The Alpha’s Command: A High-Society Domme Femdom Story (Part-one)

This story, which contains deep themes of domination and submission, revolves around an imaginary character named Tanvi.

Tanvi was born into a family that held unprecedented dominance in their area. Her grandfather, whom people knew by the name 'Baahubali,' was the biggest and most dangerous gangster in the region. At the mere mention of his name, a silence would spread across the entire area. No one dared to even raise their voice in front of the threshold of their house. This family's fear and authority were so deep that they had maintained an invincible image in the eyes of the people for generations. Tanvi had breathed in this atmosphere her entire life—where every desire was a command and every word was a final decision. She had seen how prominent people bowed at the gestures of her family and how life was controlled with formidable power. Since childhood, a deep desire to become a dominant, self-dependent, powerful, and rude personality was growing within her. She knew she didn't need anyone's pity or support—she was the source of her own strength.

After completing her schooling, Tanvi took admission in the most prestigious college of a big metro city. She was not ready to limit herself; she wanted to establish her rule in a world where her dominance would be undisputed. As soon as she entered college, her beauty and indomitable confidence immediately made her the most attractive and powerful girl of the batch.

She made several boyfriends as well, but because of her extremely dominating nature, no relationship could last. She wanted to be the boss in every relationship, and no boy was ready to accept that intense control. Tanvi frequently humiliated her boyfriends and tried to keep them completely subordinate, due to which they would soon grow tired and end the relationship. Because of this, Tanvi's desire to rule by making someone a 'slave' became even more intense, as she had not yet found the right 'tool' to fulfill her desire.

In the same college, two classes junior to Tanvi, a boy named Sumit also took admission. Sumit came from the same small area where Tanvi’s family ruled. Sumit looked very ordinary—below average—and there was nothing special about his appearance. He was a quiet, shy boy who lacked confidence. He had seen Tanvi a few times in their hometown as well, and every time, he was impressed by her amazing beauty and royal style. He knew very well that even looking towards Tanvi was beyond his 'status' (aukaat). He was like a small insect and Tanvi was a princess—the difference between the two was miles apart. Despite this, Sumit held a one-sided, suppressed desire for Tanvi in his heart.

At the beginning of college, a grand 'Fresher Party' was organized. Tanvi, in her dazzling white shoes and magnificent dress, was the center point of the party, while Sumit stood hesitating in a corner. A game like 'Truth and Dare' was going on during the party. During the game, it was Sumit's turn, and he got a dare to 'say any one thing to anyone.' Sumit felt that this was his last chance—perhaps he could express his heart's feelings under the guise of this 'game.' Gathering all his courage, Sumit played the biggest gamble of his life. He looked directly at Tanvi and, in front of everyone, requested her to become his girlfriend.

Silence fell over the entire party. It was as if the air had stopped. People looked at each other, unable to believe that a below-average boy was proposing to the 'queen' of the college. Tanvi stared at Sumit. There was a look of deep hatred on her face. “I wouldn't even spit on the face of someone like you,” Tanvi said in a cold, sharp voice.

Then, someone whispered that Sumit was from the same area. Hearing this gave a sharp jolt to Tanvi’s sense of authority. She stood up and began to completely humiliate Sumit in front of everyone: “Oh! You... you are from my area? I remember your family members! Their whole lives were spent cleaning my family's shoes, and this guy is talking about me becoming his girlfriend! What is your worth (aukaat)?” Tanvi’s insult crushed Sumit. He was in shock; there were tears in his eyes, but his lips were sealed.

Suddenly, the role of domination within Tanvi woke up again. She could see the deep pain and unlimited surrender on Sumit's face. She thought: “If I say 'yes' to this boy, I can use him however I want. Just like he serves my family, he will be my slave too. The desire I’ve had for years to rule by making someone a slave now seems to be coming true!” This was a perfect prey—weak, dedicated, and someone who would never challenge her dominance. Tanvi decided to test whether Sumit could endure her domination or not, and whether he could become an ideal 'submissive boyfriend.'

