When they reached the bedroom door, Leopoldine pushed Alice inside with a firm grip, locking the door behind them.

  Alice was shoved into the room, stumbling slightly before regaining her balance. Her heart raced as the door locked, sealing them both inside. Leopoldine's praise sent a mix of shame and excitement coursing through her veins, her body betraying her with its own desire.

  She stood there, the room's soft light illuminating her umber skin, her cheeks flushed as she waited in silence.

  Leopoldine's gaze roved over Alice's form, taking in every curve and contour. Her eyes glinted with a possessive hunger, as if she was inspecting a newly acquired toy.

  "You're so lovely, darling~" she purred, her fingers tracing over Alice's dark skin. "Your ebony skin...it contrasts so nicely with my pale complexion~”

  Alice shivered involuntarily as Leopoldine's fingers traced over her skin, the contrast in their skin tones seeming even more stark under the dim lighting. Her heart raced as she felt the white woman's touch, a mixture of excitement and discomfort washing over her.

  There was a part of her that felt oddly satisfied with Leopoldine's possessive gaze, even as another part of her mind protested. She was torn between these conflicting feelings, unable to decide what to do next.

  Leopoldine's smirk widened as she watched her little doll react to her touch, her dark skin shuddering under her pale fingers. "You're so responsive to my touch, aren't you~?" she purred, her hand sliding up to gently caress Alice's cheek. "So sensitive...so...obedient~"

  Alice couldn't help but lean into Leopoldine's touch, her body betraying her better judgment. The sensation of being touched with such gentleness and possessiveness was intoxicating, despite herself.

  Leopoldine chuckled softly as she felt Alice lean into her touch, her hand moving lower to cup her chin, forcing her to look up into her eyes. "You're so easy to toy with, my little doll~ So easily broken and molded into something new...something desirable."

  Her thumb rubbed circles over the young woman's chin, her gaze locking onto hers hungrily. "I wonder how far I can push you, pet~”

  Alice could feel her cheeks flushing even deeper, her body responding to Leopoldine's touch in a way she couldn't control. The word "mark" sent a shiver down her spine, her heart racing with a dark anticipation. She wanted to be marked, to be claimed by her Mistress, to belong to her completely. She was lost in her submission, her mind consumed by her desires.

  Her own words seemed to slip out unbidden. "But...mark me, Mistress. Mark me as yours.”

  Leopoldine's smirk grew even wider at those words. They made her snap, pushing Alice onto the bed and and climbing on top of her to straddle her waist, pinning Alice's wrists above her head and leaning forward, her breath ghosting against her face.

  "Oh? Are you giving me permission to mark you, my dark doll~?" she crooned, her voice like velvet. "I could create such beautiful markings on your beautiful dark skin…”

  Alice's breath caught in her throat as she was pinned down onto the bed, Leopoldine straddling her waist with a dominant grace. Her wrists were captured in the white woman's grip, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed, but she also felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. She was completely at her Mistress' mercy, and the thought of being marked by her made her shiver with arousal.

  In a moment of submission, she whimpered out, "Yes. Yes, Mistress...mark me. Mark me as yours. Please.”

  Leopoldine let out a deep, satisfied hum as she heard those trembling words, a spark of excitement lighting in her eyes. She leaned her head down to the side of Alice's neck, her breath hot against her skin as she began to kiss and nip at the sensitive flesh.

  "Mmmm...such a good little doll, being so obedient and submissive~" she murmured between kisses, her teeth grazing against Alice's skin. "You're all mine to mark...to claim...and I'm going to enjoy it completely~”

  Alice shivered uncontrollably as Leopoldine's kisses and nips trailed down her throat, her breath growing ragged with desire. Leopoldine's words made her feel even more helpless, her submission taking hold and overriding any remaining objections she may have. She was completely under Leopoldine's spell.

  She tilted her head back, exposing more of her neck, and replied, "Please...claim me, Mistress...I'm yours, I'm yours, please…”

  Leopoldine let out a low, possessive growl, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of Alice's neck. She bit down hard enough to leave a mark, her tongue swirling against the reddened flesh.

  She felt a wave of dominance and satisfaction rush through her, her grip on Alice's wrists tightening as she bit and marked her neck. "That's a good pet..." she purred, her voice low and dominant. "You're mine, completely mine....my black pet~...”

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  Alice gasped as she felt Leopoldine's teeth sink into her flesh, the sharp pain sending a burst of both excitement and fear through her. She felt the wetness of Leopoldine's tongue, marking her, claiming her as she said. Even as her mind still protested, her body was now a hundred percent under the control of her Mistress.

  Leopoldine removed her mouth from Alice's neck, her eyes roaming over the reddened flesh with a possessive gaze. "Mmm...my beautiful mark on your beautiful dark skin~" she murmured, her fingers tracing over the bite mark with a satisfied smirk. "You belong to me now, my little piece of treasure~"

  She shifted her position to where she laid on Alice's body and began to press slow, languid kisses down Alice's neck, her body pressing down onto hers with possessive force. "You're mine forever...my black pet to use and claim~”

  Alice groaned as Leopoldine's body pressed down onto her, the weight and heat of her white Mistress sending a shiver down her spine. She felt herself submitting even further, no longer able to fight off the desire that was consuming her.

