The Adventures of Lumina: 3. The Rise of Dixie
-- by lightswitch © September 2010

[Lesbian, interracial, WF/WF, WF/BF, white female, black female,
catfight, domination, reluctant, non-consensual]

Synopsis: Beating and dominating her two most hated foes twists
Lumina's life in an unexpected direction, enticing her to
"re-invent herself."

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The next morning, Lumina woke up feeling sick.

"What have I done?" she asked herself, guilt gnawing at her as
the morning sun slanted through the lone window in the tiny
dormitory bedroom. "Cindy is only a freshman and because of me,
she's become a submissive lesbian." Yesterday, flush with her
victories over her two most hated foes, Lumina had allowed Cindy
to ... to ...

She couldn't bear thinking about it; the parallels with her own
experiences with Janine grated on her heart. "I let Cindy perform
oral sex on me," she thought, "and now she seems to worship me.
But I don't have any feelings for her."

Is this how Janine had felt, a voice in her head asked? Except
Janine had had more lust and less guilt about using an infatuated
freshman?

With an effort, Lumina silenced the painful doubts and hopped in
the shower. Recent events kept running through her mind, as if
playing on a loop. Had she really acted so outlandishly? Had she
really beaten the hell out of those two bitches -- Cherise and
Krissy -- and abused them as they had (literally and/or
figuratively) abused her?

Vengeance had, indeed, been sweet and Lumina smiled as she
toweled off and slipped into her robe. She stepped into the main
room and found her roommate was already there. The pudgy brunette
was lounging in a chair, dressed in too-tight bra and panties.

Must be in denial about her weight, Lumina decided. I'd never
walk around hanging out like that.

"Good Morning, Mistress!" Cindy chirped, jumping to her feet.

Guilt and embarrassment colored Lumina's cheeks. "Mistress?" she
thought. This wasn't good!

"I'm not your 'Mistress,'" Lumina denied, brushing past her
roommate and into the bedroom to change.

"Yes, my Goddess," Cindy corrected, her bare feet padding softly
as she followed the blonde into the bedroom. The freshman eyed
the sophomore hungrily when Lumina dropped her robe and began
sliding into her panties.

"Would you like me to eat your pussy?" Cindy offered.

Lumina froze for an instant, shocked with even deeper guilt and
embarrassment. "I should never have let that happen," she scolded
herself. The fact was, Lumina didn't really find her roommate
attractive and did not want to lead the girl on.

"No," Lumina said, putting her robe back on before donning her
bra. "Uh ... thanks." Lumina could have hit herself. Thanks, she
thought? THANKS?!? What a stupid thing to say!

"Please?" Cindy begged, dropping her bra to the floor and
grasping her breasts as if making an offering. "I want to serve
you! You may have to guide me, though; I've never been a
lesbian's sex slave before."

"I am NOT a ...," Lumina reflexively began to retort, before
stopping herself. "Or am I?" she wondered. Sex with Brad had been
OK, at times, but she reluctantly had to admit that she *did*
seem to be attracted more to women.

"Or," she rationalized to herself, "maybe I'm bisexual."

"I'm not looking for a 'sex slave,' Cindy," she told her
roommate. The brunette looked crestfallen.

"Please, Mistress!" she whined. "I promise to do whatever you
tell me -- no matter *how* disgusting and depraved!” The brunette
seemed to almost glow at the thought.

Lumina frowned at the implications of how her roommate regarded
her.

"No," she said firmly, finally fully dressed and able to shed her
robe. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go to class.” She
grabbed her books and hurried out the door.

"At least let me eat you, if you won't take me as your slave!"
Cindy called down the hall. Lumina stopped in mid-stride,
blushing crimson, before hurrying down the thankfully empty
dormitory hall.

* * * * * * *

As uncomfortable as it was, Lumina knew she couldn't just avoid
her roommate. She had to go "home" sometime, and home was her
dorm room.

After her classes and after dining alone, she made her way back
to her room. There, as expected and feared, she found Cindy,
sitting nude in their main room, watching the portable television
she'd brought. Upon seeing Lumina, her face lit up.

"I just KNEW you'd be back!" she beamed, rushing to embrace the
stiff blonde. Lumina forestalled her with an extended arm to the
chest.

