Freya squatted next to Maria’s prone form, and patted her on the cheek. “Wake up, Maria. We need to discuss your behaviour.” The blonde’s eyes slowly opened, and she lifted her head to face her mistress. “Huh?” she mumbled.

Freya sniffed dismissively. “Well, I suppose I should not expect anything much more coherent from you at this moment, so I shall keep my questions simple for now. Haley tells me you have been bullying her about her appearance, and possibly keeping her from dating. Is that true?”

“Uh… yeah.”

“And whyever would you do that to her?”

“Um… I…” Her thoughts were clearly moving too sluggishly for a detailed answer.

“Very well, let me simplify this. Was it for control of her?”

“Yes.”

“To make you feel like a superior?”

“Yes.”

“To get her to serve you?”

“Yes.”

It all came out so bluntly, Maria’s fried mind making it impossible for her to dress up her actions.

“Honestly. You know you should not behave that way, yes?”

“Yes.”

“And yet you did it anyway, and claimed that such behaviour made you fit to rule this school, with no power to back it up. Unbelievable. Fortunately, I have both a better claim, and conduct myself more appropriately. You will come to learn that, in time… but for now, I need to gain the benefits of my dominance of you, and Haley needs restitution. Stand up and strip.”

Maria instantly did so, allowing her breasts to hang free. Unlike the others, she was completely shaved. Freya allowed herself a once-over of her body, before guiding her to the foot of the bed. She shoved her onto it, allowing her to collapse face-first onto the mattress, before rearranging the dominated girl’s body to much the same pose as she was in before - face turned to the side, bottom sticking up, vulva immediately accessible from the edge of the bed.

“Surely even you can tell what is to happen now, dear.”

“Y’re gonn’ fuck me,” Maria mumbled.

Freya gasped. “Such language! But yes, I am going to have sexual intercourse with you, and you will enjoy it. However, I have been informed that you have not, in the past, been attracted to women. Is that correct?”

“Yes.”
“Therefore, I shall make the transition easier for you. I have no doubt you would gain pleasure no matter what I did, but I want to make this somewhat more enjoyable for you.”

She gestured towards her crotch and cast a spell, a shaft of light appearing between her legs. It solidified into a pale golden phallus, which she ran a hand along, relishing the feeling. The spell essentially created a strap-on toy for her, with the improvements that she would not need to worry about hygiene, and that it would directly convey feelings to her mind, as though she genuinely had male genitalia. She did not use it for everyone, of course, but when a servant preferred or at least enjoyed the company of men or males, it was always useful. She allowed Maria to get a good look at it, before moving around behind her. She spoke again.

“Now, I do not usually hand out punishment, but I believe it is necessary this one time. I will not do so again unless you request it. Each time I spank you, you will thank me and mean it.” She brought her hand down one one buttock with a smack.

“Thank you for punishing me, Mistress.” Maria’s voice was crystal clear - perhaps she was recovering slightly from Freya’s attack, or perhaps the direct instruction gave her more control.

Smack.

“Thank you for the discipline, Mistress.”

Smack.

“Thank you for delivering my comeuppance, Mistress.”

Smack.

“Thank you for teaching me this lesson, Mistress.”

They continued like that for some time, until Maria’s bottom was red. Freya noticed with some interest that her thighs were beginning to glisten. Did the blonde actually have a submissive side? Or was this how she had interpreted the instruction to mean her thanks? Either way, she decided that the discipline had been sufficient, and she was becoming too aroused to keep her control for long. With a whispered “Good girl,” she lined up against Maria’s parted labia, and thrust into her body.

Unlike with Haley, Freya saw no reason to hold back on Maria, and drove into her hard, the power and pleasure she felt from completely controlling the blonde’s mind eroding her self-control. Maria grunted with a mix of pain and pleasure at every stroke, unable to do anything more than lie there, slumped over, and take it. The two of them were soon crying out in pleasure, the phallus spell redirecting Freya’s ejaculate into Maria’s body, filling her up with it. Freya withdrew from Maria’s body, allowing their combined fluids to trickle down her thighs, and turned the blonde over. She spent some time examining her breasts and face, allowing her servant to suck on her fingers for a time.

