Finders Keepers

 

It had been a long, hard day at work and Leah was feeling tired and spent.  She rubbed her aching neck, trying to release the tense muscles and the knot of stress caused by staring at a screen all day.   She felt like she was on the edge, but no wonder with the amount she was currently being expected to do. Her boss Mr Johnson was giving her shit for being behind on her work, but it was hardly fair given she'd just moved into her boyfriends flat and rather than take time off work to move, she'd done it in her own hours. That was why she was behind and she would have liked a bit of appreciation for her commitment to the company.

The only reason she got treated like this was because she was a push-over and everyone knew it.  She hated conflict, didn't like standing up to others and as a result people took advantage.  She had never liked the fact she was so meek, but it was just who she was.

Getting a wine glass down from the cupboard, Leah sighed and hated herself for being so weak.  If she could just be a bit more assertive and pushy, doors would really open for her.  She'd tried to make herself act more aggressively, but it just wasn't in her nature and it always ended up backfiring and just making her feel guilty and stressed out.  Right now - it wasn't the biggest problem she had anyway.

Leah shook her head as she looked around the flat.  What a fucking tip! Her boyfriend Liam was currently unemployed and he hadn't cleaned up for days.  She had been pleased when he said he  wanted her to move in with him - but now she was starting to think it had only been so she could cook and clean for him.  She'd asked him nicely to tidy up the place, but the bastard just kept ignoring her.  At the very least - he could have done what she asked and removed his ex-girlfriends clothes and items from the flat.  Having a constant reminder of another woman's presence in the apartment wasn't exactly great.

Leah had met Liam as he was coming out of his depression after his ex left-him.  He refused to talk much about her, only that she had dumped him and left him for a richer, better looking man. For some reason, she had left most of her clothes and personal objects behind - uncaring of them as she went to start a new life.  According to Liam, she had simply walked out one day with just the clothes on her back and never come back.  It was all very mysterious.

Liam was out at the supermarket, so Leah wandered into her bedroom and stripped out of her work clothes.  Naked she felt embarrassed in the flesh, and was about to scamper to her wardrobe to pick out some clothes, when a sudden weird impulse inspired by her boyfriends laziness suddenly overtook her. If Liam didn't want to get rid of the old clothing and items his ex had left here, maybe she should!

Walking into the room that the ex-girlfriend had used (now a spare room) Leah pulled open the drawers and enviously looked at the expensive and sexy clothing inside.  Whoever the ex had been - she clearly had impeccable taste and the soft, sensual clothing was rich and luxurious.  They were the kind of clothes Leah had always wanted to wear, but always lacked the confidence to try.  They were so clingy and tight - so revealing.  They were designed to accentuate the female form, but were not her current style.

"I asked Liam to get rid of these ages ago," she cursed jealously running her hands through the lingerie drawer and finding the sexy black clothing inside felt so nice.  "He should have dealt with all this stuff a long time past."  She continued to idly run her hands through the nice clothing, wishing she could own stuff like this. "Never mind, I'm going to try some of this stuff on and we'll see if it suits me."

Still running her hands through the drawers, suddenly Leah paused. There was what felt like a button on the inside of the drawer and as she clicked it, a secret panel opened.  Gasping she reached inside and pulled out an incredibly sexy set of slinky black lingerie. As she held it, her hands seemed to tingle and Leah felt light-headed.

 

"Whhh, what is this?" she gasped as throbs and tingles of pleasure ran up and down her skin, seeming to be emanating from the lingerie.  She groaned, stretching her body - her embarrassment at being naked fading as a deliciously warm, erotic feeling filled her entire being.  Almost in a dream, she untangled the lingerie and she fancied she could hear a whispering tempting voice in her head, urging her to put on the lingerie.

Something told Leah that this was no ordinary lingerie.  Clearly it had some special properties and she had a sudden inkling that maybe this had something to do with why the ex-girlfriend had left Liam.  The urge to try on the lingerie and feel it against her body was simply too much.  With a groan of pleasure, she began to clamber into the sexy black clothing.  This felt so good.

"Wh... what am I doing?" she moaned.  "Putting on another woman's clothing, what's up with me?"

It's because you want to be another woman - a stronger woman.  A voice purred in her mind. It sounded like her own voice, but sexier, more confident and somehow more evil.

You want to become me.

"Wh... what... who are you?"

I'm the fucking bitch you secretly long to be.  The slutty dominatrix who takes what she wants and crushes men and women underneath her heels.  Put the rest of the lingerie on and you'll become me.

"N...no... I don't want to be a bitch!"

Yes you do.  Can't you feel how wet your pussy is just thinking about it?  Why are you wasting time fighting me, when you should be letting me take over and corrupt you into the whore you know you could be?  Do it Leah - become your worst self... you know you want to.

"NOOOOO!" screamed Leah ripping the lingerie off and throwing it onto the floor with disgust.  Sobbing she fled from the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

In the kitchen, Leah trembled and shook - taking heavy breaths as she tried to overcome the desire still throbbing through her body.  She had nearly given in to the lingerie... nearly let it corrupt her. She needed to speak to Liam... she needed to ask his help.

