The blinged out stretch limo wound it's way through London serenely. Though the vehicle had a huge passenger compartment there were only two people in it. And only one of them was sitting.
Alexandra Burke, winner of The X Factor and breakthrough MOBO artist was sat in one of the plush leather armchairs behind the tinted windows. She had a black leather jacket on and the only thing showing under it were her knee high boots which she had crossed and pointing directly at the figure on her knees before her.
That figure was Cheryl Cole, recent divorcee and recently voted Sexiest Woman in the world by a Men's magazine. The singer, model and TV star had thought she was a Domme herself but five minutes with Rihanna in the American D Club had shorn her of that idea and she was already embracing her new role as a submissive slut to her new Mistress.
"My boots whore! They do not look clean and shiny enough for me yet. Lick them some more let's see if we can improve them further."
Gorgeous brunette Cheryl nodded eagerly and swept her trademark long hair back from her face as she crawled forward to tongue her Mistress's boots again. She was stark naked bar the thick, heavy silver collar around her neck. Alexandra nodded her approval as Cheryl began licking again.
"Make sure you get the soles this time whore! Lord knows how you ever thought you were a Domme, you could run Beyonce close as a subby slut given time"
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The Hummer pulled up in the deserted street outside the Club. Alexandra was putting the finishing touches to Cheryl's outfit.
"After all can't have you going out there in the public, bare ass naked, can we? Skinny white girl like you would frighten the public! Ha, ha!"
She placed the last piece of black duct tape over Cheryl's right nipple meaning she had two, one each tit, in a cross over her breasts. She also had one longer one covering her pussy. That was to be her outfit. Affixing a silver leash to the collar Alexandra waited until her driver opened the door and she proudly stepped out into the chill evening air and led her famous slave out behind her. She didn't make her crawl, letting her trot along behind her as she strode towards the doors. She pushed them open, nodded at the bouncers then continued inwards through more doors into the main room. It was busy already with a bevy of Britain's best babes already deep in action.
Alexandra strode past Jordan pulling the rack on Kelly Brook's rack. She had simpering Kelly's tits tied up and on a pulley and was turning that wheel for everything she had. Kelly was stood on tip toes trying to ease the pressure and waiting for Jordan to show mercy ( though anyone who had ever encountered the hard bitch that is Jordan would know she would have a hell of a long time to wait for that).
They passed a sectioned off chamber, designed like a dungeon where Denise Van Outen was holding court. She was in full on dominatrix mode, dressed in shiny black leather from head to toe, her blonde hair pulled severely back and an obscenely large dildo jutting from her crotch. She had some poor bloke bent over a bench and was whipping him with a riding crop, clearly in preparation to fucking him in the ass. Alexandra stopped to view the scene for a moment before marching on, dragging Cheryl behind her.
In the next section of the hall Louise Redknapp and Rachel Stevens were dressed in revealing pony girl bondage outfits, their tits on full display, a dildo with a tail jammed in their arses and a bridle around their heads as Kirsty Gallacher,( in stern jodhpurs) used a horse crop to put them through their paces. An erotic sight to be sure but Alexandra did not linger long before moving on the door at the back of the room her destination. She and her 'pet' walked past Christine Bleakley leading bimbo's Fearne Cotton and Holly Willoughby on dog leashes going in the opposite direction towards a double bukkake with some of their biggest fans. Brunette Christine pulled the blondes along at a ferocious pace.
And finally they reached the door. Alexandra stopped and looked down at Cheryl. Then she harshly ripped the duct tape from Cheryl's beautiful body, smiling at the grimaces that brought.
"Listen to me slave, I do not have time for this. As much as I would like to spend every waking moment tormenting you and dominating you I have a career to succeed in and I cant' trail a dumb Geordie cunt like you behind me all over the world, can I? So I've arranged for four other Mistresses to try you out for fifteen minutes a piece and after each of them have sampled you I will decide which of them I will sell you to. So I would suggest you be nice to each of them because after today one of them will be your Mistress. Understand?"
Cheryl nodded sadly wondering if it was already too late to back out from this, from the point that Rihanna had taken her in hand over in the American Club she had given up all dreams of dominance and enjoyed being submissive to Alexandra. Enjoyed that she was the elder of the two singers but was totally obedient to the younger rival. Cheryl whimpered slightly as a large door faced her, she knew she might not like what lay beyond them. The statuesque Alexandra Burke strode confidently up to it and knocked then entered. Waiting to greet her was Dannii Minogue, Cheryl's fellow judge on talent show "The X Factor".
Dannii had originally been the glamour on that show but she had been put firmly into the shade when Cheryl joined. Cheryl was younger, prettier and sexier and the ratings had reflected this. Cheryl's large eyes gazed up as brunette Dannii stood over her.
"Well there you are Alexandra! Lovely to see you. And look at this! Cheryl good to see you've found your true position in life - a pathetic, submissive little bitch ready to serve her betters!"
There was real bitterness in Dannii's words, not only because she hated Cheryl Cole with a passion but because she hadn't been able to get herself on the shortlist of people to take her on as a slave. Dannii would have loved to have her as her slave and could only dream of all the cruel and malicious torments she would have subjected her to. Alexandra though, had little time for Miss Minogue, viewing her as a fake and a fraud that had not supported her when she was breaking into the business.
"Where are we first?" the dominant black girl demanded.
Dannii flashed a look of annoyance at Alexandra but quickly stopped and pointed to the door to her right.
"The first candidate is in there."
Alexandra pushed past Dannii and led Cheryl into a squared room with Alesha Dixon sitting on an ornate throne waiting on them. Alicia was a singer (like Cheryl) had been in a girl band (like Cheryl) and was now the token totty on a Saturday night talent show (again like Cheryl). But in all those things the sexy, chocolate skinned Alesha had not been as successful as the pale brunette.
Alesha stood from her throne, her long, toned legs bare, wearing just a black and red striped corset. She walked past Cheryl and kissed Alexandra on the lips.
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable on my throne babe, I won't be needing it for the next fifteen minutes, I think I'll sit on something else."
She took Cheryl's leash from Alexandra's hand and jerked it so that Cheryl had to look up at her.
