Akira Meets the Lady Chapter 8

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Akira stood in her shiny black rubber uniform, 5-inch spike heels, her face made up a bit too much, her lips a sexy glossy red to match her new, longer nails. Her large breasts,  with cutouts at the nipples, with remote control clamps, now a usual feature.  Her hair was shiny and pulled back into a ponytail, and her ever present black airpods were in her ears. 

She was facing a full length mirror, staring at her own sexy reflection as Winifred Winchester was filling her mind with more submission and more obedience through those air pods, which were connected to the nipple clamps and the phallus attached to the suit that was vibrating inside the beautiful girl. 

Her mind was absorbing the sexy, submissive, obedient suggestions as she gazed at her sexy form, feeling the clamps and phallus doing their work as the loop continued- the wide smile and near vacant sexy gaze never wavering. 

The dominant doctor stopped the looping sounds, and brought Akira back to awareness. 

“It is time for your coming out party, Pet,” Winifred said, removing the ever present earpieces. “Ready, Pet?” 

“Yes, Mistress,” the shapely dark clad dark haired beauty replied. 

“Excellent, Pet,” the dominant said. “You will wait right here until I come for you…” 

Doctor Winifred Winchester took out a leash, and attached it to the D-ring on the collar Akira was wearing, then gave the girl the opposite end of the leash to hold as she waited. 

“Pose 1, Pet,” Winifred ordered, smiling as the buxom rubber clad girl in 5 inch heels moved her feet to be shoulder width apart, placed her hands on her hips, thrust out her chest, and smiled widely. 

“Perfect, Pet…” Winifred said happily. “Focus on my voice, Pet…” 

“Yes, MIstress,” Akira replied, smile never wavering. 

Winifred left the girl inside the circular curtain off to the back of the room as she made her way to a small stage on the room’s opposite side. A spotlight hit her as she moved, and, as she was accustomed, the room quieted quickly. Respect in this group was permanent, as she was seen as the most dominant of the dominant bitches in the room of doms, dommes and subs there to witness a new slave enter their fold, a custom the small circle of dominants began a few short years ago. 

Reaching the stage, Winifred took the microphone and began her monologue. 

“Welcome one and all, to our special holiday edition of the Preeminent Promenade, a tradition where new slaves and new dominants are welcomed to our fold,” the Doctor said, herself clad in a special rubber suit of red and black featuring high red heels of 6 inches. “Tonight it is my honor to present my very own new slave…”

And with a gesture and a remote, the Doctor opened the curtain and the spotlight moved to Akira, standing in her rubber suit, smiling broadly posed hands on hips.  

Every eye in the room focused on the stunning half Japanese beauty, with more than a few audible praises from male and female alike. Whispers and gasps rang through the audience. 

“She has ‘it’...” one domme said to a second. 

“Wow… can’t take my eyes off of her…” a Master said to no one in particular. 

“Charisma squared…” remarked an older domme to a younger domme in training. 

“Rizzz…” the younger domme replied back. 

Winifred walked to the shapely submissive and stood in front of her. She noticed all eyes were on Akira, and not on her as she was accustomed. 

“When I first saw this pretty pet, I immediately compared her shape to that of Wonder Woman…” the Doctor said, to the entertainment of the crowd of nearly 100, many of whom shouted in agreement. “There is no wonder that she is all woman, and there is no doubt as to her submissiveness… heavy knees, Pet.”

In front of the crowd of strangers, Akira could do nothing but slowly move to her knees, smile still wide. 

“Pose 2, Pet…” Winifred demanded as the spotlight shone on the pair. 

The kneeling girl took her hands and placed them under her breasts, and lifted them as if presenting them to her Mistress. Her head bowed, as she focused on the shiny red heels in front of her. Akira released the leash from her hand as she knelt, allowing the leash to dangle in front of her. 

