The Girl in the Mirror Pt. 08

"No, please Sonja, don't take my mirror. Please don't." I clasped my hands in front of my body, wringing them anxiously as I begged to keep my mirror.

Sonja turned now to look at me with an evil smirk on her face, apparently the few working muscles in her face were still capable of that expression.

God I hated her in that moment, but I hated myself even more. I felt like a snivelling, pathetic loser.

"It's not your mirror anymore," she said with a wicked smile.

I turned now towards the mirror, searching desperately for my reflection. Where was she? Why had she forsaken me in my time of need?

There she was, staring back at me. That same beautiful, confident minx who'd completely changed my life. I could see a look of scorn on her face as she saw the meagre person I'd become. Then her eyes hardened as they stared into mine and I felt a surge of power run through my body. I watched in astonishment as without breaking eye contact my reflection reached out with her right hand and slapped Sonja's reflection clean across the face.

The slap echoed through the apartment and I turned to look at Sonja. She was staring up at me with a mixture of shock and rage in her eyes and I realised that I had just slapped her across the face!

A red welt was already forming on her cheek. I felt the fear drain from my body as raw power seemed to fill me.

"How dare y-!" Sonja burst out in rage.

SLAP!

This time it was me that slapped her. I used my left hand, leaving a matching red hand print on her other cheek.

Sonja stared up at me now clutching her face in shock.

I stood in front of her, savouring the moment. The whole power dynamic in the room had changed in moments. Suddenly I felt six foot tall as she cowered in front of me.

Reaching forward I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck pulling her face towards mine, stopping when our noses were an inch apart.

"Let's get something very clear right now Sonja. You don't call the shots here anymore. I do." She looked up at me with fearful wide eyes. "Now turn and look at yourself in the mirror." I applied a gentle pressure to her neck, guiding her around until she was staring once again at her reflection. Reaching a hand around her front, I drew it down, ripping the buttons from her blazer and shirt in one swift motion. Her ridiculously pumped up breasts came into view, suspended in a black lace bra.

Looking at the mirror I could see her young reflection was equally exposed, though with a pair of much smaller assets.

Carefully I released my grip on her neck, stepping back to take a seat on the end of my bed.

I watched on as the mirror began to take effect. Slowly Sonja turned, examining her reflection. Her pumped up cosmetic arse had been replaced with a youthful slender peach, but as she turned I noticed something else different. There was a bulge beneath her skirt, right at the point where her tailbone would be.

Sonja didn't seem to notice, or if she did, she didn't dwell on it. She turned back to face the mirror and I noted the steady rise and fall of her chest as her breathing became heavier.

As if in a trance Sonja peeled off her blazer and then her shirt, discarding them on the floor. Slowly her hands moved up her back until they reached the clasp of her bra. After fiddling for a moment the clasp separated and her bra was added to the pile of clothes on the floor. Sonja let out a gasp of amazement as she stared at the young beauty in the mirror, smiling back at her with two perky little tits. Her hands came up to fondle her oversized fun-bags and her reflection did the same tugging gently on her pink nubs.

"Oooh." A low moan escaped from Sonja's lips and she turned slowly, examining her body once again. As she turned I got a front row view of her melons. As I said before they must have been at least DD's. Like her face they were too perfect. They didn't move like real breasts, swaying and bouncing, instead they held their position, two permanent silicone fixtures. Her nipples were the same size as her reflections, though here they sat on a pair of man made mountains instead of two delicate peaks.

Sonja turned back to face the mirror and immediately unclasped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She had on a black pair of lace panties which she rushed to discard.

"Oh my god!" Sonja gave an indignant cry as she stared at her sex.

Between her reflections legs there was a dense forrest of hair. A black triangle that followed the shape of her bikini line. The foliage was so dense that I couldn't even discern the outline of her pussy.

I had no doubt that Sonja had been lasered from head to toe. Her body probably hadn't produced a pubic hair in years. She turned towards me now, confirming what I had suspected. She had a perfectly bald coin slot. Like Cassie she had a very petite pussy with only a small slit visible.

"What is this thing?" She asked.

But I didn't answer her, instead I was staring in shock at the back of her reflection. Sprouting from the base of her spine was a long, bushy black tail. As I watched it waved sensually back and forth.

