Suki's Punishing UK Trip Pt. 04

Suki's Punishing Trip to the UK - Part 4: Sweet Revenge

This is a continuation of Suki's visit to the UK. I have decided to make this into a series, with each part dealing with a different stage of her visit. Please read the previous chapters of Suki's Punishing Trip to the UK to understand the timeline and characters.

After everything that happened on the first day, you might think we'd take things a little easier the following morning. You'd be wrong.

I was the first to wake. Suki was still fast asleep on the rug at the foot of the bed. I reached for my phone and checked the time.

6:35 a. m.

Sarah's head was resting on my boobs, one of her legs wrapped around mine. Her bare pussy pressing against my thigh. I gently nudged her.

"Wake up, babe."

Sarah groaned.

"Shh. Don't wake Suki. Let her sleep for now." I lowered my voice even more. "I need Nat's phone. Do you know where it is?"

Sarah barely opened her eyes.

Yawning, she asked, "Why do you need it so fucking early?"

I leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

"I promise you'll find out very shortly. But first, I just need the bitch's phone."

Sarah rolled onto her back.

"I think it's either in her bag or charging in the kitchen. Still don't know why this can't wait until a decent fucking hour."

I climbed out of bed, threw on my dressing gown and went phone hunting.

I crept into the spare room. Hucow was sprawled across the bed, completely passed out and snoring her little head off.

I spotted Nat's bag and quietly searched it. No phone. No charger. I checked the nightstand. A phone. I swiped the screen. Hucow's. I put it back down. Leaving Hucow to sleep, I slipped back out and gently closed the door behind me.

I made my way along the landing and downstairs, passing the playroom before heading into the kitchen. Nat's phone was sitting on the counter, still plugged into the charger. I unplugged it, made coffees for Sarah and me, put everything onto a tray and carried it back upstairs.

When I opened the bedroom door, Suki hadn't moved. Still fast asleep. I placed the tray on the bed and put Sarah's coffee on her bedside table.

"What are you up to?" she whispered.

I ignored her. Slipping off my dressing gown, I climbed back into bed, picked up Nat's phone and my coffee. After taking a mouthful, I put my cup aside.

Time to get to work.

I tapped in Nat's passcode and opened WhatsApp. Then I found the group chat from the night before. I smiled. Sarah was watching me now. Definitely awake. I started typing.

Miss J. and Sarah feel that, as your team captain last night, it's only fair that I offer some of my own private picture collection for sale. These will be every bit as humiliating and compromising as the pictures from last night, although the price will be a little higher.

Well, when I say a little... four times the price.

Each picture of me naked, tied up or otherwise compromised will be £12

Naturally, it wouldn't be right for me to make money from this myself, so Miss J will be responsible for the distribution. With my blessing, she will select the 25 hottest pictures or short videos from my private collection and make them available later today.

Please respond with ???? if you've received this message and would like the pictures made available for purchase, or ???? if you're not interested.

I read it through once and tapped SEND.

Almost immediately--Ping. Ping. My phone.

Ping. Sarah's phone.

Sarah reached for hers, squinted at the screen and then slowly turned towards me.

"For fuck's sake, babe. Don't you ever fucking sleep?"

I grinned.

Closing WhatsApp, I opened Nat's camera roll and went into her albums. Nat liked to think she was clever. Even as a teenager, she would never call a private folder something obvious like 'Private' or 'Keep Out'. She would always give it some completely ordinary name and then protect it with a passcode. Nat's problem was that she used the same four-digit code for everything because she thought it was easier to remember. I continued looking through her albums. 'Holiday.' I tapped it. It opened without asking for a password. Nope. I quickly closed it and carried on scrolling. Then I spotted another folder. 'General Pics'.

"Ooh..."

I tapped it. Enter Passcode. I smiled. I quickly entered Nat's usual four-digit code. The album opened. There they were. All her naked selfies and the little private videos she'd made.

I had a quick scroll through before deciding there was no point choosing between them yet. I'd take the lot for now and sort through everything later. I tapped Select All, then Share, followed by AirDrop, and selected myself from her contacts.

Are you sure? The phone queried.

I laughed.

'Yes.' I tapped the confirmation and created a new folder called 'Slutty Sale'. The circle appeared and started spinning. 1,328 photos and videos. I raised my eyebrows.

You naughty girl Nat.

Laughing quietly to myself, I picked up my coffee and took another sip. Sarah was staring at me now.

"Right, okay. Fuck it. I'm awake. What are you up to?"

I turned Nat's phone towards her. Sarah squinted against the brightness for a moment before her eyes widened. She looked at the screen. Then at me. Then back at the screen. She let out a low whistle.

"What the fuck, babe? Are you mad?"

I just smiled.

Sarah stared at me for another second.

"What...? No. You're not."

My smile widened.

"You wouldn't."

I raised an eyebrow. Sarah suddenly understood.

"Oh, babe."

She started laughing.

"You evil fucking genius."

I took another sip of my coffee.

Sarah shook her head, still laughing.

"Oh, that's cruel."

She looked at the phone again. Then back at me. "But I fucking love it."

"Read your WhatsApp, babe."

Sarah handed Nat's phone back to me and sat up in bed, the covers falling away from her chest, giving me the most wonderful view of her bare tits. She picked up her own phone and quickly read the message. Her expression changed.

"But she'll know."

"How?"

Sarah looked at me.

I smiled.

"We'll deal with everything ourselves. Nat won't be running anything today."

I took another swig of coffee as the transfer wheel passed fifty percent and continued climbing. Sarah leaned against my shoulder.

"So what does that mean for her? And for the rest of the week?"

I smiled.

"Any plans that involved a second bitch now involve Nat."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?"

"Completely. From this moment on, she's no longer part of the decision-making process."

Sarah laughed softly, kissed my tit and rested her head back against my shoulder. She nodded toward the foot of the bed. "And what about the bitch on the rug?"

We both looked down at Suki, still fast asleep.

"Oh, our plans for her haven't changed." I looked back at Sarah. "But Nat is different."

"How?"

"Hucow took a lot last night. Suki did too. But look at Nat--our little porcelain doll. She came through the whole evening thinking she was one of us."

I smiled. Adding, "Today, I think we remind her that she isn't."

Sarah grinned. "And Suki?"

"She gets a front-row seat."

I glanced down at the sleeping figure on the rug.

"If she feels sorry for Nat, she can say so. Otherwise, she can sit there and watch while we strip away that confidence Nat wore so proudly yesterday." I picked up my coffee again. "Piece, by, piece."

Sarah looked at me for a moment before smiling. "Sweet revenge?"

I laughed quietly.

"Exactly."

Sarah laughed. "No wonder you're up so fucking early."

"The best thing is, no one will be looking for Nat this week. She's supposed to be staying with us." I smiled. "I mean, she will be staying with us--just not quite how she hoped."

"But what about her roommate?" Sarah frowned.

"Oh, that dumb bitch? She probably won't be interested. But just in case..."

I opened WhatsApp on Nat's phone, found the conversation with her roommate and scrolled back through some of their messages to see how Nat normally spoke to her.

Lots of emojis. Lots of text speak.

I started typing.

Hiya ????????????

Styin @ J's ❤️❤️ ???? ???? thur. if you need me msg me.

I hit SEND.

Almost simultaneously, my own phone dinged. 1,328 new files. The transfer circle showed Complete.

I handed Nat's phone to Sarah, commenting, "Right. Let's start picking out some pictures and videos of this bitch."

We spent the next hour or so drinking coffee and going through the pictures and videos together, deciding which ones worked best. We added a mixture of topless and naked pictures, along with a couple she'd taken of herself in front of her bedroom mirror.

Nothing escaped our criticism. Her poses. Her expressions. Her body. Her attempts at looking sexy. We laughed harder as picture after picture and video after video disappeared into our new album. Eventually, there was movement at the foot of the bed. Suki was waking up.

"What time is it?" She mumbled. "Why are you so loud? Fuck... my body hurts. What time is it?"

Sarah and I ignored her sleepy ramblings and stayed tucked up together, reviewing pictures and taking the piss out of Nat at every opportunity. Suki slowly sat up.

"What time is it?" she asked again, considerably grumpier this time. "And why are you both laughing so much? I need to sleep. I'm in pain."

I stopped laughing and looked down at her. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You dumb little slut?"

Suki immediately looked down.

I continued, "You don't need to know what time it is. You haven't got any fucking plans. You do what we say, when we say it. Understand?"

Suki answered with a sob. Sarah looked over the edge of the bed.

"Fuck me, does this bitch ever stop crying?" She grabbed a pillow. "Pipe down and shut up, you pathetic little cry-baby." And then threw it at Suki.

"Ow! That hurt."

Sarah stared at her in disbelief. "It's a fucking pillow! How could that possibly hurt you?" Suki rubbed her head. Sarah shook hers. "God, I don't know what Miss sees in you. You flat-chested fuckwit. She could do so much better."

I looked across at Sarah. Our eyes met. "Get her," I mouthed.

Sarah's expression immediately changed. She smiled and nodded. Without another word, she slipped off her side of the bed. I moved around mine.

Suki looked pitiful between us. "What are you--?"

I grabbed her ankles as Sarah caught her arms. Together, we lifted her. "Face up," I said. We dropped her onto the bed but kept hold of her limbs. "Pin her arms."

Sarah pulled Suki's arms above her head, climbed onto the mattress and pinned them securely beneath her legs. Suki stared up at us. Suddenly, she looked a lot more awake.

"Put your arse in her face, babe. Make her smell you."

Sarah laughed and shuffled further forward, spreading her legs wider. She looked back over her shoulder to line herself up with Suki's face, squeezed one of her own cheeks open, then lowered herself onto Suki and slowly rolled her hips.

Suki immediately started kicking her legs. I kept hold of them and walked them further up the bed. Sarah held out her hands. I passed her Suki's ankles, and Sarah hooked her arms behind Suki's knees, pulling her legs back until her hips lifted clear of the mattress.

I went over to my boot and pulled out the cane I'd left there from the night before. Taking it in my hand felt so natural. I held it up-suddenly I felt a familiar surge-it was that sense of power filling me again.