“And this, my fellow Preeminent Promenaders, is where the perfect slave belongs,” the charismatic Winifred stated as fact. “At the feet of the more dominant woman…” 

WInifred bent over and whispered the heavy knee release trigger out of earshot from people as she took hold of the leash, towering over the kneeling slave. 

“I assure one and all, she is the perfect submissive,”  Winifred said proudly. “Walkies, Pet…”

Akira Okida, straight A student, talented artist, and potential model, got down on her hands and knees and followed her Mistress who led her by leash. The girl was moving a leash length behind, with a very sexy, subtle sway in her hips as she crawled along. 

There was no doubt who the star of this show was… all eyes focused on the beautiful girl on her hands and knees as she exuded a sultry sexiness.  

Once the pair made it to the stage, Akira sexily climbed the two stairs, crawling. 

“Pose 2, Pet,” Dr. Winchester said, watching as the slave made her way to her knees, lifting her breasts, staring at the heels of her Mistress. 

“As you know, it is traditional for new slaves to be broken in…” Winifred said. “However, I will  not fully expose our pretty little pet here, so things will be a bit different tonight.” 

The crowd murmured, most wanted to see the sexy slave be put through all the paces. 

“Pet here will have limited exposure, if you will,” the Lady said. “But being as it is the holiday, I have my staff here to assist you with all the toys in my shop for your disposal, many of you know about them- and the added features they entail.”

The crowd continued to listen, as Winifred added to her statement. 

“We have rubber suits, phalluses, plugs… all with some scientifically added extras…” Winifred continued. “We have breast forms with clamp attachments for those interested in a bustier look- the clamps will provide hours of enthusiastic, stimulating excitement. We also have a test bedroom, so to speak, of our newest items… you will have to see for yourself what items we hold in there...” 

Akira held pose as Winifred monologued. 

“And all of the toys and accessories are free, my staff will sign you out with them, should you enjoy them and wish for extended use of them…” Winifred continued. 

Winifred paused as a throne-like chair was bright center stage, right in front of the kneeling Akira. 

“As is customary, the slave will pledge loyalty to their dominant, and pleasure them how the dominant prefers…” Winifred added. 

“Pet, do you solemnly swear to love, honor and obey your Mistress, obey without question, so long as you remain a slave?” Winifred asked the kneeling Akira. 

“Yes, Mistress, I vow to obey…” Akira said softly, but steadily. 

“Very good, Pet,” Winifred praised. “And now, for my entertainment, my Pet will pleasure me… as I pleasure her…”

The Doctor took out a remote, and pressed on it. The effects on Akira were immediate. Her nipples hardened, and the thrum between her legs made her shiver. 

“These clamp and phallus sets are available for anyone who is interested… see any of the staff dressed as maids…” Winifred said proudly.  “Forward, Pet…” 

Akira lifted her head, and focused on the sight in front of her as she crawled forward to place her head between the legs of her Mistress and began pleasuring her, much to the pleasure of the audience. The pretty rubber clad slave had no idea as to how long she was between the legs of her Mistress in public, but it didn’t matter. Obedience did.

“Such a perfect slave…” Winifred cooed as she enjoyed the work from Akira as the crowd enjoyed the show. 

The crowd cheered when the slave had completed her task, after which she was taken, cleaned up, and had her makeup redone. As she was completing her touch up. Doctor Winchester noticed a familiar face and waved her over. 

“Lovely to see you, Lady,” the dominant Doctor Winchester said with a smile. “Where is your slave?” 

“Under the weather I am afraid,” Brigitte responded. 

“Well I would have thought mother would have liked to have seen her daughter perform so perfectly,” Winifred replied. “Pet performed very well, don’t you agree?” 

“Yes, I do agree,” Brigitte answered, nonplussed. 

As a beautiful girl in a maid uniform completed Akira’s makeup, Winifred had her stand next to her. 

“Pet, say hello to the Lady, do you recognize her?” the Doctor asked, her hands gently caressing the shiny rubber Akira wore. 

“Hello…” Akira said flatly, no recognition across her face. “No, Mistress, I do not…” 

“A shame she doesn’t remember you, Lady,” the Doctor said with disdain. 

