Suki's Punishing UK Trip Pt. 05

Suki's Punishing Trip to the UK - Part 5: Little Miss Perfect Exposed

Author's Note:

Welcome back to Suki's story! This part continues her visit to the UK, which is now officially a series where each installment deals with a different stage of her trip. To keep track of the timeline and who's who at tonight's dinner table, make sure to catch up on the previous chapters of Suki's Punishing Trip to the UK.

As Sarah and I were finishing our late brunch, I inspected the two naked sluts sitting at our table. Nat, our Little Miss Perfect, was slumped in her chair. She was completely knackered after the beating her pussy had taken. Suki was slouching over, her big brown eyes were heavy, she was barely able to keep them open--but that didn't keep her from watching us eat. She looked like an exhausted sad puppy hoping for a table scrap. I glared at Suki. As she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her ripe, musky odour reached my nose, making me screw up my face. I remembered her laying in a pool of Nat's piss, her hair soaked.

"You fucking stink. Go upstairs and run yourself a bath."

She stood up and started to walk away.

"Oi!" I snapped my fingers. Her head turned toward me as I pointed down. "Get on your fucking hands and knees and crawl upstairs, like the filthy fucking bitch that you are."

Suki whined.

Sarah gave her leg a kick from underneath the table.

"You heard her. Fucking crawl, bitch."

Suki dropped onto her hands and knees and crawled across the floor towards the door. Right hand first, then her left knee, then her left hand, followed by her right knee. This made her gorgeous ass roll, and her cheeks parted with each movement, giving Sarah and I a wonderful view of her submissive cunt and arsehole. She glanced back over her shoulder at us, looking for our approval. When she got none, she continued out of the kitchen, along the hallway, and up the stairs. Once I heard her crawling across the landing upstairs, I nudged Sarah and put my finger to my lips.

I slid off my chair and quietly opened one of the kitchen drawers. I pulled out a black Sharpie and a little notepad. I scribbled on the pad a couple of times to make sure the pen still worked. Perfect.

I walked back over to Little Miss Perfect. She was still slumped forward in her chair with her head on the table, completely out of it. As I moved behind her, Sarah raised an eyebrow at me.

Very gently, I gathered Nat's hair in my hands and moved it away from her shoulders, tucking it down beside her neck between her head and her arm. I massaged the back of her head for a few seconds and felt her relax even more, then leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

"Sleep, baby," I whispered.

Standing back up, I pulled the cap off the Sharpie and put it on the end. I ran my fingers over the pale skin high on Nat's back, right between her shoulder blades and just below her neck.

Sarah was already half standing, trying to look over the table to see what I was doing.

I grinned at her and pressed the Sharpie against Nat's skin and started writing in big black capital letters across the top of her back:

TELL ME I HAVE

SMALL TITS

I stepped back and looked at it. Sarah put her hand over her mouth, trying so fucking hard not to laugh.

I put my finger to my lips. "Shhh."

Nat didn't move. The stupid bitch didn't have a fucking idea what I had done--and that was what made it funny. Anyone standing behind her tonight would be able to read it straight away. Nat, on the other hand, wouldn't have a fucking clue why people kept telling her she had small tits.

I could already imagine her face after the second or third person said it.

Glancing over at Sarah, I smiled. I wasn't fucking finished. I pressed the Sharpie back against Nat's skin and wrote another message directly underneath the first.

MAKE ME CRY, BITCHES

Sarah's eyes went wide. She stared at Nat's back and then looked at me, silently mouthing, "Oh, you fucking bitch." I just smiled at her.

Nat stirred slightly, so I quickly lifted the pen away and stroked the back of her head.

"Shhh, baby, you're okay. Go back to sleep."

She sighed and settled back down again. I glanced down at her back, checking my handiwork. The thick black writing stood out perfectly against her pale skin.

TELL ME I HAVE

SMALL TITS

And underneath it:

MAKE ME CRY, BITCHES

Poor Little Miss Perfect would have no idea it was even there. I put the cap back on the Sharpie and slipped it down my cleavage so it rested on Nat's phone. This was going to be so much fun stitching Nat up.

Sarah looked at Nat's back again and bit her lip, still trying not to laugh. Neither of us said anything. We didn't need to. We both knew exactly what was coming later. Nat could find out at dinner.

I motioned for Sarah to leave "Sleeping Beauty" where she was and we quietly made our way out of the kitchen.

"Poor thing," I whispered once we were through the door. "She is so exhausted after taking all that punishment."

Sarah started laughing as I gently pulled the kitchen door closed behind us.

I took out my phone and checked the time. 1:30 p. m.

I opened up my contacts, selected the one I wanted and walked down into the playroom with Sarah just behind me. After closing the door behind us, I placed the call. The phone rang a few times, and then it was answered.

"Hello."

Hey Rob, it's me. I need you to come to my farmhouse to take one of my guests home. I'll give you her address when you arrive. Also, once you have dropped her off, you will need to come back to the farmhouse to pick up my other three guests and drive us back into town. The table is booked for eight o'clock, so you'll need to pick us up around six."

"Okay, no problem, Ma'am. I'll be there to pick your guest up."

"Thank you. See you in an hour or so."

I ended the call and looked at Sarah. "Let's get to work."

I opened the playroom door and we made our way upstairs.

Sarah followed me into the bathroom, where Suki was lying slumped in the bath, bubbles and water up to her neck, her eyes closed.

I sat on the edge of the bath and put my hand in the water.

"This bath is far too warm, and you have way too many bubbles. You don't need all of this."

I pulled the plug out, and Sarah and I watched the water slowly drain away from her body. Feeling the water level dropping, Suki started to protest, but I quickly told her to shut up.

"You don't need all this water."

Once the water line was at her ankles, I put the plug back in, splashing the remaining water up over her cunt.

Suki protested. "Miss, it's cold now."

Laughing, I looked down at her.

"Aww, you poor thing. You're all cold."

I watched the goosebumps rise across her tits and arms.

"Then maybe I should warm you up."

Reaching down between her legs, I started playing with her clit, peeling her hood back, my finger brushing back and forth over her increasingly swollen clit. Her eyes closed and her back arched, pushing her ass out of the shallow water.

I instantly stopped.

She let out a loud whine, just like a puppy wanting to be let out of its crate.

I gave her cunt a hard slap, sending her juices and what little bath water remained shooting against the tiled walls.

She screamed from the slap.

"Don't be such a baby" I barely touched you. Her hands fell between her legs, and she started to rub herself. I slapped them away.

"No touching"

"It hurts, Miss." She continued to rub herself.

"Nonsense, you just want to rub your needy little cunt."

I pulled her hands away, lifting her arms out of the bath. She raised her hips, making her ass rise a few inches out of the water.

"Put your ass back in the water."

As she lowered her hips down into the few inches of water that remained in the tub, I bent her arms behind her head.

I called out for Sarah. "Babe, come hold these for me."

