Susan arrived home with a smile on her face and a spring in her step.  Her long blond ponytail bobbed happily behind her as she made her way to the kitchen.  She’d had a great day training out of shape losers at the gym.  Getting paid to put fat couch potatoes through their paces was her dream job.  They would work and sweat to lift a hundred pounds as she watched.  Then she would lift three hundred pounds in front of them.  Susan could practically see their dicks shrivel as she stripped them of the last of their manhood.
Her hot pink athletic shorts and white ribbed tank top superbly showcased her strong tanned arms and legs.  The U-shaped neckline framed the top of her ample cleavage, teasing gazers by concealing her exquisite bosom.  Although she was supremely fit and well-built, her features were still feminine enough to make onlookers drool with desire.
Gynarchic Arrangement
While neither of us has ever work again, for reasons you’ll read about in a minute,  Susan kept her job just to humiliate a variety of fat losers, and I kept mine as a weekly columnist as an excuse to voice my political opinion.
Susan’s sneakers squeaked on the linoleum as she playfully skidded into the kitchen.  I was chopping onions when she kissed my long neck.  I’m a tall slender woman with long legs and chiseled features.  I keep my jet black hair in a short butch cut to project an air of harsh power.  I enjoy feeling powerful and cruel...[read the complete fiction ](http://femdoming.com/fiction/the-perfect-bdsm-slave-marriage-part-1/)