The cane is my favourite implement to use, as you can vary the intensity by either swinging it or just bending it back and letting it go. I love the thin red, or sometimes dark red lines it leaves on the body. This one is a foot long, birch cane. It's very flexible and delivers a really sharp sting. I own six canes in total, but this is the one Suki is particularly scared of.

Sarah giggled.

"Fuck yes. Where's that going, babe?"

I stepped forward and slowly circled Suki's hairless labia with my fingertips. "Here looks good, don't you think?"

Sarah laughed. "Fuck yes."

I climbed onto the bed and settled between Suki's thighs. Holding the cane in my left hand, I pulled the tip back and positioned it inches from her cunt. Suki was crying in fear and I hadn't even touched her yet.

She began begging, "Please, please don't don't this Miss, I have been such a good girl, you don't need to do this."

She was franctically trying to close her legs. Her hips rolled against the matress. Trying to get away.

"Hold her still, babe. Not that I can fucking miss from this distance."

I pulled the tip of the cane back a little more, it had a nice curved arch, Suki's cunt was already glistening in anticipation. Sarah adjusted her grip pulling Suki's knees towards her ears. This caused her ass to come off the bed presenting her cunt more. I waited another few seconds, as Sarah straddled her body, facing me.

Suki couldn't see what I was doing. All she could see and smell was Sarah above her. She knew it was coming. She just didn't know when.

Without warning I released the cane. It snapped forward like a pinball flipper and cracked across her labia. The red line becoming instantly visible. For several seconds, there was almost no reaction. When the pain registered, Suki screamed, her legs shaking, desperate to close. However Sarah held her open.

"Fucking yes. Babe give her another one" Sarah urged me on.

Smiling wickedly at Sarah I held the cane even closer and pulled the tip right back, ready for the second strike.

Sarah looked at me and said, "On three. I got her don't worry. One, two-"

I released it on 'two'. It fired into her cunt, like a fucking missile. It was right below the first strike, but the welt was clearly redder. Suki screamed so loudly, she could have woken the dead. Her legs and hips were shaking, her cunt had two clearly visible stripes.

Sarah hooked her arms around Suki's knees and pulled her lips back.

"Give her a fucking third one babe, right across her needy hole. She needs to learn not to backchat. Just watch my fingers"

Laughing I replied, "Peel her labia back then."

Sarah pushed her fingers inside her folds and pulled back her labia slick with girl juice. Suki was so helpless and so vulnerable. Her cunt was twitching, it was absolutely begging to be canned. I tapped the cane across her pussy hole, then raised my hand above my head.

Sarah, laughed "Fuck her babe. Don't hold back on her... give it to her."

Swinging my arm forward, the cane whistled through the air, SWISHHHHH, CRACKKKKK. I felt the impact on my wrist. Sarah whistled, then pushing her weight down, covering Suki's mouth with her arse. Suki screamed into it. Sarah let go of her legs. They instantly closed.

"Oh yes bitch, hmmm fuck yeah your screams feel so fucking good, don't stop screaming for me." Sarah bared down on her face.

Suki's hips rolled left to right, her legs were shaking and I could see she was struggling to breathe. Her hands were tapping on Sarah's hips trying to get her to get off her. Sarah briefly lifted herself, giving Suki a chance to breathe before lowering herself again. Suki's legs wiggled and shook in Sarah's grip.

I looked up at Sarah and smiled. "Your turn," holding out the cane to her.

Sarah took it with glee and climbed off Suki, who couldn't decide what to do first, grab her aching cunt, lock her legs closed or breathe.

Before she had time to think, we had swapped positions. I was now straddling her head, pushing her legs back open and pulling her ankles to my shoulders, leaving Suki once again doubled up and completely exposed. I lowered my weight onto Suki's face and wiggled my arse into place, while Sarah held the cane exactly as I had.

Sarah mocked her. "Aww, you poor baby. Did Miss hurt you, pet? Are you going to question us again, or are you going to wait until you're spoken to?" Then she laughed evilly.

"You know what..."

She leaned forward and blew gently across Suki's clit. She slipped two fingers into her mouth coating them with spit, then started rubbing the hood with her fingertips.

"Come out, little baby. I wanna see you." She gave the hood a little lick, then kissed it, sucking it gently into her mouth.

Suki's screams of pain gradually turned to sounds of pleasure. Sarah released her clit, rolled her eyes up towards me and bit her bottom lip as the hood slowly retracted.

"Yes, little slut. Good girl. Show her to me. That's it, slut. Oh, look how small it is. So many nerves contained in such a tiny little place."

She gave it another kiss before sitting up slightly and reaching back for the cane. I leaned forward, wanting a close-up look. I kissed Suki's navel as my fingers pulled her hood back even further. Sarah slowly rolled her tongue over her bottom lip. She took a deep breath and pulled the cane back. She looked at me.

"You are evil, babe!", she mouthed.

I smiled.

Sarah moved the cane a little closer. She released it. It never had a chance of missing. The cane cracked directly into Suki's clit. I sat back down on her face and drowned out her scream with my ass. Suki's body shook so violently her legs desperately tried to close, but I held them firmly, forcing them apart. Her tears soaked my ass, making my pussy drip onto her face.

Sarah laughed.

"Aww, baby. Don't run away, little one. Come here."

She leaned forward, kissing and licking Suki's battered clit to keep it exposed from beneath the hood. I leaned forward and pulled the hood back again. Suki screamed.

Then she began begging, "Please! Please, please don't! I'm sorry! I'll be good, I promise!"

Sarah smiled. "I know you will, bitch. But here we are, and how can I leave this little target alone when it's still out to play?" She pulled the cane back again. I tightened my grip on Suki's legs.

"Three..."

Suki whimpered beneath me.

"Two--"

Sarah released the cane.

CRACK!

Suki screamed. I finally let go of her legs, and she immediately curled up on the bed, clutching her cunt, screaming and sobbing like a baby.

Sarah and I hugged and kissed as Suki rolled around on the bed, still clutching herself. My tongue invaded Sarah's mouth as I slipped my hand between her legs, cupping her cunt and gently rubbing her. She was so fucking wet it was unreal.

Suki continued writhing on the bed.

I broke the kiss when Nat's phone suddenly started pinging. I climbed back onto the bed and retrieved it. I smiled.

"Oh my God. Fucking yes! Two thumbs-up from one person. And another. And one more. Looks like we have buyers."

Sarah smiled.

I opened the WhatsApp group chat and started typing.

Morning, you sexy people. Looks like I'm super popular. So, tell you what--as I'm a proper little slut tease, I'll give you a small taste of what you can expect.

I tapped the plus sign and scrolled through the pictures in the 'Slutty Sale' folder until I found the one I wanted: Nat after sucking cock, her eyes open and looking down at her tits as cum dripped from her chin.

I hit SEND.

"That should keep them excited."

I tossed Nat's phone to Sarah, picked up my skirt and slipped it on before putting on my bra and top.

"I want to check on the other bitches. Stay with her and make sure she doesn't leave the fucking room. Not that I think she can walk right now, but she might crawl out."

I opened the bedroom door and slipped into the hallway.

My first stop was Hucow. I was slightly worried that all the screaming might have woken our fat little Cow, so I pushed open the spare-room door ever so slightly.

Nope. Hucow was still sprawled across the bed snoring loudly. Still fast asleep. I walked over to the nightstand and noticed an alarm set on her phone. I turned it off. Then I leaned down and kissed her head.

"Sleep, my fat little Hucow."

I slipped back out and quietly closed the door behind me, pulling my hair into a messy bun, I headed downstairs. When I reached the playroom door, I stopped. I closed my eyes and took a breath.

She has this coming. She fucked up. Now it's time she paid.

I opened my eyes. A smile crept across my face as I opened the door and walked in.

Nat was exactly where Sarah and I had left her, face down, cuffed to the Y-bench, the nipple clamps still biting into her. I walked towards her, letting my heels click against the wooden floor. She couldn't lift her head. Her eyes remained pinned towards the floor. Smiling, I slowly ran my nails down her back.

"Hey, pet. How are you feeling?" My fingers followed the line of her spine.

Nat coughed. "My mouth is so dry, Miss. Please, can I have a drink?"

"Soon, pet. Soon."

My fingers traced down the small of her back and over her ass. I gave it a firm squeeze, reacquainting myself with her tight little body.

Nat coughed again. "Miss--"

I pinched the tricep of her arm.

She squealed. "Outch Miss."

"Oh, that's a spot, isn't it, pet?" I released her. "I told you--no talking. Now be good and be quiet. This won't take long."

I moved back down her body slowly, my fingertips exploring her ribs before travelling down over her hips. I stopped between her legs. My fingers traced down the outside of her right thigh, around the back and then slowly along the inside. I repeated the movement on her left before brushing across her labia and watching her cunt twitch.

I said nothing. I knew the silence was driving her crazier by the second. Her cunt twitched again, glistening in the morning sunlight. I moved my hands behind her legs and gave them a squeeze.

Then I smiled. I stepped away. Without saying another word, I walked back towards the door. I opened it.

"Miss--"

I shut the door behind me.

I headed back upstairs and opened the bedroom door. Sarah was dressed now.

"She's almost ready," I said. "She just needs to cook a little longer."

Sarah smiled.

"Ready to turn the temperature up on her?"

I glanced towards Suki. "What about the bitch?"

Sarah shrugged, "Leave her for now."

I smiled at Sarah.

"Let's go have some fun."

Before leaving, I grabbed Suki by the hair and pulled her head back.

"Look at me, cunt."

Her eyes met mine.

"Stay on your rug like a good pet, have a fucking nap, and we'll come and get you when we're ready. Do not leave this room for any reason. If you need to pee, you pee in this cup." I put my empty coffee cup on the floor next to the rug.

Sarah laughed at the instructions.

I released Suki and opened the bedroom door.

"You ready, babe?"

Sarah grinned. "Yes. Let's do this."

I looked back at Suki one final time. "Remember, cunt. Do not leave this fucking rug."

Sarah and I stepped into the hallway, and I closed the bedroom door behind us. Halfway down the stairs, Sarah suddenly changed direction and disappeared into the kitchen. A few seconds later, she came running back with a bottle of water from the fridge. I looked at the bottle. Then at her. I laughed.

"You evil bitch."

Sarah grinned. "Ha! Pot calling the kettle black there, babe."