Sarah walked over to the bath, took hold of Suki's wrists and pulled them down over the edge of the tub. With her shoulders pulled back, Suki's tits were pushed forward. They were covered in goosebumps, and droplets of water ran down her skin.

Running my fingertips around the curve of each tit, I brushed away the last beads of water from her skin. They were cold to the touch, and her nipples were already hard. But I had seen them harder. Flicking my hair back, I leant down and kissed her left nipple, rolling my tongue around it before sealing my lips around it and giving it a good hard suck.

Suki squirmed underneath me, her breath ragged as I let the hard nipple pop from my mouth. I pinched it between my fingers.

"What do you say, bitch, when your Miss gives you attention?"

"Miss, please. I'm cold and I'm tired. I just wanted a nice warm bath and some respite. Please, can I have my warm bath back?"

The sharp pop of the slap I landed on her tit made her shoulders instantly hitch.

"That doesn't sound like someone who's grateful for the attention, especially when I'm being nice. Maybe I should be a little meaner, so you can appreciate me more?"

I slid off the edge of the bath and removed my leggings and panties. Stepping into the bath, I put my hands against the wall for balance as I started to squat over her tits.

"Maybe you're right, slut. Maybe you deserve a little warm water after all." Smiling, I place my fingers on my pussy and push back my labia, squatting down more.

Suki's eyes went wide as she realised what was about to happen.

"No. No. Miss, please. Don't."

She fought against Sarah's grip, pulling desperately at her wrists while her legs kicked against the bottom of the bath. Her whole body twisted as she tried to get away, but there was nowhere for her to go.

"Sarah! Let me fucking go! Miss, please! I promise I am no longer cold, you don't need to do this."

Her voice cracked on the last word. She was breathing fast now, panic taking over as she shook her head from side to side.

"No, no, no. Please don't."

My warm yellow piss hit her skin like a hose, spraying and splashing all over her tits and body.

She screamed in anguish and disgust.

Once I was done, I picked up some of Suki's hair and used it to wipe myself clean. Laughing, I looked over at Sarah.

"This new toilet paper is so soft, Sarah. You really must try it."

As I climbed out of the tub, the bath water still had my piss in it, grinning at Sarah, I turned on the cold tap.

"There now, you can have a nice cold bath to help you appreciate what a loving and caring Mistress that I am."

"Fuck! Miss, no! It's fucking freezing!"

She tried to pull her arms forward again, looking desperately between me and Sarah.

"Please! I've had enough. I'm fucking exhausted, I'm cold, and I just want to get out." Her voice cracked and tears started running down her cheeks. "Please, Miss. I just want to go to bed."

"Aww" I splashed the cold, piss-stained bath water over her body. "You have five minutes to get washed and dried, bitch."

Sarah released her arms as I pulled my leggings back on and washed my hands in the sink.

Before walking away, Sarah gave Suki's face a hard, stinging slap.

"Next time, show some fucking gratitude. Bitch."

Sarah gave me a quick kiss and a big hug. "You are the best, babes."

"Time to wake up our other Sleeping Beauty."

Sarah smiled. "Okay, babes."

We walked down the hallway into our room; I opened up my bag and pulled out my twelve inch heart-shaped riding crop, and tucked it under my arm. Sarah was biting her lip as I walked back past her in the hallway.

I gently turned the guest bedroom door handle and slowly pushed it open. From the doorway, I could see the naked Hucow spread out on her side, sleeping diagonally across the bed, illuminated by the light from the hallway. One leg was curled up while the other was stretched out straight. Strands of messy hair fell across her cheek, her mouth hung slightly open.

I quietly stepped inside the room toward the foot of the bed. Sarah followed me in. Removing the crop from under my arm, I moved to the side of the bed. Hucow's bare right fat ass cheek was begging to be struck, and who was I to argue?

I lowered the crop and aimed right for the middle of her cheek. After taking a few practice swings to be sure my aim was accurate, I raised my arm behind my head and swung it forward.

The crop whistled through the air with a loud "SWISSHHH--CRACK!" and landed with such force that it bent back on impact. I watched her ass cheek flex and wobble like a jelly from the strike. The heart imprinted itself into her skin

Hucow jumped up, grabbing her ass.

"Oww! Oww! Oww!"

Sarah closed the door and switched on the main lights.

Now wide awake, Hucow looked around the room.

"What the fuck, Miss?" Her voice was shaking, and tears were already forming in her eyes.

I walked back around the bed and swung the crop at her exposed thigh. Not quite as hard this time, but still hard enough to make a tear fall from her eye and roll down her cheek.

"Oh good, you're awake."

She was shaking, trying to cover herself up. Her hands moved between her udders and pussy, unable to decide which parts to block.

I passed the crop to Sarah.

"My driver will be here shortly to take you home. You did well yesterday, but you lost. That wasn't all your fault; most of it was Nat's fault. As a result, I'm letting you off the leash tonight and putting Little Miss Perfect in your place. Everything that happens to her would have happened to you, so you can take some comfort knowing you won't be as tied up or humiliated as Nat will be."

Hucow blinked, trying to clear the tears from her eyes. I moved behind her and put my chin on her shoulder, my mouth really close to her right ear. I reached round and cupped her fat udders. I ran my thumbs over her teats, encouraging them to stiffen.

Speaking softly in a whisper, I said, "Even though it was not entirely your fault, these udders are far too fucking healthy to just allow you to go home, after such a big loss. I mean, what kind of owner and Mistress would I be if Sarah here couldn't punish these fat udders for your defeat? Hmm?"

I smiled. "You should be asking us to leave heart-shaped marks up and down these fat, juicy udders, for being such a fucking loser, Hucow."

Sarah was licking her lips and ominously flexing the crop in her hands.

Hucow started crying.

Sarah stepped forward, and ran the crop down her right udder. I lifted it up and offered it to Sarah.

"Beg her whore. Beg her to fucking smack it. Beg her to punish you for being such a pathetic loser."

Hucow sniffed and let out a small, "moo."

"Please, smack my udder for being such a loser."

Sarah, smiled evilly, "As you ask so nicely how can I refuse such a heartfelt request. Squeeze her udder, babe".

I squeezed it, and Sarah swung the crop--smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. Ten hard, fast strikes all on the same spot.

"FUCK!" Hucow screamed.

A red heart appeared on her pale white skin.

She jerked forward with a broken little "moo," tears spilling down her cheeks as she tried to twist away from Sarah.

"FUCK, fuck, fuck! That fucking hurt!"

Looking up, Hucow saw Sarah eyeing her untouched udder. She sobbed harder.

"Please... please, not the other one." She begged.

Her eyes darted between Sarah and the crop, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks.

"Please, Sarah. It fucking hurts. I've learnt my lesson." Her voice cracked as she tried to pull herself together.

She looked up at Sarah with the saddest tear-filled eyes she could muster, and then uttered a quiet, pathetic, pleading "moo?"

Sarah grinned, gently stroked the tit with the leather crop, and declaired, "Your Mistress is offering up this fucking pathetic, fat udder for punishment, so she must want it punished. She already told you to beg for it once; does she need to repeat herself?"