"Look, Cindy," she sighed. "There's no easy way to say this, so
I'm just going to say it: I'm not attracted to you and I have no
desire to have a 'sex slave' ... especially you." For the next
two hours, Cindy cried and begged and entreated while Lumina kept
rejecting. Finally, Lumina tired.

"Look," she sighed, "if you want to be a slave, I suppose I can't
stop you. But I'm not having sex with you again!” Cindy opened
her mouth to protest, but Lumina cut her off. "Don't argue with
me, slave!" she snapped. The wide-eyed brunette looked at her,
obviously at a loss for how to respond. Finally, her shoulders
slumped and she turned back to her television.

"Yes Mistress," she sighed.

Lumina rolled her eyes in exasperation and sat at her desk to
study.

Almost another hour went by when they were interrupted by a knock
at the door. Lumina started to rise, but was maliciously inspired
by her fatigue and bad mood.

"Get the door, slave," the blonde directed, though she knew she'd
feel petty afterwards.

Cindy looked surprised, but quickly smiled and, still nude,
jumped up to open the door.

"Oh for ...! Lumina snapped. "Put some clothes on, before you
...!” Her criticism was cut short as she saw Cindy inviting
Krissy into their room.

Lumina sat, stupefied, looking at the woman who had tried to
steal her boyfriend and whom she hated more than almost anyone
else in the world. As usual, Krissy was dressed impeccably, today
wearing a powder-blue Polo shirt, designer jeans, and some brand
of upscale casual shoes from a price range Lumina hadn't been
aware existed.

"You!" the enraged blonde finally spat. "What are YOU doing
here?"

Krissy regarded their tiny dorm room with obvious disdain, her
pert nose wrinkling in disgust.

"What a dump!" the attractive brunette sneered. "Figures that a
tramp like you would live in public housing."

Lumina was no longer the shy, reticent girl who had come to
University as a freshman. In an instant, she was on her feet and
grabbed the front of the arrogant brunette's shirt with both
fists.

"I SAID," Lumina threatened, "what are YOU doing HERE?"

Krissy smiled, her eyes narrowing.

"I came over here to kick your whore ass," she said. "You caught
me by surprise last night. Let's see how you do when I'm on
guard!"

Lumina's world imploded in a haze of mindless rage. Nothing else
existed other than this hateful bitch who continually kept trying
to ruin her life. Nothing else mattered but smacking the smug
right out of this slut.

Lumina pulled her arm back almost to last Tuesday and punched the
bitchy brunette hard in the mouth. Krissy's head snapped around,
her neck and body following at slower rates. However, the lancing
pain in Lumina's fist told her she hadn't come out of the
exchange unscathed. She ignored the pain, jumping on her floored
foe and slapping the hell out of her with her open left hand.

"I caught you 'by surprise' with my boyfriend's cock in your
mouth, you slimy slut!" Lumina shouted, punctuating emphasized
words with stinging left-handed slaps to the prone brunette's
pretty face. Krissy brought her arms up, trying to deflect the
blows, but they came raining down all the same. All of the fury
... the anger ... the hurt ... of that night came rushing back
and the incensed blonde began beating her foe with both hands,
while straddling Krissy's chest. In a short time, the arrogant
bitch was lying, bruised and bloody, under her conqueror --
again.

Lumina leaned down onto her beaten foe and pulled her face close,
using a fistful of dark hair as a handle.

"OK, bitch," the angry blonde spat, "have you had enough? Are you
ready to stay out of my life forever? Or do you need some more
beating? Krissy looked defiant.

"What are you going to do now, you lezzie whore?" the beaten
brunette sneered, giving Lumina a belligerent look. "You going to
sit on my face again and rub your nasty whore-cunt on me again?"

Lumina blushed, ashamed at the memory of how she'd lost control
the previous night. She had no regrets about beating the holy
hell out of Krissy and had a certain smug satisfaction about
humiliating and demeaning her "as a woman." But after cooling off
and having time to think about it, she was now ashamed at how
she'd acted.

"Do it," the savaged brunette hissed, pulling her Polo shirt up
to uncover her brassiere-covered boobs. "Make me eat your nasty
cunt! Rub your slimy pussy in my face!"

Lumina looked at her in shock. What was going on here? It sounded
almost as if the bitchy brunette was trying to taunt her into
sexually abusing her!

"Take me, you blonde bitch!" Krissy snarled, grabbing the
surprised sophomore's head in both hands and pulling her forward.
The beaten brunette pressed her swollen and cut lips hungrily
against Lumina's and snaked her tongue into the shocked blonde's
mouth before Lumina knew what was happening.

