitals! The audience would judge which man was bulging the most from within his steel enclosure. The mistresses knew their men intimately, of course, but this was a high pressure situation and it was difficult to know how each man would react.
Melissa felt that Aaron wasn't sufficiently focused so she slashed his buttocks once with her crop. Then again. The pain was exactly what he needed; now his mind was only on her. She pressed her body against him as she gently scratched his belly with the nails on one hand, and caressed his inner buttocks with the other. Melissa knew that pleasuring
her
was what got Aaron most excited so she offered him her breast, touching her nipple to his lips. He stiffened visibly as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, taking as much of her breast in as possible. When his mouth was full with her breast he played with her nipple, deep in his mouth. Melissa's sharp gasp of pleasure was what Aaron needed to get fully aroused himself. He bulged in his cage and felt like he was going to break the bars. The audience was going wild! The bell rang, marking the end of the contest. The audience was asked to vote by cheering for each pair in turn. Number one, number two, number three, number four. Aaron and Melissa got the loudest applause.
They won!
The three other men were led sadly away as Aaron was led to a platform on the stage where he and Melissa were to receive their prize. Once there, Melissa asked Aaron to bend his head so she could remove his blindfold. He blinked at the sudden light and was suddenly embarrassed when he saw all of the women and their men staring at him. He had been spared that by the blindfold, and wanted to bury his face in Melissa's neck but she wouldn't permit him to.
The head judge approached them with their prize: a beautiful handmade leather collar for Aaron's neck. The judge presented it to Melissa who proudly buckled it onto Aaron. She kissed him passionately to raucous applause and led him away.