Sarah raised an eyebrow and the crop.

Hucow swallowed hard, already knowing what was expected of her. She sniffed, trying to get herself under control.

"Please, Sarah..." Her voice cracked and she stopped, squeezing her eyes shut for a second, before forcing herself to continue. "Please punish my pathetic fucking losing udder."

"Good girl. See. How hard was that? Of course I'll punish you for being such a pathetic loser, but given how you made me wait, I think this udder gets double. Wouldn't you agree, Miss?"

"Absolutely."

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

Hucow screamed, and twisted her body with every smack. By the time Sarah finally stopped, she was sobbing uncontrollably, and struggling to catch her breath. For a few seconds she couldn't even speak.

She just stood there crying, her whole body trembling as she stared down at the deep red heart sitting high in the centre of her udder.

"Fuck... Sarah..." Her voice broke and another sob escaped her.

Letting go of her udders, I moved back round in front of Hucow and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Look at me."

Her big green eyes blinked through the tears, before she looked up at me.

I used my thumb to wipe a few tears from her cheek before leaning in and kissing her passionately, sliding my tongue into her mouth. I felt her body soften as she melted into my arms.

"You look so beautiful like this, slut. Doesn't she, Sarah?"

"Yes, she does. Hucow, you're so much more fuckable when you've got tears streaming down your face and marks all over your fat body."

As I held Hucow in my arms, she sighed and began to relax.

Sarah moved behind her. She bent her knees slightly, drawing her arm back ready to swing.

She gave me a look, silently asking permission.

I smiled.

Sarah swung.

Another loud "SWISSHHH--CRACK!"

Hucow's eyes filled with pain and fresh tears. She screamed and hopped on the spot, desperately trying to ease the sting in her cheeks.

Sarah was already positioned for number two.

I pulled Hucow's arms away and pinned them behind her back.

Sarah didn't need a second invitation. She swung again.

"SWISSHHH--CRACK!" The sound was magical.

Sarah was clearly enjoying herself.

"Awww, did that hurt, slut? Oh, look at your little face. It really fucking hurt, didn't it? Oh, yes it did."

Sarah laughed, leaning closer to admire the red heart on Hucow's ass.

"Fat bitch. And look at that--you mark so fucking easily. Isn't that adorable?"

She glanced at me. "Come look, babe. I barely put any force into those swings and the heart is really visible."

I let go of Hucow and walked behind her. Her left ass cheek had two lovely red hearts; the right ass cheek had my one heart.

"Hmm, I agree. I think she needs two, possibly three more. Maybe one more in this area..." I pointed and circled the air around her lower right ass cheek. "Maybe one just below it, ooh, then the final one can go here..." I pointed to her lower left cheek. Hucow had no idea where we were suggesting to put her next red heart.

Sarah laughed. "Maybe, but I was thinking I should go here... and here... and then maybe a third there..."

She didn't actually point at anything; she was just trying to fuck with Hucow's head. I looked at her ass, and I finally ran my hand over both cheeks, which caused Hucow to shiver and tremble.

In a broken voice, she begged, "Please, no more, please, please. I'm begging you no more. I promise to be a good girl for you, please."

Sarah raked her nails across her ass.

"Bend yourself over the bed and spread those fat fucking legs, you fucking pathetic loser."

Hucow did as she was told. Her udders and face buried into the mattress, her hands gripping the sheets as her fat ass and cunt were on full display.

Sarah gave her an exaggerated little smile.

"Awww, look at you. What a good little fucking dumb-cunt whore you are. You can follow instructions after all. Are you ready?"

"Mm-mm! Mm-mm! Mm-mm! Mm-mm!" was the response.

We both laughed, as Sarah lined up the crop just below where she had struck her a few minutes ago.

I moved in close beside Hucow so she could feel my presence, but also because I wanted to see, hear, and feel how Hucow shook and cried with each stroke.

Sarah walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss, before getting back into striking position. Then, without any warning, she struck. She dealt three fast, hard blows, one after the other.

SWISSHHH--CRACK!

SWISSHHH--CRACK!

SWISSHHH--CRACK!

Sarah and I saw Hucow's skin ripple and flex and watched the heart-shaped marks rise and redden on her skin.

Hucow was crying hard into the bed. Climbing off her, I gave her cunt a smack.

"Get ready to go. Don't be long, Rob will be here soon to take you home."

Sarah scolded her. "Awww, look at your poor little face. And after we went to all that trouble making your ass look so much better." She laughed and continued. "Come on then, bitch. Where are your manners? Say thank you to your Miss and me for all that lovely attention."

"Thank you," Hucow managed through her heavy cries.

"Sarah, it's time to get Suki out of the bath."

Opening the door, we walked out and left Hucow alone in the spare room.

We found Suki out of the bath and huddled on the bathroom floor under two towels, shivering. Striding over to her, I yanked off the towels and pulled her naked body up upright.

"I'm so cold, Miss." Her teeth were chattering.

Her nips were rock hard. I started pulling and twisting them, causing her cunt to glisten with her juices.

Patting her between the legs, I told her, "Come on, you need to get some rest. Let's get you warmed up."

Standing up, I took hold of her left nipple and pulled it hard. Suki screamed and quickly scrambled to her feet trying to ease the wrenching sensation in her nipple. Maintaining my grip on it, I led her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

Sarah had moved the rug to the side of the bed closest to the radiator, and had spread out a towel on top. I led Suki over to it, twisted her nipple, and pointed with my free hand.

"Lie down on top of the towel and let your body dry naturally."

Still grasping her nipple, I forced her to lower herself to the floor.

Sarah sat up on the bed watching. I climbed up to join her.

Glancing over at Suki on the floor, I reminded her, "Keep your fucking fingers off of your pussy, you horny slut. Put your hands behind your back and lay on them, if you have no self-control."

I pulled Little Miss Perfect's phone out and dropped it into my handbag beside the bed.

Then I took out my own phone. Twenty-eight messages.

Turning to Sarah, I lay down beside her as she took off her top and bra, then she rested her head on my left boob. She slipped her hand underneath my top palming my right one.

Before reading my messages, I opened my banking app and immediately noticed how much my balance had jumped. Clearly, plenty of payments had already landed.

"Sarah, grab your phone and open the Notes app. We need to keep track of the payments and orders coming in for the pictures."

She sighed, pressed down on my nipple a few times to signal her annoyance, and reluctantly slid her hand out of my top, before reaching for her phone.

The first payment that jumped out at me was the full £615. I squealed with delight. "Fuck yes."

I closed the banking app and opened my messages.

You have been added to the group chat: Slutty Humiliation. ????

Huh?

I was confused until I opened it and saw the first message was from Sarah:

Hey everyone,

So, before Miss eventually checks her phone and wonders what the fuck, I've been doing ???? I thought I'd get us all together in here.

I've also added Rachel and Louise. They weren't there last night, but we've all known each other since school and, trust me, they're going to want to hear what they missed before Miss and I meet them for dinner tonight ????

