Alexa shakes as she weeps in her sleep. She hasn't been the same since she was told of her date. That she looks exactly like the woman she had raped years before. The terrifying truth slowly dawned on him as he removed her attack over and over again through nightmares.
Remembering the sweet sensation of his conquest and desires. She felt so sweet; the sound she made and the bleeding made her realize he had torn something so fragile. It had not scared him, merely excited him by his power.
What used to be the source of his power terrifies them every night as she has learned that the doctor is terrifying. After being told why she was punished, the two men who were her captors vanished. This only scared her further as, with their disappearance, her training began.
Her Mistress began correcting her at a moment's notice. Going from a gentle conversation to an issues command. She was expected to follow without question. Without a single thought as to why something was happening or if it was something she even wanted.
The second any hesitation was shown, she was corrected. Mistress Kitty's fingernails clawed into her thigh, breasts, or nipples. The pain Alexa felt at her Mistress's hands was excruciating, and she was always surprised that her skin wasn't broken or cut.
The strain of the coming days has only built over time as her Mistress has moved past how to be a woman into how to serve as one. Their movements were practiced and experienced. When she did a good job, her Mistress was fucked well and fiercely, and there were marks on her naked flesh that Mistress Kitty was proud of.
It wasn't clear, as if it was almost a badge of honor to be used in such a way. The way she appeared after these sessions, she was almost glowing with a radiance. The knowledge that she is his prize and she desires him more than anything in the world. The way her eyes almost appear misty when she hears his name.
"Mistress?" Alexa asks.
"Yes, mouse?"
"What is it about Master that you love?"
"It's not important."
"No, please, Mistress. There is a reason you do all of this for him. What is it?"
"He saved me."
"Saved you?"
"From men like you. Like how you were."
"Was it bad relationships?"
"No, men like you were thinking you can take what you want the moment you want it and that the only important considerations are your own. Your hunger must be fed as you devour those around you."
"That's not who I am."
"Not anymore."
Alexa sings at the words, knowing that they are true. All she has ever thought of was herself and her own needs. She never considered the options of his prey or the aftermath of what "he" did affect their lives. But "she" was different now; she had learned how horrifying it is to be powerless.
"I am sorry, Mistress, for who I was," Alexa says as she sees tears for the first time in her Mistress' eyes. Feeling a tightness at the disappointment in her past.
"I am starting to forgive you. You may make amends for it.
"How?" Alexa asks.
"To serve him as I do..."
"No, it doesn't matter what I am. I still prefer you over him anytime or the day of the week. Being a girl doesn't change my preference, and it never will."
Mistress Kitty nods, "Perhaps then you need to experience the freedom of your own decisions."
"What? No, Mistress, I want to be here with you."
"No, you don't, little mouse. You want to be on your own, making your own decisions, and being held close. You are broken and will find yourself among those who are, too. That is what you want, to be in control of your destiny."
"Mistress, I have nothing left out there. It has been months, and I have lost my job and apartment. No one would even recognize me based on how I look today. I can't do this on my own."
"Countless women have made this choice before you to transition. It is not as terrible as it seems as it is the most natural thing in the world to be who you are."
"Yes, and this is my choice."
"I agree, and letting you free is my own," Mistress Kitty says as she snaps her fingers and men appear. "We already planned for this, and it is some of the pictures we took for you. The documents you signed but refused to read for some reason."
"I have no power."
"You have all the power in the world."
"No, I do not, Mistress!" Alexa says and stomps her foot like a petulant child.
"You never asked to leave. You only wanted to know why it was happening, issuing your threats. I had thought you should be arrested and convicted on hard evidence from the videos we have. You were never forced. You only demanded for it to stop. And I wanted to, but he would let me. There is no greater for a man like you than to be sodomized and murdered in jail."
"Mistress, I am not.."
"You are not like that anymore?"
"No, I am not... I love you."
"No, little mouse, you have come to depend on me. If you wanted to go, all you had to do was say so."
"I want to go!"
"Are you sure, little mouse?"
"Yes, I am sure. But Mistress, come with me; I need YOU." Alexa says as her heart drops, seeing her Mistress walking away without looking back.
Alexa instantly regrets her decision. She loves the twisted Kitten that she was devoted to. There was something about how she smiled, and her eyes glowed when she spoke about something she was passionate about. Her Mistress was truly beautiful, and she had wanted her from the moment Alexa laid eyes upon her.