Chapter 1 - The New Paradigm

It was early summer, just a few weeks after the spring semester ended. Life was good for young, horny college juniors with three months to do whatever they damn well pleased. Merrick cruised down the highway, the top down in his 2020 Ford Mustang convertible. The car was a high school graduation present from his parents; one he probably wouldn’t have received had he not gotten a track and field scholarship to attend university. He was studying Communications, the major infamously chosen by those who had no idea what they wanted to do with their lives.

Merrick’s studies were the furthest thing from his mind as the wind coursed through his short, blonde hair. The light of a beautiful sunset reflected off his shades. The once blue sky was fading into passionate shades of yellow, orange and red. Merrick’s athletic, 5’10 body was best at running and jumping sports, but it was his summer job as a lifeguard that paid the bills. That’s how he kept gas in his tank, fueled his blistering metabolism and furnished his new apartment; the first he’d ever had.

It was at the beach, under one of those brilliant cerulean skies with a just a few wispy patches of white cloud, that he’d met his new girlfriend, Keiko. He’d spotted the Asian beauty working at one of the snack bars by the shore. His guesses about her predicament would eventually be confirmed; that she was a few years older than him, already out of school and worked at the bar as a side hustle to help make ends meet.

Merrick flirted with her a few times and the dutiful clerk seemed amused, if not outright interested. She replied with the requisite polite smiles and brief banter, hurrying their transactions along. That kind of response would be enough to make some give up, but not Merrick. He was determined. The smitten young man kept going back for more snacks and drinks every chance he got. He watched closely and noted the time that Keiko started and ended her shifts.

One day, he waited along the path to the parking lot in the least convincing ambush ever. When she came plodding up the trail in her flip flops, exhausted from a long day of work, Merrick lowered the book he was pretending to read and fired up the small talk. Keiko rolled her eyes and walked right past him, seemingly annoyed. Still, Merrick persisted.

He chatted her up all the way back to her car as Keiko gave only curt, sometimes mocking, responses. At that point, he mentally prepared himself to get shot down, but Merrick wasn’t about to waste this unique opportunity. Even though it didn’t seem to be going well, he asked her out. The aggravated Asian whirled around, placed her hands on her hips and stared daggers at him. Her mouth opened and, just when it looked like she was about to tell him off, her demeanor shifted.

Keiko’s lips drew to a close as she studied him earnestly. It was as if she’d suddenly remembered or realized something. She reconsidered her response. Merrick didn’t understand her sudden change of heart, but he didn’t care why it was happening. It was a ray of hope in the darkness. Then, with a more pleasant smile then she’d ever flashed him at the snack bar, she accepted his invitation.

Since then, they’d been on two dates. The first took place at one of those adult arcade spots where you could eat dinner, drink beer and spend a hundred dollars winning your loved one a three dollar stuffed animal. The second was at an indoor rock climbing facility where Merrick could show off his well-toned body. To her credit, Keiko did surprisingly well. The thin young woman was stronger than she looked.

During these outings, Merrick didn’t exactly feel sparks fly. So far, it felt more like an awkward friendship than a romance. There weren’t any longing gazes on Keiko’s part. In terms of affection, she’d offered him only a peck on the cheek at the end of their second date. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to keep Merrick pursuing her a little while longer. She’d mentioned growing up in a highly religious family, so it was possible she was a slow starter when it came to intimate matters.

Would tonight be any different? They had a classic ‘dinner and a movie’ date planned for this evening. Perhaps Keiko would lower her inhibitions in the theater, a setting famous for couples necking and groping each other. Merrick intended to pick the most boring movie on offer and hope for the best.

That was all on Merrick’s one-track mind as he coasted down the freeway. Classic rock flowed from the speakers of his sports car, competing with the gusting wind around him. The first hints of chill entered the air as the sun dipped lower in the distance. Merrick stepped on the accelerator and the engine roared, propelling him toward an exciting and uncertain future.

“Thank you” Keiko said as she handed her menu to the waiter.

“Thanks” Merrick said with a nod, doing the same.

He turned back to the elegant woman sitting across from him and smiled. Merrick took a sip of his ice water as he studied her up and down. Keiko looked amazing in the form fitting red satin dress. It showed off her slim curves wonderfully while leaving her arms bare at her sides.

The deep crimson garment made her wavy, jet black hair stand out even more as it tumbled halfway down her back. It didn’t expose any cleavage, but the tight piece of eveningwear was far less modest than the outfits she’d warn on their previous dates. By contrast, Merrick almost felt underdressed in his simple button-down and slacks.

He was about to ask Keiko about her day when she beat him to the punch.

“Hey. There’s something I want to talk to you about” she said, breaking the ice. “Something important.”

