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<!--ADULTSONLY--> CRUEL DOMINATRIX ALEXIS (MF/F, Mind-Control, Slavery,
Extreme Humiliation, BDSM)

   Cindy Silver Eyes http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Cindy_Silver_Eyes/www/
cse1986@rocketmail.com ***** Do you like my story?  So, what is it that you
like then?  The one thing that you really like the most?  Please let me
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really...!)

   *****

   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...

   Cindy Silver Eyes http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Cindy_Silver_Eyes/www/
cse1986@rocketmail.com ***** Do you like my story?  So, what is it that you
like then?  The one thing that you really like the most?  Please let me
know: cse1986@rocketmail.com (That's the only pay-off in writing,
really...!)
   ***** 

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