Just before I opened the door, my phone gave another soft ping from inside my pocket. Sarah looked at me. I checked the screen, smiled, then slipped it away again without saying a word.

Before I opened the door. I put a finger to my lips. Sarah nodded. We removed our boots before we slowly slipped inside. I closed the door as quietly as I could and tiptoed towards the bitch.

We moved behind her, me on her right and Sarah on her left. I reached out and touched Nat's toes, slowly running my nails across the sole of her foot. Sarah immediately copied me on the other side. We kept going, knowing Nat would eventually break. She absolutely hated having her feet tickled.

Sure enough, it didn't take long. Her toes curled and her legs started kicking, but the restraints kept her firmly in place. We stopped. Sarah looked across at me.

"Ribs", she mouthed.

I smiled. We had exactly the same idea. Together, we forward until we were standing beside her hips. I started by running my fingertips down over her lower ribs.

Nat squirmed. But that wasn't really where I wanted to be. My fingers travelled lower, towards the softer flesh of her flanks just beneath her ribs. Sarah mirrored me from the opposite side. Then, together, we dug our fingers into the soft tissue. Nat immediately twisted and squirmed against the bench, but the restraints around her ankles and waist kept her in position.

Sarah glanced at me before reaching for the bottle of water. She unscrewed the cap and motioned towards Nat's hair. I nodded. Sarah moved around to the front of the Y-bench and took a large mouthful of water. I grabbed Nat's hair and pulled her head upwards. Sarah cupped Nat's chin, leaned towards her and spat the water into her face before shaking some of what remained in the bottle over her head and down her back.

Nat jolted. And only then did she realise that both of us were in the room. I laughed loudly.

"Well, you said you were thirsty, pet."

Sarah crouched down onto her heels. "Ooh, I bet these nipples are completely numb." She lightly tapped the chain between the clamps. "Do you want them off, Nat?"

Nat immediately shook her head. "No, no, please. It'll hurt so much. Please... do it slowly."

I lowered her head back onto the bench. Smiling, I stroked her hair.

"Okay, darling. We'll leave them on a little longer."

Sarah looked at me, puzzled. I motioned for her to follow me towards the door.

"Let Suki watch this bitch squirm," I whispered. "It'll be good for Nat to realise where she sits in the pecking order now." Sarah smiled. "Go and get the fucking slut," I told her. "Bring her down here."

"Yes, babe." Sarah disappeared through the door.

I walked back over to Nat and slowly stroked her hanging tits.

"Please, Miss," Nat whispered. "I'm so sorry for what I did last night. I messed up, but I don't deserve this."

I smiled.

"All actions have consequences, pet. You lost control in front of everyone last night, and now I'm taking what's left away from you."

I continued reminding her of every mistake she'd made and exactly how disappointed I was in her.

Then I heard the door open. I stopped. Sarah came back into the room with Suki. Smiling, I stroked Nat's shoulders before pressing gently against her shoulder blades, shifting her position slightly against the bench.

Suki's mouth fell open. I crooked my finger at her calling her to me. She approached. I pointed towards the floor. Suki knelt where Nat couldn't see her. From Suki's position, however, she had an uninterrupted view beneath the bench. Nat still had no idea she was there.

Sarah looked across at me as I rubbed some of the cold water along Nat's spine.

When I caught Sarah's eye, I mouthed "Fast". She nodded. Her hand reached towards the nipple clamp on Nat's left tit and yanked it off. A moment later, Nat screamed. Her whole body jolted against the bench. Then came another cry as Sarah finished removing the second clamp.

Nat was visibly shaking. And then--Suki giggled.

Nat froze, then screamed "Who was that?"

I smiled. Nat suddenly understood that Sarah and I weren't alone.

I poured more of the cold water down her spine, using it like a river to run down to her ass.

Sarah began walking around the room looking at everything that had been left out from the night before to see what else we could use on Nat's helpless body. Eventually, she stopped. She had found an oak paddle with three narrow slits cut through its centre. Sarah picked it up and looked towards me. Then she smiled.

She swung it experimentally a few times before walking back towards the bench. Sarah crouched down and peered underneath. From where I was standing, Nat's 32C tits looked like the little speed bags boxers use in training. I made sure Suki was watching as Sarah played with Nat's tits, slowly running her nails down their sides before caressing their curves.

Sarah looked towards Suki. "Pick a tit."

Suki hesitated.

Sarah smiled. "Go on. Pick one little slut. This fake-Domme wannabe needs bringing back down to earth with a heavy fucking thump."

"No, please," Nat begged. "Don't make her."

I reached into my back pocket and pulled out Nat's phone, I opened the camera and snapped a picture of Nat lying helpless across the bench, capturing her exposed, open cunt from behind. She was incredibly wet now, dripping onto the bench beneath her.

Suki stared at Nat for a moment. Not because she felt sorry for her. Yesterday, Nat had been standing on the other side of all this, acting like the confident little apprentice who belonged with Sarah and me. Today, Suki was getting to sit back and watch. And judging by the smile spreading across her face, she was beginning to appreciate the reversal.

"The left one, she said, confident in her choice."

Sarah grinned.

"Good choice."

Nat immediately started pleading.

"Suki, please--"

Suki laughed.

"What are you asking me for? I'm not doing anything."

That made Sarah laugh.

Suki shrugged. "It's not me." She looked directly at Nat. "So I don't care how much it hurts. It's hurting you, not me."

I looked at Sarah. That was the Suki I knew.

Sarah smacked Nat's tit again and again.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Nat reacted immediately.

Suki didn't look away. She leaned forward, wanting a better view. I noticed and Sarah noticed too.

"Oh, someone's enjoying herself."

Suki grinned. "I told you. It's not happening to me."

Nat tried again. "Suki, please."

Suki laughed.

"Why do you keep asking me?"

"Because you know what this is like."

Suki thought about that for barely a second. "Yeah. And yesterday you didn't give a fuck when it was me." That shut Nat up.

Suki shuffled a little closer. "So why should I care now?"

Sarah looked at me and smiled.

My phone gave another quiet ping. Nat lifted her head slightly at the sound.

"What was that?"

I was enjoying this.

Nat was shaking hard now, her body trembling and her legs visibly quivering.

Suki stood up and looked Nat over. "Fuck me, her skin is so fucking white. Does she not like the sun or something?" She laughed. "Look at her. She looks like fucking Casper the Ghost."

Suki was openly laughing now.

Nat heard her. "Suki, you fucking bitch."

Suki's eyebrows went up. "Oh?"

There was no fear in her voice this time.

Nat had made exactly the wrong move.

"You think you're fucking clever now?" Suki smirked.

"No." Was Nat's reply.

She looked Nat up and down. "I just think you're not quite as fucking clever as you thought you were yesterday."

Sarah burst out laughing. I joined her. Nat went quiet.

Suki tilted her head.

"Aww." Then came that smile again. "What's wrong, Miss Perfect?"

Nat stiffened. "Don't fucking call me that."

Suki's smile widened. "Miss Perfect."

"Suki."

"Miss Per-fect."

"Fuck off."

Suki laughed.

Sarah looked at me. "Oh, I fucking love her today."

I smiled. So did Suki. She was just happy it was happening to someone else for once.

Suki looked over Nat again, her eyes eventually settling on her ass.

"What about this fucking white ass of hers? I mean, I have cuts and bruises from yesterday's play. Hucow has cuts and bruises. Why should this little doll be let off?" She looked at me. "You wouldn't stop if it was me or Hucow."

I laughed and looked towards Sarah. "She's right, babe."

I walked over to the table and picked up the cat-o'-nine-tails flogger. Turning back towards the waiting girls, I slowly rotated my wrist as I walked, letting the tails strike against the side of my leather boot with each turn.

I stopped behind Nat. "What's my rule, bitch?" Nat knew exactly what I meant.

"Age plus three."

I smiled. "That's right. Age plus three. That makes it an even forty."

I looked down at her pale ass.

"This should mark your little white ass perfectly."

Nat immediately started shaking her head. "No, Miss. Please."

Suki laughed. "Aww, Miss Perfect doesn't like that idea."

"Shut the fuck up, Suki."

Suki's eyes widened. Then she looked at me. Then Sarah. Then back at Nat.

"Oh, you really shouldn't have said that."

Sarah laughed.

"No, she really fucking shouldn't."

Nat knew it too. Her head dropped.

"Suki, I'm sorry."

Suki moved closer. "What was that?"

"I said I'm sorry."

"For what?"

Nat went quiet.

Suki folded her arms.

I fucking loved this.

Yesterday Nat had been the confident apprentice, standing amongst us like she belonged there. Now she was apologising to Suki.

"Go on, Miss Perfect," Suki said. "What are you sorry for?"

"For telling you to shut up."

Suki smiled. "And?"

Nat hesitated.

"And for yesterday."

That changed Suki's expression. Not sympathy. Satisfaction.

"Good." She looked towards me. "Carry on, Miss."

I laughed.

"Oh, don't worry, slut. I fully intend to."

I wrapped the hand firmly around the handle and looked at Nat. "Forty, bitch. You know my rules."

Nat immediately started shaking her head. "Miss, please. I'm sorry."

"Yeah... I know you are, pet." I smiled. "But being sorry doesn't make the number any fucking smaller."

Suki laughed.

I looked at her. "You think this is funny, slut?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, Miss."

"Good. You can keep count then."

Her face fucking lit up.

Nat groaned. "No. Please, Miss. Not her."

That made Suki laugh even harder.

"Aww, Miss Perfect doesn't want me counting."

I looked at Nat. "Tough shit."

I raised my arm. "Ready, Suki?"

"Oh, yes, Miss."

I ran my nails over Nat's porcelain-white skin leaving light white streaks that quickly turned red, as Sarah emptied the last of the water bottle over her arse. Water trickled between her cheeks, over her dirty hole and across her cunt onto the floor.

I laughed. "Oh fuck, this is so going to hurt, you pathetic little bitch."

I raised the flogger and rotated my wrist a few times, building up the momentum. Then I started. Right cheek first.

CRACK!

"ONE!" Suki called out.

CRACK!

"TWO!"

Nat jerked against the restraints, a low sob escaping her.

CRACK!

"THREE!"

Her knees buckled slightly before the restraints pulled her back into place.