I thought this would be easier than everyone messaging Miss separately. You can share what you've ordered, compare your favourites and generally have a good laugh about last night.

I helped Miss go through everything and pick out the best 100 pics, but just so everyone knows, all the money is going to Miss J. After everything she did last night, and then taking over from Nat and putting Little Miss Perfect firmly back in her place, I think she's fucking earned it ????

For Rachel and Louise, because you two are completely out of the loop, the prices for the pic sets are:

Suki - £3 per pic

Hucow - £3 per pic

Little Miss Perfect - £12 per pic ????????

Yes, you read that last one correctly. Our Little Miss Perfect is considerably more expensive ????

You can mix and match however many you want, and if anyone is feeling particularly flush, all 100 are £615.

Post your orders in here so we can all see what everyone else is choosing. I'm especially interested to see how popular a certain Little Miss Perfect turns out to be ????

And Miss... when you eventually read all of this, you're welcome, babe ????????

Sarah xx

I checked the timestamp. Sarah had sent it while I was helping Little Miss Perfect into the kitchen. The second message had followed almost immediately.

WOOOOOWWWWW ???????? Lucky us!!

I absolutely LOVED last night, and I feel like I need to show my appreciation to Sarah and Nat... although, is she just Little Miss Perfect now? ????????

But I also reallyyyy want to see which pics everyone else has picked of them ????

Soooooo I'm getting us started properly...

My order: ALL 100 pics ????????????

And here's my £615 payment to get the group rolling on a positive note ????????

Now come on, don't leave me hanging... I wanna see everyone else's orders ????????

I showed Sarah.

"Damn, go Vicky, you fucking pervy bitch. Love it."

She offered me her tit. "You're welcome. You earned this."

I cupped her tit with my left hand, squeezing and playing with it. Sarah locked eyes with me and bit her lip. I could see they were filled with love and desire. I gave her nipple a lick, and then I kept scrolling through the messages.

The next few messages were mostly Rachel and Louise reacting to Vicky.

*You rich bitch.*

*What the hell happened last night?*

Then Gemma posted the next order.

Hey Miss J ????

Thank you sooo much for last night! I would absolutely love all 100 pics, but Vicky clearly earns too fucking much ???? Give me some of your money, bitch!

Seriously though, I'll take 10 of each. I've just sent the £180 over ????

Now I need to know what everyone else is ordering because I'm nosy as fuck ????????

A few more messages followed before I found the one I was looking for from Rachel.

Hey Miss,

Well, I definitely want to see all of Nat ???? and so does Louise, so we've come to a little agreement between us. I'm going to buy all of Nat's pics -- £420, Louise is buying all of Suki and Hucow's, and then we're swapping ???? Seems like the sensible way of doing it! Although she's buying my drinks all night because I'm paying more than double what she is ????????

I've just sent the £420 over. We trust your judgement on which pics made the final 100, so I can't wait to see them ????

Although, seeing as we're meeting you and Sarah for dinner tonight, I'm hoping you've got something fun planned for us. I don't want to feel like Louise and I missed out on all the fun just because we weren't there last night ????

See you later, babe xx

Louise responded with:

Hey Miss,

As agreed, I've just sent you the £195 for all of Suki's and Hucow's pics. Rachel and I are going to swap afterwards, so we'll both end up with the full set ????

And I completely agree with Rachel -- we deserve some fun tonight too! So, I hope you've got plenty planned for us ???? Although knowing you, I'm sure you fucking have ????

I can't wait to see you all and hear everything about last night properly in person. Hurry up, 8pm! ????????

See you soon babe xx

I started sending each person the pics they wanted. Where it wasn't a full set, Sarah and I made sure they got the best of the bunch so everyone would be happy.

Just as we finished, my phone rang. Rob. He was pulling up into the drive.

Jumping out of bed, I called out for Hucow. "Come on, moo, moo, bitch, your ride is here!"

She stepped out into the hallway gingerly. Her eyes were still red, but nowhere near as red as the hearts on her ass. It was obvious she'd been crying, hard. I quickly took her into the bathroom and smeared some cream on her ass cheeks. She winced each time I touched her to rub in the cream..

I reassured her, "Oooh, my precious moo cow, it'll feel better soon. I promise. In the meantime, remember every time it hurts just how much you love me. "

I gave her a big hug and a kiss, and caressed each of her teats. Then I led her downstairs.

I picked up Nat's coat from the coat rack and was about to put it around Hucow, when I stopped and smiled wickedly.

I patted the coat. "You don't need this."

I draped the coat over my arm and led her through the playroom towards the door--the same door she'd walked through less than twenty-four hours earlier, blindfolded and gagged.

Rob pulled up and got out, his eyes widening at the naked bitch walking towards his car.

"Stop fucking staring and open the door for her." I insisted.

As he walked around to open it, I leaned towards Hucow and whispered in her ear. "You better suck him off when you get home. He deserves a good tip for driving a naked slut like you home. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss." Her voice was broken and tired.

I helped her into the car and closed the door, gave Rob her address, and told him he could fuck her as many times as he wanted.

He looked shocked but nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

Rob, remember, you need to be back here around six to take us into town."

He nodded, absolutely beaming.

After watching them drive off, I noticed the pile of Nat's clothes Sarah had thrown outside last night. Walking over to them, I picked them up, carried them over to my car, opened the boot and tossed them inside, shut the boot and locked the car before heading back inside.

I walked back through the playroom and out into the hallway. As I stepped into the hallway, I saw Nat coming out of the kitchen.

I held out my arms. "Afternoon, sleepyhead." Nat came straight over and fell into them, giving me the biggest hug.

"Miss, I'm so confused. My head feels all foggy. What did you do to me?"

"You know having very little sleep will make your brain foggy."

I laughed and wrapped my arms around her.

"You know, you're not quite as perfect as you think you are, Little Miss Perfect. We're just having some fun at your expense, babe. You needed a little reminder of who the fuck you are when you're around strong women."

I held her a little tighter. "You're not as big and bad as you think you are, darling. Last night proved you're not quite ready yet. You made some silly mistakes, and as you know, mistakes require punishment so you don't make them again."

Moving my hands down her body, I gave her ass a good squeeze.

"So, I'm just bringing you back down to earth with a bit of a bump. It's nothing you're not used to from Sarah and me. Your brain just needed a little fucking nudge, that's all."

She whimpered as my words hit home.

She still had no fucking idea.

I broke the hug but kept my hand on her right ass cheek, holding and squeezing it as I made her walk upstairs and into the room where Hucow had been sleeping. As we entered the room I gave her ass a good smack.

"Lay on the floor."

I threw her a spare pillow off the bed and a thin little sheet.

" Sleep the best you can, we have a long night ahead of us. Good night."

As I left the bedroom, she called out rather sheepishly, "Good night ba..."

She stopped herself and said, "Miss."

I smiled to myself but didn't respond. I left the door open and walked back to my bedroom.

Suki was still lying on the towel. Sarah, topless, was still checking my phone, taking down all the orders. I climbed onto the bed and stretched out.

