Faith Tanner was at her wits end. Her son Wayne was an embarrassment to her and the company she owned and operated. He was finally behaving himself at work and treating her employees with the respect they deserved. Although he would occasionally slip up and have to be disciplined. Like last month when she caught him berating his secretary because she didn't put enough sugar in his coffee. Faith yanked his pants down and threw him across her lap. Then she gave him a very humiliating bare ass spanking in front of the woman while she chastised him for his ridiculous behavior. His secretary was a little uneasy over the idea of breaking one of Wayne's bones. But Faith insisted. So the woman settled on his little finger and snapped it in two. Since that day, Wayne hadn't had another flare up at work and Faith was grateful. But his antics outside of work was getting out of hand.

He was constantly causing trouble and getting arrested by the police. Once Faith let him stew in a jail cell for three days after he was arrested for fighting in a club. She was hoping the experience would scare him into behaving properly and set him on the right track. But two days later he was arrested again for punching a neighbor in his apartment complex while they were arguing. So that little plan to straighten him out back fired in her face. She was completely lost and had no idea how to deal with the situation. His face was plastered all over the news paper at least twice a week for one infraction or another. Something had to be done or Wayne was going to completely ruin the Tanner name. But Faith had absolutely no clue how to fix her problem and set her mind at ease. It seemed unsolvable.

Then one day during a company meeting, a brilliant idea began to form in her mind. Jasmin Ling who was head of the marketing department, was explaining her new idea to increase sales. Jasmin was a beautiful woman of Chinese and American heritage who was in her early thirties and exceptionally intelligent. She inherited her beauty from her American mother and her will to succeed from her Chinese father. The success of Faith's leather clothing line was largely due to Jasmin and her marketing skills. Since Faith hired Jasmin, the profit margin for Tanner Industries had increased by thirty percent. She was a hard working no nonsense female who got the job done. Faith and Jasmin were not only employer and employee, they were the best of friends. If anyone could tame her unruly son it was Jasmin Ling. And Faith was willing to offer Jasmin the opportunity of a lifetime to solve her problem with Wayne.

When the meeting broke up, Faith put her plan into action. "Jasmin, would you remain behind please? I would like to speak with you." "Of course Faith. Give me a moment to get my people started on the project we just discussed and I'll be right with you." "Thank you Jasmin. I'll pour us a Brandy and wait here for you." Faith poured two Brandy's while Jasmin stepped out the door to give her people their assignments. Less then five minutes later, she reentered the room and shut the door. "What can I do for you Faith?" Jasmin asked while accepting one of the Brandy's. Faith decided to boldly plunge forward and put her proposal on the table. "You can marry my son." Faith replied with a straight face. "HUH?" Jasmin said in surprise while nearly choking on the Brandy. "Sit down please and hear me out." Faith asked while pointing to a chair. Jasmin slowly sat down before she collapsed.

"This company is highly successful because of your marketing skills and work ethic. You see what needs to be done and jump in with both feet to accomplish the task. We wouldn't be where we are today if not for you. So I would like to reward your services to this company by promoting you to Vice President. And I'm willing to give you twenty five percent of Tanner Industries as a bonus if you'll accept. There is however a catch. My son is totally out of control and needs a firm hand to curtail his foolishness. After witnessing the severe beating you gave him for being an asshole, I'm certain you're the woman for the job. So I'm asking you to marry my son and train him to be a decent human being." Jasmin was caught off guard and momentarily speechless. But she finally found her voice. "Uhhh, Faith. You do realise I'm gay don't you?" She asked. "Yes Jasmin. That's why this idea is perfect." She responded. "I don't understand." Jasmin replied shaking her head.

"It's a marriage of convenience Jasmin. I don't expect you to be a dutiful wife to my son. I simply want you to take over his miserable life and train him. You get the position you deserve and the wealth that goes along with it. I get someone I trust to corral my unruly son and put an end to his outrageous behavior. Having a wonderful woman I admire as part of my family is an added bonus for me. You can have all the lovers you want. Hell, move one of them in with you if you like. Just stop my son from ruining this companies reputation and the Tanner name. I don't care how you do it. Beat him half to death. Hog tie him and throw his ass in the basement. Make him a submissive slave. What ever your heart desires. I'll support you all the way. Just please stop him. You may be my last hope Jasmin. Please accept my terms." Faith pleaded.