Sarah stayed close, slowly running her nails down Nat's back.

"Such a helpless little slutty bitch," she mocked. "Sucking some random stranger's cock for everyone to see. What a dumb, worthless little whore you are."

CRACK!

"FOUR!"

Nat cried out again.

Sarah laughed. "So needy for attention, aren't you, cunt?"

I brought the flogger down again.

CRACK!

"FIVE! It's so pink already, Miss!" Suki called out, sounding so fucking delighted.

Suki was sounding far too fucking happy about this.

Sarah laughed. "Someone's enjoying her new job."

Suki grinned. "It's not me getting hit."

I shook my head and smiled. "You really are a nasty little bitch."

"Yes, Miss."

At least she fucking owned it.

I carried on.

I didn't let Nat's right cheek escape the steady punishment.

CRACK!

"SIX!" Suki called.

CRACK!

"SEVEN!"

Nat's sobs were getting louder now, her thighs trembling as that lovely porcelain-white cheek slowly changed colour beneath the punishment--white giving way to pink, then pink beginning to deepen into a light red.

CRACK!

"EIGHT!"

Nat shook against the restraints. Tears streamed down her face.

CRACK!

"NINE!"

Suki laughed. "Aww, Little Miss Perfect. Your ass is so warm already."

I pulled my arm back and gave her one more.

CRACK!

"TEN!" Suki sounded absolutely fucking delighted.

"Don't worry, Miss Perfect," she taunted. "I'm sure my loving Mistress will make it burn very soon."

I stopped. Nat was breathing hard.

Suki looked genuinely disappointed. "Why did you stop?"

Sarah and I both burst out laughing.

"Fuck me," Sarah said. "Listen to her."

"What?" Suki said innocently. "There's thirty left."

Nat lifted her head as much as she could.

"Suki, please," her voice hoarse and dry from crying.

Suki looked at her. "What?"

"You know what it feels like."

Suki shrugged. "Yeah."

For half a second Nat seemed to think she'd got through to her.

Then Suki smiled. "But it's not me today."

Nat's head dropped.

Suki laughed. "Come on, Miss Perfect. You've got thirty left."

I looked at that still-unblemished white cheek. It was practically begging for attention. I wanted to up the intensity now, so I changed tactics.

Moving to the side, I gathered all the leather strands together and held them in my left hand above my head. I turned my body, swinging from the waist as though I was swinging a tennis racket. I released the strands. They sprayed across her left ass cheek.

CRACK!

"ELEVEN!" Suki shouted.

CRACK!

"TWELVE!"

CRACK!

"THIRTEEN!"

Nat shrieked, twisting against the restraints.

CRACK!

"FOURTEEN!"

CRACK!

"FIFTEEN!"

That porcelain-white skin was disappearing quickly now, a deep red colour spreading across her left cheek.

CRACK!

"SIXTEEN!"

CRACK!

"SEVENTEEN!"

Little welts were beginning to form across the reddened skin.

CRACK!

"EIGHTEEN!"

Nat was crying uncontrollably now, desperately flexing and clenching as though she could somehow shake the sting out of her burning skin.

CRACK!

"NINETEEN!"

One more swing from the waist.

CRACK!

"TWENTY!"

I lowered the flogger and admired my work. That once soft, unblemished skin was now deep red and covered in raised little welts. The texture was almost like Braille beneath my fingers. I ran my fingertips across them, 'reading' the lovely message that they spelled out for me.

Nat sobbed helplessly into the restraints. Snot had started to flow with her tears, down her face, onto her lips and was being sucked into her mouth.

Suki, meanwhile, was absolutely fucking thrilled with the results.

"Halfway!" She shouted out with glee.

"Fuck... you... Suki."

The room went quiet.

Suki slowly looked at Nat. "What did you say?"

Nat didn't answer.

Suki moved closer. "Oh, come on, Little Miss Perfect. You were brave enough to say it once. Say it again."

She paused waiting for a response.

"Say, IT." She prodded.

"Suki, just shut the fuck up." Nat sputtered.

Suki's mouth dropped open. She looked at Sarah. Then at me. Then she started laughing.

"Oh, she's getting angry."

Sarah grinned. "I think you might be annoying her."

"Good." Suki crouched closer to Nat's face. "Twenty more."

Nat groaned.

Suki smiled sweetly.

"Don't worry, Little Miss Perfect. I'll count every, fucking, single, one for you."

I laughed.

"Ready?"

Suki immediately sat back down. "Ready, Miss."

Moving behind her, I positioned myself in the middle of the bench. My backhand was good, but I wanted to keep this to my forehand and concentrate on that already-pink right cheek.

I raised the flogger.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-ONE!" Suki called.

Nat jolted against the restraints shrieking.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-TWO!"

Nat's crying was different now. She wasn't simply sobbing anymore; she was hysterical, her tits were heaving, struggling to drag enough air into her lungs between each broken gasp.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-THREE!"

"Su--Suki... Bit-itch."

Suki laughed.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-FOUR!"

"Come on, Miss Perfect!" Suki jeered.

Nat tried to answer her, but another wail swallowed the words before she could get them out.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-FIVE!"

"Sh--shut... fuck..." She could barely speak.

Yet despite the tears, despite the desperate protests and the way she shook against the restraints, her pussy was betraying every word coming out of her mouth. With every passing stroke, it was becoming wetter and wetter, flowing out of her cunt, like her tears flowed from her eyes.

Suki saw it.

Sarah saw it.

I fucking saw it and loved it.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-SIX!"

Suki was getting louder.

Nat shook her head frantically. Wimpering, "No... please... I... I..."

CRACK!

"TWENTY-SEVEN!"

"TWENTY-SEVEN!" Suki repeated, practically fucking celebrating it.

Nat cried even harder. Sarah looked across at her.

"She can barely fucking talk now."

CRACK!

"TWENTY-EIGHT!"

Nat broke. "Why?" she managed through the hysterical sobbing. "Why...? It was... a mistake..."

The words dissolved into tears.

"Two more, Miss Perfect!" Suki didn't sound sympathetic in the slightest.

Nat shook her head desperately.

CRACK!

"TWENTY-NINE!"

"Please... I'm... g-good..."

But again, her body betrayed her. No matter how desperately Nat protested, she was getting wetter. Her labia began to twitch and quiver all on their own. Suki, Sarah and I could all see what her body was doing.

"What was that?" Suki called.

Nat tried again, fighting just to force the words through her sobs. She huffed several times, a mixture of flem, tears and spit spewed from her mouth and onto the floor.

"I'm... such a... good girl..."

Suki burst out laughing.

I drew the flogger back for the final stroke of the set.

CRACK!

"THIRTY!"

Suki practically screamed the number.

Nat completely lost what little composure she had left. She hung against the restraints, crying hysterically, her whole body trembling as she tried to recover. The cheek that had been pink was now a deep red, contrasting sharply against her porcelain-white skin.

Suki stared at her, absolutely fucking thrilled.

"A good girl?" she laughed. "Do you really think so?"

Nat managed the smallest nod through her tears.

Suki grinned. "Oh, Little Miss Perfect. Look at where you are."

Nat was still crying hard, fighting for breath between each sob.

"Fuck..." She sucked in air.

"You..."

Another gasping breath. "Su... ki."

Suki turned to me.

"Ten left."

"I can fucking count, slut."

Sarah laughed.

Suki giggled. "Sorry, Miss."

Suki moved closer.

"Aww." She murmured.

"Don't..."

"What?" Suki purred.

"Just... fucking don't."

Suki reached up and gently brushed Nat's damp hair away from her face and cooed, "Poor, poor Little Miss Perfect."

"Fuck off!" Nat tried to put some force behind it, but another sob broke straight through the words.

Suki put on her most ridiculously sympathetic voice. "Aww, baby."

"Suki..."

"Shhh. It's okay." Suki's feigned pity was almost comical.

"Stop fucking--" Another sob from Nat.

Suki stroked her hair. "There, there."

Sarah laughed behind her. Nat heard it.

"Fuck both of you!" She groaned.

That only made Sarah laugh harder.

Suki looked back at us, grinning, before turning towards Nat again.

"See? That's your problem."

"What?"

"You're still pretending."

Nat whimpered, "I'm not fucking pretending!"

"Yes, you are."

Suki trailed her fingers lightly down Nat's shoulder and along her ribs. "You're still trying to be Little Miss Perfect."

"I'm not!"

"The big scary Domme."

Nat hissed, "Fuck you."

Suki laughed, "There she is. Coming out to play."

She stroked Nat's arm with exaggerated tenderness.

"You can call yourself a Domme as many times as you fucking want."

Nat shook her head.

Suki continued, "You can act tough."

"Suki..."

"You can boss people around."

"Shut up." Nat growled.

"You can pretend you're just like your two besties."

Nat inhailed deeplay and screeched, "Shut the fuck up!"

Suki had found the nerve now, and she knew it. She glanced towards Sarah and me grinning widely. Then focused back on Nat.

"But we can all see through you."

Nat's face crumpled again.

"No..." She wailed.

"Oh yes."

Suki gently played with another strand of her hair, nodding.

"Ev-er-y-one in this room can see that Little Miss Perfect isn't quite as perfect as she wants everyone to believe."

"Please..."

Suki smirked, "There is that word again. Please."

Nat immediately realised what she'd said.

"Fuck off."

"That's better." Suki continued needling her.

She traced her fingers down Nat's arm until she reached the leather restraint and gave it a little tug.

"You're trying so fucking hard to keep that act going." Suki continued to push down on Nat's tender nerve.

Nat pulled uselessly against the restraint.

"I'm not acting." She insisted.

"Aww, Nat." Suki gave her that fake sympathetic smile again. "Yes, yes you really are."

Nat was still sobbing, still trying to argue, still desperately trying to hold onto some piece of the confident woman she had been before this started. And the three of us could see straight through it.

Suki leaned closer. "You know what the best bit is?"

Nat shook her head.

"You know we can see it too."

Nat's eyes squeezed shut.

"Stop..."

Sarah laughed.

Suki stroked Nat's hair again. "No more hiding behind Little Miss Perfect."

"Suki..."

"No more pretending you're better than everyone else."

"Please..."

Suki grinned. "There's the real Nat." She finally stepped away.

