Alexis smiled down at the kneeling girl.
Her smile was a strange mixture of fury and glee; reflecting an
angry joy at what was presented to her. The 40-year old woman of
authority was semi-dressed for the occasion. Not her
full-fledged dominatrix outfit but still encased in a sharp,
threatening leather suit, with her high-heeled boots clicking on
the floor menacingly. They were in the livingroom of Alexis's
house her, Cindy, and Martin. Alexis towered over Cindy,
smiling viciously at her, and played with the crop. Cindy
kneeled on the floor, unable to speak or get up, hands clasped in
the back of her neck, her teary eyes fixed at the woman. Martin
merely watched. He looked as he always did like an aging
hippie, rather than a respected professor. And he held a glass
of Jack Daniels, of course. He'd always been far too cozy with
the booze, always too close to drunk even before getting fired
from the university for making a pass at this particular co-ed
now kneeling on the floor before Alexis. Still, he was a superb
chemist, one good enough to make the drug that made the current
scene possible. He was the brains of the operation. He was the
brains, but surely not the balls no one else was the balls,
when Alexis was involved. She was easily the most vicious, evil
bitch Martin had ever known. And he was simply in awe of her...
"Little... Miss... Goody... Two... Shoes..." Alexis hissed at
Cindy, emphasizing each word forcefully.
There was real anger in her voice, but it still dripped with
pleasure pleasure at her own rage. The co-ed was knock-out
gorgeous and no doubt Alexis would have loved to enslave any
pretty little thing like her. But that wasn't all in the case of
Cindy Cooper: Nothing so annoyed Alexis as a self-righteous,
know-it-all, high-and-mighty snotty bitch...
And as for himself, Martin had wanted to get the snotty little
bitch ever since she'd ruined his career (assuming good ol' Jack
Daniels wasn't gonna do that sooner or later anyway...).
Not to mention, Cindy was drop-dead gorgeous...
"I am gonna have so much fun with you" Alexis hissed again,
tapping the scary crop against her leather pants.
Cindy only managed to tremble having made the drug that was
mixed into the young co-ed's drink, and set up the accompanying
procedures to complete the psychological conditioning, Martin had
a pretty good idea about how it worked. Enhanced fear, that was
the only way to explain it. Cindy was, and would forever be from
now on, in complete fear of disobedience to Alexis; her owner and
Mistress. She was in the grip of a fear that was as inexplicable
and irrational as it was insurmountable for the 21-year old.
Alexis lifted up the girl's chin with her crop.
"You're no dyke I presume..."
Sniffing and broken, Cindy replied in her teary voice: "No, I am
no dyke..."
The slap on her face was as sharp as sudden, echoing in the room.
Cindy shrieked from both surprise and pain Martin could easily
see Alexis's red hand-print on the girl's cheek.
"You call me Mistress, you fuckin' air-headed cunt!". Her fury
was real and surely sent waves of tremendous fear through the
girl's heart...
"You understand, slave?"
"Yes, Mistress!" she almost screamed in terror.
"Good so you are not a dyke. How could you be? A perfect
little Miss Goody Two Shoes like you! I'm sure you do not have a
lesbian bone in your body...."
Alexis leaned into the young woman: "And, that's just the way I
like it, slave."
Martin knew this to be true.
Alexis was a real life lesbian dominatrix (in addition to being a
tough-as-nails lawyer), and she was a frequent of the BDSM clubs
in the city - where Martin had met her, as he was attending as a
mere spectator, much like now. She had had a number of slaves.
Those subs found her in the clubs, and on the internet, lesbian
subs who dreamed of being owned and dominated since they'd been
blossoming girls, subs who felt weak in the knees at the mere
sight of Alexis with her dominatrix costume on, subs who wanted
to be controlled and humiliated, little lesbian sluts who wanted
to play along.
Sure, hardly any of them had been anywhere near as gorgeous (or
even young) as Cindy, but that wasn't the chief pleasure Cindy
offered Alexis. Alexis wanted, as surely as lions want gazelle
meat, a girl who didn't wanna be a sub, who didn't wanna be a
lesbian, who didn't wanna be fucked, humiliated, and dominated by
an evil lesbian dominatrix...
"Yes, that's just the way I like it" Alexis chuckled greedily, as
if to confirm Martin's thoughts. "I always wanted to play with a
girl who didn't wanna play along..."
Martin finished his glass he was hard as a rock...
"And believe me slut, I am gonna make a perfect little playmate
out of you..." Alexis continued as the girl shivered. "You will
learn to eat pussy oh, yes, you will... I will whip you till
you've become a perfect little carpet-muncher. You will be my
little pussy-eater and you will be, I promise, the best fuckin'
pussy-eater east of Mississippi, oh yes. And you will get a ton
of practice, slut, you'd better believe it you'll be on your
knees eating cunt all the fuckin' time. When I've had enough -
well, I know a bunch of old dykes who'd be more than thrilled to
help me train a hot new carpet-muncher. Yes, slave, nothing but
practice and punishment until I am convinced you are the best
fuckin' cunt-eater you can be!"