“Yes, well I see you have done extensive work to her since her arrival,” Lady Brigitte countered, not entirely surprised at the efforts Winifred made with Akira. 

“I simply broke her, Lady,” the Doctor said. “Into the perfect slave…” 

“How did you do that?” the Lady said, defiantly as Akira simply stood by smiling. 

“I have my own secrets for that, but also her girlfriend, Lady,” the Doctor said. “You know, the one you hired?” 

Lady Brigitte’s eyes narrowed…

“I paid her to assist with this lovely pet to push her to me…” Winifred responded. “Broke the poor pet’s heart when she found out…” 

“I see, Doctor…” Brigitte related, her fists clenched. 

“But it is time for her to honor the lead male dominants of our clan, as is our custom, Lady,” the Doctor said. “Please stay, I think you may enjoy seeing how deeply her obedience runs…” 

“I’ll be leaving, Doctor,” the Lady said. “Thanks for the show…” 

Brigitte nodded at the Doctor, who smiled that all knowing smug smile. 

Before exiting, Brigitte stood in front of Akira, her hands toying with the crystal on the chain around her neck. 

“Good girl, darling, you certainly make the very best submissive,” Lady Brigitte said, noticing Akira’s eyes found the crystal. 

Winifred pulled her Pet away and as Lady Brigitte turned, she recognized the two men walking toward her. 

“Lexington, Xavier,” the Lady said with a slight nod as they approached. 

“Well, if it isn’t the exiled bitch Brigitte…” Lexington said with a smirk. 

“How’s life in nowhereland?” Xavier followed with. 

“Oh how lovely, you two are the most senior male dominants of this crew of misfits?” Brigitte laughed. 

“It is better to be a leader with this group than exiled and nowhere, Bitchitte…” Lexington sneered. 

“Your  opinion, Lex,” the blonde said. “Which accounts for nothing.” 

“Please, Bitchitte, should we just collect you now? Make you a slave like the pretty little Asian you helped create?” Lexington continued. 

“You haven't got the presence…” Brigitte said as she walked away. “And you know it…” 

“Let’s be honest, you two minor leaguers together don’t have the presence for that…” Brigitte said, patting their cheeks as she exited the show. 

In the meantime, Winifred regained her spot as the Mistress of Ceremony, leading the crowd to the final tradition of the evening, leading Akira to center stage by the leash. 

“Kneel,” Winifred instructed. 

Akira took to pose 2, kneeling, looking at the feet of her Mistress, holding up her large breasts as if they were being presented. 

“And now, we welcome or lead Male dominants, Master Lexington and Master Xavier, to the stage…” 

The pair of handsome well built men were applauded as they made their way, one standing on each side of Winifred, with Akira kneeling before them. 

“As you know, it is customary for our newest slave to pleasure the lead dominants of each sex as a welcome to the group, at the discretion of the owning dominant,” Winifred began. “Well today, we will have a two for one, as my Pet will pleasure the men together at the same time from her knees. This is now the informal tradition, as we have seen this with the last several female slaves… let’s see if we can set a new record for finishing them both off, shall we?” 

The crowd laughed, as Akira kept her pose, her head down, her ears focused on Winifred, as she drew closer to her, the sounds of her very distinctive gait and heels evident. 

“Pet,” Winifred said as she pulled Akira’s chin up to look into her eyes. “When I snap my fingers, you will pleasure both men in front of you, never leaving your knees. Is that clear?” 

“Yes, Mistress,” the kneeling rubber clad girl replied. 

“Be the very best slave you can be, Pet…” Winifred said. “Get ready to start the timer…” 

SNAP 

From her knees, Akira unzipped Lexington to her left then Xavier from her right. She then used her hands on each, making eye contact with first the dark haired Xavier, then the shaved bald Lexington. SHe briefly used her mouth on each to lube them up, then took a deep breath and began to pump each furiously, glaring at them, in the eyes, as she worked, alternating between them. 

