Mistress Skye

Skye Cunningham

I've done it. It's mine. In my hands is the key to everything: the Random Remote. I'm not just some girl with a domination kink anymore. I'm a fucking goddess. Or at least I will be soon. I trace my finger along the edge of the device, really taking in the sensation of it against my skin. I can't believe I actually have it. And yet, I can. Matt is such an idiot. It was only a matter of time before he screwed everything up. He doesn't deserve to have such a powerful little toy.

Looking at the device's washed-out grey color and tiny screen, it's not really what I expected. Honestly, it kind of looks like a piece of garbage. But I suppose that's on purpose. It looks so inconsequential. No one would think that such a worthless-looking hunk of junk would be so incredible.

I turn slightly to see a certain cunt glaring at me from her spot on the window sill. If she's trying to intimidate me, she's doing a terrible job. She's wiggles slightly as she continues to struggle against her binds. I can't believe she's still doing that nonsense. I would have thought someone as pathetic as her would give up much sooner. Anyway, none of that matters anymore. I hold the remote up to give her a clear view of it as I smile.

"You see this, Cunt? You know what it means, don't you? It means that stupid boyfriend of yours lost. I have his precious remote, which means I'm in charge now." When I first got my hands on the remote, I had no idea it would instantly give me control over almost all the women he's used it on, but hey, who am I to complain? That will just make them all easier to enslave. "You know, it's honestly sad how easy it was. All it took was a little flirting and he could barely hold himself together. He really only thinks with his dick, doesn't he? Pathetic."

I can't believe what the cunt does next. She rolls her eyes at me. Is she fucking serious? How dare she have the nerve to sass me like that! I aught to be beat some sense into her ungrateful ass. Maybe then she'd actually respect her superior.

"M-Mistress? Did I do a good job today? Was I able to please you?" I hear a soft whimper from behind. I turn around to see that a certain someone has finished changing back into her **** outfit.

"Would you look at that, Cunt? It's someone who actually knows her place," I say while shooting the bound girl a glance. I then turn my attention back to my favorite ****. "You did perfectly, my ****. It would seem you're not a total waste of space after all."

To think that the woman in front of me wearing a black catsuit and matching body harness used to be my mother. She used to think she had control over me just like everyone else. Well, now look at who's in charge. With less than a week of training, it's like she's completely forgotten that she's supposed to be my parent. She eagerly does anything I tell her to without a second thought. She'll definitely be the model for my ideal **** in the future. Hopefully I can make everyone act like her once they've all be adequately broken. I'm sick of Cunt being such a... well, cunt.

"Eee! Thank you so much, Mistress!" Angela screams with delight from my praise.

"Alright, that's enough, ****. Now get back to work. That twelve page paper isn't going to write itself," I remind her. No reason to even do schoolwork again if I can just make someone else do it for me.

"Yes, Mistress. Right away, Mistress," she says before running off.

God, to think that that's the woman who tricked Matt. Although, I'll admit she did a decent job in her role. I wasn't able to see everything from where I was hidden, but it seemed like she had him wrapped around her finger pretty well for the most part. And she got the remote, so I can't really complain.

Now back to business. Looking at the remote again, I stare at the two large buttons on the front, one green, one red. It doesn't look like there are any other controls on this thing. Cunt didn't tell me it only had two buttons. And here I thought it would be more complicated. Though I guess it couldn't be too hard if Matt was able to use it.

"Man, you did such a good job getting the remote from Matt," I suddenly hear the voice of Cunt say behind me as fast as she can. "You really deserve a reward. Don't you think it's a good idea to take a quick masturbation break? Just rub one out real fast. I won't tell anyone. In fact, you can do it right here in front of me. Come on, I know you want-"

Realizing what she's doing I quickly turn and dart over to her. As I do, I feel a warm sensation between my legs. I see her cloth gag hanging out of her mouth as she smiles cockily at me. I stuff it back in before she has a chance to continue.

Goddammit! That's like the fifth time since she's been here! Angela must have not tied her gag tight enough after lunch (a **** won't be of much use if they starve to ****, after all). At some point, she figured out that she can distract me by suggesting I take breaks to do sexual stuff. I have no idea why, but every time I here her say something like that, it sounds like such a good idea. I can't tell you how much time I've wasted this past week touching myself in front of her. My plan would have been finished so much sooner if it wasn't for her idiotic interruptions. I've tried to command her to stop, but for some reason it doesn't work. It's like I can't **** her to be less of a pervert. It must have something to do with the remote's influence on her.

Fuck! Now I'm horny again! I don't have time for this. The dean should be getting a hold of the last few women who haven't submitted to me yet as I speak. And of course, there's still the matter of completely dealing with Matt so he never causes any problems in the future. I still have a bunch of stuff to do, but I can't concentrate like this. Fucking Cunt! I'm going to make her pay for that one.

As I think of possible ways to punish Cunt, I hear a knock at the door. That's not too surprising given how many women I've had to deal with since I got the remote. At this rate, I'm going to run out of places to store all these people...

"You got lucky. I'll deal with you later," I tell Cunt before walking over to the front door.

Upon opening the front door, I'm greeted by none other than my bitchy twin. How wonderful. I've been waiting for her to stop by.

"Alright, let's make this quick. I came all the way out here just like you asked, so what the hell do you want, Skye? I have places to be," Christina scoffs.

"Shut the fuck up, Christina," I bark. My sister seems taken aback by my harsh tone. Unsurprisingly, she doesn't say anything else after that. Thank god for that. "Come in. We've got quite a lot to talk about."

