Alice (A lesbian dom)

Oh this was too good this was just to fucking good. Alice took a good long sip of coffee as she watched the waitresses tits bounce under her apron.

Alice Coughlan has been unhappy for a long time. She had moved to the city from her small town in Maine for college and naively had expected everything to change. Up in Maine she had been **** to tip toe around everything. After all you couldn’t just announced to all of Mt. Blue High School (graduating class size 52 students) that you were looking for a woman who wanted to be completely and totally dominated by the hottest girl in class.

And Alice was the hottest girl by far, long smooth legs, full straight jet black hair, c-cup breasts and a slim figure athletic figure. Her arms were smooth and toned and any person touching them would feel the right packed powerful muscles that she went to the gym 4 times a week to maintain. She knew how to dress and how to apply flawless makeup. In the city she was a knockout in her hometown she had practically been a goddess.

At least she had been until senior year. When that rat Bryan Mills has let spill her secretand suddenly small town Maine had gone from dull to dangerous.

During her junior year as her sadistic tendencies started to be some a true burning need she had taken to dating boys just to **** them. She was perceptive and was usually able to tell which boys would play along with her fun and be unlikely to press her for sex. By her senior year she had “dated twelves different men and had truly gotten a chance to refine her BDSM. She knew just how to elicit pain that would build into pleasure. She knew just how to step on a man’s penis to prevent the flow of ejaculate and cause him to scream for release. She knew just how far she needed to shove a dildo up a guys ass and just how to move it in order to get him to admit that maybe he was enjoying this a bit. And then along came Bryan Mills.

At first he seemed like a great prospect. He was liberal minded (grew up in Massachusetts) and displayed all the traits she had come to realize made a good sub. And for a while he had been. Their relationship was actually pretty solid and he was in fact the first guy she ever pegged. Then one night they decided to watch a movie (really a porno) together before they had their fun. They were sitting together and a lesbian sex scene came up. Alice has glanced at Bryan to see how he was reacting and not sensing a negative reaction decided to take the plunge.

“Bryan there’s something important I need to tell you.”

“Yeah what’s up.” He said pausing the porno and looking over at her.

“I have a secret, the reason I’ve never slept with a guy is...” She paused to catch her breath and thought how silly this was, she had ridden this guys ass with a giant purple dildo and she was getting nervous about THIS? “I’m a lesbian, I’m sexually attracted to women, eventually I will break this off as a relationship even though I do want us to remain friends this relationship will never move beyond where it is now. I need you to keep this a secret the town would hate me if they found out who I really was.”

She watched his eyes for a long time then without saying anything he stood up and left the house.

The next day she discovered her mistake. In the hallways everyone was strangely quiet no one willing to look at her. She was scared and it became clear when she walked to her locker and found that someone had carved the word ‘DYKE’ on it with a hunting knife. During first period she went to her desk and found that similar hurtful messages had been scrawled and scratched all over it. Under it all was a massive swastika over the message “**** to Faggots and Dykes”.

During break she tried to track down her friends to see if she had some ally. Her male friends laughed at her one even chucking a soda that barely missed her head. Her female friends shunned her except for one. Mary Dowd had been her best friend a true rock in the storm and when she saw Mary walking up to her she had a moment of hope until Mary full on splashed a full bottle of water in her face and screamed “Get the fuck out of here you dyke. We don’t want your kind here.”

She left. Unable to hold back tears and afraid what would happen if she stuck around. Her worry was well placed after she quickly stopped at home to get the few things she absolutely needed. She then got into her car and started to drive like a bat outta hell. Just in time too as she left town she saw a pickup truck start to follow her. In it were three of the biggest rednecks in the town and she knew that they had it in their mind to apply a little “corrective ****” luckily she had an almost full tank of gas and was able to drive far enough from town that they gave up pursuit.

She had significant savings and as a legal adult was able to enroll in a high school in the city for the final semester, get her diploma, and then enroll in college. She had hoped that she could feel safe here, that things would be different, but she simply didn’t every time she considered coming out to her new friend group she would panic about them rejecting her.

This notebook though it changed all that. She smiled maliciously as she wrote her first rule.

New Rule: Anyone who has ever made fun of or harrassed someone for their sexuality or gender identity must message their victim and reveal the most humiliating embarrassing wrong thing that they would never want to happen to them. They must also message their most perverted and disgusting sexual fantasy. Finally they must allow their victim to perform either of these to them.

She smiled, as she finished writing the rule she heard a buzz. It was her old cell phone, when she had first left town it buzzed nearly everyday with hate now it was silent most of the time. She kept it with her as a reminder of the past and things perhaps best forgotten. But now they were certainly worth remembering.