Nestling deep in the secluded valley of a
mountain range in Nevada, Mistress Kayla’s training compound dominates the
landscape. Spread-out across the valley’s beautiful
green vegetation, with the tall, menacing and nearly impenetrable mountains
making up its backdrop, the specialized training facility is a spectacular
place. With access limited to helicopter or 4-wheel drive vehicles, Mistress
Kayla’s private lair saw no uninvited guests, or any unplanned departures.
Extremely wealthy by
virtue of her one-of-a-kind business venture and dominant creativity, Mistress
Kayla’s large and eccentric facility is a very unique training compound. It’s a
place that specializes in the acquisition and training of men in the art of
serving their soon-to-be owners. But it’s the unique service that these men are
trained to provide that makes this place so thrilling, terrifying and life
changing, all at the same time.
It’s Kayla’s deep
rooted passion for her work that makes her so good at what she does and her
business so incredibly successful. She takes young men, both willing and
occasionally unwilling and systematically transforms them into obedient pets,
either puppies or ponies, with 100% success. Unsure what to expect when they
first arrive at the compound, there’s absolutely no question what’s expected of
them by the time they are ready to leave. Once broken and fully trained, these
men are sold to some of the wealthiest and most influential people in the
For the younger,
smaller, and more adorable young men, they’re trained as lap dogs. They learn
to please, tease, and serve their dominant and often demanding owners in a
variety of pleasurable ways. Stripped of their free will and dignity, these puppy
boys soon exist only to whimper and lap at the feet of their owners. Broken and
well trained, the submissive cuties serve at their owner’s side without
question, ready to please in any variety of ways, or suffer the punishment
deserving of any defiant pet.
For the more mature men
who find themselves at the mercy Mistress Kayla’s trainers, they learn to adore
and serve their owners in a number of productive ways, including that of
ruthlessly protective guard dogs. Trained to play, please and protect, these
pups require more regular obedience training and punishment to keep them
in-line and focused. There’s virtually no command they won’t obey to gain the
approval of their master.
And finally, for the
stronger and more unfortunate young men who arrive at the training compound,
they quickly find themselves in Mistress Kayla’s pony stables. Larger in
stature and physically stronger, these muscle toned men learn what hard work
and obedience is truly all about. Unmercifully and sometimes cruelly trained to
obey and perform, these men can find themselves pulling personal transport
carriages, wagons, lawn mowers and other tools of work. The compound’s trainers
hone their service skills to provide the transportation services between the
house and the arrival areas that support Mistress Kayla’s extensive and
lucrative business venture. In addition, these pony slaves in training pull the
mowers that cut the acres and acres of lush green grass each week. It’s these
pony boys that keep the compound’s grounds maintained.
Once ensnared at
Kayla’s compound lair, the trainees are not only mentally broken and thoroughly
dominated; they’re physically manipulated as well. With a steady diet of
uniquely engineered drugs, the young men designated for puppy and pony duty
soon find their olfactory senses so acute they can smell an approaching person
at 200 feet, their tongues swell so large they can barely contain them in their
mouths, their vocal cords all become all but useless and finally their cocks
and balls grow so large that they dangle and swing between their legs, nearly
to the point of discomfort.
However, it’s the fifth
and final effect of the drug regimen that is perhaps the most torturous,
controlling, and occasionally debilitating.
Within their enlarged and swollen balls, the helpless men generate large
amounts of thick and creamy semen that quickly fills their stretched sacs.
Unable to stop the relentless production, they desperately need to expel their
life giving fluid every 48 hours at minimum. If forced to exceed the 48 hour
mark without any relief, it becomes nearly impossible to function. Fearing the
awful punishment for masturbation far more than the disconcerting extraction of
their building loads, the men can do little but pant and whimper as they endured
their intensely personal ordeals.
But what would any
respectable kennel or stable be without a few premium females available for
show and breeding? By acquiring only the most beautiful and desirable young
females for the tasks ahead, the lovely creatures help keep the kennels and
stables filled with excitement and sexual desire.
Always on the hunt for
new additions for her business or her personal collection, Mistress Kayla
spends several days a month at her estate near the big city. Here she can find
her new recruits and then whisk them off to her private training facility, far
off in the southern mountains. Whether she’s working her powerful seductive
magic on the seemingly unaware, or making special deals with the local
authorities under her staggering influence, Kayla has a remarkable ability to
add amazing new specimens to her collection.
It was another sunny and warm afternoon at the local park where Kayla
often hunted for her next trainee. Sitting on her usual bench about 30 feet off
the running path, she sat in the shade of a large oak tree as she watched the
many runners pass by. Although her business was primarily focused on the
training and sale of select young men, she also enjoyed the pleasures of a fine
woman on occasion as well. Fully understanding and accepting of the deep and
kinky desires that fuelled her personal pleasures, she thoroughly enjoyed the
sight of both sexes as they pranced by on the path.
