She's in a bit of a bind.

Skye Cunningham

"Did you do everything I told you to? Good. Now I want you to come to my apartment... For how long? Until I say you can go home... I don't care if you have work. Take time off... Don't tell Dad anything... If he has a problem with you leaving, I'll deal with... This is not up for debate. I'm ordering you to come over here right now... Good. I'll see you soon."

I pull the phone away from my ear and end the call. God, parents can be so annoying. They think that just because they raised me, they can tell me what to do. It's especially frustrating since my asshole sister Christina walked all over them. But no, I'm supposed to be the good one, so I have to obey. Fuck that.

Luckily, those days are coming to an end. Thanks to the Random Remote, I'm finally starting to gain control over my life. It's like I have a superpower. Just a simple sentence spoken in a firm tone is all it takes to get people to bend to my will. I'm still having trouble dealing with more dominant people though. I guess the more willpower a person has, the harder it is to get them to go against what they want. Hence why I can't talk to Dad yet. He always was the more headstrong of my parents. I need a bit more time before I try to influence him.

Mom, on the other hand, is the ideal subject. She basically does whatever Dad tells her already. All it takes is a firm hand, and she'll completely forget about him and obey me instead. That's why she's the perfect person to help me with my plan. She just needs a bit of training first. Soon enough, I'll be in total control of everyone around me. My parents, my sister, people at school, even random strangers. Everyone. They'll all bow before me, worshipping me like the goddess I am.

God, that's such a fucking hot thought. But if I'm going to do this, I need that stupid remote. It's the key to controlling everyone. Apparently, the power it gave me is just the first level. And each level is supposed to be more powerful than the last. Since it's turning me into a dominatrix, that means each of the changes it makes should improve my ability to dominate others. If I can get my hands on it, no one will be able to stop me. Plus, I could use it on other people too. It sounds like it can do all sorts of fun stuff. I'm still not sure about that though. We'll see how I feel after I get everyone else to submit to me.

There's just one issue with all of this: that Matt guy. He's all that stands between me and the remote. But it sounds like he's pretty dominant himself. As much as I'd love to just walk up to him and order him to give it to me, I doubt that would work. And he's already used the remote on a bunch of people. I don't know the specifics of all of them, but it sounds like some of those girls would do anything they could to make sure he gets his way. And if they've had their abilities longer than I've had mine... yeah, that's a losing battle. If I want the remote, I'm going to have to play smarter.

This is why having someone under my control that I know he hasn't used the remote on is so important. And wouldn't you know it, I just convinced such a person to come directly to my apartment. I don't mean to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty proud of what I've come up with. Actually, fuck modesty. I do mean to toot my own horn. I've got the best goddamn horn around! It may take a bit of time, but I'm confident that before the end of the week, Mistress Skye is going to be the one on top! All I have to do is-

"Mmm..."

All I have to do is-

"Hmm mm..."

I have to-

"Grr! Mmm!"

"WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY! I'M TRYING TO THINK!" I scream as I turn around, staring angrily at the annoying cunt who won't stop making noise.

What the hell was this girls name again? I think it started with a D? Or maybe a T? Whatever. "Cunt" suits her better than any other name could anyway. I like to consider Cunt my first step to victory. God, I can still vividly remember the moment I stepped on her and got her to spill all of her secrets. The image still makes me wet. Her down on the ground, helpless to do anything but tell me everything I wanted to know. And man, is she easy to control. But what can you expect from a woman who only thinks with her cunt? Sure, I can tell she hates doing what I say, but if anything, that just makes it more enjoyable for me.

I will admit, I was a tiny bit worried about letting her go back then. There was always the possibility of her being able to fight back just enough to tell someone what I did to her. But clearly she didn't. She's been here for over two days now and as far as I can tell, no one knows she's here. What a good cunt, doing exactly what I told her to.

I watch in amusement as Cunt struggles to try and free herself from all the rope I've tied her up in. Surly by now she should know there's no way to get out. I spent hours learning how to tie a person up like that. Really, she should be honored that I spent so much effort to make sure she didn't leave. I even took the time to expose her tits and let her show off how big of a slut she is.