Jasmin was dumbstruck. But after she got over the initial shock, the idea began to appeal to her. One quarter of Tanner Industries stock would eventually be worth millions. Hell it was worth at least one million right now. She would have wealth beyond her wildest dream and an exalted position in the company. And all she had to do to make it a reality was train some loud mouth moron who she felt like smacking around every day anyway. And as Faith mentioned, having her as a mother in law would be an added bonus. She admired Faith more then any woman she had ever met. And she dearly cherished their friendship. Marriage was a very small price to pay for everything she would gain. "I accept your proposal Faith and thank you from the bottom of my heart for giving me this opportunity." She said with a smile. Faith nearly tackled her to the floor when she grabbed Jasmin in a bear hug. "Thank you my dear friend. I owe you more then you could ever imagine. Now lets get the hell out of here and go celebrate." The two beautiful women were giggling like young school girls when they charged out of the room.

Jasmin's surprise at being offered the deal didn't come close to the shock Wayne suffered when Faith informed him of her decision. He ranted and raved like a mad man until Faith put a stop to his childish temper tantrum. A lengthy beating and brutal spanking quickly ended his tirade. He laid in the corner crying his eyes out while he repeatedly begged his mother to change her mind. But his pitiful pleas fell on deaf ears. The only other option poor Wayne had was to be disinherited and kicked to the curb. So his fate was sealed and he was helpless to change that fact. For three months he trudged through life like a zombie while Faith and Jasmin planned an enormous wedding. When the unhappy day arrived he felt like committing suicide. But he didn't have the balls to go through with it. By five o'clock that evening, Wayne Tanner had a beautiful bride he hated more then any woman in the world. He felt as if his life was over. Little did he know just how correct he was with that assumption.

Jasmin declined to take a honeymoon with her newly acquired husband. It wasn't something she would have enjoyed so why go. The unhappy couple immediately moved into the spacious home Faith bought for them and unpacked. Wayne started for the front door when his clothes were put away. But Jasmin quickly stepped in his path. "Where do you think you're going little man?" She asked with her hands perched on her shapely hips. "I know damn well we're not going to consummate this marriage tonight. So I'm going to get stinking drunk and fuck some whore." He brazenly told her with an angry scowl. "SMMMACK!" Jasmin's painful answer was a sledge hammer right cross that put Wayne down and out for the count. "You and I are going to have a lengthy discussion as soon as I get out of this wedding dress and take a shower. And I'm sure you're not going to like the topic of conversation." She told his unconscious body as she smiled and walked off.

Jasmin took her time preparing for the confrontation she was about to have with Wayne. Because of the powerful punch she landed on his jaw, she was positive he would remain asleep until she woke him up. She took a nice relaxing shower and brushed her cascading light black hair to a shine. While waiting for her hair to completely dry, Jasmin grabbed her favorite teddy bear and playfully wrestled with it on the floor. Mashing it against her flawless, naked skin as she tumbled around the room. The lucky teddy bear was pressed in places that would never feel a mans touch. Although they all would have sold their soul to the devil for the chance to trade places with the stuffed animal. Especially when she trapped the fluffy bear between her gorgeous legs and tenderly squeezed it's soft body. Any man being held in that position would have had one hell of a time keeping his load from spilling out on the carpet. Unfortunately, only another female would receive the exquisite privilege of lying between those lovely gams.

Jasmin finally placed the teddy bear back on her bed and began to get dressed. She put on the shear black bra and panties that perfectly showed off her fabulous female assets. Then she slipped on the black leather pants which hugged her slender feminine hips like they were part of her body. As was usually the case when she dressed in leather, Jasmin stopped to savor the touch of it against her skin. There was nothing like leather to make her feel alive and sexy. Nearly half of her closet was filled with leather outfits in various styles and colors. She slid her hands down the shiny soft material and moaned with erotic pleasure. Unable to resist, she knelt down in front of the low mirror she used to see how well her shoes went with her outfits. Staring back at her was a powerful female who looked extremely hot in the sleek leather pants.

While she was admiring the view her thoughts wandered back to Wayne and the task ahead. She decided it was time she stopped fooling around and finished dressing. Her worthless husband needed to be shown who was boss in the family. Thinking of the word husband made her smile. It was a word she never dreamed would ever be associated with her. But the twelve room house she was in and the one hundred thousand dollars Faith gave her as a wedding present was positive proof it happened. Not to mention the useless asshole sleeping on the floor in the hallway. Jasmin cleared her mind and put on her white silk blouse. After tucking it in her waistband, she slipped her bare feet into the calf length black leather boots with six inch spiked heels. A dab of perfume in just the right places was the final touch. That was to remind Wayne it was a female who was forcing him to accept her authority. As a last thought, she decided to wear her thin, black leather riding gloves to keep her knuckles from getting sore while training Wayne to obey her orders. Now she was ready to arouse her soon to be slave.

