Flee to Germany

You hope that Mark has earned enough money to be a millionaire, as you search the Internet with Inga, looking for a suitable place for her. After a hour or so, you finally find a castle she likes, recently renovated, and half-furnished.
"I hope there vill be vlace vor my torture chamber, mwahaha", she laughs, as she gives Mark credit card number to the auctioneer. You shudder, and she slaps you.
"I thought you viled Inga being nasty to vue.", she says.

Inga's army of dominatrices has gathered round. There aren't many of them, maybe fifty or so. You recognize some of them as cartoon characters made real, for instance Cruella deVil is now busty and skinny goddess, with her trademark black and white hair, and clad in huge white fur, and Jessica Rabbit is fully human now, looking like Kathleen Turner, and wearing latex dress that hugs her hourglass figure.
They have gathered some slaves in the city, but it has been too short to fully dominate them.

Inga is wearing something between an uniform and a fetish gear. You wonder where did she take it from, but Mark probably had some interesting hobbies. Her breasts and belly are exposed, and her long legs are tightly clad in shiny latex, revealing her butt. She has a uniform-like cap on her head.
She has found a nice new leash for you, so you are playing the role of her dog... or bitch, as she said (well, 'vitch', actually). All the powerwomen, Cruella, Tanya, Gabriella, Ms. Young, Great Witch, look at your erection, that appeared from you noticing their great bodies, and laugh at you. You hear
"You think that Inga will let me spank his cock?" "Why you? I am older and sexier, so I outrank you, honey!"

You keep thinking whether you are a slave of all of them, just Inga's, or perhaps they are her slaves too, and she could let you fuck them. You know that she controls their robot minds with chips the same like the one you destroyed.

"Sisters!", Inga says, as she stands on the podium. "The vay to vound the Empire of Vomen is near. Voon, ve vill dominate the vittle men, und vate over the vorld. I, vith my vunderful organizing skills have vound a new headquarters vor our army.
Mein plan ist simple: Ve vill move on to Germany, mein land, und ve vill conquer it!"
The dommes applaud, and you wonder how exactly she wants to conquer one of the biggest countries in Europe. Even though she is indestructible and superstrong, they could just drop an A-bomb on her... or capture her... She should really find out that real life...
"after Germany, Ve vill conquer Europe, und the vorld vill see that the rulership of the nazi dominatrix is an Utopia. Vith such threats the Vresident of united States vill surrender, und Ich vill bekomm ve queen of ze vorld!"

They applaud, but you are not convinced. A fiftyish woman with a teacher's attitude and looks gives you a quick glance, and you cheer! Inga is busy explaining which domme will rule each part of the world.

"Und jetzt, ve must go to unser nev headquarters, to gather army, und plan vor the vuture! Sisters, turn off yourself!", Inga commands, and most of the dommes reach behind their ears to find the hidden switches. (you wonder whether Inga has one too, but you can't check it, since that teacher lady still looks at you.)

"You vill carry mein soldiers to the vlane", she commands, and goes to plane with Cruella, a younger Angelica Houston, a busty black woman in red uniform-like suit, a young, cruel Asian girl, and a tall Amazon-like demoness with wings and horns.

The old teacher woman looks at you suspiciously.
"Young man, I have to watch over you, so you won't do anything stupid. My name is Mrs. Blueballs, and I intend to live by it. Your name does not matter.
I have survived fifty years watching over rambunctious students, and I am going to give you intense PAIN IF YOU EVEN ARE GOING TO THINK OF TOUCHING SOME OF MY SISTERS' PRIVATE PARTS while they are turned off.
And this is for a good acquittance..." She produces an old fahsioned drawing ruler and slaps your cock with it. And again. And one more time, and she hits your balls.
Can you hear Inga's laughing?

Anyhow, you haul the beautiful fantasy women to plane, watching carefully not to touch anyone of them in the vicinity of the breasts and sex organs. You fail often, and both the fear of Mrs Blueballs and Ingas wrath, and the fact that you are touching breasts of an Evil Queen or Mistress Payne turns you on.
The demonic teacher notices this, and often interrupts you, by slapping your wrists and balls.
"I swear to Goddess, if we didn't lack man cocks, I'd have you castrated! It seems that all you can think of is sex!" She says, as she sits on one of the crates in which you put robots. She sees you are sweaty and laughs.
"it's hot, right, SLAVE?", she takes her gray jacket off. You may say that she is fifty, but she has the body of a weightlifter and bodybuilder.
You are very nearly finished, and she lights a cigarette, observing your naked body with satisfaction.
"Young man, our Goddess had expressed a wish that you could join her in the luxury cabin in the plane. She had also noticed that if you wish, you may stay here with me."
You look at her, surprised. All of sudden, her voice turned sultry.
"Wouldn't it be nice, to try someone else for a change? Don't worry, Goddess knows that you could be with me. I will dominate you in her name..." she runs your hand across your sweaty chest. She purrs: "I am verrrrry experienced... And since I have been produced just two hours ago, I am technically still a virgin..." She bites your ear.

You would really like to see Inga and meet her retinue, but you could also stay and play with Mrs. Ballbuster. She may tire you out, however.