Nat was still crying, still swearing under her breath, still trying to pull herself together.

Suki looked at Sarah. Then at me. She was fucking delighted and wearing a smug smile of self satisfaction on her face.

I flicked the flogger, making it cut the air. Nat heard it immediately.

"Oh... No... Miss... please..."

I chuckled as I dragged the strands of the flogger down her back and over the bright red stripes on her arse. So pretty. I almost gasped when I noticed that the strands had become damp, after they trailed across her wet pussy. Oh so very pretty.

"Five nice and slow."

Suki sat up straighter, her eyes lit up.

"Oh fuck, yes."

Nat shook her head frantically.

"No. No, no, no..."

Suki took her position, crouching beside the Y-bench, where Nat could hear every word. She brushed Nat's hair away from her face one last time.

"Aww, Little Miss Perfect."

"Suki, please..."

Suki smirked. Then looked straight at me.

"Ready, Miss."

I ran my nails over the back of her dripping wet cunt, stroking it, sliding my fingers along her lips, teasing it. Her hips bucked at my touch. Suki looked at me, puzzled, unsure what was happening. Sarah wasn't. She'd read my intentions perfectly. I swapped positions with her. Sarah stepped between the legs of the Y-bench, taking over without a word. I handed her the flogger.

I kept talking to Nat. She had no idea it was no longer me touching her.

"Ohhh, look at this. Such a healthy, beautiful, wet cunt."

Sarah cupped her.

"You know where the last ten are going, don't you, Little Miss Perfect? How often have you watched this little game play out?"

Sarah crouched down and gently blew across her cunt.

I pointed at Suki and made her kneel between my legs, her eyes now dead level with Nat. My hands slid down Suki's neck as I leaned closer and whispered, "Still count."

Sarah stood. I turned my attention back to Nat.

"So, bitch, tell me." I paused. "No. Actually, tell us. How does this torment end, slut? Which body part comes next?"

Nat was breathing so fucking hard. Her mind was scrambled. She'd watched me play this game with countless sluts over the years, but it had been a long time since she'd been the one on the receiving end.

My hands glided down Suki's tits and squeezed them. I whispered to her, "Be ready. And watch." I could feel Suki's heart pounding beneath my hand as Sarah slowly drew the flogger into position.

I laughed.

"Come on, dumb bitch. The longer you stay mute, the longer this takes. Tell us. What body part is about to be hurt next?"

Nat stammered, "My... my... mmmyyy cunt!"

I laugh.

"Clever girl. Who's a clever girl?"

Sarah pulled back and struck.

Suki didn't hesitate.

"Thirty-one."

It landed with such force that Nat's toes curled and her ass shook as she tried desperately to close her legs, but she couldn't. Her scream caught in her throat.

I laughed as Sarah ran the back of her hand across that now-pink cunt.

"Shh, shh, shh. That didn't hurt. I barely touched you. If I wanted to really hurt you, I'd push the handle of the flogger up inside you first."

Sarah slowly ran the base of the handle around her cunt. Her body responded, wanting to open and accept it. Then Sarah pulled it away.

I rolled Suki's nipples between my fingers as Sarah took her time lining up again.

Sarah swung.

CRACK!

"Thirty-two," Suki moaned.

Sarah gave her no time to settle.

SWISH--CRACK!

As the whip landed, I pulled Suki's nipples. Her breath caught and the count escaped as little more than a breathy moan.

"Thirty-three."

"Aww, the poor baby." I teased. "Your cunt isn't so white anymore. It's a lovely shade of pink, but I much prefer my slaves' cunts fire-engine red. That red where you can practically feel the heat coming off it without even touching it. Do you remember how I used to do that to you all those years ago, slut? And now look at you, coming full circle, showing off your--"

Before I could even finish, Sarah cut me off.

CRACK! CRACK!

Two vicious strikes in quick succession.

"Thirty-four! Thirty-five!" Suki counted, before staring at Nat. "Fuck, did that hurt, Little Miss Perfect? It fucking looked like it hurt."

Sukie chirped, "Aww... your poor cunt."

Sarah lowered her arm.

Suki looked at Nat. "Five left, bitch."

Nat's head moved immediately.

"No." It came out too quickly. Almost instinctively.

She couldn't see any of us. That somehow made it worse. She knew we were there, knew we were behind her, watching every reaction, but she had nothing except our voices to tell her where anyone was.

Her breathing was ragged. "Suki..."

"What?"

Nat swallowed. "Please."

Suki leaned forward. She was flushed now, breathing almost as hard as Nat, unable to keep still.

"Please what, Little Miss Perfect?"

Nat shook her head again. "Don't..."

"Don't what?"

"Don't count them."

For a second, Suki just stared at her. Then that smile creeped across her face.

"Why?"

Nat opened her mouth, but nothing came. There was too much happening at once. Too many voices. Too much pain. Too much awareness of how exposed she was and of everyone standing somewhere behind her, watching.

"Just..." Her voice cracked. "Please, Suki."

Suki looked at me. Then back at Nat.

"No."

Nat let out a broken groan. Her head tried to move on instinct, but the bench and restraints gave her nowhere to go. All she could do was turn helplessly against the flogging, her breathing ragged.

Suki moved closer, almost vibrating with excitement now, making sure Nat could hear every word.

"You didn't stop them for me yesterday. Did you?"

She sat back.

"So I'm counting."

Sarah swung her arm back and threw it forward, causing the flogger to crack loudly into her cunt. Her labia was swollen now.

"Thirty-six!"

Nat gasped.

She couldn't see any of us standing behind her. But she could fucking hear us. Every laugh. Every breath. Every movement. And Suki's voice.

Her labia were offering a little protection from the strikes, so I grabbed some bondage tape off the table. The bitch was going to feel the full force of the strikes on her wide open whore hole.

Sarah laughed as she put her fingers against the inside of Nat's sopping labia and pushed them back towards her thighs. She held the left one there while I tore off a strip of tape and secured the top of it to her thigh. I tore off another strip and placed it slightly lower. Tearing off a third strip, I taped the bottom of the labia to her thigh. Sarah removed her fingers and it stayed perfectly in place.

Sarah laughed as she pulled Nat's right labia towards her right thigh and pinned it there with her fingers and rotated her wrist so her nails dug in just a little. Nat gasped.

I tore off another three strips of tape and secured her twat in place.

Her cunt was now fully open and exposed like a lovely flower. It reminded me of the kind of flower I had seen in a Georgia O'Keeffe painting. A beautiful oil on canvas that I had seen at The Met, in New York, on the same trip I met Suki.

Nat was shaking with fear. The full insides of her dripping wet cunt were on full display. Suki was palming and rubbing her pussy as she stared at how exposed Nat had become. Sarah, sucked in a deep breath, drew the flogger back and struck her mark again.

CRACK!

"Suki--"

"THIRTY-SEVEN!"

Nat tried to speak over her, but Suki simply got louder, almost breathless with excitement now.

I was mesmerized by Sarah's skill with the flogger. Landing it dead on Nat's flaming red cunt with every stroke. Sarah struck again.

CRACK!

"THIRTY-EIGHT!"

Sarah was laughing, clearly enjoying herself. She was so strong. She was so beautiful. She made my heart race almost as much as seeing Nat get what she had coming.

Suki held up two wet fingers before remembering Nat couldn't even see them. Then gleefully proclaimed, "Two left, Little Miss Fucking Perfect."

"Suki, you fucking bitch."

Suki grinned. "Yep."

Sarah struck with impeccable aim again.

CRACK!

"THIRTY-NINE!"

Then Sarah stopped.

Nobody spoke. Even Suki went quiet.

Nat waited.

Nothing.

Nat's panting filled the silence. She couldn't look around. Couldn't see what Sarah was doing. Couldn't tell where I was. Couldn't even see the expression on Suki's face.

She could only wait.

And wait.

"Suki...?" She called in anguish.

Nothing.

Nat called out again. "Suki?"

That got her. Suki leaned closer, close enough that Nat knew exactly where she was now.

"One more."

Breathless, Nat begged, "Please."

It was barely a word.

Suki smiled and slowly, ominously said, "It's... not... me."

Silence again.

Nat knew-that was the fucking point. Suki wasn't doing anything to her. She was only counting. And somehow Nat was begging her.

For one tiny moment there was absolute silence.

Sarah drew the flogger back one final time.

CRACK!

Then Suki screamed it. "FORTY!"

Suki didn't cheer this time. She just stared, her body betraying exactly how affected she was as I continued to tease her slowly.

Sarah lowered her arm and put the flogger down. She admired her handiwork, then gently ran her fingers along the inside of Nat's pussy, lightly touching the exposed inner labia that were still taped to her thighs.

Nat flinched at even the softest touch. Sarah smiled. Then she stepped back, breathing a little heavier from the effort. My babe.

For a few seconds, nobody said anything.

Sarah came over and sat beside me on the couch. I scooted across, leaving Suki kneeling between us.

Suki looked from Sarah to me. She was much quieter now.

We each reached for one of her tits, idly playing with her nipples, rolling and squeezing them as though the three of us had all the time in the fucking world. But our attention remained on Nat.

Nat hung there, exhausted. Her head was secured to the bench, her breathing still ragged. Tears were streaming down her face, flowing like rivers, there was a puddle on the floor from where she was crying so much. Her eyes were red and puffy, her top lip covered in snot as it dripped from her nose. The leather padding under her pelvis was slick with her pussy juice. All that was missing was milk from her nipples, and this bitch would have been leaking from almost every hole in her pathetic body.

I called Suki over. I took her hand and I spit on it.

"Wash Little Miss Perfect's face with it. Get every drop of liquid and rub it in. Smear her face with it."

Whatever fight Nat had left, Sarah and I knew we'd beaten it out of her. She couldn't see Sarah and I from where she was restrained. She could only hear us. And now there was something else happening behind those eyes. Something deeper.

Nat had always thought she was different from someone like Suki, no matter what Sarah and I did to her.

She still had status.

She still had control.

She still mattered differently.

Watching her now, I could see those certainties beginning to unravel. It was beautiful. And Sarah and I both knew she had further to fall yet.

Suki returned and took her place on the floor. I leaned across her towards Sarah. Suki's eyes followed me. She watched my hand slide beneath Sarah's chin.

