Female Dominatrix’s Co-Op; Hunting Down the Alpha Males. ♕

The Obsidian Rose Rises.

In the year 2089, women came into power. Project Gorgon kicked in and exterminated a majority of men. The goal was a redefined reality, a redefined earth—a world where women could live in harmony without men sending us into a hopeless future. The project was successfully launched; however, rebellions ensued. Now, you can find communities of men around the globe, staying hidden within the shadows. Our female dominatrix’s co-op, “The Obsidian Rose,” targets these men globally, tracking and hunting them down, annihilating every last one, or at least that’s what the mission statement says…

Behind the scenes, the reality is entirely different. Women of elite status hire us to hunt down the finest alphas, capture them, train them in the art of worshipping a woman, and forcing them to surrender and submit to us. At the female dominatrix’s co-op, Obsidian Rose headquarters, the S002 level is in the basement of our establishment. It’s massive… It’s as big as a growing town turning into a city. There, we divide men into “pods,” white rooms without windows or any form of entertainment. We offer them basic amenities, but nothing that can act as a tool of rebellion.

Female Dominatrix’s Co-Op displaces and redefines.

The S002 floor acts as a holding hub for our enslaved alphas. We bring them in and out at different hours of the day, training them on all the fine details of worshipping a woman. Unfortunately, most of these men are hard to break. That’s why the female dominatrix’s co-op has a few tricks up its sleeves. We take any rebellious man into the “torture chamber,” a room filled with painful gadgets that allow us to torture our enslaved alphas however we please. There are ropes to tie them into place, whips to get them to submit, and strap-on cocks to break them, if necessary.

With back-to-back visits to the torture chamber, most men don’t come out the way they came in. After this portion of our female dominatrix’s co-op training, we dress them according to the instructions of the elite females who order them. Some dress in very sexy, muscle-fitting tuxedos and are sent off. Others, however, aren’t so lucky. These would be the poor sissy boys forced into female clothing, heels, makeup, wigs, and sometimes even pushed to undergo hormone therapy to grow female breasts. There is, in fact, a whole other section of men, indeed, the 1%, the unbreakables.

Defiant men vs. the female dominatrix’s co-op.

The founding females of our female dominatrix’s co-op still exist to this day. With the way technology has advanced, it’s obviously no surprise that these women are not only thriving, but having their way with the finest of the captures. The “unbreakables” are the top alphas; they undergo strenuous, agonizing hours of torture to come out on top, unfazed, and chosen to serve the organization’s founding females’ sexual needs. There is a minimum size agreement. 10 inches minimum in order to make the plate. Unfortunately, if they refuse, they are exterminated. It’s either submit or disappear altogether.

There are rebellions every now and again. However, the female dominatrix’s co-op implements stricter implications when these rebellions arise. I’m currently in the control room. I see a straggler in section B7 on the European continent. Obsidian Rose, your coordinates are uploading now. This one looks like a rare alpha. He will act as one of the queen goddess’s servants. Let’s take him down and bring him in. Got to go, Project Gorgon is in full swing.