Regaining her wits, Lumina shoved Krissy back, causing the
gorgeous brunette's head to bounce off the linoleum floor.

"You psycho bitch!" Lumina shouted, slapping Krissy in the face
again. "You treat me like dirt and then you get off when I beat
you up?!? You are SICK!” The disgusted blonde shouted.

"Shit," Krissy laughed. "I treat you like shit. Because that's
how you deserve to be treated."

Furious, Lumina grabbed Krissy and hauled the twisted brunette to
her feet, ripping the expensive Polo shirt in the process.
Grinning, Krissy began to unfasten her jeans, but Lumina opened
the front door and shoved the lovely brunette out into the hall.

"What a PSYCHO!" Lumina exclaimed, slamming the door and locking
it. Her heart was pounding and she was surprised to realize she
had lubricated. Turning, she saw Cindy, sitting in a chair and
looking at her in awe as the freshman jilled off.

"You are a fucking *goddess*!" the pudgy brunette breathed.

Stunned and sickened, Lumina retreated to the bedroom and went to
bed early. "what the hell is wrong with everyone?!?" she
wondered.

With an effort, she calmed herself. "It isn't *everyone*," she
told herself. "That's an exaggeration. You've just had the bad
luck to meet a few of these weirdoes." She drifted off to a
disturbed sleep, dreaming of topping bevies of bitchy brunettes.

* * * * * * *

The next day passed quickly and Lumina continued to put off
Cindy's overtures to be her *sex* slave rather than just her
slave. Again, Lumina resorted to semantics.

"OK," the exhausted blonde sighed, "so you say I am your
Mistress, right?” Her roommate nodded emphatically.

"Then I order you to stop pestering me about being my slave," she
snapped. "IF I want sex from you, *I* will ask for it. *You* are
the slave, so *you* do not get to ask for anything! Understand?"

Cindy pouted, but nodded.

"And wear some clothes when you're here!" the blonde demanded,
averting her eyes from her roommate's nudity. Cindy sulked, but
went to get dressed.

It was getting late and Lumina still had Psych homework. She was
almost finished with the chapter when there was a knock on the
door.

"I'll get it!" Cindy chirped, springing up from in front of the
television. Lumina's focus remained on her studies until she
heard her roommate gasp. Looking up, she saw Krissy, still
bruised from yesterday, stroll into the room. Krissy was wearing
a long, stylish trench coat, which she immediately shrugged off
upon entering. Under the long coat, she wore the beautiful
brunette wore a tiny cobalt-blue bikini. The arrogant bitch put
her hands on her curvaceous hips and thrust out her chest and one
hip, putting most of her weight on the other leg.

"OK, I admit it," she huffed, as if angry to be revealing
herself, "it did turn me on when you beat me. I've been fingering
myself non-stop since it happened, reliving what you did to me."
She gave Lumina a meaningful, lusting look. "And I want it
again," she whispered. "Please!" It was obvious she hated having
to ask.

Lumina, mouth agape, looked at the lovely brunette in disbelief.
Evidently, her intent to humiliate the bitch had backfired.

"Who the FUCK do you think you are!?!" the blonde demanded,
shocking herself by cursing. "You go *out of your way* to make my
life miserable, even trying to seduce a guy you couldn't care
less about, just to hurt me! You make sure I see you with his
penis in your mouth ... and you think I'm going to reward you for
that by fulfilling your sick sex fantasies?"

The horny brunette jumped the surprised blonde and they fell to
the floor in a tangle of arms and legs. Krissy wasn't holding
back this time and Lumina saw stars when the brunette's fist
slammed into the side of her head.

"One of us is going to completely destroy the other with her
pussy tonight," the aroused brunette panted, "and I don't care
which way it goes.” Cindy had stripped and was grinning broadly
as she jilled off, watching the two older girls brawling on the
floor.

Krissy lost her top in the struggle and Lumina got distracted by
the press of the gorgeous brunette's bare boobs against her;
separated from her own breasts only by a thin layer of cotton,
from her shirt. The blonde had always favored skirts and this
worked to her disadvantage. The two were locked in a tight
embrace, neither able to gain the upper hand. With one hand
wrapped around Lumina's torso, Krissy grabbed the back of the
blonde's head in one hand and forced their faces together. Too
aroused to resist, it was Lumina who forced their mouths together
in a passionate kiss, each trying to overcome the other by
whatever means possible.