Sarah immediately lifted my arm, curled herself underneath it and handed me my phone back. I scrolled through the messages while Sarah pointed out which orders still needed filling.

As I started selecting the pics to complete the last few orders, Sarah slipped her hand under my skirt and started playing with my pussy through my panties. She looked up and smiled mischievously when she felt the fabric getting damp. Then she pulled my panties to the side and rubbed me even harder. She leaned over and kissed me.

"Stop working and have some fun. They can wait. I want you. Let me have your pussy, babe."

She slid up, straddling my leg and pushed her tit towards my mouth and whispered, "Bite it."

Her voice became more demanding as she ground her pelvis against my leg. "Look how fucking hard she is. Fucking bite it, babe."

Dropping the phone, I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her on top of me, her hand still inside my panties rubbing my pussy. She leaned forward as I opened my mouth, my tongue flicking out and curling around her nipple before I pulled it in and sucked.

She looked down at me.

"Don't you fucking dare be gentle with me, babe. I'm a big girl now. Fucking bite it."

Her fingers kept rubbing my clit as my hips started to gyrate against her hand.

I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as her nipple grew harder in my mouth. Giving her nipple a long, hard suck, I pulled more of her tit into my mouth. I let go and it popped free from my lips. Her nipple was so fucking hard. I latched back on, using my tongue to guide it between my teeth before biting down. Gently at first, but ever so slowly, I increased the pressure more and more.

Sarah let out a low moan.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Suki starting to get up. I released Sarah's nipple.

"Lie the fuck down," I commanded.

Suki quickly lowered herself back onto the towel as Sarah slid off me.

Sarah snarled, "You fucking ungrateful bitch."

She climbed off the bed, her chest still heaving, and grabbed Suki by the hair.

"You wanna fucking watch, bitch? Is that it? You want to watch me eat out your loving Mistress and girlfriend? Is that it?"

Suki's eyes filled with tears.

"No. I want--"

Sarah slapped her. Then grabbed a fist full of Suki's hair, yanked her head back, and hissed, "It doesn't matter what the fuck you want."

I laughed. "Alright, alright. Look, there's plenty of time for that later. We should be getting ready."

Sarah shoved Suki down to the floor by her hair.

"One day, bitch, I am going to make your girlfriend and Mistress cum right in front of you, just because I can, you stupid little whore."

While they were having their little argy-bargy, I grabbed my phone, fixed my panties, and threw Sarah her top. I took the opportunity to quickly select the last few photos needed to complete the remaining orders and hit send. I checked my bank balance: £2,748, not bad for a few hours' work.

Picking up my clutch bag from the floor, I put my phone inside along with Nat's.

"Come on, you two. We need to start getting ready for tonight."

I looked directly at Suki. "And Suki, don't you dare fucking laugh, snigger or do anything when you see Nat. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Miss."

I picked up the suitcase and left the bedroom. Then called down the hallway, "Nat! Wake up, sleepyhead. Meet us downstairs."

Sarah and Suki followed me downstairs into the playroom. I moved some of the toys from one of the tables onto another, then dragged the empty table into the middle of the playroom.

I had Suki kneel with her legs spread, back straight and head lowered towards the floor, her palms facing upwards on her thighs.

"You're such a good girl. Unlike Little Miss Perfect." I glanced around the room. "Where the fuck is she?"

Sarah sensed my frustration. "I'll get her."

"No. I'll go."

I strode across the playroom, my heels clicking against the wooden floor, punctuating each of my sharp exhalations. I yanked open the door and yelled into the hallway and up the stairs.

"WAKE the FUCK up!" My voice boomed off the stairs and walls.

I slammed the door behind me and deliberately stomped my way upstairs, my boots punctuating each word of, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

I reached her room and sweetly said, "Oh, good, you're awake. Did I wake you?"

I smirked and stalked into the room.

"Come with me."

I grabbed Nat by the arm and pulled her out onto the landing.

"What are you doing? Where--"

"No time to explain." I cut her off and kept moving.

"Come on. Hurry, hurry."

I pulled her downstairs, through the hallway and into the playroom.

"Kneel down next to Suki like a good bitch."

Nat walked over, dropped to her knees and copied Suki's pose.

I walked over to the table, put the suitcase on top and popped open the locks. Unzipping it, I flipped the lid open and pulled out two boxes, placing them side by side.

"Now, you dumb fucking sluts. Hucow was supposed to be here, but since I've sent her home, the choice of outfits you had to pick from is gone. Nat will be wearing one of the outfits I picked out, and Suki, you'll be wearing whatever's left."

I smiled and continued, "But before we get to any of that, you bitches need some training in how to walk."

Suki, feeling brave as she was the dedicated brat of the group, lifted her head and, without thinking, said, "We know how to walk. We're not kids."

I glared at her and smiled wickedly. "Oh, is that so? Is that what you really think, you dumb little cunt?"

I rested my hands on the two boxes.

"For centuries, bitches like you have been the subject of male desire. As a result, our clothes aren't always made for comfort or practicality. Tonight will be no different."

I opened the boxes. Inside were two matching pairs of black patent pointed-toe pumps with viciously thin 12-centimetre stiletto heels. No platform. A narrow black patent strap wrapped around each ankle. I smiled at them.

"Luckily, Nat and Hucow are both a size four. Suki, you're my little size three."

I pulled out Nat's pair first. She gulped when she saw them. So did Suki.

Suki whined without realizing it. "Miss, you can't be serious. I can't wear those. I won't be able to walk."

"That's exactly why I said you'd need practice, you dumb cunt."

I walked around the table carrying the shoes, with four tiny padlocks and a key in my other hand. Sarah and I could both see the fear in the sluts' eyes. Sarah was closer to Nat than I was and was ready when Nat suddenly tried to scramble to her feet. Sarah grabbed her and pulled her straight back down. Nat kicked and wriggled, trying to get away, but she had no chance.

"Hold still, you dumb bitch."

I grabbed her right ankle and pinned it between my legs, like a blacksmith holding a horse's leg while fitting a shoe. I slipped the pump onto her foot, toes first, watching the angle of her foot change as I eased her heel down into place. I wrapped the thin patent strap around her ankle and fastened it. Then came a tiny, metallic "click." The shoe was locked onto her foot.

Nat pleaded, "No! No, no! You can't! Please, Miss, you can't!"

I laughed. "But I can. Just fucking watch me."

I grabbed Nat's other leg while Sarah kept hold of her arms. A few moments later, 'click," and the matching shoe was secured to her left foot.

"All done."

I released her leg and Sarah let go of her arms. Nat immediately bent forward and grabbed at a shoe, desperately trying to get it off.

Sarah looked at me, grinning. "What the fuck does she think she's doing?"

"Be patient."

We all watched her struggling. It took Little Miss Perfect a few seconds to realise what I'd done, but then the penny dropped.

She completely froze.

You could almost see her brain trying to process it before she finally asked, "What the fuck, Miss?" She looked up at me. "No. You can't."