Wayne was still slightly groggy when Jasmin dragged him to his feet. His head was pounding like a base drum and his jaw was bruised and sore. "The first rule you have to learn is I'm totally in charge of you and your miserable life." Jasmin said as she shoved him into her bedroom. Wayne instantly got angry and threw a right cross with reckless abandon. Jasmin simply blocked it and nailed him between the eyes with a hard right of her own. "SMACK!" Wayne stumbled back a few feet before getting himself under control. Then he launched an all out assault with murder in his eyes. But his flailing attempts to strike his hated female adversary failed to find their mark. Jasmin easily avoided his crazed attack with a smile on her lovely face. Wayne's punches soon became sluggish and erratic while he labored to breathe. She slapped down the last weak attempts he offered and opened her arsenal.

"SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..WHAP!" The first one instantly fattened his bottom lip. Then his stomach turned queasy from the pounding it received. The finale was a left hook that broke his nose and a vicious kick to the chin which deposited him in the floor. "You never learn do you wimp? But that's fine with me. I'll remedy that situation before this night is over. Now get up." She ordered. Wayne didn't have to be goaded into it. He knew this battle was for his very existence. He shuddered to think of what his life would be like if he didn't emerge victorious. So he leaped up from the floor and waded back in. But poor Wayne's determination couldn't match his opponents exceptional fighting skills. She merely toyed with the over matched male before methodically cutting him to pieces like an expert surgeon.

"SMACK!" "You really are pathetic at this aren't you candy ass?" "SMACK!" "I don't know why you even bother to fight back." "SMACK!" "Any female over the age of ten can easily beat you senseless." "SMACK!" "And walk away completely unscathed." "SMACK!" "Maybe you're just to stupid to realise you don't stand a chance in hell of winning." "THUD!..THUD!" "Or perhaps you're certifiably retarded." "CRACK!" Wayne left his feet when the bone jarring uppercut struck his chin like a super sonic jet. "SLAM!..BAM!" His head banged the floor when he finally came down on his back. Even though the new carpet was plush and thick, the heavy blow was hard enough to thoroughly scramble his brain. He had no idea where he was at when Jasmin jerked him to his feet and slammed her booted foot into his pillow soft stomach. "WHAM!" Wayne slowly dropped to his knees and was about to keel over. But his fall was interrupted when her black leather boot crushed his face. "WHAP!" He flopped over on his side out cold.

Jasmin slapped him awake and stood back. "You have to stop going to sleep on me sissy. We have a lot of work to do before you know your place in this marriage." Heavy tears were streaming down his cheeks when Jasmin lifted his sagging body up and clutched a hand full of his shirt to hold him steady. "Please stop. I'll do what ever you ask. Just please don't hit me again." He pleaded. Sadly for Wayne, he was speaking to a female who loved to dominate males with a passion. "I knew it. Married for two hours and you're already trying to make me unhappy. Well I won't stand for it." Jasmin teased. Wayne completely broke down when he saw the evil grin on her face. "PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I SWEAR I'LL BE GOOD! DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!" He begged with quivering lips. But he was just wasting his breath. She got a firm grip and drew back her fist. "Request denied. Now hush and hold still wimp." Wayne was squalling like a new born baby before the first punch struck it's target.

"SMACK!" Now his top lip perfectly matched his bottom lip. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Two hard rights swelled both of his eyes. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" His mid section was quickly destroyed by her jack hammer fist. "SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!" Both cheeks blew up like they were filled with air before the wrecking ball uppercut nearly dislocated his jaw. Jasmin released his shirt and snatched his wrist with both hands. Then she flipped his teetering body clear across the room. "SLAM!..WHAM!" He hit the floor like a ton of bricks and tumbled several feet before the far wall stopped his momentum. The clip clip sound of her spiked heels filled the room while Jasmin casually strolled towards her dazed and disoriented victim. She stared down at the worthless pile of flesh lying at her feet and knew he could offer no resistance against her. There wasn't any fight or courage left in his brutally battered body. But that was a moot point. Her mission wasn't complete until the only emotion Wayne felt was fear. Overwhelmingly terrifying fear.

