Under The Heel

By Mike O'Connor

Three red hot stories of female domination, featuring beautiful and aggressive women abusing and humiliating their pathetic male slaves.

In "DYKE PARTY HELL", a neighbor who dares to complain about the late night party in the upstairs apartment keeling him awake, finds himself at the mercy of a gang of drunken, sadistic lesbian babes.

"A WOMAN'S REVENGE" is the tale of a sexist construction worker who makes the mistake of turning his unwanted attentions on a sexy young businesswoman, for the amusement of his friends. Charlotte's subsequent revenge is an-eye watering experience in female sadism.

A submissive young man is plunged into a world of man-hating lesbian bodybuilders in "MUSCLE DYKE DOMINATION". Can he survive a day of sexual abuse and humiliation in the gym?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mike O'Connor
• Release date: Mar 16, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458144423

Mike O'Connor

Mike O’Connor is a powerful and engaging storyteller who performs at many events across the country. An important researcher into Cornish music and folklore, he has been awarded the OBE and made a bard of the Gorsedh of Kernow.

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Under The Heel

Mike O’Connor

Published by Mike O’Connor at Smashwords.

Copyright 2011 Mike O’Connor

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Story 1 – DYKE PARTY HELL

Story 2 – A WOMAN’S REVENGE

Story 3 – MUSCLE DYKE DOMINATION

DYKE PARTY HELL

It was past two AM and the noise from the party in the apartment upstairs was driving Sam crazy. Getting to sleep was out of the question.

Damn those bitches in 22B, he thought angrily. The two girls had moved in less than a fortnight ago and had been making his life hell from the start. They did not appear to work and only seemed to come to life when most civilized people were going to sleep. Consideration for their neighbors was obviously an alien concept, as Sam had discovered on his previous visit to their apartment. He had knocked on the door, at three AM, and politely requested they turn their music down just a little. The bleached blonde member of the duo had responded by telling him to fuck off and spitting in his face, before slamming the door.

Cunts! he snarled, finally leaping from his bed. Enough is enough. Selfish fucking bitches!

He put on his bathrobe, then stormed upstairs, teeth gritted in rage. This time, he wasn't going to take any of their crap. Either they shut off that infernal racket, or he was going to call the police.

Sam pounded on the door for several minutes, before it was finally opened and he found himself face to face with the other half of the twosome from hell. Like her friend, the tall, raven-haired twenty-something was very attractive, but Sam was in no mood to be bowled over by her good looks.

Do you realize what time it is? he shouted, struggling to make himself heard above the thunderous music. It's about time you showed a little consideration for your neighbors. I'm going to ask you just once. Turn off that fucking music!

A dangerous look flashed across the young woman's face, only to vanish almost as quickly.

She smiled apologetically. Damn, I'm really sorry about the noise. It's all Natalie's fault. You wanna come in for a minute?

No thanks, I just want you to turn down the music. Better still, turn it off.

One little drink won't hurt, she pleaded. Call it a peace offering.

After his previous experience with her roommate, Sam had been prepared for a torrent of abuse. But her pleasant manner, coupled with the generous eyeful of her large breasts beneath her half opened black silk blouse, was enough to take the edge off his animosity.

Well, okay then, just for a minute, he conceded.

Stepping into the room, he was greeted by the sight of seven other young and extremely