Peaking at a touch over 5’ 8”, Kayla was a tall and
amazingly seductive full-figured 145 lb. woman in her mid-thirties. Her long
wavy blonde hair, large alluring blue eyes, silky smooth skin and captivatingly
seductive smile, made her an irresistible sight for most anyone within eye
shot. Dressed in her black knee high leather boots with 4” heels and very
revealing short black dress, no one passing by could resist stealing a glimpse
of the beautiful dominant as she sat waiting on the bench; like a cougar
waiting for its prey to appear.
As was usually the case, it wasn’t long before an
attractive young man caught her eye. He looked about 5’ 5’ and 140 lbs. as his
glistening shirtless body drew closer. His slender, young and sexy body was
quite well defined from his years of gymnastics training and a real pleasure to
gaze upon. His long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail. He jogged along
the path barely showing any sign of fatigue.
Knowing he was approaching the point on the path where he
would certainly spot her perched on the bench, her eyes locked onto him as she
positioned herself just right and began to smile in preparation. With each
approaching stride, her sinister smile became more alluringly wicked as the
pleasure receptors in her body began to tingle with anticipation of the first
And sure enough, it began to unfold just as she knew it
would. Kayla’s irresistible presence quickly caught his attention and he
couldn’t help but glance over to her. Like a moth to a light, his eyes locked
onto hers and he couldn’t look away. Instantly captivated by the seduction in
her eyes and the overwhelming sexuality of her mere appearance, he began to
stumble and stray from the paved path. Stunned and embarrassed by his
uncontrollable reaction to her enchanting presence, it took him a moment to be
able to look away and continue on.
Kayla knew by his response to their brief encounter that
he would be back. She’d been down this road many times. Experience taught her
that her prey was now sufficiently disabled and would soon fall into her
clutches. From here it was a waiting game; all she could do now was sit and
wait. The only question remaining; is he a keeper?
Several minutes later she spotted the young man circling
back, just as she anticipated. This time he was already looking her way as he
approached. And just as she knew he would, he slowed to a walk as he approached
the section of trail nearest her bench. Then, acting as if he were tired and
done with his exercise routine, he stopped on the path and bent over with his
hands on his knees to catch his breath. Finally getting up the courage, he
turned his head toward the bench to get another good look at the beautiful
woman who had caught his interest so.
“All done, sweetie?” Kayla spoke out rather loudly.
Smiling back at her now, he responded, “Yeah, I’ve had
enough for today.”
Unable to stop himself, he stood up straight again and
started walking toward the bench. He quickly noticed that Kayla was sitting in
the middle, with her body turned slightly to the side in a very seductive pose.
With her catch on the line, Kayla was now ready to reel
him in like a big game fish. “You look tired, why don’t you come here and rest
He approached the bench but soon realized she wasn’t
going to slide over to give him room to sit. Being only 4 foot long, there wasn’t
enough room for him to sit and she wasn’t moving over as he came closer. Now
standing just a couple of feet away and looking down at the voluptuous woman,
he couldn’t help but admire the view of her highly visible cleavage.
“Do you run here often?”
He was struggling to look away from her amazing cleavage
as he responded, “Almost every day since I moved here 3 weeks ago.”
“Well, it’s been a month since I was here last, so that
explains why I’ve never noticed you before. What’s your name?”
“Beau,” he replied, as his eyes darted about in an
attempt to admire her while not looking too obvious.
Feeling uncomfortable standing before the woman and
towering above her, he came to realize she wasn’t going to invite him to sit
next to her, so he squatted down near her feet in order to continue their chat.
“Beau… I really like that name. Mmmm, it’s almost as sexy
as you look.”
Blushing and looking down at her boot-clad feet, he
finally responded, “Thank you.” He paused for a few seconds and then continued,
“May I ask your name?”
Sensing she might have a keeper squatting before her,
Kayla decided it was time to turn up the heat.
“You can call me Ma’am.”
Inhaling deeply and blushing even more, he soon
responded, “Ok,” as his eyes rose up briefly to meet hers.
“How old are you Beau?”
“I’m 22,” he replied with his eyes now focused on her
“That’s such a fine and impulsive age… I remember my
twenties, such fun and reckless abandon.” Seeing Beau’s eyes affixed on her
feet she asked, “do you like my boots, Beau?”
“Ahhhhhh, ummmm, yes, they’re
“What’s the matter, Beau, did you forget my name?”
Stumbling and stammering ever more, he finally replied,
“N-no, Ma’am, I-I didn’t, Ma’am.”
With each passing second she could feel the young man
falling into her grasp. She spread her legs slightly and saw his eyes
immediately look toward her mostly exposed inner thighs.
“Do you like what you see now, Beau?”
Unsure what to say next, he quickly looked away from her
creamy smooth thighs.
She bent over, reached out and grabbed a hold of his
chin, lifting his head.
“Are you shy, Beau? Or do you not like what you see?”
Red faced and stunned by the events unfolding, he finally
replied, “Yes, Ma’am, you look very nice.”
Releasing his chin, she squared herself up with the bench
and spread her legs wide enough for Beau to see all the way up to her
panty-less crotch. Seeing his eyes widen with excitement, she knew it was time
to seal the deal.
She pointed to the patch of grass directly between her
spread knees and said, “Kneel here and sit back on your ankles.”