Gasping, the brunette broke the kiss first.

"Too much for you?" Lumina taunted, biting the perverted bitch at
the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Krissy moaned with
pleasure. When the blonde released her foe, the hungry brunette
latched her teeth onto Lumina, in the same area. Pain and
pleasure coursed through Lumina's body. Distracted, she didn't
resist as the brunette stripped the blonde's T-shirt up over her
head.

Within seconds, they were locked together, each struggling to
best their hated foe, but each becoming more and more aroused in
the process. The aroused blonde bit the brunette's boob, sucking
hard so as to leave an ugly, purple hickey. Lumina wanted to mar
the brunette's beauty and leave marks of her conquest. Krissy
moaned with pleasure and continued punching, pinching, or
slapping whatever part of Lumina she could reach.

With a start, the angry blonde realized they were both nude. When
had that happened?

"I hate you!" Lumina spat, sinking her teeth into her loathsome
foe's other boob.

"And I hate you, darling," Krissy sneered, biting the blonde's
shoulder until she drew blood. "That's what makes it so good!"
The brunette laughed and Lumina was convinced that this bitch was
mentally ill, if not outright insane.

But that suspicion decreased neither her anger nor her arousal.

"Bet I can make you cum, whore!" Krissy taunted, grabbing the
blonde's crotch and squeezing. Both combatants froze in place and
the arrogant brunette's face broke into a wide, triumphant smile.


"You little *WHORE*!" she laughed. "You're WET!” Blushing with
shame and anger, Lumina summoned up a burst of strength and
wrestled her opponent on to her back. Jumping on top of her, she
immobilized the bitchy brunette in a schoolboy pin, sitting
astride her chest.

Krissy jerked and writhed under the dominant blonde, but was
grinning in anticipation. Lumina slapped her smug face several
times and the brunette moaned with lust. The panting blonde felt
hands cup her ass and pull her forward. Reluctantly, she let her
pelvis be pulled upwards, towards Krissy's head.

Soon, she could feel the bitchy brunette's chin brush her pubes.
She looked down at Krissy, conflicted. She absolutely *hated*
this woman! And yet ... the damned bitch was SO attractive. And
there was something about her that made Lumina just want to crush
her. The blonde wanted to beat the arrogant bitch with her fists
until the brunette was unconscious, beneath her ... to dominate
her and subdue her.

To own her.

To fuck her.

"You're mine, bitch," Lumina whispered, moving up to sit on
Krissy's lovely face.

The brunette made a token effort of resistance and the blonde
began slowly rubbing herself against her hated foe's face. She
raised up only long enough to turn around so she could pin Krissy
in a reverse facesit and again press her wet sex directly over
her foe's beautiful face.

Lumina reached down and began stroking the brunette's damp,
fevered pussy.

"You SLUT!" Lumina panted, sliding her fingers along the
brunette's slick, slippery slit. "You are dripping wet! You
really get off on having other women's vaginas in your ugly face,
don't you!" Krissy struggled, probably indignant about being
called "ugly." Lumina smiled, enjoying her control of the
dark-haired bitch. But this wasn't enough. She wanted to
humiliate Krissy even more.

She remembered the trademark move of the other woman whom she
hated -- Cherise -- and was inspired.

"You don't deserve to have my vagina in your face," Lumina
snarled, lifting up from the gasping girl's face. "This is
something more in line for the likes of you!" With that, the
blonde lifted her pelvis and sat her curvaceous pale ass on the
startled brunette's face.

This time, there was no acting. Krissy lashed out with every
limb, struggling wildly to escape. The pitiless blonde laughed
and reached back to pull her ass cheeks apart to better smother
her opponent. She could feel the brunette's hot tears under her
backside and it felt so good to demean her opponent like this
that Lumina began fingering herself, without even being aware of
it. As Krissy's struggles became weaker, her own arousal climbed.

"My God," she thought, "is this how Cherise felt when she sat on
my face?" No wonder she had jilled off!

Unfortunately, that memory was like a bucket of cold water on her
arousal.

