Alexa came to and began to take in her surroundings. The first thing she noticed was a chilly breeze up her arms, but also across her chest. She went to moved her hands to her arms, but they wouldn't move. She looked down and saw to her horror that she had been chained to a cold steel chair. And what's more is that she was completely naked!
"Calm down, Alexa," she said to herself. "There must be a reasonable explanation for this." She then realized the horrendous truth. After she had passed out, Taylor must have stripped her clothes and abducted her to the basement.
"Taylor!" Alexa called out. "Taylor, this is funny!" She sat chained to the chair for a few moments but heard no shout in response or movement that indicated her friend had come out of her hiding spot. Slowly and carefully, Alexa stood up as far as the chains would allow her. She then moved slowly around the basement to find Taylor.
"I have to move slowly or I'll lose my balance. Then God knows what will happen." She dare not even whisper this aloud for fear of giving away her position. She looked around the basement and saw a shadow protruding for the corner. She inched her way to the stack of boxes. When she got there, Alexa took a moment to compose herself. She then moved to confront Taylor. But as soon as her head was around the corner, it was met with a hard smack.
Alexa chained to the chair, unable to reach out for something to keep her upright, she went crashing to the ground. The blow was so hard, Alexa had to take a moment to recover, but that was just enough time for her assailant to flip the chair so Alexa was on her back with no way to get up.
"Open your eyes," a voice demanded above her. Alexa slowly opened her eyes and the shock at what she saw with the concussion she now had to deal with almost made her passed out again.
Taylor was standing directly above her dressed in nothing but a black leather bra and matching panties. Taking a closer look, Alexa saw that the crotch of Taylor's underwear had actually been cut out, exposing her pussy. Alexa closed her eyes in agony.
"No, no, no" she muttered. "This isn't happening. This is all a really fucked up dream." Suddenly, she felt another powerful blow against her cheek.
"I said, open your eyes," Taylor snarled. "And I won't warn you again."
"Damn it, Taylor. You call that a fucking warning." Alexa's words were met by another hard blow.
"Your training has begun and as such you will refer to me as Mistress or Madam until your training is completed. Do I make myself clear?"
"What the fuck, Tay-" Alexa began. But upon seeing her roommate wind up for another smack, she quickly changed course.
"I mean, yes Mistress."
"Good," Taylor said, bring her hand back to her side. She moved behind Alexa and tipped to chair back to an upright position.
"Now," she said. "That was Lesson One. What do you think it was suppose to teach you?" Alexa stared ahead, afraid to look at her friend.
"I won't wait very long for an answer," Taylor warned. "You have ten seconds." Alexa quickly went through each of the events that led up to this point. Her encounter with Madison, her conversation with Taylor, Taylor gagging her, and now this. Each one of them had one thing in common.
"Time's up," Taylor said. "You had better have an answer for me."
"Yes, Mistress, I have an answer," Alexa said shakily.
"Well, spit it out then." Alexa took a deep breath before answering.
"It was meant to teach me how to gain control, Mistress." Alexa tensed as she saw Taylor's hand raised, but it landed very softly on her cheek this time.
"Good job, Alexa. And for now we'll stick to add Mistress after yes or no answers, okay?"
"Yes, Mistress." Alexa was started to get extremely frightened by her friend's sudden change, and she knew it showed in her eyes.
"What's wrong, Alexa?" Taylor said, smiling. "You're not scared, are you?"
"Yes, Mistress. I am scared." Alexa looked up at her new Mistress for the first time. Somehow, Alexa knew the only way to be set free would be to get through what ever lessons Taylor had set up for her quickly. Otherwise, her suffering would be prolonged. Additionally, Alexa had no plans on finding out what Taylor planned to do with those crotchless panties.
Taylor's expression hardened but softened again. She began to caress Alexa's wounded cheek and said, "Well, then. I appreciate your honesty, but I must confess I am a little disappointed." Sensing it was the right thing to do, Alexa said, "Why are you disappointed, Mistress?"
"Well, it's just that you made it through Lesson Two before I could get to the fun part."
"Fun part?" Alexa thought in horror. She stopped her brain right there, as she had no plans on going through the possible definitions of "fun part."
"You see, Lesson Two is instilling fear. I was originally planning on just making control and fear one lesson but that wouldn't be any fun, now would it?"
"No, Mistress," Alexa droned. It was still gonna take awhile to get used to calling her best friend "Mistress" but if it reduced her suffering, she would do it.
"Now to establish the basic rules of your training. First and foremost, you are to never speak of this training to anyone and not to me if we are in public. Madison has eyes and ears everywhere and I don't think you want to want to find out." At the mention of Madison's name, something snapped in Alexa. She immediately began to struggle against her bonds, rocking the chair back and forth in her efforts. Taylor looked on amused as her captive began trying to snap the chains on the chair. After a few moments, she became deadly stern.
"Stop struggling," she ordered. Oblivious to Taylor's order in her rage, Alexa continued to struggle.
"Stop struggling!" Taylor said louder. Alexa continued to try to break the chains in vain, and with each moment her rage increased. Seeing that Alexa was obviously not to going to obey her order voluntarily, Taylor picked up a remote from a nearby table and pressed the button.
Alexa felt a powerful shock course through her body, seemingly coming directly from the chains and the chair. The shock was brief, but it was enough to subdue her. Weak and gasping, Alexa stared in disbelief at Taylor. Looking more carefully, Alexa saw wires trailing from the chair and chains. Taylor had hot-wired them to the electricity and could shock her if she misbehaved.
"Rule two," Taylor said sharply. "When I give you an order, you will obey. This will work on a reward-consequences system. Obey and make progress, and you will be rewarded. Disobey or regress in your training and you will be punished. Understand?"
"Yes, Mistress," Alexa said weakly. She was still recovering from the electric shock and was fighting not to pass out from the concussion.