I burst out laughing.

"You dumb, pathetic bitch. I think we've just established not only that I can, but that I fucking have."

Sarah mocked her by blowing her a kiss as I turned and walked back to the table.

I opened Suki's box, held the shoes up and asked, "Are you going to be a good girl or a bad girl for Miss?"

"A good girl, Miss. I won't try to take the shoes off like Little Miss Perfect. You don't need to lock them, Miss."

I smiled at her.

"Aww, that's really sweet of you, and I appreciate you wanting to be a good girl and wear the shoes. Not like you have a choice in the matter, but the locks came with them. They're part of the outfit. You can't wear the shoes without the locks.

Turning toward Sarah, "It just wouldn't look right, would it, babe?"

Sarah nodded. "Of course it wouldn't. And you wouldn't want to look like an even dumber, more useless version of yourself, would you, Suki bitch?"

Suki was still trying to process what we'd said, but I was already behind her, pushing her forward and pulling her legs out from underneath her. I took hold of her right foot, slipped the shoe on and secured it in place. Her left quickly followed, locks and all.

And just like that, both sluts had their new shoes on. I took off my necklace and slipped the key onto the necklace, and then put my necklace back around my neck.

Sarah helped Suki to her feet while I walked over to Nat and pulled her up.

"Right. Three laps around the room. Get used to walking in them."

Nat turned away from us and started walking. Suki stood up. The second she saw what was written across Nat's back, she laughed without even thinking.

Nat immediately turned around, confused.

Sarah and I both glared at Suki.

"What are you laughing at, whore?" Nat snapped. "You've got the same fucking shoes on as me and I didn't laugh at you."

Sarah slapped Suki.

"Don't be so fucking rude, bitch. For that, you can do an extra lap of the room."

Suki apologized to Nat. "Sorry, Little Miss Perfect. I won't laugh at you."

Suki took her first few steps while Nat carried on. Both whores looked fucking hilarious trying to walk. It was like they were walking on ice. All four of their legs were shaking, and their arms were stretched out trying to keep their balance.

Sarah stood with me in the middle of the room. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder.

"Fucking hell, the whores are so damned pathetic. Just look at them."

I took out my phone and started videoing them, and Sarah broke the embrace.

"Something to show the girls over dinner."

Sarah smiled and kissed the top of my clothed boob.

"Wish we didn't have to go out. We could have so much fun here."

"I know, but we promised Rachel and Louise we'd meet them for dinner. Besides, you didn't invite them last night."

Sarah sighed. "That was Nat's fault. The dumb cunt said she was nervous enough hosting her first party without people she actually knew being there adding to the pressure."

I shook my head. "Probably just as well, really. But imagine if they had been there to witness what happened firsthand."

I looked back at the girls.

"Come on, bitches! Pick up the fucking pace. You've only done one and a half laps. Get a move on! We still need to get ready. Rob's on his way and he'll be here in sixty minutes."

Neither of them was particularly stable with the shoes yet. They both fell a couple of times, but by the end of the third lap, they'd improved a little. Their arms weren't flying around quite as much, their legs had stopped shaking so badly, and the heels were finally starting to click against the wooden floor with something resembling a rhythm.

Nat finished her third lap while Suki still had half of her punishment lap to go.

I took hold of Nat's arm. "Come with me."

I led her across to the table and started taking out the two outfits I'd originally packed for Suki.

The first top was a tiny white sheer boob tube. Strapless and tight, it left her stomach, shoulders and almost her entire back completely bare. The second was a sheer champagne-coloured halter top with a plunging neckline and an open back. It had thin ties around the neck and fell just above the navel.

I laid them side by side on the table, then pulled out the shortest fucking skirts in the world. They were tight and low-waisted, designed to sit right down on the hips, and would barely cover their asses, leaving their stomachs and legs completely bare. I put a skirt with each top and laid the two outfits side by side on the table.

Nat's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw them.

"You can't be serious, Miss." She gasped.

"Shhh, I'm thinking. Twirl for me, bitch. Let me get a proper look at you."

Nat twirled, showing me her body in only her heels.

I curled my mouth and pretended to be deep in thought, even though I'd already decided exactly what Nat was wearing when I drew on her back.

"Hmm, I think... let me try this one on you and see how you look."

I picked up the boob tube, slipped it over Nat's head and shoulders and pulled it down over her little tits. Smiling, I took a few attempts to adjust it until I had exactly the right amount of cleavage and underboob I wanted on display. Through the sheer white material, you could clearly see her light pink areolas and nipples. The bottom of her tits were nicely visible.

Next came the skirt. If you could even call it that. My dad would've called it a fucking belt.

Nat lifted one leg and immediately wobbled, almost falling over. She grabbed hold of me to steady herself before trying again. Her cunt was already dripping wet, but I pretended not to notice. Instead, I let her hold onto me while she carefully lifted her other leg.

I pulled the skirt up onto her hips and had her turn around.

"Hmm."

It was too long on Nat. Not to worry. Every British schoolgirl knows exactly what you do when your skirt's too long. You roll the fucking waistband. So that's exactly what I did.

Three rolls, making sure it was even all the way around. The V of her pelvic bone was nicely visible on either side of her hips and the bottoms of her ass cheeks were lovely and exposed.

"Perfect."

Nat looked down at herself, then back at me.

"Miss... where are my clothes?"

I frowned. "What clothes?"

"My clothes for dinner. What am I actually wearing?"

I laughed.

"You're fucking looking at them, Little Miss Perfect."

Nat's eyes widened.

She scoffed. "You're joking."

I was starting to get annoyed with her. "Do I look like I'm fucking joking?"

Nat reached down towards the skirt as if she could somehow make it longer. I slapped her hands away.

"Don't fucking touch it. Now go and sit down. You fucking whinger."

I looked over at Suki. Even with the extra punishment lap, she was far less confident in the heels than Nat. She eventually finished.

As Sarah walked her over to the table, she laid into Suki: "You are fucking useless. How can a woman your age not walk in a simple pair of heels? You're a fucking disgrace. Drag queens have more grace than you. Fuck, a monkey on roller skates is more graceful than you, you dumb cunt."

Suki was close to tears from all the name-calling, and most likely wet.

"My feet hurt." She whimpered.

She shut up the second she reached the table and saw the outfit waiting for her. Shocked, she looked across at Nat and then back at me.

"I can't wear this, Miss. People will see my tits."

Sarah slapped her.

"Shut up. You'll wear what you're given, you ungrateful bitch."

Sarah and I pulled the champagne top over Suki's head and tied it around her back just below her ribcage. The sides were nice and open, showing off her ribs and plenty of side boob. From the front, her darker areolas and nipples were clearly visible through the sheer material. Once we were happy her tits were displayed properly, we fastened the halter around her neck. Then we pulled the skirt up her long legs and set it low on her hips. With Suki being taller than Little Miss Perfect, it needed far less adjustment to get the same look.

Smiling, I squealed with delight.

