Ulyana was kind of a bitch, especially to her friend Petra. When Petra showed up to college with a fresh handprint bruise on her cheek, another girl might have been horrified, or sympathetic, but Ulyana just laughed.
“Oh my god,” she gasped between gales of laughter. “Your new boyfriend slaps you too? Did he rape you, like the last two? That’s three in a row, Petra – don’t pretend you’re not doing it because you like it.”
Petra did not like it. Her father had been abusive, and she couldn’t seem to stop herself from picking partners who were just like him. Somehow she always seemed to pick men who hurt her. She hated it, and Ulyana’s mockery hurt bitterly.
But she didn’t protest. She was used to Ulyana’s cruelty – so used to it, in fact, that she had been planning something even before her current boyfriend had beaten and raped her, and even before Ulyana’s most recent bitchiness.
“Hey Ulyana,” Petra said. “I’m studying hypnotherapy this semester. Do you think you could help me out by being my practice bunny?” She batted her eyes winsomely. She may have poor choice in men – but it went hand in hand with a talent for attracting people with a fetish for victims, and bisexual Ulyana was as attracted to her as any man.
Ulyana laughed again, but it was a laugh of agreement. “Seriously, hypnotherapy?” she giggled. “You’ll end up hypnotising yourself, Petra. You know you’re not good at things like this. But I’ll do it.”
But Petra *was* good at hypnotherapy. She had been practicing for nearly a year, not telling Ulyana because she knew Ulyana would only make fun of her. And so today, in their shared dorm room, she took Ulyana into a trance quickly, and then began laying out her plan.
“You’re a stupid bitch, Ulyana,” said Petra.
“I’m a stupid bitch,” agreed Ulyana dully.
“Good girl,” said Petra. “You know, I can’t help picking bad men. I don’t know how to stop. And it’s awful that you make fun of it. So we’re going to help you understand.” She paused. “Take off your clothes, and say you’re a stupid bitch again.”
Ulyana rose, and struggled out of her dress and underwear, baring her tits and cunt to her friend. “I’m a stupid bitch,” she said again.
Petra looked at her, smugly, and bit her lip. She raised her leg, and used her foot to push apart Ulyana’s legs and spread her pussy, then began working the toe of her shoe into her friend’s defenceless cunt. Ulyana grunted, and gasped, but made no effort to protect herself.
“From now on,” said Petra, “you’re going to find yourself attracted to the men you think are most likely to treat you like shit and abuse you, and will avoid relationships with anyone who treats you with decency. And when you do find those terrible men that make you wet, you’re going to actively encourage them to sexualise you and disrespect you, by dressing like a whore, stripping in front of them, and rewarding them with sex and attention when they make you feel worthless.”
Ulyana moaned a little more as Petra pressed her foot harder into the girl’s cunt. Petra noted Ulyana’s pussy was sopping wet. She hadn’t told Ulyana to be aroused – that was all her own behaviour. As a test, she drew back her foot, then kicked Ulyana lightly in the pussy. Her friend squeaked – but her cunt just got even wetter. She kicked her again, harder, and Ulyana’s face flushed and her breathing became heavier.
“And while we’re at it, let’s fix our power dynamic,” said Petra. “From now on, you’re going to call me Mistress, and you’re going to feel like you need my permission and advice to do anything important in your life. You’re going to feel like everything I say is wise and smart, and everything you think that contradicts it is stupid and bitchy. You’re going to tell me every humiliating thought or experience you have, so that I can publicly mock it, and when I want to fuck you or rape you, you’re going to let me, and thank me for it afterwards.”
Petra looked down at her former friend – now her pet – and smiled cruelly.
“Do you understand, Ulyana?” she asked.
“Yes…” moaned Ulyana, eyes glazed. “Yes, mistress…”
“Good girl,” said Petra. And then she pulled her foot out of Ulyana’s pussy, paused while looking into her friend’s glassy, obedient eyes – and then kicked Ulyana in the cunt – hard.
Ulyana orgasmed, squirting wildly and twitching.
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will you ever do a part 2
I don’t feel like this story needs one!