I watched Sarah smile as I pulled her towards me. Then I kissed her. Sarah kissed me back. Suki was right underneath us, watching every second of it.

Nat couldn't see a fucking thing. But she could hear it. The soft sounds of our mouths meeting, our tongues playing. The sharp snapping sound we made as we broke each kiss. Sarah's breathing. The silence between kisses. I slowly broke away and cupped Sarah's chin.

"Hey, baby." My voice was soft. "You were so wicked."

My thumb traced slowly down Sarah's cheek as she nuzzled into my hand and closed her eyes. Suki studied the affection we shared. Nat only heard Sarah's quiet little sigh. I kissed Sarah's bottom lip once more. Another soft sound carried across the room.

Nat's breathing hitched. Just once. But I heard it. Sarah heard it too. Neither of us acknowledged it. Nat couldn't see the way I was looking at Sarah. She couldn't see the tenderness between us. She couldn't see Sarah being treated like she was the most precious thing in the room. She could only hear enough to know that it was happening. That probably made it worse.

Suki saw it all clearly.

I smiled at Sarah.

"Come on. We have work to do."

Releasing Sarah's chin, I rested my hand on Suki's head.

"Stay."

I gave her a little pat, like she was a puppy, and left her kneeling there on the floor in front of the sofa. Sarah took a second to admire my arse as I skipped playfully across the room towards the fallen Little Miss Perfect. I crouched beside the bench. Nat's tits were hanging perfectly beneath her. I reached underneath and gave each one a squeeze.

"My, oh my, oh my..."

I tutted.

"Tut, tut, tut. What do we have here?"

Nat groaned. I squeezed her tit even harder.

"You should see how fucking pathetic and disgusting you look."

I leaned down closer to her.

"Less than twenty-four hours ago, it was Hucow tied up and exposed like this. And now look who it is."

I paused.

"Her so-called Mistress."

Another squeeze.

"Her fucking shite team captain."

I dug my nails into her little tits, squeezing them like stress balls.

"You worthless slag. Look at you."

Sarah laughed mockingly behind me. "What are we doing to her next, babe?"

I looked over at the St Andrews Cross.

"Let's get her tied exactly how Hucow was."

Then I looked back down at Nat.

"I want to see the pain behind those big brown eyes of hers."

I released the restraints holding her head and waist in place, while Sarah released her ankle restraints. The moment we tried to move her, we realised just how stiff she'd become. She couldn't fucking walk.

After spending hours restrained in the same position, her body wasn't ready to cooperate. Her legs were stiff, her balance was gone, and whatever strength she'd started the night with had long since deserted her.

Sarah and I both laughed at her struggling to move.

"Please, Miss," she begged. "I need to pee. My bladder is so full. Please, Miss. Let me use the bathroom."

I laughed really hard.

"Bitch, sluts like you don't need a bathroom. You can either piss down your leg like the dirty bitch that you are, or you can squat down and piss on the floor."

She wailed as Sarah and I dragged her by her arms up to the X-cross. Between sobs, Nat pleaded.

"Plllleeeasssseeee, Miss, don't do this. I'm sorrrryyyyyyyy."

We forced her arms up, her shoulders worked like old rusty doors as we pulled them back above her head. Nat whimpered. We slipped her wrists through the leather straps and pulled them tight, locking them in place. Her poor pelvic bones got no respite as we pulled her legs out wider than her shoulders. Nat continued to sob, as I secured her left ankle and Sarah secured her right ankle.

Sarah smiled, biting her lip, and grabbed Little Miss Perfect around the face.

"Will you shut the fuck up? All this sobbing and crying, that's all we have heard from you all this morning. Maybe I need to give you something to shut you up."

Letting go of Nat's face, she gave her a hard slap. Nat's head lurched to the side.

Sarah gave me a knowing wink as I stood less than half a metre from Little Miss Perfect, then went over to the gags. The sound of her boots marking every step.

"These weren't used last night for some reason. Such a shame to waste them, don't you think so, babe?"

Suki was sitting on the side watching, massaging her pussy. Her moans of pleasure getting a little too loud for my liking.

Glaring at her, I said, "You better not cum, bitch. You're here to observe."

"Yes Miss." Sukie raised her hand from between her legs and licked her fingers, nodding at me.

Sarah ran her hand over the various gags, some with a big plastic ball, others with a heart or bone shape. But it was the ring gag that grabbed her attention. A three-inch black rubber ring. She twirled it around as she walked back towards Little Miss Perfect.

Sarah veered off to walk behind her. That was my cue to step forward.

Invading Little Miss Perfect's space, I hissed, "Open, bitch."

She whimpered. "Pleaseeee, don't do this. I thought--"

I grabbed her left nipple and twisted it. It caught her, but she tried to keep her mouth closed.

Smiling at the challenge, I kissed her left ear.

"Aww, you want to play this game? Okay. Okay, you asked for it."

I adjusted my grip ever so slightly and rotated my wrist right through 180 degrees, trying to twist her nipple off her body. She couldn't help but scream. Sarah lunged at her, pushing the rubber O inside her mouth. Letting go of the nipple, I pushed the ring behind her front teeth, stretching Nat's jaw open.

Grabbing her chin, I ran my tongue around my mouth, collecting as much saliva as possible, while holding it there. Sarah grabbed her hair and gave it a sharp pull. Craning her head back. Her mouth was now a wide gaping hole. I spat down her throat.

Laughing, I said, "Keep her there, babe."

We needed to keep Nat hydrated for what was coming. I quickly scanned the room.

"Fuck."

I glared at Suki.

"Don't fucking just sit there, you dumb bitch. Go get me a bottle of water from the kitchen. Hurry up."

Suki jumped up. Normally, I would tell her off for running, but in this instance I wanted her to be fast.

Sarah kept hold of Nat's head, pulling it right back. I leaned over Little Miss Perfect. Her eyes were bloodshot. She tried to look away, but I told her to look at me.

Smiling, I said, "You are a dumb worthless whore. You have no idea how badly you fucked up last night Do you?"

Nat looked down. I roughly grabbed her face, yanking it back so that her eyes met mine. Sarah grabbed her hair to hold her in place.

"For years you have watched me run events like last night. Have you ever seen me act like you did?"

"Nnnh... mm-nnnh." Was her incoherent reply.

The ring gag stopped her mouth moving, but did not stop her from drooling from her tongue down her chin.

"What was it? The rounds? The excitement of the guests? The way Hucow's body reacted?"

I scoffed, "You wanted flexibility, wasn't it? What a waste."

I glanced at Sarah. "Pull a little harder, babe. Don't worry if some hair comes out. Bend this bitch back. Let's get these baby tits sticking out."

"Sure, babe."

Sarah adjusted her grip to the back of the cunt's head wrapping more of Nat's hair between her fingers into her fist. Then she pulled. Hard.

"HNNGH! NNNGH!" Nat's eyes widened.

Suki came running back in with a bottle of water. She was out of breath. I didn't thank her. I just took the water from her and pointed back to her spot.

I unscrewed the cap and stepped between Nat's legs, shoving my knee into the dumb bitch's cunt as I leaned over her. I held the water bottle just above her gaping hole, slowly started pouring the water down her throat.

"Good girl, keep swallowing." I continued to encourage her. "Just keep swallowing..."

She coughed and spluttered as the water trickled over her face.

"Relax your throat. Like you're sucking a cock. Just swallow. Good, good."

Nat looked utterly pathetic, the water started spilling out of her mouth and flowed over her throat and onto tits. Sarah released her head, shoving it forward. Nat coughed and coughed. A little snot bubble formed from her nostril before going back up her nose.

Sarah snuck off, but Little Miss Perfect was too busy being manky and making so many incoherent noises to even notice.

Nat complained, "Khh--nnh! Khh! Mm-nnnh..."

I threw some water in her face and roughly rubbed it into her skin, over her nose, my knee still pressing directly on her clit. I could feel it hardening.

"Look how pathetic you are. Call yourself a lady? I can hardly stand the sight of you."

I gave her five stinging slaps across the face in quick-fire fashion.

"So fucking disgusting."

Sarah snuck up from behind, a blindfold in hand. I kept my reaction the same but pulled my hand away as Sarah put the blindfold over her eyes, fastening it in place. Nat thrashed against the restraints.

"NNGH! NNH! NNH!" More unintelligible babble.

Sarah stepped back around next to me inspecting Little Miss Perfect

"Oh, I forgot. Someone doesn't really like the dark, do they? You fucking baby." She jabbed.

I drew my hand down her body until I reached the hard fullness low in her stomach. I smiled.

"I don't think she's shaking 'cos of the dark, babe. I think this bitch needs to piss. Feel how hard her fucking bladder is."

Nat immediately shook her head. "Nnnh! Nnnh!"

I laughed.

"Babe, where are my headphones?"

"Erm..." Sarah had a quick look around the room. "Should be on the side."

"Suki, bitch, where did you put the headphones?"

"On some chair. I didn't want them broken." She explained, and she started to walk off to get them.

I took out my phone, turned on the Bluetooth and the headphones beeped.

"There they are."

Suki grabbed them and brought them to me.

"Give them to Sarah, not me."

I tapped open Spotify and quickly typed relaxing running water sounds.

Oohh, an hour. Perfect.

I hit play.

The sound of running water filled the headphones as Sarah put them on Nat.

"Nnnh! Nnnh! Nnnh! Nnnh! Nnnh! Nnnh!"

Ignoring her pleading, I turned the volume up, deafening her. I locked the screen, put my phone in my pocket, then reached into my bra and pulled out Nat's phone. I had felt it buzzing all morning. I tapped the screen. Eighteen new messages. I laughed. They would have to wait. I slid my thumb across the screen and quickly started taking pictures, moving the camera around to get the best angles. Click. Click. Click. Click. They were hidden from Nat, by the sound of running water blaring from the headphones.

I flipped the phone to video mode, then pressed my hand low against her abdomen, just above her pubic bone.

Nat protested, "Mm-nnnh! Nnh-mm! Mm-nnnh! Nnh-mm!"

Her arms and legs flexed against the restraints. Between the running water filling her ears and the pressure against her bladder, Nat finally gave in. She let herself go. A steady stream of piss fell between her widely spread legs, forming a puddle on the floor beneath her. I captured it all on camera.