Lumina pulled her fingers from her own slit and began angrily
finger-fucking her helpless opponent. The brunette was crying and
screaming, but her protests were muffled under the blonde's
shapely ass. Lumina was merciless, locking her feet under
Krissy's head to press the bitch's face firmly into her ass and
pressing down hard with her hips to deprive her hated foe of even
a breath of air. The brunette's pussy was dripping, though, and
the vindictive blonde continued to savagely finger Krissy's slit
and rub her clit. To Lumina's surprise, Krissy climaxed -- hard!
Her pale body arched high off the floor and she screamed into the
blonde's smothering ass. The malicious blonde clenched her ass
hard on the brunette's lovely face as she continued her merciless
assault.

Before her orgasm had fully ebbed, Krissy had passed out.

The victorious blonde rose off her opponent and slapped her
pretty face until she was sure the perverted brunette was
breathing again. She was so horny she couldn't stand it! Yet
pride prevented her from forcing her victim to satisfy her, after
she had declared Krissy didn't deserve such a treat. Still,
Lumina couldn't remember when she'd been so aroused.

"You!" she said, pointing at Cindy, who was shamelessly rubbing
herself and working towards what was obviously not her first
climax of the night, "sit on her face and make her satisfy you!"

Cindy was up in a flash and quickly astride the semi-conscious
brunette.

"Yes, my Goddess!" her roommate affirmed, sitting her crotch over
Krissy's pretty face and settling her wet pussy down on the
gorgeous brunette's mouth. Lumina nodded, stepping close before
turning around and bending over.

"And now," the aroused blonde demanded, trying to remember the
phrasing her roommate had used earlier, "eat me!"

Cindy couldn't believe her ears and eagerly buried her face in
her roommate's pussy, lapping eagerly, though her nose was
pressed up against the blonde's asshole. Lumina sighed, knowing
she'd regret this later. But for now, she needed it. It didn't
take long, after such intense arousal: Lumina climaxed, in spite
of her inexperienced roommate's fumbling efforts.

Finally sated, she dressed, kicked Krissy out of the room, and
told Cindy not to bother her. Tired and already regretting her
actions, she fell asleep, only peripherally aware of the sounds
of her roommate jilling off in the other bed.

* * * * * * * *

Krissy began showing up every day, and every day Lumina would
beat her up and sit on her face. The only difference was that now
Lumina allowed Krissy to service her and bring her to climax. The
blonde rarely reciprocated and the horny brunette began forcing
Lumina's roommate to finish the job, after Lumina had finished.
Cindy seemed to enjoy it and it took the pressure of her
roommate's submissive worship from her, so Lumina let it pass.

The three fell into a comfortable routine and Lumina didn't let
herself think about it; repressing any thoughts that did try to
push to the forefront of her brain. Everything continued to be
uncomfortably comfortable until a full week had gone by.

And then, Wednesday at 4, Cherise appeared at the door, dressed
in a T-shirt and worn navy skirt.

"Hey, cunt!" the beautiful black girl smiled maliciously, as
Lumina opened the door. "You caught me by surprise last week, but
..."

The angry blonde didn't let her finish. Lumina grabbed her by the
lapels and pulled her into her room, where the disgusted blonde
slapped the black girl hard across the face.

"Let me guess," Lumina said, grabbing the lovely black girl in a
headlock and twisting until they both fell to the floor, "you're
another sick bitch who gets off on getting beaten up by other
women and having them force you to service them, right?

The furious blonde straddled the struggling black girl, pinning
her dark arms with her pale legs, and continued slapping her hard
across her lovely face. "What makes you think you're so special
that everyone should cater to your needs?!?" Lumina demanded,
grabbing the neckline of Cherise's T-shirt and straining to tear
it apart. The fabric was old and worn and the angry blonde was
finally rewarded with the sound of ripping cloth.

Cherise was not wearing a brassiere.

Lumina caught her breath. Cherise *was* gorgeous and her full
dark breasts heaved as she breathed with exertion. "Why are all
the beautiful ones such narcissist, psycho bitches?" Lumina
wondered, continuing to slap the pinned black girl. For her part,
Cherise was panting and moaned each time the angry blonde's palm
struck her lovely face.

Lumina was caught between loathing and lust. Cherise and Krissy
were the two people she most hated in the world. But they were
also two of the most attractive women she'd ever seen. She'd
already subjugated the bitchy brunette ... would it be so wrong
to do the same to the bitchy black girl? The aroused blonde was
slowly coming to realize she had developed a fetish for black
women.

