Alexis cries out in wanton need as it has been weeks since she had her last dessert. She has been working hard at her Mistresses' side, working on her looks. The first time in her life learning how to outline her lips to a smokey-eye look. It is taking weeks, but she is mastering the look of her body, the walk, the high heels the training of how to be feminine.
"Mistress Kitty," Alexa asks as she puts the makeup brush a moment.
"Yes, little mouse?"
"Why are you teaching me this, Mistress? I thought I meant for a life of torment."
"Both can be true; you just have to be worthy of it."
"Everything I have done has been for you, Mistress."
"No, before your rebirth, you served me. Drinking his seed, you served my interest as I got you addicted to his taste. I love watching your eyes shine with delight as you see me dripping as I walk past you. Even now, when you smell it on my skin, I can see your cravings."
"It haunts my ever-waking thoughts, Mistress. I need it, and I can't understand why." Alexa flushes as Mistress Kitty laughs, walking around her, "You don't know? Why you are addicted."
"Because I desire you, Mistress."
"No, for two weeks, it was your only chance to survive. Your only source of nutrients as you went on water faster. Your only source of protein as your body ate away at your fat and purified your soul. You need it to survive."
"Yes..." Alexa admits she was only fed table scraps after cleaning her Mistress. During the first week, she was only fed his seed several times daily. She needed to survive, or she would waste away into nothing. Alexa frowns as she realizes all the time she has spent as weeks and months have passed.
"Kneel!" Mistress Kitty demands.
Without thought or even recognizing what was being said, Alexa quickly kneels. Feeling the silken cloth fall against her naked sex, she looks confused, wondering what she has done wrong. Her hands fall to the top of her thighs as Alexa looks to the floor.
"Minotaur, bind the mice!" Kitty demands as the monstrous men come in once more.
Alexa begins to beg as her bottom lip quivers, "Mistress, please. What did I do?"
"Gag her!" Kitty demands as she walks out the door.
The men come in and, with scissors, quickly cut the clothes from Alexa's body. As much as she pulls and fights back, they easily begin wrapping her in rubber again. Pulling her ankles to her thighs, she can't believe the way her exercise and medical regimen have shaped her body beyond the mere surgery. Her hips and curves are wider and far more feminine than most women they have come across.
Her body no longer aches with the pain of the surgery, but now a greater pain and pull lingers against her. For the time being, she is afraid of being attacked, as she is naked, her legs spread wide pressed down into the floor on her stomach. She squirms against the attack with no hope of breaking free. She is kept tight against the ground as she begs against the restraints, lashing back and forth.
"Please!!" Alexa begs against her capture, "Please, what did I do wrong?"
"You forgot to call her Mistress," the guard grunts as he pulls her ankle to her thigh and begins to bind her once again in rubber, "Even I know better than that."
"Please, don't hurt me!"
"Hurt you! Hurt you; we are only doing the Mistress's bidding; we will not hurt you; ensure you learn the lesson she wants to instill."
"Please don't rape me..." Alexa cries softly as she feels so scared, her body beautiful, her curves sculpted as if by Mother Earth herself. She cries as she is the exact type that she would have loved to consume, to devour. She is every man's type, a pure sexual specimen without flaw.
The large man picks her up by her hair and looks directly into her eyes; for the first time, Alexa sees the dark hatred on the man's face. His anger as he looks down upon her terrifies her, wishing she never begged for mercy. Knowing by the hatred and the look that she would accept anything to survive. She needs to see her Mistress again to beg forgiveness.
"You have no clue who you belong to, do you?" The monstrous man growls.
"Mistress Kitty," Alexa answers, choking back her sobs.
His laughter is sickening, seeing the man's sharp fangs and his broken smile. "No, little mouse, you don't belong to the Mistress; you belong to her Master now. Your transformation has begun."
"Transformation?" Alexa sputters.
"No one will dare touch you now; you are safe from the crimes you inflict on others. Only the Master will decide your fate..."
"So I am safe?" Alexa says, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Safe from us, yes. If I touched his slave in a way he didn't like, he would skin me alive before my family. These scars on my face are from my first mistake." Lifting his hand, he shows his left hand's missing ring and pinky finger, "For my second mistake of touching what isn't mine. I will not make it again."
"So he MUST be obeyed!" Alexa trembles in fear.
"Yes, the doctor must be obeyed. Master Darren is not a man to be ignored," the scarred man admits.
"You're his slave; he will correct you differently." the other man chimes in, "He whips, torments, and tortures; he will not mutilate. Never mutilated his slaves."
"Hush you! She is not to be told of her fate..." the scarred man answers.
"My fate?" Alexa asks.
"You killed her... " the gruff man speaks.
"Killed her?" Alexa asks, surprised.
"Fuck," the scarred man drops his head, "One of the women you raped, who killed herself was his wife. He met Mistress Kitty years ago to take his revenge. I doubt you would even remember her; if you did, you would have recognized."
"Recognized what?" Alexa asks, horrified.
"Recognized her face in the mirror... you are the rebirth of a lost love. He will not torture you or destroy your body. No, he will break you until you worship him like she did. I think your faith is worse than mine, for at least I have my body and mind. And you? You face something worse than death, the loss of your knowledge of self." the scarred man answers, and then begins to bind Alexa as she cries in terror and shame.