I turn and walk further into my apartment as Christina follows closely behind. I can tell she's confused at her own willingness to do as I say by the way she clutches her purse as she looks around. She's so used to walking all over me, but those days are over. It's time for a new Cunningham to be on top.

"You're such a fucking slob. Have you looked in the mirror recently? You look disgusting," I tell her as I notice her unkept hair and a few stains on her dress. "Never mind. That's not important. What is important is that I've decided that it's about time for a change in our relationship." Christina gives me a strange look, but still doesn't say anything. "Oh yeah. I guess you can talk again, or whatever."

"What the hell are you talking about? I don't give a shit what you've 'decided.' I can't believe I canceled my date for this..." Christina grumbles under her breath.

"Please... A date? Yeah right. Have you seen yourself lately? You look like you just walked out of a dumpster. I bet there isn't a man on Earth that would go out with you now."

Christina looks furious after I say that, but I'm not scared of her. She doesn't have any power over me anymore. However, shortly after that, I notice a shift in my sister's body language. It looks like she just realized something, though I'm not sure what. She then starts to wobble slightly.

"Oh no... not again..." she whispers to herself.

"What's wrong? You can dish it, but you can't take it? You're so pathetic, you know that?" I tell her.

"I-I've gotta go," Christina says abruptly before trying to dash back out the front door.

I'm not letting her get away that easily. I grab her purse as she tries to run, stopping her dead in her tracks. She looks back at me as she struggles to get away.

"Hey! Let go! I have important stuff in here! And none of it is for you!" She cries out.

"You're not leaving until I tell you to. As for your stuff, I don't give a shit who it's for. If it's so important to you, then you're going to give it to me. Now!" I order.

Immediately, Christina is **** to let go of the purse, which causes her to fall forward and faceplant onto the floor. Serves her right. After taking a moment to compose myself, I notice that her start to rub her hands over her body. What the...? Is she getting turned on right now? Not long after, she lets out a loud moan, confirming my suspicions.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I ask in disbelief.

"I... I don't know. I was just- oink!" Christina's face instantly turns into a look of fear as she realizes she just squealed like a pig in front of me. She tries to stand back up, but quickly falls back onto her hands and knees.

Why is she acting so weird? Hold on... didn't Cunt mention something about a pig when she was first telling me about the remote? That's right. She said she was trying to figure out which one of us was the pig and which one was the domme. That must mean the remote is turning my sister into a pig. Ha! How funny is that?

Speaking of the remote, now might be a good time to test it out. I pull it out and point it at Christina as she remains disoriented on the floor. I start by hitting the red button, but nothing happens, so I then try the green one.

- SELECTED TARGET: CHRISTINA CUNNINGHAM -

New Attribute Available. Press red button to claim.

Ah. So that's how it works. Green is how you lock-on and red is how you confirm. Seems simple enough. But what's this about a new attribute? That must be what advanced the transformations. Well, now that I know that, I see no reason to stop my experiment at the halfway point. It's not like I mind the idea of turning my twin into more of a pig.

New Attribute Unlocked

DIRTY MONEY

The target will find substantial success in any job they have so long as they give a majority of the money they earn to the user. However, the target will repeatedly find themselves in embarrassing and demeaning situations whenever they attempt to work, no matter what job they have. In addition, being exposed to these types of situations will also trigger the target's CAN'T FIGHT THIS SQUEALING attribute.

Congratulations! Target CHRISTINA CUNNINGHAM has now completed their identity transformation!

Okay, in retrospect, perhaps I shouldn't be testing out the remote on someone who's apparently already on their last attribute. Though in fairness, I had no way of knowing that Christina was already that far along. I have no clue what that last sentence means, but the rest of it does sound pretty nice. A goddess can never have enough people paying tribute to her, after all. And I'll always approve of this bitch being **** into embarrassing positions over and over again. Just the thought sends a rush of adrenaline through my body. A girl could get used this feeling.

Once I'm done looking at this new attribute, something different appears on the screen. It kind of looks like a profile page for Christina, listing her identity (which I once again chuckle at) as well as all of her attributes. I see. So the remote keeps a running list of everything. How convenient. I take a moment to read over all of Christina's attributes. I can't hide the smile on my face. Some of those are fantastic. Like the fact that she's going to become addicted to giving me things. That probably explains why she got so horny after I took her purse. Out of curiosity, I open the bag up to find all sort of expensive looking things. Jewelry, a few electronics, a decent amount of cash, and plenty of other stuff. Was she going to give all of this to that wimp? What a waste...

Reading further, it looks like I also can make her act like a pig just by insulting her! Now that's something I can get behind! That must be how she ended up as a crawling mess on the floor. Well as far as I'm concerned, that's just going to make training her even easier. God, now I'm getting even more turned on myself. I'll have to involve Christina's humiliation in my future masturbation session caused by Cunt's perverted little stunt. I'm still having a bit of trouble concentrating because of that.

Now that I know how this thing works, I see no reason to delay the inevitable any further. Clearly each of these attributes brings the target closer and closer to their chosen identity. Which means I have no reason to fear using it on myself. With how awesome the first ability I got was, I can only imagine how it will ramp up from here. I flip the device around in my hand so that it's pointing at myself. I then push the green button. However, this time, I'm shown a different message.

- ERROR: USER CANNOT TARGET SELF -

Can't say I was expecting that. Must be a way to prevent idiots from screwing up their own brains. Well, that's not a big deal. Unique problems call for unique solutions. And I have just the solution waiting in the other room, **** and eager for another job to do...