In what seemed like a record time, both men were fully aroused, and breathing heavy. Akira, taking in a very deep breath, exhaled slowly as she continued her work, her mind focusing on the work her hands were doing. 

Winifred, looking on, was well pleased as she watched the men’s arousal grow with her Pet’s work, thinking it seemed rather fast, how well Akira was performing. 

As Akira continued, she made eye contact with Xavier, who went weak kneed for a moment, then the pretty pet made eye contact with Lexington, and he too felt weak kneed as he looked at the beautiful half Japanese girl working him. 

Akira, hands never stopping, then smiled as she looked into the eyes of each man, first Xavier, then Lexington, who closed their eyes, deep in pleasure, feeling weak at the knees from the rapidity of the work. 

For a moment, the two dominant males, the most senior doms of the group, looked at each other, wondering how this could happen so fast… The look was part puzzlement, part pleasure as they got closer and closer to the edge, the smiling Akira looking at them, and into their eyes, switching back and forth. 

The dominants both finished at the same time, in quick fashion. 

“Well, there we have it, ladies and gentlemen,” Winifred said. “And a brand new record… I guess I do train the very  best slaves…” 

Winifred walked over to Akira, attached the leash, and had her brought back to the dressing area for an outfit change as the domme stood on stage. 

“Well, that was certainly amazing,” Winifred bragged. “While we get the Pet ready for her last show, feel free to sample all the wonderful toys I have made available, they will change how you create your slaves…” 

Lexington and Xavier looked at each other after the demonstration… in bewilderment as they cleaned up after the show. 

“I know you felt it…” Lexington said. 

“Yes… it was definitely there, for sure…” Xavier confirmed. 

The men nodded at each other, and made a way toward Winifred. 

“Doctor, we need a word,” Lexington said. 

“Of course, gentlemen, what can I do for you, Pet certainly did exceedingly well, I would say…” Winifred gloated. 

“Yes… too well…” Xavier said. 

“Where did you find her, Doctor?” Lexington asked pointedly. 

“She is the nobody daughter of a single mother, she caught my eye,” Winifred said. “Her mother is an immigrant from the docks of Japan…No father is even listed on her birth certificate.” 

“She has a presence, Doctor,” Lexington said. 

“We both felt it…” Xavier agreed. 

“Oh boys, she has no such thing,” Winifred guffawed. “She is just a beautiful young lady with talent and breasts for days.” 

The male dominants were not convinced, but did not push the point further, being it was Winifred’s event. 

“Well I would be very careful with her,” Lexington said as he walked away. “Very careful.” 

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Akira continued her training under Winifred, becoming more deeply enslaved by the Doctor, using all of her training devices and inventions, including the ever present black air pods repeating suggestions into the girl most of the day. 

On the afternoon of Christmas, Winifred made good on her promise to Brigitte, though it was a high price for the Lady to pay, and allowed Akira and her mother to meet up at her childhood home for a visit. 

The two submissive Okida women seemed content in the roles, as the Lady Brigitte and Doctor Winchester exchanged false pleasantries as the prodigal daughter returned home carrying a reasonably large sized box. 

In a strange scene to anyone outside the room, the mother and daughter, rightful owners of the home placidly knelt at the feet of the dommes controlling them, placid, plastic smiles adorning their faces. 

“I told you I would allow it, Lady, and here we are in this quaint little shack,” Winifred said with condescension. 

“Yes, well I did pay for it,” Lady Brigitte shot back. 

“Yes, you did,” Winifred countered. “And your softness is why you are poor and in this little hovel of a home…” 

“I choose where to be, Winnie,” Lady said sharply. “And choose my submissives carefully.” 

“Watch your tongue, Lady…” Winifred said,her eyes flashing. “I still have these…” 

Doctor Winchester showed her the envelopes of evidence used to force Lady into working for her to snare Akira for the Doctor’s pleasure. 