Martin could well see the disgust, terror, and humiliation on
Cindy's teary face. Oral sex with dykes... the young co-ed
couldn't believe her pretty ears.
"Oh, yes, my little sex-slave" Alexis smiled maliciously. "You
and I we will be visiting all the bondage clubs. You as my
slave. My pet. My little fucktoy. And, yes, everyone will know
you will be naked except for a tiny thong I may allow perhaps,
collared, leashed like a dog, crawling at my heels. And you will
be punished and used there for the amusement of your superiors
you will be punished and used like no other slave, because you
will be a true-and-true slave, no fuckin' safe words, no fuckin'
worries over whether you may change your mind, no fuckin' worries
over whether I'm pushing your God damn limits too much..."
"You will learn to be the perfect slave. You will learn to
speak, stand, sit, walk, kneel like the perfect sex slave like
a trained dog. You'll follow commands to the point. You'll
always do exactly as you are told. You'll perform acts at the
drop of a hat. You'll turn tricks at a mere command yes, just
like a dog!"
"And until you learn to act as the perfect sex slave, learn to be
the perfect sex slave, you will be punished. Very very
painfully, you uppity little slut... You'd better learn to
endure pain real fast, cunt. Because any little mistake you
make, the tiniest hesitation in following orders, the slightest
dissatisfaction with your performance and you will be met with
the whip. I will tie you in my basement dungeon and I will whip
you till you are too wasted to even scream anymore."
"Not to mention" Alexis grinned with pure cruelty, "I will often
punish you for mere amusement for my amusement and my friends'
amusement... And you will learn to take it like a good girl!"
Martin could almost cumm in his pants after all, he fully
expected to be present in these punishment sessions.
"Firstly, though" Alexis said with continuing anger, "you will
fix up dear ol' Martin's career..." another slap landed on the
co-ed's pretty face, echoing in the room...
"You snotty, do-gooder cunt!" she hissed. "Your professor, your
superior, wants to have a little pussy, and you go running to the
fuckin' authorities! Little cock-teasing slut!".
Martin himself almost hadn't been this furious with Cindy...
almost.
"Now whore" Alexis continued, "You will take that tight ass of
yours back to the proper authorities, and you will confess that
all of it were lies... yes, all your accusations were lies! You
will take every little accusation back and I'm sure the
university will be quite happy to take Martin back... After all,
Martin could have the fuckin' dean in a pink skirt if he wanted,
what with threatening a lawsuit after your whorish lies have been
exposed! Isn't that right, Martin?"
Martin only managed to nod his head at this once the little
slut went back, recanting everything, he would have the dean by
the balls, that was for sure...
Alexis smiled: "And since everyone will learn what a lying
little slut you are, little Miss Goody Two Shoes, I expect you
shall make quite an impression on your school mates from now on.
You will look and act like the cock-teasing slut that you are.
The little college-slut!"
That was another thing with Alexis, Martin had long figured. In
the fashion of a true dominatrix, the evil bitch was never merely
satisfied by having a pretty little thing eating her pussy. She
wanted to torment and dominate and, as the ultimate form of
domination, she wanted to humiliate...
Of course, even the most eager sub collected on the internet or a
BDSM club had very tight limits when it came to public
humiliation... Unlike poor Cindy, who was incapable of having
any limits before her owner and Mistress...
"You will dress I will dress you, that is like a complete
whore, worthy of your new image. Miss Goody Two Shoes out,
campus-whore in! You'll strut about the campus in clothes that
would make a genuine whore blush! I especially want those tits
under constant exposure, nothing but huge cleavage or
tight-as-cage t-shirts, you dumb, big-titied cow!" Alexis
continued.
"And since you will have been proven as a lying, cock-teasing
slut, you shall be incapable of being raped from now on who
would ever believe your word? Should make for very interesting
fraternity parties!" Alexis chuckled.
"Oh yes, darling, I'm sure a Miss Goody Two Shoes like you abhors
fraternities and all the loud, piggish boys there! As your
Mistress, I will make you attend every fuckin' frat party on
campus from now on. Where..." she lifted the teary-eyed co-ed's
chin with her crop, "you will be gang-banged all night long!
Yes, I will let you stay away from me, I will let you to be used
and abused by others, all for the amusement of knowing that the
little Miss Goody Two Shoes is being fucked six ways from Sunday
by a bunch of dumb, rowdy animals whose sight she couldn't stand
before..."