Liam.

Thinking of Liam made her pause.  She looked around the flat... at the mess all around her.  Liam's mess. It was like someone suddenly threw a bucket of cold water over her head.  Maybe her brief exposure to the evil lingerie had already altered her perceptions... but she suddenly realised how much her boyfriend was taking her for granted.  She suddenly realised what a fool she was being.

"That bastard," she hissed.  "This is his mess... and that lingerie... it's something to do with HIS ex-girlfriend. It's his fault... all of it."

Leah looked at the door.  She had rejected the evil slutty power of the lingerie... but why?  Liam was weak and maybe he deserved to be punished by an all powerful slut. Thoughts of being a powerful dominatrix began to surge through her mind and she tried to fight - but it felt so good.

Yesssssss... I'm in your head now, I'm taking control.  You're too weak Leah - but soon you'll be a Goddess.  Put the lingerie on... let me possess you!

Leah shook. Her pussy was suddenly wet and her nipples burned. Images of punishing Liam, and dominating weak men flooded her mind.  She could get rid of weak push-over Leah and become a dominant bitch who took whatever she wanted.  All she had to do was give in.  Shaking - she put her wine glass down and advanced towards the door of the bedroom, her heart hammering.  The lingerie was lying on the floor where she had left it.  It looked so sexy.

"I don't know why that ex, bitch of his left you here - but finders keepers.  I do want to become a bitch... I want to be bad..." moaned Leah, giving into the corrupt desires flooding through her.

Good girl, I knew you'd be back - hissed the voice in her head in delight.

Leah moaned and gasped in delirious ecstasy as she began to put on the lingerie.  It was tight, expensive and it hugged her body perfectly... accentuating every curve.  She gasped in pleasure as it snapped to her contours and made her feel like a Goddess.

Yessssss.... that's it.... become me... become an evil bitch.

Leah felt her soul burning away, her innocence and kindness absorbed to feed her transformation.   Her tits felt bigger... her body more powerful.  She smirked as she felt her old personality being corrupted to make her the evil bitch she longed to be. 

"Ohhhhhh yessssss!"

No more guilt - no more being pushed around.  From now on you take what you want and you dominate the weak.  Starting with Liam.

Yes... Liam was a fool... Liam was pathetic.  And she knew just how a boy like him should be treated.

"YES MAKE ME A BITCH!" she screamed as the evil lingerie seemed to throb on her body and make her groan in pleasure.  She began to cum, and it felt sooooo good.  As she screamed and thrashed, something inside her broke.   She rubbed her clit through her new panties and felt the goodness burn out of her till only evil Leah was left.

Sitting up, the new Leah grinned... the lingerie had made her a soulless whore and she liked it.  The Goddess laughed as she walked over to the mirror and admired her new toned body.

"Oh fuck yes.  This is so much better. I was so weak and pathetic, but now I'm a fucking Queen."

Leah smirked as she thought through the next part of her plan.  Her devious new mind working at light speed to calculate the best way to punish Liam.  Sliding her feet into sexy high heels she clopped towards the hall way - stopping only to pick up a large heavy statuette in one hand as she walked...

*****

Liam came in late with a slight surge of guilt as he walked through the door.  He'd been at a friends house playing games - though he knew his girlfriend Leah would be home, and he hadn't done any of the tidying or chores she'd asked him to. Still it hardly mattered.  She was a total pushover and he was so lucky to have such an easy going girlfriend.  Not like his ex... he shivered as he thought how she had dominated and controlled him.  It was good that Leah was nothing like her.

CRASH

Liam gasped and staggered as something hit him hard on his head and he fell to his knees.  He had a brief glimpse of stockings and heels as his head hit the floor and then darkness took him.

*****

When Liam awoke he was bound and blindfolded - his head aching.  He gasped as he realised he was bound and spread eagled - his arms restrained. 

"Hahaha, hello 'baby'," laughed Leah cruelly. 

"Leah - what the fuck? What is happening?"

"Shut up bitch," she snapped lashing her riding crop down hard over his body and causing him to cry in pain.  "You'll only talk when I demand it."

Straddling her slave Leah smirked as she grabbed his nipples and cruelly twisted them making him scream.

"I found your ex's lingerie and it changed me. Now I understand why she left you - but that bitch was short sighted. She despised your weakness - but I see it as an opportunity."

Liam screamed as she increased the pressure.

"I'm going to break you and program you into my little slave bitch. You'll serve my every need and watch as I fuck better men in your bed.  Your training begins today and when I'm through you'll be a new man. A 'beta man'..." 

She laughed at her own joke. 

Meanwhile Liam whimpered as Leah began her work, her skilful hands roaming his body to bring pleasure and pain and program him to serve her needs.

"Finders keepers...." she laughed as she rubbed her pussy and began to cum as she enjoyed his suffering.

Leah had finally found everything she was looking for in a relationship and it felt so good. Next she'd enslave her disrespectful boss. She'd be running the company in a month. Yes finders keepers...

"... losers weepers... hahaha!"

THE END

Model - Liya Silver - Reality Kings