Tanvi gave a cruel order. “Fine, Sumit,” she said, stomping her white shoes hard on the ground. “I don’t even like putting my feet on a face like yours, because your face will make my feet dirty.” She paused for a moment, her eyes shining with victorious cruelty. “If you really want to make me your girlfriend, then give me proof. Now! Rub your nose on these shoes of mine—eleven times. And beg me to be your girlfriend.”

Sumit’s mind shrank in fear. Every part of his body protested, but his desire for Tanvi and the fear born from her insults outweighed it. He bowed down and, in front of the entire college, rubbed his nose on Tanvi’s shimmering white shoes and began to beg her to be his girlfriend. The fine dust that was on Tanvi's white shoes was now on Sumit's nose. Everyone present at the party was shocked. Tanvi stood with her head held high in pride. She was very happy because this was the first actual 'domination' of her life.

But Tanvi was not satisfied with just this. She wanted more satisfaction. Tanvi gave Sumit the next, even more cruel, order: “Now, remember your status and listen to my command. Remove the shoes from both my feet! Keep one shoe on your head and hold the other shoe in your mouth with your teeth and take three rounds of the entire hall! Show everyone who you are to me and where your place is!”

Sumit was completely broken inside. He didn't know that a remark made in jest during a game would bring him to such dark depths. His eyes were closed, as if he were refusing to see this horrific reality. He leaned down and removed both of Tanvi’s shoes. With the shoe in his mouth, the sweat smell from Tanvi’s feet was directly entering Sumit’s nose and mouth. Sumit was trying his best to control himself, but that deep, intense smell was unbearable for him. Near the last round, due to the intensity of the smell, the shoe fell from Sumit’s mouth.

Seeing this, Tanvi became terribly angry. Her face turned red with rage. “Pick it up! Mannerless!” she screamed. “What is this! Get used to this smell! After becoming my boyfriend, you have to stay under the smell of this sweat for 24 hours! You have to be my slave; you have to make my dirt your perfume!” In her anger, she took a small water bottle kept nearby and poured the entire water inside the first shoe. “Drink this! If you want to be my boyfriend, you should become well-acquainted with the smell and taste of this sweat! This is your training!”

Without any resistance, feeling ashamed of his failed attempt, Sumit drank the dirty water from inside the shoe soaked with Tanvi’s sweat. Tanvi did the same with the second shoe. Then, she threw both shoes on the ground and gave the last, most disgusting order: “Because of the water, the insoles of the shoes have become wet! Clean them thoroughly with your tongue! Not a single bit of wetness should remain! Lick and dry the remaining water too! Don’t stop until they are completely dry!”

Sumit was now just a machine. His self-respect had died long ago. Without saying a word, he bowed and began to clean the inside of each shoe with his tongue until they were completely dry. After the shoes dried, he put them back on Tanvi’s feet.

Tanvi put on her shoes and, with a victorious laugh, gave Sumit a powerful kick. That kick hit Sumit on his chest, causing him to fall backward. Tanvi pressed Sumit’s head under her shoe, looked him in the eye, and said, “Now you are my boyfriend. And daily, I will remind you of your status in different ways. From today onwards, you are just a foot mat for me to step on.” Having said this, she spat on Sumit’s face and walked out of the party with absolute pride along with her friends.

Sumit remained sitting there on the floor. His mouth was filled with the taste of dirty water and sweat. Tears were flowing from his eyes. He was thinking that he had come to college to study, and how a single word spoken in a game had changed his life. He just kept crying—a broken man, who had now become a slave under Tanvi’s unlimited power. His new life was filled with insult and darkness, the sole purpose of which was to satisfy his new mistress.

Would you like to know what other kinds of orders Tanvi gave Sumit after making him her 'boyfriend' and what happened next in their story?