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." ================================== 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.”