“Sure” he replied. Merrick folded his hands together and sat with rapt attention.

“I’m going on vacation in a couple weeks. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?”

“Oh! Yeah, I’d love to. Not sure if I can get the time off, since the season just started, but I’ll definitely try. Where are you going?”

“To a camp, upstate, that my friend runs. It’s a beautiful spot, but it’s also a business for her. The whole trip is kind of a package deal.”

“A package deal? What do you mean?” Merrick asked with a scrunched brow.

Keiko’s face shifted into a silly grin. “Have you ever heard of those self improvement camps for men?”

“Wait. You don’t mean those Alpha Male Bootcamps, do you?” he responded with sardonic ridicule in his voice. “I saw some clips of that stuff on TikTok. That shit’s for idiots with too much money. Or losers who didn’t get enough love from their parents.”

“No, not like that!” Keiko waved her hands in rebuke. “Well, I suppose the basic idea is the same, but the place my friend runs is nothing like those ‘back to tradition’ guys. It’s very progressive! The counselors and trainers are all women.”

“Oh. So it’s not just a bunch of burly guys yelling at you and ordering you around like some weird conversion camp for closeted gay men?”

“Not at all. Quite the opposite, in fact. It’s about women training men into better partners for other women. They promote exercise, meditation, etiquette and getting in touch with your feminine side.”

“Hmmm ... that doesn’t sound too bad. A little cringe, maybe. Let me guess. You want me to take part?”

Keiko smiled innocently. “It would be a be a big help for my friend. She’s trying to drum up business and could use a few more smiling faces and testimonials for her website. It wouldn’t cost you anything and since you’re already in great shape, the course would be easy for you.”

“In other words, this a free vacation for you as long as you can rope a guy into coming along and jumping through the hoops. Is that about right?”

“Hey!” Keiko looked indignant. “I wouldn’t offer this to just anyone, you know! I’m asking you because I think it would be nice, for both of us. When you’re not taking part in camp activities, we’ll get some quality time together. We get out own little cabin. Think of it as... playing house.”

“Playing house, huh? Does our role play continue in the bedroom?”

Keiko looked away coyly before her eyes returned to Merrick. “Maybe.”

Her response was non-committal, but the wicked smile on her face was making all kinds of promises. Keiko lifted her water glass and took a sip. At no point did the impish grin leave her face.

“Interesting...” Merrick said with a nod. “With a sales pitch like that, you should be selling vacations, not snacks.”

Keiko’s eyes lit up. “So, you’ll come?”

“You talked me into it. If they won’t give me the time off, they can find another lifeguard.”

It was almost four o’clock as Keiko pulled her Kia Forte LX off the highway. They passed a single gas station, diner and convenience store before heading into the vast wilderness. It had been almost two hours since they left the bustling beach community for the trip up north. Both of them were eager to reach their destination and stretch their legs.

They’d chatted a fair amount along the way and Merrick had scrolled various apps on his phone until there was no longer a reliable signal. The beautiful day and inspiring scenery made up for the loss of internet in the final leg of the journey.

Just as she had in the theater two weeks ago, Keiko occasionally reached over and distracted Merrick with a squeeze of his thigh and grope of his groin. When he looked to her, he saw the first signs of sexual arousal in the raven-haired siren. Her eyes brimmed with excitement and lurid desire.

On the surface, she was demure, but deep down there was something lurking. A wanton appetite that Merrick could practically feel and wanted desperately to tap into. They’d both put in extra hours at work before the trip, so there hadn’t been time for a fourth date, but Keiko had teased him with flirtatious texts during the entire buildup to their getaway. For a woman so seemingly shy, she was a remarkably effective temptress.

“I’m sure you’re starving by now. They serve dinner around five, so you won’t have to wait long. Once we unload our stuff, I’ll introduce you to Vanya. She’ll give you the grand tour before we eat.”

“She’s your friend who runs the place?”

“Yup. I met Vanya a few years ago, when I was still in school. She used to hang out in night clubs close to campus. She’s an amazing woman. Changed my life, to tell you the truth.”

“Wow! That’s high praise. What exactly did she do?”

“It’s difficult to explain. I guess you could say, she opened my eyes. Gave me hope for the future again. Gave me hope for you guys, too.”

Merrick chuckled. “What? You mean men?”

“Exactly. I know it sounds silly, but you’ll see. She’s going to change your life too.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m sure I’ll be different person after she opens my third eye and aligns my vaginal chakras” he said dismissively.

Keiko’s warm disposition turned to stone and she shot him a death glare.

“Whoa! Kidding! Just kidding!” he spoke up, raising his hands in protest. “I’m sorry! I promise I’ll go into it with an open mind.”