She had expected to keep using Maria’s body for a while, driving her complete servitude into her psyche, but found herself flagging. The investigation at her old school had taken a while, and clearly her stamina was not what it used to be. So instead, she dismissed the shaft of light, and instead turned back to Haley.

“Dolly? Return to clockwork mode.”

There was an ever-so-slight shift in Haley’s body as she obeyed, bearing changing from slumped to rigid.

“Good dolly. Did you have a good nap?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“That pleases me. Now, stand up and come over here.”

Haley did so.

“Now, then. Maria owes Haley an apology, I believe. She will give it properly later, once her mind has recovered… but for now, I believe her body should suffice. How would Haley like that?”

“She would love that, Mistress.” At a gesture from Freya, Haley continued. “She has a crush on Haley, but never thought they would get together. And… this one knows it is wrong, but it and Haley would both like some form of payback.”

“It is an ugly impulse, but forgivable, and I shall allow it for now. Go and sit on her face - looking down her body. Good, the two of you make such a pretty picture. Now, in a moment, I will order her to begin pleasuring you. And as she does so, you will slowly shift from being Dolly to being Haley again, mind fully restored when you orgasm.

“Maria? Begin.”

Her two new servants put on a lovely show for Freya. Maria still completely mindless and unreactive, Haley starting that way but becoming more and more emotive as she approached climax, until she was writhing with pleasure. She gestured towards Maria’s body.

“Mistress? May this o- I?”

“Go ahead, darling.” And Haley, still half-doll, began to play with Maria’s breasts, pinching and groping and lightly slapping them, smiling as she caught slight changes in the rhythm of her tongue, the only reaction Maria would or could provide. As she had done to Haley, Freya guided Maria’s actions, allowing her to treat Haley perfectly. At the same time, she was feeling Haley’s pleasure through their bond - not as strongly, but enough to know that Maria was doing well.

Soon enough, Haley was moaning with delight once more, before eventually collapsing across Maria’s form. She looked up, smiling at Freya, who returned the expression.

“Was that enjoyable, my dear?”

“Gods, that was hot - all of it. I loved being your Dolly, and then slowly waking up to find Maria’s tongue buried in my pussy - it was amazing. Thank you… um, how should I address you in private? I assume I should stick to “Freya” in public.”

“That assumption is correct. As for private, I expect you to continue using “Mistress”.”

Haley nodded in acknowledgement, feeling the command become part of her - while she was behaving as normal, the enchantment still held.

“So, Mistress… do you truly believe that stuff you said about my appearance?”

“Absolutely. You are beautiful - do not forget that. Now, while it is a lovely sight, I believe you should probably get off of Maria’s body.”

Haley blushed slightly, standing up and regarding her former “boss”.

“Wow. She really is gone, Mistress.”

“Indeed. I will spend some time working on that tonight, although I believe she has recovered somewhat. As for you, it is about time you were returning to your own quarters.”

Haley pouted slightly, mostly in jest, and began putting her clothes back on. She elected to go without panties, however, not wanting them to be soaked through. Freya gave her a farewell kiss, and she trotted off to her room.

Freya spent some more time with Maria, moving through her mind to restore the gaps in her defences and hastening the recovery process. Just before curfew, she got her to a place she was satisfied with - far from normal, but enough that she could pass for it. She ordered her back into her clothes - no regard for mess this time - and instructed her to return to her rooms and complete her usual nighttime routine, with the exception of any activity that required a mind. With a pat on the head, Maria drifted off, thoughts slowly becoming clearer with each step, solidifying around the new core that Freya was her superior who she must obey.

In her own shower, Freya contemplated how she would continue with those two. While she had been kind to Haley, it was clear that she had engaged in bullying of her own - at Maria’s behest, admittedly, but it had still happened, and she would require her to make it up. Both would need training in how to be responsible lesser rulers - which should not require much magical effort, but would need care so they did not learn incorrectly. And then, she could turn to improving their lives - making them better students, allowing them a greater work-life balance, giving them all the pleasure they could need.

She could still faintly feel her ties to them. Both were still under her spell, and she would not release them. It was better that way - simpler to maintain, and it allowed her to intervene at any given moment. Soon, most of the school would be this way - all working beneath her, for better lives for all of them. It seemed nasty from the outside, but she knew it was for the greater good.

After all, she was superior.