The Women's Investment Group
Short Story by: Slave Michael
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~~The WIC, women's investment group was formed as a social group of dominant women, upperclass mothers, and upscale soccor moms. The purpose of the group was to form all the bored housewives into a
support group that could effect change in their community. Marylyn chambers joined the group 2 years after it formed. Unlike the other ladies in the organization, she had her sights set much
higher. She realized that some of the women in this group were judges, attorneys, and even police officers. Marylyn was getting an idea of how to gain control of the whole gated community and maybe
get rich in the process.
One of the women was married to a fortune 500 business owner. It was simple to set him up, but she needed his wife's help. Good thing for Marylyn, Evelyn carr was angry at her husband as he
had soundly strapped her bare bottom for not doing the dishes. The welts on her bottom weren't going away anytime soon. Evelyn was happy to put her husband in his place. They arranged to put 2
kilos of cocaine under the seat of the car and called officer Rebecca sanders, also a member of the group. He was pulled over and arrested. His attorney, another member of the group, approached him
with an offer. 20 years in prison or sign over control of his company to the group and all charges would be dropped. Having no choice, Thomas Carr signed the papers and the charges were
dismissed.
Suddenly the group had financial backing in the millions of dollars. Marylyn was immediately chosen as its leader and plans were made to take control of the other husbands in the community.
Strengthening their hold on the community. Thomas, meanwhile, was miserable. Not only was his company no longer under his control, but now he was bent over the couch receiving the strap from his
wife. He had tried to maintain control but discovered that his wife was one step ahead of him. Thomas, his small wife ordered, get over that couch or so help me, I'll have the group pull all your
credit cards and fire you. I'm in charge now, and you better obey me. Thomas had no illusions that the tables had indeed been turned. He was, for the first time in his life, very much afraid of his
wife. Defeated, he bared his bottom and bent over. As the first lick bit into his bottom, he knew his life would be different from now on.
Marylyn had managed to secure control of all the men in their community and had instituted a whole new corporal regime. All the men were subject to the board or directors of the WIC group.
That's what led Michael tavert to be standing in front of the council on this brisk Friday morning.
Good morning Michael, said Marylyn sternly, do you know why you are here? Michael knew exactly why he was here. He was heard speaking against the group and trying to rile the men to action.
Yes ma'am , returned Michael, I was doing what a man is supposed to do. How dare you, screamed Marylyn, how dare you question this group, you insolent pup!! Michael hadn't expected this kind of
outburst and took a few steps back. Stand still boy, ordered Marylyn coldly, you're in enough trouble as it is. Turning to the groups secretary, she commanded, fetch me my strap!
Michael just turned and ran. Jerking open the door, he ran right into two huge women who served as guards for the group and of course were members themselves. They grabbed Michael and dragged
him back into the council chamber as some of the other women wheeled in a heavy spanking bench and mounted it in the center of the room. Michael struggled but was nonetheless strapped down on it in
a matter of minutes. The secretary by this time had returned with the punishment strap and when Michael saw it passed into Marylyn's hand, he began to really struggle. Marylyn smiled coldly as she
approached her victim, like a cat playing with a trapped mouse.
Michael began to shake as the guards removed his pants and undies. Pl-Please ma'am, Michael begged, I'm sorry. Sorry, Marylyn laughed? Oh no boy, I'm gonna introduce you to sorry. Michael
realized his mistake far too late as Marylyn moved behind him and positioned herself so she could swing the strap effectively. Now Michael, began Marylyn, you will learn to obey the women in this
group and learn what you place is in it. The strap whistled through the air and impacted Michael's ass and sank into his fleshly bottom. Asti fell away,it left a 2 inch wide welt in its place.
Michael screamed as the pain spread throughout his body. Again the strap landed, and again Michael screamed in agony. No, Michael cried out, no more. I'll never disobey you again. Marylyn smiled
and struck again without mercy. Over and over, she strapped Michael's ass hard. In all, Michael received 50 licks and by the time it was over, Michael was a sobbing mess of welts and tears.
Michael was left there to cry out his apologies as the council members had coffee and talked, ignoring the fact that Michael was even there. Michael's ass burned like fire. The strapping was
long over but the burning sting hadn't faded. He laid ther and whimpered in agony and could do nothing to comfort his tender bottom.
Marylyn watched him from across the room. She did a fine job on his bottom and was pleased with the result. She was ready to finish with him and brought a chair over and placed it at his head
and sat down. Michael, she began, look at me! Michael immediately obeyed and looked up at Marylyn. Now Michael, I want you to understand two things. One, if you ever attempt something like this
again, I will show you what true pain is. I was hard on you, but not nearly as hard as I could of been. You are a member of this community and bound by its rules and consequences. Accept that this
is how it is here. Stop fighting me and this council. Two, I spent a lot of time on this group and no one will unseat us. You found out what happens to those that try. As you are not married and
you're mother isn't strong enough to discipline you, you are to be assigned a governess who will move in with you and your family. You will answer to her. She was one of the guards that invited you
back in when you tried to run away. She will be strict but fair. I suggest you obey her and get this rebellion out of your system. Joann will most certainly paddle your bottom raw. And as your
mother has failed in her duties, her bottom is already going to get Joann's attention. Your rebellion is over, Michael! Looking up as the guards approached, Marylyn addressed Joann. Please take
Michael home and his mother needs a firm reminder of her place in this group as to what her duty is. Yes ma'am, retuned Joann, I assume it is at my own disscression. Of course, take whatever steps
you need to get both of them back on track. I will move in immediately and begin their training. They unstrapped Michael and Joann pushed him ahead giving him a smart smack on the ass.
As they left, Marylyn smiled at the empire that she had built from nothing. She was pleased. The power was where it belonged, with women. And the men were where they belonged..... Under her
thumb. Marylyn found another group in Nevada. Maybe she would go and see if she could help the women there find something fun to do. Yes, she was definitely the happiest woman on earth.
THE END
For the girl who is perfect
Submitted: March 13, 2015
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