Lumina stood astride the panting black girl and slowly removed
her own T-shirt. She was gratified to see Cherise's eyes glued to
her shapely white body. Sneering at her victim, Lumina unfastened
her bra and allowed her full breasts to swing free.

She kicked off her panties and squatted, her moist blonde muff
hovering over the prone black girl. Cherise couldn't look away,
gazing with stark, undisguised lust at the dominant blonde's
pussy.

Lumina smiled, feeling a mean sense of satisfaction and dominance
wash over her.

"You want it, don't you!" she whispered huskily, dropping to her
knees so her pussy hovered directly over the hypnotized black
girl. "You want to bury your face in my vagina and acknowledge me
as the superior woman, don't you!"

Cherise licked her full, thick lips, obviously struggling between
pride and lust. To Lumina's surprise, lust won out.

"Yes," the beautiful black girl whispered, her face contorted by
her extreme arousal. "You're the superior woman. I want you to
sit on my face and make me eat your superior blonde cunt."

Lumina knelt, stunned, not believing her ears. Had the cruel
arrogant black bitch just submitted? Had hateful Cherise just
rolled over and bared her throat to a more alpha female -- Lumina
 Victory over one of her most hated opponents made her flush with
pleasure. She grabbed a fistful of Cherise's beautifully styled
hair.

"I'm not going to force you," Lumina sneered, pulling the black
girl's head closer to her own heated blonde snatch. "You're going
to beg for it."

Cherise's eyes narrowed and she shook her head vehemently.

"No," she gasped, her own arousal making her short of breath.
"No, I won't! I ..."

Lumina let herself drop down on the startled black girl's face
and slid her wet blonde slit slowly along the black girl's face
before rising up again.

"Beg for it!" the dominant blonde demanded. "Beg to eat my ..."
she searched for the slang term she had heard ... "cunt!”
Cherise's expression weakened and Lumina knew she had won.

"Please!" the black girl croaked, barely audible. "Please let me
eat your cunt!"

The blonde smiled and granted her foe her wish, settling her
throbbing blonde pussy down onto the black girl's eager face.
Unlike Cindy, Cherise knew her way around a woman's genitals. Her
skilled tongue and lips quickly brought Lumina to new heights and
she soon climaxed, pushing herself down hard on her beaten foe's
face.

Satisfied on every level, Lumina rose and bade Cherise leave. The
black girl did, without complaint or protest and Lumina knew
Cherise would spend the rest of the night jilling off as she
relived this experience.

* * * * * *

Lumina was not surprised when Cherise started coming back every
evening. There was a marked tension between Krissy and Cherise,
but Lumina settled things by tying their wrists with their own
bras and paddling them both until they screamed.

The sadistic blonde then untied them and forced the two into a 69
position, lying on their sides, and commanded them to go at each
other. She then promised that she'd jill off whoever could resist
climaxing, but that whoever did climax would have to service her
ass.

The two bitchy girls immediately set upon one another, furiously
licking and lapping at each other. Lumina laughed, watching them
go at it, their hands tightly gripping the ass of their opponent.

It wasn't a fair match -- Cherise was much more skilled at the
Sapphic arts -- and within less than five minutes, Krissy was
screaming a garbled protest as Cherise forced her over the edge.

True to her word, Lumina pulled the black girl up by the hair and
slammed her against the wall, where she pinned the black girl
with her own pale body. She grabbed Cherise's head and pushed her
lips against the black girl's, kissing her deeply and tasting
Krissy's juices on Cherise's thick, sensuous lips. The black girl
moaned loudly and spread her legs to allow easier access by her
blonde mistress. Lumina reached down and began fingering
Cherise's throbbing clit, smiling as she felt the proud black
girl tremble with lust.

The blonde reached back one hand and pulled her own ass cheeks
back. Sobbing in defeat, Krissy crept forward and buried her
pretty face in Lumina's ass. Lumina thrilled at their debasement
and soon had Cherise on her back while she straddled the black
girl's face in a dominant 69 position, with Krissy on her knees
behind, rimming her.

Cherise climaxed first, but Lumina was not far behind.

* * * * * *

Lumina wasn't exactly sure when her two new sex slaves moved in,
but before she knew it, four women were crammed into the tiny
two-person dormitory unit. And unfortunately, far from being a
sexual utopia, Lumina found it was miserable.

