Femdom University

Welp, here I was. First day at Femdom University. The name was a bit much, but as one of the most prestigious colleges in the world, they could get away with it. Even with their strict and abnormal rules, application rates were high and acceptance rates were low.

But I was one of the lucky few. Femdom alumni went on to become CEOs, investors, and world leaders. I was ready to do whatever it takes.

I knew it would be tough, but I didn't know exactly how tough. As I stepped onto campus, I caught my first real glimpse of the place. A green, open place with giant statues of beautiful women in front of the scattered buildings. It was in a college town, with all the essentials for a student within walking distance on campus. I was there bright and early, so campus was pretty empty. I wanted to make a good first impression no matter where I went.

As I approached the dorm, I kept looking around to take in the view. The university was very secretive, not allowing any photos or outside guests, even prospective students. I opened the door, hoping I was making the right decision with my life.

I saw a blonde, fit woman in a University t-shirt sitting at reception and walked up to her with a smile.

"Wow, first one of the day. Aren't you bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Name?" she asked.

"Ben Johnson"

"Hi, Mr. Johnson, let me get you checked in here... oh! I'm actually your RA. Sue, nice to meet you." She extended her hand and I shook it. She reached for a plastic card.

"Here is your keycard," she continued. "Well, it's actually your dom's keycard. Once she arrives, she'll have complete control over you. Where you go, what you wear, everything."

I raised my eyebrows. So much of the University was secret that I didn't know what was a rumor and what was real. I guess this was real.

"I'll go into more detail at our welcome meeting, but for now you should know that every woman on campus has complete control over every man. Your dom has primary control over you, though staff and professors can override her, and female students can control you with her permission.

With her permission. Wow.

"Why don't you get settled in and wait for Abigale, your dom. I'm sure she'll use your help when she gets here."

"Thank you." I smiled and nodded at her.

I took a couple of trips to bring my stuff up to my room. The room was small- barely bigger than my room at home, but this one was meant for two people. The furniture was noticeably bigger and nicer on one side of the room. I was tempted, but I assumed that was for my dom. I hadn't slept much last night so I could wake up early, and moving my stuff was tiring, so I laid down on my bed to rest my eyes for a second...

BANG BANG BANG. I shot up. Someone was at the door. I jumped off my bed and swung the door open.

Standing in the doorway was a tall, goth woman. Hair long and dyed black, patchwork tattoos across her body, multiple ear piercings, septum piercing, and probably more that I couldn't see yet. She wore a black tank top and short skirt with fishnets. I would've traced the outlines of her curves with my eyes, but I couldn't stare at her right now. I knew this was Abigale, and I was already fucking up.

"Abigale, it's nice to meet you." I extended my hand up to her. "Sorry I got here early for you but I accidentally fell asl-"

She ignored my hand. "Master. Call me master."

I gulped. "Yes, master. What can I do for you?"

"Grab my stuff," she ordered. She dropped her car keys in my hand and walked into the room. I turned and stared at her. "RA meeting in 30 minutes. Go!!"

I sped out. I guess I'd just have to figure out which car was hers, where she'd parked... that's okay. I could do this. I was top of my class in high school, and I'd be top of my class here. I'd figure it out.

I found her car and popped the trunk. It was completely full. I grabbed as much as I could, closed the trunk, and ran. When I got back to the dorm, there was a line for the elevator, so I took everything up the stairs. I dropped the first batch off at her room, then booked it down the stairs again.

I finally got everything. I was sweaty and exhausted. Abigale was lying on her bed. She glanced up from her phone and looked at me.

"Ew, you're gross. Go shower."

"Okay," I said, catching my breath. I grabbed my towel and soap.

"RA meeting in 5 minutes. Don't be late."

Shit. I sped down the hall to the shower. I didn't have time to grab my clothes. I'd just have to throw something on when I got back.

I found an empty shower stall and cleaned up as best and quickly as I could. Once I was done, I dryed off with my towel and tied it around my waist. I was about to sprint back to my room when I realized I wanted to keep my towel on and not fling it off while running. I sped-walked down the hall, past a few other residents that were probably already heading to the RA meeting. I worried about making a bad first impression on them, about being half-naked in public, but they were more interested in each other than a random guy in a towel. Everyone was paired up- male and female roommates, aka doms and subs. I weaved between them as I reached my room.