This should please our omorashi fans.

Suki had taken herself off to the side without me noticing. She could still see everything, but with Sarah and me completely focused on Little Miss Perfect, she obviously thought she could get away with being sneaky.

I glanced over. She was lying on the floor, legs wide, fucking herself with her right hand while her left hand played with her tits.

"Fuck!"

Sarah looked at me, shocked.

I ran straight over and grabbed Suki's wrist, ripping her hand away from her cunt. Just in fucking time. Suki froze. I stared down at her.

"You fucking little sneaky bitch."

Her eyes widened. "Miss--"

"You were going to cum without permission, weren't you?"

"No, Miss, I--"

Grabbing her hair, I dragged her backwards along the floor.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Miss, you're hurting me! Stop!"

"Be quiet," Sarah told her.

I looked over at the big puddle of piss. Little Miss Perfect's stream had almost stopped, but not quite.

"Grab a leg, babe."

Sarah gripped Suki's right leg. I let go of her hair and grabbed her left. Together, we spun her around until we were facing the pissing bitch, then pushed Suki backwards across the floor until her hair slid straight through the puddle of piss. We shook her from side to side, dragging her hair through it as the last few droplets of wee fell directly onto her pretty little face.

Her hair was fucking ruined. Suki tried to push herself up.

Sara put her boot on her right tit pushing her back down. "Stay."

Suki froze.

I pointed back towards the floor. "Right there, bitch. Don't fucking move."

Suki looked at me, then at Sarah. "Miss..."

"I said stay," through gritted teeth.

She lowered herself back down with a, "Yes, Miss."

I smiled at the position we'd left her in.

"Good girl."

Sarah and I walked away toward the sofa leaving her there. I dropped down beside Sarah and pulled Nat's phone back out. The screen lit up. Even more messages were waiting. Sarah leaned against me.

"Fuck me. Popular girl."

I laughed and unlocked the phone. I opened WhatsApp.

"Let's see what they're saying."

Sarah rested her head against my shoulder as I started scrolling through the replies. The first few were exactly what I'd expected. Then one made me laugh.

"Oh, babe. Listen to this."

Sarah looked up. I read it to her.

"Well well ???? the chameleon finally showing her true colours.

When I met u and Sarah for that drink I KNEW u weren't partners. You tried sooo hard to hide this pathetic little bitch from me ???? Could barely keep eye contact and kept playing with your hair trying to make out you were just being playful.

Nah babe. I saw straight through you. Deep down you're nothing like Sarah. You're a fucking wannabe ????

And yeah I want the pics. BADLY.

You wanna be shown off? Trust me bitch, I'll fucking show you off ????"

Sarah burst out laughing. "No fucking way."

"Yep."

I scrolled again. Another message. Then another.

Sarah reached across and took the phone from me.

"Give me that."

She started reading for herself.

"After watching you suck my boyfriend's cock last night ???? yeahhh I definitely want the naked pics. Need to show my friends who the best little cocksucker I know really is ????????"

Sarah laughed.

Ping. Ping

I looked across the room. Little Miss Perfect was still on the X-cross, blindfolded, the headphones covering her ears. She couldn't hear us. She couldn't see us. She had absolutely no fucking idea that Sarah and I were sitting comfortably on the sofa reading messages from her own phone. Suki hadn't moved. She was exactly where I'd told her to stay.

Sarah nudged me.

"Babe." She was grinning as she held the phone towards me. "Read that."

I took it from her.

"Well this made me laugh ???? Little Miss Perfect finally letting everyone see what I knew was there all those years ago.

You spent half of school acting like butter wouldn't melt, Nat. I always knew there was another side to you ???? Some things really don't change.

And yes, I want the pics. Every fucking one of them.

Heard you're out tonight too. Good. It's been far too long, Little Miss Perfect ????"

I looked at Sarah.

She smiled, "Tonight is going to be interesting."

I laughed and handed the phone back to her.

Ping.

Another message appeared. Sarah locked the screen and passed the phone back to me. I slipped Nat's phone back into my bra, making sure to put it back on silent.

For now, Little Miss Perfect had suffered enough. Or at least she thought she had.

Sarah lifted my arm and put her head back on my boob, kissing it through my top. I reached down with my hand and edged her skirt further up her thigh exposing her wet spot.

Pulling my phone out, I checked how long the sound track had left to play. Forty minutes. Almost midday.

"Right, let's get these pics sorted while we wait for the track to stop."

I connected my phone to the cameras that had been placed around the room which captured last night's events. Team Sarah's camera first. Eighty-eight pictures.

"Not bad for ten minutes."

I downloaded all eighty-eight straight into the 'Slutty Sale' folder I'd made earlier. I disconnected and connected to the second camera. I was going to call it Team Nat, but just seeing the name made me laugh.

"Hmm. Only seventy-five on the second camera." I mused.

"Seventy-five pictures in ten minutes is impressive," Sarah said.

"Yeah, but it's still thirteen less."

I downloaded those seventy-five files into the exact same folder. Everything was together now. Nat's private pics. Suki. Hucow. Everything we'd just taken of Little Miss Perfect this morning. All in one fucking place.

Sarah had moved her head down into my lap. She pulled her skirt further up herself.

"Play with me, baby, while we look. I need your fingers in me."

I handed her the phone and pulled her skirt up around her waist. I tapped her bald cunt wetting my finger before slowly starting to rub her clit.

Sarah started scrolling.

"Hmm, I like that one of Suki. And that one. Look how I have her there."

She tilted the phone towards me.

"Fuck. That one leaves nothing to the imagination. It shows everything."

I laughed.

"Keep it."

She selected it and carried on scrolling as my fingers continued moving over her and then dove between her labia. I used two fingers to spread her lips open, then gently caressed them.

"And that one."

Tap.

"Ooh, definitely that one."

Tap.

"Don't just select your team's pics Sarah. Throw some good ones of Hucow in there."

"Grrr, but my team won. It's not even."

I pinched her clit to cut her off, her cunt now dripping.

"Ooohhh, fuck." She let out a soft, "Misssss..."

"Good girl, sweetie."

Sarah's hips started to roll as we carried on selecting picture after picture. Every time she found one she particularly liked, she'd turn the phone towards me, and every time my fingers found exactly the right place, she'd forget about the fucking pictures altogether for a few seconds.

Eventually, I looked at how many we'd selected.

"Right. One hundred. That's enough."

We'd originally decided Nat would have twenty-five from her private collection included, no matter what. Then the winning team would get forty pictures and the losing team thirty-five. Sarah's team had won. So that should have made it simple. Twenty-five of Nat, Suki had forty and thirty-five of Hucow, making a total of one hundred.

Sarah sat up and straddled my body.

"Well, considering I won, I think I should get a bonus prize."

She pulled her top up and put her tits right in my face.

"Suck on one, Miss," she said playfully.

Wrapping my hand around her right tit, I pulled it to my lips and sucked her nipple into my mouth. I continued gently sucking on it, swirling my tongue around and over her nipple. My hands slid down her back to cup her arse. I felt her nipple harden in my mouth.

"Nooo fair," she panted. "You know that's my most sensitive TIT!!!"

She looked back down at the phone.

"So that's it?"

I stopped and pulled away from her tit.

"Actually... No."

Sarah looked at me. "No?"

I smiled.

"Hucow didn't lose."

"What?"

"Actually, Little Miss Perfect fucking lost."

Sarah's smile slowly grew to match mine.

I took the phone from her and looked through the selection again.

"I said the winning team gets forty and the losing team gets thirty-five. Five fucking pictures difference. But why should I punish Hucow for Nat being such a useless fuckwit?"

Sarah laughed. "Ohhh, babe."

"Hucow's already been through enough. I'm not taking anything else from her."

Sarah rubbed her hard wet nipple on my cheek.

"So what are you going to do?"

I looked across the room at Little Miss Perfect. Still blindfolded. Still listening to the running water. Still without a fucking clue. I took it all in while I made a decision. Then I looked back at the phone.

"I'm taking ten off Hucow. And putting them on Nat."

Sarah's eyes widened. She burst out laughing.

"Fuck off!"

"Nope."

I changed the selection. Hucow dropped from thirty-five to twenty-five. Everything was already together in the same folder, so I simply carried on through Nat's private pictures. Sarah was laughing as she watched me.

"You're actually doing it."

"The cunt shouldn't have fucking lost."

The original five-picture penalty wasn't enough anymore.

Sarah looked at the totals: Forty for Suki. Twenty-five of Hucow. And thirty-five of Nat. Still exactly one hundred pictures.

Sarah grinned. "That's fucking evil."

"No. That's fucking fair."

I looked back across at Little Miss Perfect.

"I'm not punishing Hucow because her team lost. I'm punishing her fucking team captain."

Sarah laughed and kissed me, her tongue all over the inside of my mouth. She broke the kiss.

"Tell them."

I opened the group chat. Messages were still coming through, but I ignored them and started typing.

Results are in, ladies ????

Team Sara Wins! ????

As promised, the winning captain and I have personally handpicked 100 pics for you, and trust me, you will NOT be disappointed. ????

Here's the final selection:

40 - Suki @ £3 each

25 - Hucow @ £3 each

35 - Little Miss Perfect @ £12 each @

You absolutely do NOT have to buy the whole collection. Pick as many or as few as you want and mix and match between the three of them to suit your budget. Just send Sarah or me the numbers of the pics you want. ????

Or, if you don't fancy choosing, £615 gets you the complete collection - all 100 pics. ????

And remember, once you've paid for your pics and I've sent them over, they're yours. Save them, share them, show them off -- what you do with them after that is entirely up to you. I won't be asking questions. ????

ALL orders must go through Sarah or me. Do not place your order in this group.

Why?

Because as soon as I've finished here, this group is being fucking deleted.

And our losing captain will have absolutely no fucking idea these pics even exist outside her phone--unless you want her to, of course. ????????????????

Payment is by wire transfer. You all already have either mine or Sarah's bank details, so you know where to send it.

No payment, no pics. Your order will be delivered once your payment has cleared.

And let me make one thing very fucking clear...

Not a single penny goes to Nat. ????

Now, before anyone points out my maths, yes... Little Miss Perfect was originally only getting 25 pics from her private collection. The winning team was supposed to get 40 and the losing team 35.