“Pet has something for her mother,” Winifred said. “Go on, Pet…” 

Akira stood and walked the box to her mother, then returned to her kneeling position beside Winifred. 

“Open your gift, sweetie,” Lady Brigitte instructed. 

Misaki opened the box, and inside were a pair of silicone breasts- identical to the ones she wore previously, ones with a pincer to attach to the nipples and a remote control for stimulation. 

“Lovely gesture, Doctor,” the Lady said. “Misaki, what do you say?” 

“Thank you, Doctor Winchester.” Misaki said softly. 

“Instructions, solvent and glue are in the box, Lady,” Winifred replied. 

“I am sure Misaki will enjoy these,” Lady Brigitte said. “Misaki, your gift for Akira.” 

Misaki got off her knees, and handed her kneeling daughter’s Mistress a small box. 

“Pet,” Winifred said. “Open your gift.” 

Akira slowly opened the small box, and pulled out a locket, shaped like two christmas presents in a box, with a key. 

“Hand me the key, Pet,” Winifred instructed. 

Akira handed over the key to the locket, as her Mistress took the chain and placed it over her head. 

“Lovely, it matches the black rubber perfectly,” WInifred mused. “Someday you may earn the right to open it, Pet.” 

“How very cruel of you, Doctor,” Lady Brigitte said. “But on point for you…” 

“Well Lady, it is not my concern that you are soft…” Winifred replied, attaching a leash to the D ring around Akira’s collar.  “And with that comment, we shall take our leave… enjoy the holiday…” 

“We shall,” Brigitte said angrily. 

“Here, you earned these,” Winifred said, tossing the envelopes of evidence at the feet of Lady Brigitte. 

Winifred pulled Akira up to her feet, then led her out of her home and into the car where they returned to Winifred’s. 

The Lady stood at the door, angered. 

“Come, Misaki, let’s get you fitted…” The Lady said as she picked up the box with the silicone breasts. 

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The Doctor and Akira made it back to the stately home of Winifred, built on the backs of her psychiatry practice, mind bending and body stimulating inventions, and of course the underground slave trade. 

“Pet, follow,” Winifred ordered, leading the leashed slave up the stairs to her Mistress Bedroom. “I am tired, but I did get excited by seeing you so docile in front of your Lady and mother… strip and prepare to pleasure me…” 

Winifred let go of the leash and untethered it from the D ring on the collar, placing the leash and her small bag on the nightstand. The lady stripped from her red and black rubber and made her way into the bed, while Akira stripped from her shiny black rubber, leaving only her collar and the locket that was caught up within the rings of the collar. 

“Pet, use the black strap on,” the Doctor ordered as she directed Akira to the correct toy to use. 

The slave then placed herself in the harness, and attached the black phallus to the harness, and knelt next to the bed awaiting instructions in pose two- holding up her breasts as the large phallus pointed to the ceiling. 

“Very good, Pet,” the Doctor said. “Mount…” 

Akira rose, got onto the bed, lubed the phallus, and carefully got on top of the Mistress. 

“Sometimes you just want to let the Pet do all the work…” Winifred said, lounging, as Akira slowly and carefully lubed and inserted the large instrument into her Mistress.  “And the parties, the training, the coming out have left me drained, Pet…” 

Akira said nothing, but slowly worked the phallus in and out of her Mistress, taking her time as she was trained. 

“Good, Pet,” the Doctor said, enjoying controlling the young, beautiful slave to do her bidding. “You are so intelligent, so sexy, so obedient… mmmmmmmmm oohhhhhhh…” 

Akira continued the pleasure of her Mistress, Winifred looked up and admired her work on the beauty she was controlling. Stunning Beauty. Wonder woman body. Ravishing in rubber. Intelligent. Obedient. Talented. And all hers. 

As Winifred admired her slave, currently mounted on top of her providing perfect pleasure with the phallus, the locket her mother had given her that was tangled in the only clothing she wore- her thick, rubber collar with D Rings, fell between the pair’s line of sight. 