The tension and anger drained from the young woman’s face. “Good. That’s all I ask.”

What was left of the drive passed in silence until the woods opened up into a clearing. A long tract of gravel road led up to the exterior of a walled compound with a guard station and an automated barrier arm. The walls stretched out as far as the eye could see until they disappeared back into the forest on either side.

Keiko came to a stop at the barrier and reached for her purse, presumably to get her ID or some kind of badge to flash at the scanner. Before she kind find it, the solitary woman manning the guard station recognized her and waved them through. The barrier arm lifted, admitting them entry. Keiko waved back in thanks before driving in.

“Damn. I wasn’t expecting this place to have security” Merrick remarked.

“It’s a first class operation. You’re getting the deal of century by being one of the guys who get to do this for free. The ones who come later will pay out the nose.”

“Shit. Well, when you put it like that...”

After a short drive through another wooded area, they emerged once again. Merrick’s eyes went wide as they approached what could only be described as a massive, luxurious estate.

“That’s the main lodge” Keiko noted.

“Lodge?!? That’s a fucking mansion!” he retorted.

“I suppose calling it a lodge is underselling it. Wait till you see the guest houses!”

They broke off to the right rather than proceeding around the circular driveway that led to the main building. In the distance was a parking lot and a series of renovated cabins. They parked in front of one of the unclaimed dwellings and unloaded their gear in the living room before heading back out. As they walked down the gravel path back to the manor’s entrance, Merrick grew curious.

“Where is everybody? I thought we’d see someone else by now?”

“The training yards and other facilities are behind the lodge, deeper in the estate” Keiko answered. “It’s a large camp and many of the buildings are spread out. Those already enrolled in the program are finishing up their activities before dinner. Anyone joining today, like you, is probably already at the main building, going through orientation.”

“Oh ... I guess that makes sense.”

After traversing the other half of the long, paved oval they climbed a few short sets of marble steps and reached the entrance to the so-called lodge. It’s large double doors opened freely and they slipped inside. Their footsteps echoed as they entered. The largesse Merrick witnessed could only be compared to the Spencer Mansion in Resident Evil. He began to realize this place was almost definitely a former country club that had been retrofitted for the group’s purposes. But what kind of small business startup could possibly afford a property like this?

Keiko led him into a parlor adjacent to the foyer. Aside from the ticking of a grandfather clock, the room of fine furnishings and framed renaissance art was dead silent.

“Wait here” she said while pointing back at the hallway. “I’ll go find Vanya. Make yourself comfortable.”

“Sure. Thanks.”

Merrick chose not to sit as he waited. Two hours in the car had been more than enough time on his butt for someone who was normally very active. He strolled around the gaudy room and studied his surroundings. The longer he did, he began to notice that certain smells seemed out of place. There was a lingering chemical odor in the air that definitely wasn’t furniture polish or any other cleaning agent. It seemed almost rubbery in nature. Below that scent were other hints of filth. The kind of pungent smell that only emerged after a roll in the hay with a co-ed, slathering the bedding in your mutual fluids. Or after a marathon edging session and filling a sock or condom with abundant ejaculate.

A door opened at the other side of the room, snapping the young man out of his musings. Keiko re-emerged. What followed behind her perplexed Merrick at first, but as its form became clear, confusion gave way to shock. She was a giant of a woman; so tall that she had to duck her head to enter. So massive that her curves barely fit through the door frame.

There was no trace of hair on the mystery giantess. Instead, her bald head was covered by a shiny helm of cone-like black spikes. From her broad shoulders, a massive cape flowed down, red satin on the inside and leathery black on the outside. Her behemoth curves were surrounded in a web of black leather straps that bit into her skin lightly, creating small bulges in her flesh that sent the mind reeling. The body harness and a thick, leathery bra were all that covered her torso and upper legs until black, glossy thigh-high boots took over.

In her hands she carried a golden scepter adorned with red jewels. It appeared to have various buttons and compartments installed along its length. In case the Dominatrix-from-Space vibe wasn’t shocking enough, her final surprise was enough to make any jaw drop. Hanging from her crotch was a massive pipe of girthy fuck-meat, secured snugly in its own leathery cock sleeve. Directly below it, also straining to be free, was a mammoth scrotum. Its peach complexion overflowed the black leather ball hammock that cradled them like a second bra.

As Keiko stepped aside, Vanya marched forward; her boot heels stomping across the floor. Such was her size and heft, the thick oriental rug barely dulled her footsteps as she proceeded.