I was about to open the door when it swung open. I tried to go in but Abigale blocked my path.

"You're too late. We're going to the meeting now."

"But-"

"You'll just have to wear your towel." She closed the door and began down the hallway. I sighed. This would just have to do. I remembered that she controlled what I could wear.

We gathered into a community room. The residents from the whole floor were there. There weren't enough seats, so people piled up onto the chairs and sat on the ground. I looked around the room- I could tell the guys were in various states of acceptance towards the new rules. You could tell each of the women owned each of the men, but there were some men that were comfortable with it and some who were squirming in their seats. Maybe those guys wouldn't make it.

Abigale found a spot on the floor and sat down. There weren't any spots next to her. She gestured her hand over her lap. Okay, I guess I would have to sit there.

I sat down on her lap. Her thighs were soft but muscular, supporting me no problem. I pulled my towel up, worried that it would slip off. But then I saw something. I did a double-take.

A guy was walking through the crowd fully naked except for a collar around his neck. The collar was connected to a leash carried by his dom, a woman in high heels and full dominatrix getup. The rest of the students looked like they fit at a normal college, but this is what I feared Femdom U might be like. And I couldn't believe it was real.

While that guy seemed fine with his nudity, I heard a SMACK as a new couple approached. This guy was naked too, but he was shaking like a dog in a thunderstorm. His dom followed behind him dressed in lingerie.

"Alright guys, welcome to Femdom Univeristy!" Sue announced. The women cheered loudly, while the men looked at their doms for permission to cheer. The ones that got approval then cheered.

"I'm gonna go over what to expect here, what the rules are, and then you guys can get to exploring the University for yourselves! Okay, the school motto is 'Power and Discipline.' Power to the women, discipline to the men. Our unusual methods have high success rates in getting you to the career you want and deserve," Sue said.

SMACK. The lingerie dom had her sub over her lap, disciplining him for who-knows-what.

"I think it's best to start the rules with the dress code because it informs our overall philosophy. Students here can wear whatever the women want, even if that means nothing at all. While men can wear clothes, they may be asked to strip at any time," Sue continued.

As crazy as this all was, it was also arousing. My dick slowly started to rise as I shifted in Abigale's lap.

"As well as control over men, women have complete control over themselves. You may see some topless or naked women here, and that's because they have nothing to fear. Without the threat of men, you'll find life quite comfortable here," Sue said.

I saw some of the women nod in approval. The whole crowd was attractive, and Sue's suggestion really made my mind wander. As I looked at the women seated around me, I hoped that the next time I saw them they would be nude.

"Next, we recommend that all students come at least once a day, though men may only come with the permission of a woman. You may fuck and come anywhere the woman likes. Public sex is not just allowed, but encouraged."

Wow, could they really check when I came? I guess it'd be better to not push my luck.

"I'm passing out packets with a more detailed list of rules, but for now- enjoy yourselves! Get to know the campus!

I grabbed a packet from Sue. Everyone started getting up and leaving. I got up off Abigale's lap and started heading back to our room.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.

"Oh, I thought we were going back to our room."

"You can't go anywhere without my permission."

"My mistake, master. May I go to our room?"

"No. I want to explore the campus. Let's take Sue's advice."

"But-" I gestured at my towel.

"Be grateful I allow you to wear anything at all."

"Thank you master." I stared at the floor and absentmindedly followed her out of the building.

We stepped out onto the concrete. I wasn't wearing any shoes. Thankfully the heat of the day had died down a bit so my feet weren't burning, but it was still painful to walk across the hard, textured surface.

I followed her slow, leisurely pace. The campus was still relatively empty. We only saw other students who were exploring campus too. Professors wouldn't come until tomorrow. We passed by fountains, walked through an old library, and got the lay of the land. Once Abigale was satisfied, we returned back to the dorm.

She laid back on her bed, her feet hanging over the side. I went to get dressed.

"My feet are sore from all that walking. Massage them."