"Right, bitches, upstairs. Quick smart, on the double. We've got forty-five minutes to get ourselves ready and we still have your fucking hair to do."

As Nat turned around, the writing was framed perfectly above the boob tube. The only thing that could possibly block it was her hair, but I already had a plan for that.

"Hurry up, bitches. No dawdling."

I slapped their exposed cheeks and sent them towards the stairs. Watching them climb was a fucking beautiful sight. Their skirts were so short you could clearly see underneath them. If I didn't already have enough pictures of their bare cunts and asses, I would've been very tempted to take another quick upskirt pic, but time was running out.

When we reached the top, I turned to Sarah. "Babe, quickly have a wash. Your dress and shoes are hanging up in the wardrobe. Once you're done, can you put Suki's hair into a tight high ponytail for me? I want their necks and backs as clear as possible."

"Of course." Sarah grabbed one of the towels and disappeared into the bathroom.

I turned to Suki, "Sit nicely on the rug in the bedroom and wait for her. Don't fucking move."

Grabbing Nat by the arm I pulled her into the spare bedroom. I sat on the bed and had her kneel at the foot of it. There was no fucking way I was taking her into my bedroom with that big mirror in there. I wasn't risking her seeing what was written across her back.

Picking up my old wooden brush, I started brushing out Nat's hair.

"You really fucking let me down last night, you know that? You gave me no choice but to do this to you. Everything that happens to you tonight, bitch, is your own fault. You lost control last night and I don't know how you're going to get it back."

Nat looked completely puzzled as I continued brushing. I separated her hair straight down the middle, making sure the parting was even. Then I gathered the hair high on the right side of her head, twisted it into a little bun and wrapped a hair tie around it a few times until it held firmly in place. Then I did exactly the same on the other side.

I gave each little "space bun" a playful smack--partly to make sure they were secure, and partly because I fucking could. Perfectly even. More importantly, every strand of hair was now clear of Nat's neck, shoulders, and back. There was absolutely nothing left to hide the writing.

Leaning down, I pinched her nipples through her top and smiled.

"See how much better you look with rock-hard nipples."

"Yes, Miss."

Her eyes filled with tears. She looked like a fucking street-corner hooker. All that was missing was the bright red lipstick, heavy eyeshadow, and mascara. That would soon be fixed, though.

"Bathroom's free." Sarah's voice echoed from the hallway.

I grabbed Little Miss Perfect by the arm and half pulled, half dragged her into the hallway.

Leaning her back against the wall opposite my bedroom, I pointed at her face. "Stay fucking there, don't fucking move."

Suki was sitting nicely on the rug, and Sarah had found her emerald-green dress and silver shoes with their modest three-inch heels.

Grabbing the last towel, I quickly disappeared into the bathroom. I threw my dirty clothes into the laundry basket, quickly washed and dried myself, then wrapped the towel around my body and headed back into the bedroom.

I pulled out my red dress with its plunging neckline and high slit up the side, exposing plenty of tits and thigh. Then, I slipped into my black open-toed shoes with their comparatively modest three-inch heels and started applying my makeup in the mirror.

Sarah had finished tying Suki's hair into a tight high ponytail.

I selected a bottle of perfume and gave my neck, cleavage, and each wrist a quick spray, before picking up another bottle and giving Sarah a quick spray as well.

Opening my clutch, I took out my phone, walked across to the dresser, opened the second drawer and pulled out two thin black collars and two Lush vibrators. I photographed the code on each vibrator with my phone and sent them to Sarah, Rachel and Louise.

Sara's phone immediately pinged.

Smiling to myself, I slipped the vibrators and my phone into my clutch, then picked up the mascara and eyeshadow and collars.

"Whore. Come with me." Suki followed me onto the landing.

"Little Miss Perfect. Stand up."

Nat stood and I spun her around, slipped the thin black collar around her neck and fastened it into place.

I turned to Suki. "Your turn."

She turned around and I fastened the second collar around her neck.

My phone pinged. Rob.

I'm outside.

"Babe, Rob's here." I called Sarah.

"Okay, just a second. Just finishing up."

I lined the two whores up with their backs against the wall and applied heavy mascara and eyeshadow to both sets of eyes. Snapping the lid shut, I dropped the makeup back into my bag.

"Close your eyes, whores."

They did as they were told, both breathing heavily with nervous excitement.

I took out the first Lush, made a mental note of the code and sucked on it before turning it on. Sliding my hand underneath Suki's skirt, I pushed the vibrator up inside her. She gasped and moaned as it went in. I made sure it was properly in place before removing my hand.

Picking up the second vibrator, I didn't bother sucking this one; Nat was already wet enough.

I slipped my hand underneath her skirt, it slid inside her so fucking easily. She let out a long, soft moan, and I could feel the slut's wetness running down her legs. Some of it got on my hand, and I wiped some of it across her left nipple.

Sarah appeared in the doorway, phone in hand.

"I don't understand your message. Neither do the girls. Check your phone."

I looked at her and laughed.

"Come on. Let's go."

Sarah looked puzzled. "Babe, tell me."

"I will when the time is right. Now let's go."

Sarah sighed. "But, babe, you always tell me."

I stopped her and pinned her against the wall. I slid my hand through the slit in her dress and across her panties. I pulled them to one side, her legs opening instinctively as I found her clit.

Rubbing her clit, I told her, "I promise I'll tell you and the girls when you need to know. I promise you'll know, but the time is not now."

My fingers were sticky with her juices, so I held them to her mouth and had her suck them clean. Our eyes locked. Sliding my hand back through her dress and I dipped my little finger back into her pussy. Teasing her just a little more. I was showing her that I could control her with just the most subtle movement of my smallest finger.

The two whores behind me were taking it all in.

Sarah moaned softly. I echoed her moan back. Her eyes lit up; I could tell she was getting close. Slowly, I brought my finger up to her face and smeared it across her lips, giving them a sexy, shiny gloss. Cradling her chin with the palm of my hand, I leaned in and then shared an intimate deep kiss.

"Good girl, baby. Now, take off your fucking panties and give them to me."

The whores let out a little giggle.

I turned and glared at them. "You two, get in the fucking car."

They helped each other as they walked gingerly down the stairs.

I opened my clutch and extended it to Sarah. She made a show of folding her panties before putting them inside.

"Good girl." I smiled. "Now, please, can we fucking go?"

As she turned away, I gave her bum a playful smack. Sarah looked back at me with that knowing look. She knew she hadn't heard the last of this.

Finally, we got in the car. I sat in the front while Sarah sat between both sluts in the back. I had Rob turn on the air con, and he lowered the temperature.

Soon the whores' nipples were hard from the cold air. Sarah was having great fun twisting and pulling them through the thin sheer fabric.

While Sarah had both whores distracted, I took out my phone and dialled the restaurant. It was one of my favourite places, and I went there so often that most of the staff knew me.

"Good evening, Browns. How may I help you?"

"Hey, Dimitri. It's Miss J. How are you?"