"And for once, those college boys can gang-rape a cock-teasing
princess without fear of facing the firing squad!" Alexis looked
at Martin with a grin: "See, Martin, we dykes are not
man-haters..."
Martin raised his new glass to her there was no way Alexis was
a man-hater, that was for sure... A man-eater, maybe...
"Yes, darling" Alexis continued, "When in my presence, you will
be my cunt-eating lesbo sex-slave. When on campus, you will be
the school slut, the perfect little boy-toy who can't even spell
'NO'! Everyone's little fucktoy...!"
The girl's face was burning bright red from her obvious terror
and humiliation...
"And I bet everyone will want a chance to ride the uppity little
Miss Goody Two Shoes, now that she's properly on her knees..."
"Of course" Alexis winked at Martin, "who deserves to make use of
the school slut more than the professor she falsely tried to
frame?"
"From now on slut, you will be at constant beck-and-call of your
professor, showing proper respect to his authority, doing exactly
as you are told. And you will be punished by him for the
slightest disobedience, the slightest dissatisfaction with your
performance..."
Martin couldn't hide his glee this was just too good: Proper
little Miss Cindy, ready to strip naked and spread her legs,
ready to get down on her knees and suck his cock, ready to follow
commands like a good little girl, ready to be punished as he
found fit... Just a humiliated little co-ed slut...
Alexis picked up a metal object Martin could see it was a dog
collar. Plain and simple, a dog collar, no mistaking it. With
the name 'Cindy' engraved on it. Presumably, even one with no
BDSM culture whatsoever could figure out this was an accessory
worthy of a sex-slave...
Alexis locked it around Cindy's neck a very tight fit, Martin
could tell. The shame and dread on her fiery face was palpable.
"Does this humiliate you, slut?" Alexis chuckled with delight.
"It is nothing! You are my slave, my property. My little pet.
And the whole world will know it... I am gonna have your ass
tattooed Property of Mistress Alexis so that guys can have a
good laugh when screwing your ass... I am gonna set up a web
site for you dedicated to Slave Cindy. Pictures of Cindy
getting gang-banged, Cindy sucking cock, Cindy entertaining her
Mistress, Cindy getting punished oh yes, anything and
everything anyone wants to see..."
Cindy was trying hard not to cry anymore, but it was quite
impossible.
Alexis grinned with delight.
"Yes, my little sex-slave slut... Everyone will soon know you
are my property. My little fucktoy. Sex-slave to a dominatrix
dyke! They will all see and know. Anyone you hate. Anyone you
love. They will know you are a pathetic little sex slave..."
"Your friends, your pals, your housemates"... Alexis stopped for
emphasis, clearly enjoying herself. "Your teachers...". She
stopped after each ramification, just to torment and terrorize
Cindy. "All the guys who wanna screw you the jocks you
couldn't stand, the nerds you couldn't tolerate, the lowly
janitor you see everyday... all of them will know...".
"And of course the family your daddy and mommy, oh, won't they
love to see what we made of their precious little Cindy. Their
precious little lesbian sex slave! I bet grand-ma will love
that, too and all the distant cousins, uncles, aunts... I bet
they will all be very proud to know their family raised a
sex-slave whore for my use..."
Alexis was in pure glee by now.
"I will send them all postcards soon postcards of their
precious Cindy on a whipping post, or eating a cunt, or taking it
up the ass... All of that. And I will put in a web link, too
so they can all go and get the full collection... We'll make
your folks proud!"
Cindy was plain crying by now.
Another slap echoed in the room. Alexis was furious "you cry
like that, and I will give you a real reason to cry, fuckin'
cock-tease..." she hissed.
"That collar" she barked, "it is a functional one!" She had a
small remote in her hand. Suddenly Cindy shook and screamed in
pain...
"Electricity" Alexis chuckled. "You like it? I am gonna have a
couple of buzzers inserted up your cunt and on your nipples,
too..."
"And guess who will have the remote while you are in school oh,
yes, the fine professor you had the tenacity to besmirch with
your lies! Martin will keep the remote and keep an eye on you,
making sure you're doing as you are told..."
Cindy was completely lost, in a bottomless heap of terror and
shame, burning in hapless dread.
"And now" Cindy smiled, "you will give the good professor and
your acting Master on campus, a fantastic little blow-job, my
pretty sex-slave... as a sign of gratitude for correcting you so
thoroughly and as a promise of all the delights he is to have
from now on..."
Alexis grabbed Cindy by the hair and pushed her towards Martin,
making sure she knelt before him.
And Martin grinned, as Cindy, hapless and scared, undid his fly,
to take his hard-as-a-rock cock in her mouth...
No more high-and-mighty bullshit from Cindy. No more
back-talking from Cindy.
Cindy was a sex slave now, nothing else...