I guarantee my feet were more sore, but I wasn't allowed to complain. I stayed in my towel and went over to her bed. I put a pillow on the ground and got on my knees so I could finally get off my feet. I untied her shoes and pulled each one gently, then peeled each sock off her foot. I set down her shoes and socks neatly to the side. I started with one foot, working both hands into it. I heard her let out a sigh of relief. It felt good to make her feel good. I kept pressing into her foot, working it from heel to toe.

"Are you satisfied, master?" I asked once I was done.

"Yes," she said. She got up from the bed and headed to the door. "I'm taking a shower."

I nodded, then went to finally get dressed.

"No," she said. "Come with me."

We went back to the showers I'd used earlier. I hadn't gotten a good look at them since I was in a rush, but they were located in the only bathroom in our part of the floor. I was the only one in there before, but as we approached it I realized something was different- the sign just said "bathroom," no gender.

We entered to see a couple of showers running. We walked past the shower stalls to see that most people just left their curtains open. Naked men washed naked women, soaping up their bodies. In one stall, a guy actually had to keep his normal clothes on and wash his master while his clothes got soaked. I didn't stare, but the nudity made my dick start to grow again.

We found an empty stall. Abigale began to strip. She didn't close the curtain. I decided I should prep the shower.

"How would you like the water, master?"

"Hot. But not too hot."

Shit. I turned on the hot water and the stall started to steam. I felt it with my hand- it burned at the touch. I turned it down a tad- freezing cold. I looked over at Abigale. She was down to her underwear. I gulped as I turned the shower up the slightest amount. Thank fuck, it was perfect.

I looked up to see her drop her panties and stand up. She was fully naked. I stood there stunned by her perfect form. I locked eyes with her nipple piercings.

"You going to shower in that towel?" she asked.

I shook my head. I grabbed the top of my towel, shaking at the naked woman standing over me. I pulled one end, unwrapping the towel as she stared at me. My boner popped up as I revealed myself to her.

She stepped forward and I stepped to the side as she entered the water. She stood still as it ran over her body. I watched the stream fall down her big, wet tits down onto her stomach, where she had a belly button piercing. Then down to her trimmed bush, her thighs, then to her feet.

I realized she was waiting for me. I grabbed her soap and squeezed some into my hand. I started at her shoulders, going from her neck outwards. Then I moved down her chest, approaching her tits. I teased down the slope of her breasts, then stroked the sides of each breast before scooping under them. I finally got to her nipples and couldn't help but give them a squeeze.

I felt an iron grip on my dick. I froze.

"Washing only," she warned. She released her grip.

I let out my breath, my heart beating out of my chest. I carefully scrubbed the rest of her body, paying no special attention to one area over another.

When she was done, I shut off the water and grabbed her towel. She raised her arms as I dried her off, then wrapped the towel around her.

We got back to our room and she actually allowed me to put on my clothes. I grabbed pajamas and dressed. I looked over at her; she had ditched her towel and was lying naked on her bed. She laid on her back and spread her legs.

"Come here." She patted the bed in front of her pussy.

I climbed the foot of the bed. I positioned my head over her pussy.

"Eat me. It helps me sleep."

I got to work. I licked her slit, lining the lips of her pussy with my tongue. I kissed her inner thighs and just around her pussy, waiting for her juices to build. I ran my tongue closer to the entrance of her pussy, then ran it up to find where her clit was hiding. When I hit it, I felt her shudder. She dug her hands into my hair and scratched my head. I surrounded her clit with my mouth and started gently sucking. I felt her body shudder as she dug her nails into my scalp. I kept playing with her, giving her more and more pleasure. I kept my tongue slow and broad as I ran it across her clit. I paused for a second to catch my breath and she pulled me back in, demanding more. I kept at it as she came, her body tensing and then relaxing around my mouth.

I was happy to serve, but at this point my dick was hard as a rock and denting my pants. Abigale had just pushed me off the bed when I was done.

"Master?"

"Hmm?"

"May I please come?"

"No, not today. Maybe tomorrow."