"What?" Asked Sonja, seeing the surprise on my face. I pointed back at the mirror and she followed my gaze. A small shriek escaped from her lips as she frantically pawed at her arse, checking for any signs of a tail. She turned back to look at the mirror and seemed to forget her fear. She stepped a little bit closer, examining her beautiful young reflection. As she stared into the bright blue eyes, her hand slowly drifted between her legs.

"Mmmm." She sighed as she studied the long blonde hair and the youthful breasts of her reflection.

I watched captivated, feeling my own arousal grow as her reflection prized apart the lips of her pussy. Little flashes of pink became visible among the forest of hair as she buried two fingers inside of herself.

Sonja gave another sigh and then exclaimed. "Oh my god! She's masturbating!"

I gave a small laugh before replying. "Sonja. You're masturbating."

I watched her head snap down in shock as she realised I was telling the truth. "Ohh... God.." she muttered, slowly sinking down onto her knees.

I could see at this point the mirror had taken full control. Sonja was now in a lust filled haze of masturbation. Her fingers worked rapidly inside her hot box while her other hand tugged at her breasts. Small gasps and mewls escaped her lips as she stared, fixatedly at her reflection.

I sensed that her first orgasm was drawing close as her hand picked up speed and her gasps became more vocal.

Carefully I slid off the bed and walked over to crouch beside her. Tenderly I placed my hand on her neck in the same way I had done before. Putting my lips to her ear, I spoke quietly. "You've been a very naughty girl Sonja and I'm going to make sure you repent for your crimes."

Sonja gave a small whimper and I heard her fingers hit top speed as her orgasm approached.

"You can't cum without my permission."

The words hung in the air between us. Sonja hit the point of no return, jamming her fingers as deep inside her snatch as she could. Her hips bucked and her pussy contracted ready to explode, but nothing happened. She sat there poised on the edge for a few moments before giving a frustrated grunt as the orgasm escaped her.

"No!" She cried out desperately as her fingers went back to work, frantically strumming. It took a couple of minutes until once again she found herself on the cusp of completion. But once again her body stalled at the final hurdle. She gave out a cry of anguish and I released her neck, straightening to stand beside her. Sonja rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide and pulling her knees up as she fought to get her fingers deeper. Her other hand joined it as they began to work in tandem, one hand penetrating her while the other frigged her clit.

Looking down at her I felt a huge surge of power and arousal pass through my body. Seeing this person who had tormented and bullied me on so many occasions reduced to a sex crazed animal, completely under my control. Well not completely yet, but soon she would be.

There's no aphrodisiac like knowing you have control over your worst enemy. That knowledge had started a veritable flood between my legs. I undressed slowly, throwing my clothes to the side before stepping closer to the mirror. I took a moment to admire my reflection, savouring the moment. It still surprised me sometimes that this was actually me. The long dark hair, flecked with gold, the deep brown eyes, that perfectly proportioned body, it was like a dream.

Beside me Sonja was getting more desperate, howling in frustration as she rolled around the floor.

I took a moment to examine her reflection. It was so bizarre to see the cosmetically modified witch woman that I loathed, reimagined as this youthful beauty. Her face and body were pristine. The thick bush of hair between her legs gave her a wild, mysterious quality. It was like a veil shielding her precious pussy from view.

"Stop fingering your self and just play with your clit," I instructed over my shoulder.

Sonja gave a howl of frustration but complied.

"Spread yourself wider," I instructed. Sonja grunted in response but once again complied.

I stared, captivated by the pink wonder between her reflections legs. Her petite pink lips opened wide for me revealing her sopping wet depths. I looked up at her beautiful face and she bit her lip sensually, looking at me, begging me for release.

I was drunk on power at this point, lusting over this blonde delicacy. But first I had to take control of Sonja, then in no time I would have this black tailed beauty at my beck and call.

I turned back towards Sonja, stepping around to crouch beside her head. Reaching down I grabbed her wrist and slowly brought her strumming to a halt. Sonja stared up at me with a wild desperate look in her eyes.