Merrick froze at first, but as she drew closer, he backed up in reflexive terror. The otherworldly woman towered over him by a foot. She was at least 6’10 and the tallest rubber spike stuck straight up from her helm, adding to her already imposing stature. Merrick felt chills the likes of which nothing else in his twenty one years of life had ever instilled.

“Hello, young man” she spoke in a deep, haughty voice. The advancing hellion tapped the end of her scepter in her free hand. It smacked into her shiny glove with supple impact. “Welcome to your new home.”

“Wha... What the hell?!?” Merrick finally spoke up. He continued to backpedal as Vanya continued her advance. “Keiko?!?” he called out to his girlfriend. “What is this?!?” His gaze sought her out, only to find the skilled seductress staring back with a knowing grin.

Realizing that any pleading with her would be fruitless, he turned back to the monstrous femme bearing down on him. Merrick panicked and held up his hands in desperate appeal.

“I’m- I’m gonna go now! I’m sure your program is great, but I don’t think this is my kind of- AHHH!”

The former student was caught off guard as he backed directly into a wall of latex and flesh. Two powerful hands seized his body in tight grips. Merrick felt another sleeve of thick, bulging cock press between his ass cheeks and brush up against his legs. It seemed the woman behind him was much like the amazon approaching him. If her prodigious prick wasn’t warning enough, her gargantuan breasts pushed into the back of his head and smothered his hair. Her giant, leather-wrapped rack weighed his head down with their stupendous bulk.

“It’s pointless to resist, little one” he heard Vanya’s voice boom again. “You belong to The Dominae now.”

Merrick strained his neck, fighting against the avalanche of tit flesh that encumbered his restrained form. The woman behind him laughed and allowed him to struggle for a short while, but she eventually grew bored. She released his right arm just long enough to grab an implement from her belt and bring it to Merrick’s neck.

“Nighty night, bitch!”

The snapping, gas expulsion sound of some kind of chemical gun discharged as Merrick felt a fierce pinch at his neck. He struggled to escape her grasp, but it was no use. The Dominae guard took his right arm back into custody within seconds. Merrick’s vision began to swim as his body went fuzzy and his muscle coordination fled. He watched with growing haziness as his treacherous girlfriend walked forward and took her place beside Vanya. The Femdom warlord turned to greet her.

“You did well, Keiko. He’ll be a fine addition to the project.”

“Thank you. It was my pleasure, Commandress. May I go prepare for the festivities?”

“Of course. You’ve earned your place in the gallery tonight. You’ll have two pets at your disposal. Enjoy the show, my dear.”

“I will, Lady Vanya.”

Merrick’s consciousness slipped away, but before the darkness claimed him, he was witness to one more astonishing moment. Vanya looked to the guard holding their new captive and spoke once more, but the sounds that spiraled from her mouth weren’t words; or at least nothing that a human would interpret as such. They were a combination of static, metallic reverberation and growling which could only be an alien language.

As soon as the ear-splitting sounds ceased, the guard hefted Merrick over her shoulder and carried him off. The helpless young man passed out just as they exited the parlor.

“Uhhhhhhnnnnn... fuck.”

Merrick awoke slowly as his skull pounded with a powerful headache. Chains and metal fittings clanked all around him as he sat up on a plain, heavily stained mattress with no blankets or sheets. The soiled pallet reeked of sweat and cum. Surprisingly, he wasn’t shackled to the O-rings along the wall of his dingy cell, but he was restrained in other ways.

A thick metal collar with a plush leather interior ringed his throat, giving his neck just enough wiggle room to easily breathe and swallow. His dick was locked in a brutally small cage of gray steel that would never allow him to achieve full erection. His balls, likewise, were secured in a mini harness. Small metal diodes pressed into his sensitive flesh at multiple points along its leather straps. Aside from his new adornments, the freshly minted slave was completely nude.

On the floor not far away, Merrick spotted an unopened bottled water and a small cup with two medicinal capsules in it. Next to them was a note that read: ’Painkillers. Take them if you wish.’ He grabbed the cup and swallowed the meds eagerly, gulping them down with the still cool spring water. The rest of the refreshing liquid flowed into his gullet before he sighed in relief and tossed the empty container aside.

Even when the painkillers kicked in, he could still feel a dull ache at the side of his head. Merrick reached up and felt across the aching area, searching for a bandage, scar or stitches. Ultimately, he found nothing. He wasn’t sure what they’d done, but some kind of procedure had definitely been performed there.

KER-CHANK

The cell door opened and in strode the leather-decked Commandress. She ducked down upon entry just as she had earlier that day. The giantess placed her hands on her hips, which served to spread out the cape ever further and make her outline more imposing. She surveyed her new plaything with amusement, reveling in the unexpected and instantaneous nature of his transformation. Little did Merrick know, his transformation had only begun.