The sex was still fantastic and Lumina loved beating and debasing
the two women she hated, but to whom she was so physically
attracted. If those were the only interactions they had, Lumina
would have been fine. Unfortunately, it wasn't all sex, all the
time. And the fact remained that both Cherise and Krissy were
incorrigible bitches -- the pissed-off blonde could only beat
them so often! And worse, they got off on being beaten, which
reinforced their bad behavior.

Still, Lumina had plenty of opportunities to vent her spleen. She
had Cherise teach her how to tie knots and some additional basic
bondage techniques. She learned how to lick pussy and how to
guide others to please her.

She still hated Cherise and Krissy, though, and they had no
relationship outside of "Slave/Mistress." And when Lumina was
feeling exceptionally angry or hateful, she'd do horrible things
to Cherise and Krissy.

Horrible, nasty, dirty things.

Lumina was new to the world of kinky sex and had never heard of
"safewords." Then again, she wouldn't have bothered with them had
she known, as she did not care in the least for her slaves'
limits, comfort, or pleasure. In fact, the more they suffered,
the happier Lumina was. In her mind, Cherise and Krissy existed
only to suffer and to please her.

As the weeks passed, she stopped bothering making either of them
climax, becoming more intent on their debasement and her own
pleasure. Cherise and Krissy began fighting among themselves,
trying to establish a secondary dominance -- which Cherise soon
won, much to Krissy's chagrin.

Cherise, it turned out, had a fetish for white women to match
Lumina's fetish for black women. However, Krissy didn't like
Cherise and wasn't especially attracted to her. However, that
didn't stop Cherise from using the bitchy brunette to sate her
own needs. After each time Lumina roughly used the black girl and
then left her, aroused to a fever pitch, but unsatisfied. Cherise
would top Krissy and force the satisfaction she required.

Krissy, in turn, began dominating Cindy, who *was* attracted to
the bitchy brunette and only too glad to serve *someone,* since
her original blonde mistress consistently neglected her. Krissy
wasn't especially attracted to Cindy and would have much
preferred sole rights to Lumina, but each time the dominant
blonde used her and left her, the only option for achieving
satisfaction was the eager freshman bottom.

Lumina insisted on sleeping alone. Cherise and Krissy fought over
the remaining bed, but Lumina insisted that it was Cindy's and
Cindy keep it. But it turned out there were ways around that
restriction: Cindy would always allow either Cherise or Krissy to
sleep with her and that meant that the submissive freshman would
inevitably end up sleeping on the floor when one of the older
bitches kicked her out in the middle of the night, while Lumina
slept.

It was far too tiring trying to ride herd over the other three,
so Lumina eventually stopped trying, which effectively "threw
Cindy to the wolves."

While Lumina still beat and forced sex from the two older girls,
she spent less and less time in the dormitory room so as to limit
the amount of non-sex time she had to spend with the two bitches
(and one doormat). She started spending most of her time in the
Psychology library and became fascinated with sexual fetishes,
dominance and submissiveness, sadism and masochism, and power
exchange. From there, she delved into the concept of "power,"
itself. She read voraciously and decided to "remake" herself so
as to increase the perception of her power.

Lumina looked for a theme and, after much deliberation, decided
to go with "Rebel." She had limited funds, but because she
believed appearance was key, she splurged anyway. Within days,
she became known for her signature look: A tight-fitting
silvery-grey blouse, with three buttons open to show a generous
expanse of her ample cleavage; grey slacks with dark grey stripes
running down the outside of each leg, from waist to cuff; black
knee-length boots, into which she tucked her slacks cuffs; a
thick, black leather belt with a large confederate flag buckle,
and -- her pride and joy -- a grey Confederate kepi, which she
discovered in an obscure catalog meant for weapons nuts and
paranoid rightwing types.

Lumina also retooled her attitude and behaviour. She had always
been "quiet," but now purposely channeled that into an appearance
of "aloofness." She became aware of her body language and the
pitch of her voice, adapting them so as to exude an air of
confidence. She honed her vocabulary, mentally self-editing so as
to come across as either assertive or aggressive, as the
situation warranted. She ruthlessly struck out any speech that
could be construed "passive" or "submissive." And she became
aware of sexual colloquialisms, which she adopted in place of the
clinical terms she had been using.

To her surprise, those around her noticed quickly. Most appeared
to have not known she had even existed. But that had now changed.
Soon, even people she didn't know seemed to now know of her and
throughout Campus she became known as "Dixie" -- that
“Confederate chick.”