"You've had a taste of what I can do for you Sonja, now I'm going to give you a choice. In a moment I'm going to give you back control of your orgasms and your body. Now if you want you can get up, get dressed and leave this apartment. Or you can finish playing with yourself and have the best orgasm of your life. It's going to feel like a wave of dominoes falling as you experience every orgasm you've missed out on so far today. But, and this is a big but, so pay attention." Her glazed eyes stared up at me trying to focus through the fog of her lust. "If you cum you will be giving yourself over to me. I will be your mistress and you will be my pet. I will control when you cum and what you do. I will have complete control over every aspect of your life. The choice is yours, cum if you want."

I released her hand and she immediately went back to massaging her sex. I watched as her eyes roved over to the door, then to the pile of her clothes on the floor. Finally they stopped on the beautiful apparition masturbating in the mirror in front of her. There was a strained uncertainty on her face and she stole one last look at the door before she buried two fingers deep in her cunt and started strumming wildly.

Her decision was made and immediately Sonjas orgasm began to build inside of her.

"Oooooh god!" She whined.

"Oooooooooh fuck!"

"So close! So fucking close!"

As I watched Sonja threw her head back and gave a guttural scream. Her fingers slid from her pussy, pressing down hard on her clit as her hips rocked and her pussy contracted. Sonja came explosively, squirting a stream of fluid across the carpet and onto the mirror. The flow subsided for a second, then she gave another shriek and a bigger squirt erupted from between her legs. She gave an animalistic moan as her orgasm subsided before her whole body went tense again as the next orgasm hit. Sonja threw back her head emitting a wild bellow of lust as a huge surge of fluid exploded from her snatch causing a small puddle on the carpet.

I stared in amazement. I'd never seen someone squirt like this before and she still wasn't done.

Sonja thrashed and humped on the floor, rolling onto her side, her legs still spread wide. She shrieked again and her pussy squirted wildly, coating my feet in her cum. She squirted three more times before finally collapsing onto the floor sobbing in relief. I let her lay there for a couple of minutes, watching the little tremors and aftershocks run through her body. Eventually she stared up at my face, her eyes taking a minute to focus.

"Thank you," she gasped.

"Thank you, mistress," I corrected.

She looked at me confused for a moment, then her eyes went wide as she realised what she'd done.

"Thank you, mistress," I repeated the command, this time giving her a stern look.

"Thank you, mistress," she said quietly after a moment's hesitation.

I smiled at her before stepping over her body to take a seat on the bed.

Sonja stared up at me timidly, still on her back.

"Crawl here," I instructed. "You've made a mess of my feet and I need you to clean them."

With a groan Sonja slowly complied, rolling with a great effort and crawling lethargically towards me. I lifted one foot and offered it to her.

"Clean me." She looked around a little confused until I continued. "With your tongue."

Sonja hesitated for a moment before timidly taking my foot in her hand. Leaning forward she began to lap gingerly at the top of my foot. I watched her, completely fixated. I felt like the most powerful woman in the world. Watching my nemesis licking her own cum from between my toes, had me drunk on power.

I'd left my phone on the bed when I rushed in before. As Sonja finished my first foot and moved to the second, I leant over and picked it up. Turning back to Sonja I raised the phone and took a picture of her as she worked feverishly.

I sent the picture through to Cassie. She knew all about Sonja and how she effected me. I added the caption 'Finally put this bitch in her place.'

Sonja had finished my second foot now, so I parted my legs slightly and instructed her to lick higher. Her tongue traced up my calf and I gave a contented sigh. I shuffled forward so that my arse was on the edge of the bed and parted my legs as wide as I could while keeping my feet on the floor.

"Higher." I instructed and Sonja immediately complied. Her tongue travelled up the inside of my knee and across my thigh slowly, causing a small moan to escape my lips. She stopped her progress just before she reached my pussy, lapping gently at the soft, puffy skin that was immediately adjacent.

"Mmm yes! That's it pet!"

Sonja moved to the other side and repeated her ministrations.

"Oooh yes pet," I was getting off just on using the name. "Now eat your mistress!" I demanded.

Sonja didn't even hesitate, moving her lips straight to mine and I began to suspect she was starting to enjoy herself. Her tongue delved into my folds and I moaned loudly. She went to work straight away lapping hungrily at my wet entry.