I wanted to groan but knew I couldn't express my disapproval. I silently went to my bed, pulling the covers over me. I laid face down, my dick pressing into the mattress. I wanted to hump my bed until I came, but I knew there would be hell to pay. I just had to go to sleep and hope she would relieve me soon.

...

I woke up to morning wood. It was worse than last night. I'm not sure how much longer I could go like this.

Abigale was getting ready. She must have an earlier class than me.

"Master, can I please come?"

"If you're good today, maybe tonight. I have to get going." She left.

I was alone in the room. No one would know if I came. Probably. But if I was going to be top of my class, I needed to avoid disciplinary action. I had to obey her.

I got dressed and ready for the day. Abigale didn't give me specific instructions, so I just did what I hoped she'd approve of. I grabbed my backpack and headed to class.

...

I found a seat in my lecture hall. I was here early, even before the professor. I sat at the very front, hopeful that this professor would remember me out of all her students. I saw another guy sit down next to me and turned to him.

"Hey, pretty crazy so far," I said.

He nodded. I saw him write down something in his notes, then showed it to me: "Sorry, my dom doesn't let me talk."

Wow. I guess I had it easy.

I watched the lecture hall slowly fill up, then get very full as the class was about to start. I was looking through the women's outfits for anything that stood out. Some women wore short crop tops or short shorts, but no toplessness or nudity like Sue promised. I guess that was for the better right now anyway- I didn't think my dick could handle much more.

I checked my watch- 9:00 AM. I saw a special door swing open by the lecture podium and our professor step out. She was maybe in her late 30s with bangs and a bob haircut. Brunette. And she was wearing a suit with... her tits fully out. Her suit jacket was buttoned, but she wore nothing underneath and had pulled her big tits through the opening so that they sat on top of her jacket. My dick shot up again.

"Good morning class. So glad to have you all here on your first day. Usually people don't skip class until later," she said. The class laughed. "I'll be going over the syllabus and showing you what this semester will look like. But first order of business, I thought I'd show you what my particular teaching style is like. As you can probably tell, I like my tits." She gestured toward her chest. The class laughed again. "I like having them out, and I like having them sucked. This can prove distracting to students at first, but I like to get everyone acclimated from the first day so that I can teach you to the best of my abilities."

I couldn't focus on anything. I was just staring at her big, milky tits. I was salivating at the thought of sucking on them. I didn't care that I couldn't come, I needed her tits.

"You, and you, come suck on me for today. You'll get some up-close and personal instruction." She pointed at me and the guy next to me.

My heart was racing. I would make an impression on my professor. I just had to suck her nipple properly.

We joined her at the lecture podium. She had two stools for us. I took her left breast, the other guy took her right. I opened my mouth and sucked in her tit. I closed my eyes as I slobbered over her. I licked around her areola, savoring the taste of her in my mouth. I heard her talking again, though I couldn't focus on anything she was saying. I was in heaven. I heard her let out soft moans as I went. My dick was rubbing against my pants, and I shifted my legs to wrap around her leg. I was softly humping her while sucking her nipple. The pleasure was so immense, but I was going slowly enough that I thought I could control it. Until I couldn't anymore. All of a sudden, I felt the pleasure spike as I blew a load from my dick into my pants. I immediately moved my crotch off of her leg.

Fuck, did she feel that? She continued lecturing like nothing had happened. I pulled my face off her tit for a second to check the damage- my pants were wet but none of it had gotten on her. She grabbed my face and pulled me back onto her tit. I closed my eyes, trying to forget what had just happened. The relief was incredible, but I had come without Abigale's permission. I came because of a professor though, and professors outrank students- maybe she'd accept that. I just hoped I could clean myself up before she noticed.

I ran back to my dorm after class, hoping nobody saw the stain on my pants. I dropped my pants as soon as I got to my room, then grabbed my shower stuff to go clean off. I wiped my dick in the shower, relieved that it was soft again and hoping that I could get another orgasm later today. The thought made me start to grow again and I gave myself a few strokes.

I got dressed and returned to my room. When I opened the door, I saw Abigale standing on my side of the room, picking up my wet shorts.

"What's this?" she asked.

"I had to, my professor-"

"No. I don't want to hear it. You came without my permission. Strip."