"Up you come weakling. Your punishment for daring to attack me is far from over. My authority in this house is non negotiable and unquestionable. I command and you obey. Period." "SLAM!" Jasmin hauled his limp body up and slammed Wayne against the wall. She had to use a choke hold on his throat to keep him standing so he wouldn't collapse. "Now let's resume your training. You must learn never to defy me or my authority wimp." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His mangled face was severely swelling out of proportion while she mercilessly beat him to a pulp. It was a multitude of colors and thoroughly covered with numerous cuts and abrasions. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Wayne was unconscious during the horrendous beating but she didn't care. He would feel the effects when he opened his eyes. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!..SLAM!" When she finally released him, he dropped to the floor on his terribly swollen face like a wet sack.

Jasmin decided to give Wayne a short reprieve and herself a break. She lit a cigarette and relaxed in her comfortable easy chair. Things are going just as I planned. She said to herself. That big pussy is going to be so afraid of me he'll piss his pants every time I snap my fingers. Jasmin started to put the cigarette out but quickly changed her mind. She approached the sleeping Wayne with a cruel smile on her luscious lips and firmly pinned his left wrist to the floor with her right foot. Then she knelt down and slapped his puffy cheek until he began to stir. When his eyes fluttered open she stabbed the back of his hand with the searing hot butt and ground the cigarette out. Wayne instantly screamed in pain and began flopping around like a fish out of water. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "Oh my. I'll bet that hurt. Let me fix it for you darling." She said as she rose up with a smile.

While Wayne lie there sobbing, Jasmin placed her left foot on the back of his hand and pinned his head to the floor with her right. "This should make you forget all about that nasty burn my dear, sweet husband." She pressed down on his hand with all of her 130 pounds of weight until she heard and felt his bones crunch under her boot. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Another ear piercing scream escaped Wayne's blubbering, swollen lips. "There you go sweetheart. All better." Wayne was to busy screaming to answer her sarcastic humor. "Now that's very rude of you. I waste my valuable time to heal your wound and you can't even give me a simple thank you. This marriage isn't getting off on the right foot. So I guess I'll just have to use my own." Jasmin took her right foot off of the side of his head and stomped on the back of his right hand as hard as she could. "SNAP!..SNAP!..SNAP!..CRACK!" Three of his fingers broke and the bone in his hand splintered.

"AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Wayne erupted with another high pitched scream before he mercifully passed out. Jasmin picked up the cigarette butt and dumped it in the ash tray. Then she returned to the brutally battered male she was going to thoroughly break. She grabbed the back of his collar and lifted his upper body about two feet from the floor. When she roughly slapped the back of his head, Wayne woke up and constantly pleaded with her to stop while he squalled like a lost child. "SILENCE" "WHAP!" Two teeth flew out of his swollen mouth when her booted foot exploded in his face. "I own you punk." "WHAP!" Blood splattered on the carpet. "You're merely one of my possessions." "WHAP!" Red saliva oozed from his bleeding mouth and broken nose. "You are never to speak without my permission." "WHAP!" His severely swollen lips grew to an enormous size. "Simply follow my orders and keep your big mouth shut." "WHAP!" Both of his eyes were badly swollen and black as coal. "Or I will beat you like a misbehaving dog until you learn to comply with my wishes." "WHAP!" His entire face was as big as a basketball. "Is that perfectly clear wimp?" "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!" Her booted foot repeatedly slammed into his grotesque looking face until he was totally unrecognisable.

Jasmin dragged his broken body to the twelve by twelve, sound proof room she and Faith designed for him. As she requested, there was a steel rod running from the floor to the ceiling that resembled a dancers pole. There was a thick, ten foot chain attached to the bottom of it with a shackle on the other end. Against the wall was a beat up, single size mattress that was filled with lumps. A ragged blanket lie at the foot of the make shift bed to cover him. In one corner was the bottom third of a fifty gallon drum to be used as a bathroom facility. A roll of toilet paper sat beside it. On the far wall above the drain was a cold water faucet to wash himself. The floor was solid concrete and there wasn't any windows in the room. A glaring light hung from the ceiling with a dangling chain. Jasmin stripped her new slave and locked the shackle around his ankle. Then she walked out and left his unconscious body lying there.

Jasmin took another shower to wash the perspiration from her finely sculpted body. This time she used a blow dryer while brushing her hair so it would dry more quickly. When she was finished, she grabbed the hundred thousand dollars and picked up her cell phone to call Faith. She was happily enjoying herself when she flopped down on the bed and spread the crisp, one hundred dollar bills all around her. Then she dialed Faith's number and told her how well the session went with Wayne. Faith was extremely delighted her problem was solved and congratulated Jasmin on her success. The reputation of her company and her good name was safe. Her unruly son was in the capable hands of a strict disciplinarian and would cause no more trouble. Offering her dear friend the opportunity of a lifetime was the best decision she ever made. Jasmin Ling was truly a life saver.