I grabbed my phone again off the bed and grabbed a handful of her hair. Pulling her head back so that only the tip of her tongue could dance across my labia. As if she knew what I wanted Sonja turned her blue eyes up towards me, staring straight into the camera. I took a five second recording then checked my messages. Cassie had already replied. 'Holy shit!!!!' Coupled with a string of emojis.

I sent through the video and a message. 'She's not bad at eating pussy, though she could definitely learn a thing or two from you.'

I dropped the phone back on the bed and released my grip on Sonja's hair, leaning back on my hands.

Sonja buried her face between my legs again, this time delving deeper with her tongue, causing a satisfied moan to escape from my lips.

I stared at my reflection as she mirrored my look of ecstasy as Sonja's younger embodiment ate her out just as vigorously. I stared down at her arse and watched in fascination as her tail waved back and forth. Surely Sonja wasn't going to grow a tail. But then I remembered Cassie's amazing alien tongue. If she could grow that tongue then surely Sonja could grow a tail. Next, my eyes were drawn to the dark patch of hair peaking out from between her reflections legs. As I watched I noticed one of her reflections hands stray between her legs and begin to play with herself.

"Stop playing with yourself. It's time for your mistresses pleasure, not yours."

Slowly her hand ground to a hold before being removed somewhat begrudgingly.

I could feel my orgasm drawing closer now. Reaching down I ran my hand through Sonja's hair, gently stroking the back of her head for a second.

"Don't you dare stop licking me," I instructed as my hand tightened against the back of her head. I curled my fingers into her hair once again and began to hump my hips forcefully.

Staring down I could see Sonja's eyes go wide as I began to forcefully fuck her face.

"Oh fuck yeah, right there!" I gasped as her nose brushed against my clit, combining perfectly with the lapping of her tongue. My hips began to buck back and forth, rolling the tip of her nose across my bean in the most delightful way.

I'd never felt so in control, so powerful before. I felt like an invincible goddess as I looked down at my vanquished tormentor. Using her like my own personal fuck toy, essentially using her nose to flick my clit. I'd have to add that to the long list of 'new ways to get off' that I had discovered this week.

And then it hit me. It wasn't an earth shattering, body spasming orgasm, but then that bar was pretty high after the week I'd had, but it was certainly one of the most satisfying orgasms I'd experienced.

Staring down into Sonja's bright blue eyes, I gave a satisfied purr as my hips bucked against her face and my juices filled her mouth. A wicked smile spread across my face as I saw the lust in her eyes. Her orgasm before had been life changing, but already she had a desperate need inside of her, I could see that for sure. It was a need that would not be satisfied any time soon.

"Well, not bad for a first effort." I exclaimed as my hips stopped rocking. I pulled her head from between my legs and Sonja gasped loudly, taking in big gulps of air. "Don't worry, you're going to get plenty of practice." Sonja just nodded up at me obediently with that hungry look still in her eyes.

Carefully I stood, shaking off my orgasmic lethargy. I stepped to the side and motioned towards the bed.

"Get up here on all fours, with your arse pointed at the mirror."

Sonja complied and I wandered over to my bedside table and fished my dildo from the drawer. I held the meaty weapon up for her to see with the two heavy balls swinging below it. Sonja's eyes boggled and she inhaled sharply, almost reverently.

"Holy shit!" She gasped. "That things a monster. There's no way I could take that!"

"Don't worry, you will," I said with a smug smile.

Carefully I positioned the dildo against my mons, giving a sigh as I felt it mould into my flesh. Immediately I felt the mellow from my previous orgasm disappear as a lustful haze descended once again on my brain. As I looked down, I stared in wonder as my cock stood immediately to attention, in what was becoming a much more familiar sensation. It protruded out from my body like a fierce, meaty spear, ready to penetrate any pussy that dared to become its prey.

"What the fuck...!"

Sonja was staring at my cock with a mixture of disbelief and wonder. As she stared at the throbbing head, I saw one of her hands stray subconsciously between her legs and begin to tease her pussy.

Carefully I walked back around the bed, stopped behind Sonja.

SLAP!

I spanked her arse hard, leaving a red hand print on her left cheek. Sonja jumped nearly a foot into the air, emitting a shriek of surprise.

"Stop that! You're here for my pleasure, not yours! If you behave yourself you just might get to cum!" I commanded.