Winifred laughed, even while being pleasured. 

“Pet, freeze for a moment,” Winifred said. As she reached her hand to get the small bag she left on her night stand. She fished out the key for the locket. 

“Pet, I wonder what is in the locket…” Winifred said with a laugh. “Probably someone who would be so very proud of the perfect slave you have become…” 

The Doctor took the key and opened the locket. 

Akira felt her knees buckle as it opened… She heard Winifred talking but the sounds did not register… but she did see the inside… two photos… as her Mistress pointed the photos back to her line of vision.

She saw her mother on the left, a younger, happier version of her mother… and a man on the right… 

“Father…” she thought as new feelings coursed through her body….

“Woah…” Akira said, as she started her ministrations again on her Mistress, with much more vigor than before. 

In her mind, she felt things opening up as soon as the locket opened… everything that was locked away by the Lady’s hypnosis was now opening in her mind, coming together in a flash of time. 

Thought after thought went through her mind in that one second flash. What was locked away followed by what was reality. Akira’s true self and true reality. 

“All the fear or worry about being a submissive…I am the best submissive…”

“Fear of my sexuality…I can be with whom I decide…” 

“Being hypnotized…From being the best sub, I understand how to hypnotize as a dominant…” 

“Body image…I am beautiful…strong or submissive… aways sexy …” 

“Fear of being lesbian….I am comfortable being a strong or a submissive lesbian…” 

“Concern about showing my body…I am beautiful and confident, my body deserves to be seen…” 

“Being dominant…The best submissives make the best dominants… I am the perfect submissive… I am also a perfect dominant…” 

The butterfly emerged and took flight. The best sub found balance and could be the best dominant- if indeed that was her choice. It was always her own choice- a realization finally recognized. 

With that last thought, Akira’s presence and strength took over, nearly overpowering the Mistress underneath her. WInifred’s shouts, triggers, and moans went unheard. Winifred began to get uncomfortable as Akira continued her work on her Mistress, as she increased her intensity as she kept up her work. 

Akira felt something as she saw the locket open showing her mother and father. Her mother, the perfect submissive. Her father, the perfect dominant. Lady Brigitte told her of her father under hypnosis… The pair, the perfect yin and yang of submission and dominance. Akira saw herself as the result of their pairing- the perfect combination of both. 

A word rattled around at the close of the stream of consciousness. One that fit to best describe what it was that made her that unique blend of submissive and dominant, that sensual sexuality, the thing that people saw in people with ‘it’.  

“Presence…”

The beautiful half Japanese girl came back to more awareness after the stream of consciousness, while the Mistress below, moaning loudly, felt pleasure as she was rendered speechless from the relentless work being performed on her. Winifred looked up, and on the other side of the open locket she saw the eyes of Akira Okida staring back with a knowing smile. A different smile than she was used to seeing from a very controlled submissive. This smile had a very different presence… 

Akira continued her rhythmic work on Winifred as she stared into her eyes, feeling that presence envelop her. 

Akira’s sensual assault on Winifred continued, as the college girl felt herself increasing her sexuality, sensuality, charisma, character, and dominance.

Akira smiled as she continued to thrust in and out of the Mistress beneath her. 

“And you were so right, Doctor… I will have a very Merry Christmas…” 

It was then Winifred’s turn as she felt the girl’s sensuality, sexuality, charisma, pheromones and allure overwhelm her, to the point she just laid back and accepted the pleasure she was being administered, unable to fight back. 

“Winifred,” Akira said loudly, authoritatively, still pounding away with the phallus, “Focus on the locket…” 

A visibly weakened and surprised Winifred looked at the locket, still feeling the rhythm of Akira as she worked her over. 

Winifred looked at the locket as she felt herself grow weaker from the work her slave was putting her through, and felt compelled to listen, the younger woman’s presence continued to overwhelm the more dominant, more experienced lesbian. Winifred knew she needed to stop, to end what was happening. 