Eventually, after wiggling around for a few more minutes, Cunt finally gives up, no closer to freedom then she was before. She glares at me with a murderous look in her eyes. Wow. She must really hate me right now. Can't imagine why. I figured a cunt would enjoy being tied up like that.

"What's wrong? Aren't you having fun? You know, I thought gagging you would keep you from making so much noise, but if anything, it feels like you might be even louder with it in," I say with a laugh.

Cunt doesn't seem amused. Instead, she just continues to stare at me.

"Oh, don't be that way. I know you like this. You already told me about what the remote did to you. I'm sure your dumb little cunt is aching from all this sexy bondage."

I reach out and slip a hand between Cunt's legs. She tries to stop me, but there's not much she can do, given her restricted position. After forcing myself past her thighs, I trace my fingers along her slit.

Huh? For a cunt, her... well, cunt isn't all that wet right now. Actually, if anything, it's a bit on the dry side right now. Isn't this bitch supposed to always be horny? Was the remote busted when it was used on her or something? Well, I guess it doesn't matter. As long as it works when I have it, I don't care. And who knows? Maybe one of the abilities I'll get is to make people horny whenever they obey me. That could be fun. I'd love to watch her slowly break down into a dripping mess for me.

Alright, that's enough teasing Cunt for now. I still have things to do. As much as I hate to leave, I do have classes. Soon, I'll never have to do that kind of obnoxious stuff again, but for now, I need to keep up appearances. I stand up, give Cunt's nipples a tweak, causing her to jump in the cutest way, then turn and walk out of the room, leaving her to stew in whatever nonsense is going on in that empty little cunt mind of hers.

Violet Garcia

FUCK YOU, YOU GODDAMN EVIL BITCH! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TOUCH ME WITH YOUR DISGUSTING **** FINGERS! I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU!

I can't believe I used to think that monster was a good person. I know the remote is what made her more dominant, but it didn't do all of this. No way. I don't believe. It may have been buried down inside her, but it was there beforehand. That's the only explanation that makes sense.

I watch as she casually walks out of the room, as if she's done nothing wrong. As soon as she does, I squirm around, trying again to get these hellish ropes off of me. But it's no use. These things are knotted up tight. I've tried for hours and nothing works. And even if I manage to loosen them even the tiniest bit, she just comes back and undoes all my hard work. As much as I hate to admit it, I don't think I can get out of this by myself.

And the biggest insult of all is that she somehow thought I would still be turned on by all of this. I may be a pervert, but even I can only put up with so much. There's a big difference between being degraded one time in a public setting and this. As if I'd in any way be okay with being kidnapped and held against my will while she goes on and on about all the awful things she wants to do to me and my boyfriend...

Matt... I hope you're not too worried about me. I tried so hard to tell you what happened, but every time I so much as looked at my phone, I felt her attribute pull me to obey her. I even tried mentioning it to Bianca, but all I could bring myself to do was ask her to lick my pussy. And even that didn't make me feel better. I feel so pathetic.

Now, I can't do anything but watch as she works on whatever the hell it is she has planned and hope that Matt manages to figure it out before it's too late. Ugh... why is this happening? I just wanted to have fun with my boyfriend and a bunch of hot girls. And the worst part is, I'm the one who caused all of this. If I hadn't used the remote on Skye, none of this would have happened. I was the one who unleashed all of those emotions that were bottled up inside her. This is all my fault. Maybe I deserve this...

No. Stop that, Violet. You can't beat yourself up like that. What would Matt think? I need to stay strong. I can't let Skye have what she wants. I know Matt will save me. And when he does, we are so going to make this bitch pay. I can't wait to wipe that smug look off of her face and have her down on her knees in front of us. We'll make her regret messing with Violet Garcia and Matt Anderson!

But right now, I have to stay calm and control myself. She may be strong enough to use her attribute on me, but that doesn't mean I should stop fighting. Maybe I can even buy Matt some time. Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Knowing him, he's probably with Helen right now. It's only a matter of time before they figure out what's going on and come up with a plan.

Alright, Matt. I trust you. You can get us out of this. I just know it.