  With every kiss from her Mistress's lips, Alice felt more and more like she belonged to her, her body and mind slowly succumbing to her Mistress's will. “Y-yes…yes…" she whimpered out, her voice needy and desperate.

  Leopoldine's smirk widened at the sound of that desperate whimper, her body growing hot at the sight of how completely submitted Alice was to her. "That's a good pet, that's my good little doll~" she purred, her mouth finding its way to Alice's collarbone.

  She trailed her lips over the soft flesh, gently nipping and sucking, leaving more bite marks in her wake. "I love seeing my marks on your body...it proves you belong to me, my black toy~”

  Alice's body responded with a shiver of pleasure as Leopoldine left more bites and marks on her collarbone, her heart racing as her Mistress claimed her completely. She let out soft, breathless gasps with each bite, her body moving against her Mistress's as if seeking more. She moaned out, her voice trembling with a mix of desire and submission.

  Leopoldine let out a deep possessive growl, her body pressing down forcefully against Alice's. She could feel her pet completely submitting to her, her body trembling with desire. She leaned down to whisper in her ear, her voice a low, dominant purr.

  "That's right...keep moaning gor me, my sweet black doll~" she said, her lips trailing down to her shoulder. "And now that I have marked you as mine...it's time to move on to the…next part~”

  Alice shivered as she felt the heat of Leopoldine's breath against her shoulder, her senses overwhelmed by the woman's dominance. She could feel the weight of her body and the power of her desire as she leaned over her.

  Yet, even as she felt herself sinking deeper under her Mistress's control, a part of her still wondered what "next part" her Mistress was referring to. "Next part?" she asked, her voice soft and breathless

  Leopoldine chuckled darkly, her hand tracing across Alice's soft brown skin, teasingly tugging at the hem of her clothes. "Yes, my little doll~" she murmured, her eyes fixed on the black flesh beneath her fingers. "I have such a delicious night planned for us~"

  She leaned down, her mouth hovering inches away from Alice's body, her breath hot against her skin. "Are you ready to please your Mistress, my sweet doll~?”

  A shiver of anticipation ran through Alice at the words 'delicious night'. Her body was on fire with desire, her mind consumed by her Mistress's voice and touch. "Yes..." she whispered, her voice quivering with need. "Yes, Mistress...I'm ready to do anything you command…”

  Leopoldine let out a low, possessive growl, her body pressed down onto Alice's body, pinning her down on to the bed. "Oh, you are a good little doll~" she murmured. "I love having you completely under my control...my pretty black pet, mine to play with~"

  She leaned in closer, her mouth hovering over her ear. "My sweet...Schokoküsse..."

  …

  The next morning, Alice and Leopoldine stepped out of the bedroom, the former's neck covered in love bites and both drenched in sweat as Rachel and the others looked between the two girls and raised a brow at Alice, who was marked. Alice could feel the stares of her friends on her skin, their eyes tracing the marks on her neck. She knew they must be wondering what happened, what had led to this display of possession and submission.

  Her cheeks burned with shame as she avoided their gazes, her mind still swimming in a haze of sensation. She couldn't bring herself to meet their eyes, unable to explain what she had become.

  Rachel and the other girls stared at Alice with concern and confusion written across their faces. "What happened to your neck?" Rachel asked tentatively, breaking the uneasy silence. Her eyes lingered on Alice's neck, taking in the love bites that decorated her dark skin.

  Alice's cheeks flushed even deeper as she felt her friends' gaze on her neck, the evidence of her submission and possession now on full display. "I...I-" she began weakly, her voice faltering. She couldn't find the words to explain what happened, how she had willingly given herself to Leopoldine, how she had allowed herself to be marked like property.

  Rachel's expression hardened as she noticed the hesitation in Alice's voice and saw the marks on her neck, concern and anger rising within her. "Did she force those onto you?" she asked protectively, taking a step closer to her friend.

  "N-no...I...I let her-" Alice began, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't bring herself to tell the truth, to admit that she had willingly submitted to Leopoldine's demands, that she had reveled in being marked as her Mistress' property…

  Rachel's eyes widened, her concern shifting to disbelief and confusion. "You...let her?" she repeated, struggling to make sense of this. "Why? Why would you let that dark skin-obsessed perv mark you like that?”

  Alice felt a wave of shame wash over her as Rachel's words cut through her.

  'Dark skin-obsessed perv'

  Her words hit her like a cold splash of water, bringing her back to reality. She could feel the weight of her decision to let Leopoldine mark her, the reminder of her submission etched into her skin.

  The other girls, too, were staring at Alice with a mix of concern and shock, their eyes fixed on the love bites that scattered like stars across her dark skin. They could tell that something had happened, something that had transformed their friend in a way they couldn't quite understand.

  Leopoldine smirked at the girls' reactions, her smugness obvious as she wrapped an arm around Alice's waist, pulling her against her body. "My, my...look at the commotion we've stirred up~" she cooed, her tone dripping with pleasure.

  Alice held up her hands in a surrender, waving them as she sputtered, “I-I can explain, guys… Th-the thing is…”