But she couldn’t. Akira had blossomed. What started as a spark with the two male dominants at her coming out as a slave party now was fanned into an ember that couldn’t be doused after the opening of the boxes. Now it was Winifred Winchester, overconfident and careless in her  dominance, who was suffering the consequences.

The look on her face indicated she was far from suffering- more enjoying the physical pleasure the beautiful Akira was providing her through her rhythmic assault. 

“Very good, Winnie…” Akira said with authority. “Just keep looking at my locket and listen to my voice… there’s no rush to relaxation as you just focus and listen as I slowly take you into a deep state of relaxation…” 

Akira felt her strength growing, her power increasing, her sense of completeness developing as she began the relaxation of the mind of her Mistress. 

“Very good, Winnie,” the young woman said. “You can allow your physical pleasure to increase even as your mind continues to relax….” 

Akira was grinning wildly as she emphatically pleasured Winifred. 

“You can feel that physical pleasure increasing, even as you find your mind weakening, listening to my voice as you relax, feel pleasure, and follow my voice…” 

The half Japanese girl smiled, knowing she was turning the tables. Knowing the older, more experienced lesbian was getting her just desserts. 

“Good girl, Winnie…” Akira mocked. “Focus on the locket, focus on my voice and focus on how much pleasure you feel from me…” 

Winifred mewled in pleasure, her eyes focused on the locket, listening to the voice of Akira. Somewhere in her mind Winifred WInchester tried to fight back, but the presence of the sexy teen, and the pleasure she was providing was too great, the simple straight forward suggestions were becoming  too powerful. 

“Good girl, Winnie,” Akira said, her motion never stopping as her young wonder woman body did a number on the older dominant. “Just lay back and enjoy the pleasure as I fuck you into submission….” 

Winifred was moaning in pleasure as the now dominant side of Akira unlocked and unleashed on the Doctor who earned her money partially through the enslavement of women like Akira. 

“Now that we have you in the perfect position physically, Winnie, let’s get your mind into a better place…” Akira said with a smile. “Focus on the locket, do not look away…” 

The teen’s voice was stern, authoritative, and in a perfect hypnotic cadence. 

“Let’s count backwards together, Winnie,” Akira demanded. “I will count each deep thrust, backwards from ten to zero, and each deep thrust will increase your physical pleasure while allowing your mind to relax more and more with each number, sinking your mind deeper and deeper into a blissful relaxation…” 

Winifred Winchester focused on the locket that unleashed the perfect submissive to become complete as the perfect dominant. 

“Good girl, Winifred, ten…” Akira said, thrusting forward into the Doctor, whose eyes went wide at the apex. “Feeling your body’s pleasure increases even as your mind relaxes…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, nine….” Akira said, staring deep into the dark eyes of the devious Mistress. “Increasing your body’s pleasure ten times more, relaxing your mind ten times deeper….” 

“Good girl, Winifred, eight…” the half Japanese blend of submission and dominance said, in perfect cadence. “Ten times more your body feels the pleasure, feeling your mind relax ten times deeper…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, seven…” Akira said as she pushed the phallus she wore deeper into the Doctor, maintaining the rhythm she established to acquire physical and mental control. “Ten times more pleasure between your legs, your mind ten times more deeply relaxed…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, six…” the girl with the statuesque body called, smiling widely. “Your body’s pleasure increases ten times more, even as your mind relaxes ten times deeper…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, five…” Akira continued, enjoying this new found completeness within her. “Increasing your body pleasure ten times more… as your mind sinks ten times deeper…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, four…” the pretty girl continued her rhythmic control. “Your body’s pleasure will continue to increase while your mind will sink deeper into relaxation as I count you down to both perfect pleasure and deep, relaxing, hypnosis…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, three…” the college girl pushed. “It is inevitable that your body will finish after achieving such pleasure… after which your mind will be ready to follow my suggestion to sink deeply into hypnosis…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, two…” the instinctive new dominant continued, patterning her subject as she learned through personal experience. “When your body finishes, as you continue to feel your body’s pleasure increase by ten times, your mind, as it relaxes ten times deeper, will be ready to submit to me in hypnosis…” 

“Good girl, Winifred, one…” Akira said with a smile. “It is inevitable that your body finishes at my fingersnap, ready, even as your body increases ten times more in pleasure… and even as your mind relaxes ten times deeper, when your body finishes, your mind will be fully ready to accept my commands….” 