But I changed my mind.

Hucow isn't paying the price because her team captain couldn't fucking win. So I've taken 10 from Hucow's allocation and replaced them with another 10 from Little Miss Perfect's private collection. ????

That means you're getting 35 of Nat instead of 25.

As for our losing captain herself... well, let's just say she's a little tied up right now, so unfortunately she wasn't available to help us with the selection. ????????

All orders AND payments need to be with Sarah or me by 8pm tonight.

The winning captain and I personally chose every single one, so trust me when I tell you...

You're going to fucking love them. ????

After all, losing has consequences.

This time, the cost of losing is Little Miss Perfect's privacy. ????

Enjoy, ladies.

Miss x

Sarah was reading over my shoulder by the time I finished.

She bit her lip. "Send it."

I looked across the room at Little Miss Perfect. She still couldn't see or hear us. And had absolutely no fucking idea that while Sarah and I had been sitting here playing with each other and looking through the pictures, her original twenty-five had quietly become thirty-five.

I hit send. Almost immediately, my phone buzzed. Then again. And again. I smiled.

Sarah looked down at it. "Already?"

"Looks like it."

I didn't open the messages. They could wait.

There was one last thing I needed to do first. I picked up Nat's phone and went back into WhatsApp. I deleted the group, then worked my way through anything else that could give the game away. Messages. Notifications. Anything that might make Little Miss Perfect look at her phone later and think, Hang on... what the fuck happened here?

Gone. As far as Nat would be concerned, none of it had ever fucking happened.

Sarah watched me finish.

"All clean?"

I checked once more.

"All clean."

I locked Nat's phone and slipped it away.

My own phone buzzed again signaling another order. I smiled. The damage was already done.

Sarah finally pulled her top back down and climbed off me, straightening her skirt as the sound of running water continued across the room. Then, suddenly, it stopped.

Silence.

After an hour of constant noise, the room felt fucking strange without it. Little Miss Perfect reacted immediately, lifting her head beneath the blindfold. Sarah and I stood up and walked over to the St Andrews Cross.

"Stay," I said, looking down at Suki.

For once, she didn't argue. She stayed exactly where she was, staring up at Nat's wet cunt.

I removed the headphones. Little Miss Perfect immediately started making noises through the ring gag.

"Nnnh... nnnh!"

I didn't answer her.

Nat's head had moved towards the sound of us approaching, trying to work out where we were now that she could finally hear the room again. Sarah stepped behind her and removed the blindfold. Nat blinked several times as her eyes adjusted to the light.

The first thing she saw was me. Then Sarah, as she came to join me. Finally she looked down at Suki, laying on the floor in a puddle of her piss, looking up at her. For a few seconds, nobody said anything. Nat couldn't. The ring gag was still strapped firmly in place.

She looked fucking exhausted. Her eyes were red from crying, drool covering her chin and tits, her body stiff, her hair a mess. She looked like a well used whore. Whatever fight Little Miss Perfect had started with yesterday had gone thanks to our treatment of her. She looked like she had all those years ago when I first tied her to the cross.

Sarah looked at me. She slowly undid the gag while I eased the ring out past Nat's teeth. Little Miss Perfect opened and closed her mouth, working her aching jaw like a worn out marionette.

I sighed, "Let's get her down."

We started releasing the restraints carefully. The second her weight came away from the X, her legs nearly gave way.

"arghh"

"Easy." I urged.

Sarah caught one side of her while I took the other. For all the laughing we'd done, neither of us wanted her crashing onto the fucking floor. We helped her across to the sofa and lowered her onto it. Nat leaned back and closed her eyes. For the first time all morning, nobody was doing anything to her.

No counting.

No laughing in her face.

No fucking instructions.

No taunting.

Just silence.

My phone buzzed, vibrating against me. I ignored it.

Nat's eyes opened slightly. Sarah heard my phone too. She looked at me. I gave her the smallest smile. Another order. I smirked, Little Miss Perfect didn't have a fucking clue. I let her rest for a few minutes before looking over at Suki.

"Right. Up," my tone, firm and decisive.

Suki slowly pushed herself off the floor.

"Kitchen."

She looked at me, then towards Nat. "What about her?"

I smiled.

"You can help."

Sarah and I got Nat back onto her feet. Her legs were stiff and shaky, so between the three of us we helped her slowly through to the kitchen.

"Easy, Little Miss Perfect," Suki teased.

Nat glared at her.

"She was too tired and sore to speak."

Seeing her this weak and pathetic made me smile more than any comeback would have.

We sat both of her down at the kitchen table. Suki immediately looked towards the cupboards. Then the fridge. I caught her.

"Hungry?"

She nodded.

"Starving, Miss."

Nat didn't say anything. She couldn't. But the way her eyes followed me towards the kitchen counter told me everything I needed to know.

Sarah noticed too.

"Aww. Look at them."

I laughed.

After everything they'd been through, both sluts clearly thought bringing them into the kitchen meant we were finally going to feed them.

I opened the fridge.

Suki actually sat up straighter.

I pulled out the bottle of wine.

Her face dropped.

Sarah burst out laughing.

"Oh, Suki."

"Miss." Suki whined.

"What?" I asked sweetly.

"I thought we were eating!"

"You thought wrong." I laughed.

I poured Sarah a glass and then one for myself. Nat watched me put the bottle down. Then her eyes moved towards the sink.

She swallowed, then said in a hoarse broken voice, "Can I have some water, please? I'm so thirsty."

I looked at Suki.

"You?"

Suki looked down, "Yes, Miss."

"Of course you fucking are."

I poured them a glass of water each and placed them down in front of them.

Suki stared at hers. "That's it?"

"That's it bitch."

Nat looked at her glass, and with shaking hands slowly picked it up and put it to her lips. She took a drink.

Her voice was rough. "Thank you, Miss."

"Good girl."

"See, Suki? That's how you show appreciation and be a good little slut. Not 'Is that it?' like some ungrateful bitch. If you don't want it, I'll take it away and you'll have nothing."

"No, no, Miss. I'm sorry. I want it. Thank you Miss." Trying her best to be contrite.

"That's better."

Sarah opened the fridge again, pulled out some cooked meat and started making a salad for the two of us.

Suki's mouth dropped open.

"You're fucking joking."

Sarah responded with, "Nope." Not even bothering to look up from preparing our meal.

I sat down beside Sarah as she put our late brunch on the table. Nat and Suki sat opposite us. Each with one glass of water. Nothing else.

Sarah lifted her wine.

"To the winning captain. Me."

I tapped my glass against hers.

"Don't fucking start."

She laughed and took a sip.

Across the table, Suki stared at our food like a pitiful street urchin with her face pressed against a restaurant window. Nat took another drink of water. For once, Little Miss Perfect didn't complain. She just looked fucking exhausted.

My phone buzzed against me again. Then again. Sarah's eyes flicked towards it.

"More?"

I smiled and turned it face down on the table.

"Looks like it."

Nat barely reacted. She had no fucking idea. And for now, that was exactly how I wanted it.

Hucow was still asleep upstairs.

For a few minutes, Sarah and I simply ate. It felt almost ridiculously normal after the morning we'd just had.

Sarah eventually looked towards the stairs.

"What are we doing with Hucow?"

"I'll wake her up in a bit. Tell her her Uber's here."

Sarah smiled.

"What are you sending her home in?"

I thought about it. Then I laughed.

"Nat's coat."

Sarah nearly choked on her wine.

"You're fucking horrible."

"She needs something to wear."

I took another bite of food.

"And I've got some old skirts upstairs that'll fit Nat."

Sarah immediately looked interested. "Obviously we're shortening them."

"Obviously."

"And a tight little tank top."

Sarah grinned.

"Little Miss Perfect is going out to dinner like that?" She made a circular gesture at Nat with her fork.

I glanced across at Nat. She was slumped back in her chair, eyes closed again.

Dinner-That was when the next part of the day would begin.

Sarah nodded subtly towards Nat.

"You controlling her lush vibrator tonight?"

I shook my head.

"No. You can have Little Miss Perfect's. I'll take Suki's lush."

Sarah raised her glass. "Deal."

Suki looked between us.

"What are you two talking about?"

I took a breath, "Nothing you need to worry about... yet."

Her eyes narrowed.

I smiled.

"And we're keeping them hungry." I announced.

Suki's mouth dropped open.

"Miss!"

Sarah laughed.

"Mean."

"No. Think about it. They're already tired, stiff and achy." I pointed out. "Let them spend the afternoon thinking about food as well."

Nat opened her eyes.

"You're seriously not feeding us?" She groaned.

"Not yet."

"But--"

I held up my hand to cut Nat off.

"Dinner." Nat stared at me. I smiled. "Think of it as a reward."

Suki looked suspicious. "What's the catch?"

Sarah laughed.

"She knows you too fucking well."

I took a sip of wine.

"They just won't necessarily like all the conditions attached to the reward." I added matter of factly.

Suki groaned. Nat closed her eyes again.

My phone buzzed. Then twice more.

Sarah looked at me.

"Jesus."

I picked it up this time. Orders. Exactly as I'd expected. I didn't need to answer them yet. They had until eight. I put the phone back down again.

Across the table, Nat finally sat forward again, rubbing her face. She looked around the kitchen. Then down beside her chair. Her brow creased.

Sarah noticed it too. "What?" she asked casually.

Nat looked around again.

"My phone."

I said nothing.

"Where's my phone?" Nat sounded confused.

Sarah looked at me. Just for a fraction of a second. Then back at Nat.

"Didn't you leave it at home?"

Nat frowned.

"No. I..." She stopped. "I thought I brought it."

Sarah shrugged. "Did you?"

Nat stared at her. "I... fuck. I don't know." She sighed.

I picked up my wine and took a sip.

"Check your bag later." I suggested.

Nat rubbed her forehead.

"Yeah."

She leaned back in her chair.

"Maybe I left it at home."

I looked at Sarah. Sarah looked at me. Neither of us said a fucking word.

My phone buzzed once more.

Nat didn't even look up.

I smiled into my wine. This morning, in this very same kitchen, is where I'd found her phone. Little Miss Perfect thought she'd lost her phone. She had absolutely no idea what she'd really lost.