“Good girl, Winifred, zero…”  

SNAP 

Winifred’s eyes rolled up in her head as she finished with a loud, guttural, wall shaking, long moan that in her hyper sexual yet deeply relaxed mind felt like it took forever. 

After some time, WInifred opened her eyes, only to see the beautiful girl who played her like a violin smiling back at her, like a cat that caught a canary. 

“Winifred, submit to hypnosis…” the younger woman instructed, knowing the result. 

SNAP 

The Doctor’s eyes closed, her breathing the slow, deep and steady breaths of someone deep in hypnosis. 

“Good girl, Winifred….” 

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Lady Brigitte and Misaki Okida were welcoming in a quiet new year alone at home when they heard a car pull into the driveway just after the ball counted down ushering in the new year. Brigitte looked out the window and saw the car. 

“Shit… Winchester….that fucking bitch…” She muttered to herself. 

She thought of moving to go get Misaki, who was making yakitori in the kitchen, blissfully unaware and deep in hypnosis, but she was surprised to hear the door unlocking so quickly.

“Happy New Year….” she heard, though muffled. Along with four pairs of high heels cadencing across the hardwood as they made their way deeper into the house. 

Lady Brigitte was stunned at what she saw to the point of being speechless. 

“Who were you expecting?” Akira said, pulling Winifred Winchester by a horse lead, the Doctor with a small refitted bridle in her mouth, heeled boots resembling horse hooves, her hands bound together in front of her, one hand locked on each side of a two foot post, her hands in horse gloves, and a tail coming from the back of the all black colored rubber horse suit. 

“Whoa,” Akira said, as she pulled the reins to get the Doctor to stop, who literally whinnied as she halted. 

“Well this is a development, darling,” the Lady said, smiling at the sight. 

“Don’t darling me, you set me up to become hers,” Akira said pointedly. 

“No, darling,” the Lady corrected. “I set you up to become the perfect submissive, and as a result become the perfect dominant. After all, the very best subs make the very best dominants.” 

“I should put you under and put you on a leash in my other hand…” Akira responded. 

“You may be able to, you do have quite the presence, darling,” the Lady said. “But let’s be clear, you have always had that perfect dominant and submissive presence. Perfect balance. You just didn’t know what it was. Or how to unleash it, so to speak…” 

“Which is why you had me hypnotize mother… set the stage for what I needed…” Akira said, 

“Something like that, darling,” Lady Brigitte responded. “And for the record I am staying here with your mother… I severed all ties elsewhere, I am here to stay.”

The pair stopped talking a moment before Lady Brigitte got to the point. 

“So, are you turning in Winnie here or what?” the Lady asked. 

“Actually, no, we aren’t.” Akira said pointedly. “I plan on developing my skills with her, both as a submissive and as a dominant. I love being submissive, as well as being dominant. The perfect blend of both. So I will be the power bottom. Let her think she is in charge…” 

“Oh I see, darling,” the Lady said. “That does take her out of play in the slave market…While satisfying your personal yin and yang…” 

“Yes… Lady, it does…” Akira said thoughtfully. “I plan on using the bitch, her connections, her toys to find other girls who were enslaved without consent but don’t have the ability to save themselves… like I could…” 

Lady Brigitte smiled a very wide, very proud smile. 

“I knew you reminded me of someone, darling,” the Lady said. 

“Yes, Lady, I may remind you of your younger self,” Akira said smiling. “But always remember that  I am the main character. With aura…” 

“You do have  presence, darling,” the Lady said, laughing. 

“But first, I need to find that two timing bitch TIffany…”