"Ah, Miss J. Lovely to hear from you. I'm very well, thank you. We have you joining us this evening. Your usual booth is ready."

"Perfect. There'll only be six of us tonight. The star of the night dropped out, but she's been replaced by someone else. I just wanted to make sure we're still on the same terms we agreed to last week?"

There was a slight pause. "Of course. Although, who's the new star? How will we know?"

I smiled. "Oh, you'll know. Trust me."

"Very well."

"Oh, and when you, Amy and Claire get a break tonight, check your emails. I've sent you a little extra gift."

Dimitri laughed. "You're too kind. We'll see you very shortly."

"See you soon."

"Bye, Miss J."

I hung up.

At 7:50 p. m. we arrived in town and I had Rob drop us off five minutes down the road. We got out of the car and I asked Rob to stay nearby in case we wanted to hurry back.

As he drove off, some guy walked past Nat and said, "Hey, bitch! You've got fucking small tits."

Nat looked around, clearly not sure at first whether he was actually talking to her.

A woman passing in the opposite direction, looked Nat up and down and laughed.

"Fucking hell. You look like a hooker, love."

Nat's face dropped.

Sarah and I exchanged a little smile but kept walking. Nat and Suki followed behind us, struggling to keep up in their heels.

A couple of wolf whistles came from further down the street. Nat looked increasingly uncomfortable.

"Miss..."

I turned around. "What?"

"Everyone's fucking looking at us."

I looked her up and down as though I couldn't possibly understand why.

"Are they?"

We carried on walking, Sarah and I linking arms while the girls struggled behind us with the uneven pavement and their ridiculous heels. Suki could barely straighten her legs; she was that wobbly. Nat was definitely a lot more confident, but that confidence meant she wasn't always watching where she was putting her feet. She almost stumbled a couple of times, with Suki somehow managing to hold her up despite being the worse of the two.

Sarah and I reached the restaurant first and went inside. Dimitri, the maître d', immediately greeted us warmly.

"Miss J. Lovely to see you."

He gave me two air kisses, complemented my dress, then turned to Sarah as she asked where the bathroom was. He told her and she quickly walked away. Amy and Claire spotted me from the bar area and gave me a quick wave. I returned a subtle nod.

While we waited for the sluts to catch up, I went over the seating plan for our semicircular booth with Dimitri.

"Sarah and I are in the booth. Put four chairs around the front. One for Rachel, Nat, Louise, and Suki--in that order."

I slipped him an extra twenty quid. "That's extra. The proper tip comes later." I tapped Nat's chair on the seating plan. "And make sure the girls do everything they can to wind this one up tonight." I kissed his cheek.

Dimitri smiled knowingly.

Through the window, I spotted Nat and Suki finally approaching. I opened the door for them and quietly but sternly told them, "Hurry the fuck up." The sluts came staggering up the last few steps and eventually made it through the door.

Dimitri's professional expression slipped for just a second when he saw what they were wearing, his eyes widening at the sight of four rock-hard nipples staring back at him through their sheer tops. I introduced Nat and Suki to Dimitri

He quickly motioned towards Amy and she joined us with a huge smile.

"Miss J! Lovely to see you again."

When she looked at Nat and Suki, her expression changed.

"Ladies... if I can even call you that. Your headlights are on."

Nat and Suki both blushed. There wasn't exactly much either of them could do about it.

Dimitri broke the tension. He slipped Amy the new seating plan. "Would you take Miss J through to her booth? Everything's ready."

"Of course." Amy turned, and we started following her.

The second Nat turned her back on Dimitri, he saw the writing. He started to laugh, caught himself, and was able to slightly stifle it.

"Bless you," I immediately said.

"Thank you," Dimitri replied, quickly covering his mouth with his handkerchief.

Nat stopped and looked back.

"Did he just laugh at me?"

I frowned at her. "No, dummy. He sneezed. Why the fuck do you think I said bless you?"

Nat stared at him for a second.

Dimitri gave her his most innocent smile. "Excuse me, madam."

"See?" I said. "Stop being so fucking paranoid and come on."

Nat reluctantly turned around and followed Amy.

Dimitri caught my eye. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself laughing. I gave him a knowing wink.

I followed behind the girls to the booth.

The other diners, especially some of the older men, couldn't help but look at the four little crescent moons swaying past their tables. A couple practically broke their necks leering at my slutty whores. Men. So fucking predictable, I thought.

We arrived at the table and the whores went to sit down, but I stopped them.

"Excuse me, girls. We have a seating plan. Don't be so rude." I looked at Amy. "Where would you like us?"

Amy looked at the plan and pointed at Nat. "You, small tits. You need to sit here, in the middle."

Nat just stared at her. For a few seconds, she didn't say anything. A confused look crept across her face. It was like Nat's brain couldn't quite process what Amy had just said. Her eyes flicked down to her own chest, then back up at Amy, then down again.

I could only guess what Nat was thinking. Was everyone looking? Did they all think the same thing? Did she really look that bad in that dress?

Her face flushed bright red. "What the fu...?"

Nat's mouth hung open, like her unfinished sentence. Her eyes were already filling. She just stood there, staring, completely stunned. Her lips trembled as her eyes dropped to her chest again.

She quickly folded her arms across herself, suddenly desperate to hide.

Amy laughed. "Awww, what's the matter? Does the truth hurt, bitch?"

Nat's eyes were already glassy. She blinked quickly, once, twice, frantically trying to stop what was coming. Her bottom lip disappeared between her teeth as she fought to keep herself together.

Amy smiled even wider. "Oh my God. Look at you. You're actually going to fucking cry, cry like a baby."

Nat's face crumpled.

The first tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away almost immediately, but that only seemed to break whatever little control she had left. Another followed, then another. Her shoulders started trembling. She covered her mouth with one hand, trying desperately to hold back the sob that escaped anyway.

Still, she couldn't say a word. She just stood there crying, humiliated and completely overwhelmed. Holding on to the back of her chair, she lowered herself down to sit.

Amy watched her for another second, then looked across at me and gave me a quick little wink before turning back to the seating plan as if nothing had happened.

She pointed towards Suki. "And you're on this side as well, but two chairs down."

Amy looked around.

"Sarah--is she here yet?"

"Ladies' room," I explained.

"Ah, okay. Well, she's in the booth next to you, Miss J."

Amy smiled. "Would you like any drinks while you wait for the others?"

"Yes. Let's have two bottles of Sauvignon Blanc to start with, please, and two bottles of water for the table."

Amy glanced over at Nat, then back at me with a grin.

"I can fetch those for you, but would you like a little cup of milk for the crybaby with no tits?"

I laughed.

"Sure, why not? Better make it... warm milk, though. It's way past the baby's normal bedtime."

Amy laughed, "Of course. One small cup of warm milk for the little whinge-bag."

Nat's whole face had gone bright red including her ears. She blinked, trying hard to hold herself together, but a few more tears escaped and rolled down her cheeks.

She quickly looked down, put her elbows on the table and buried her face in her hands. Her shoulders trembled as she quietly sobbed into them, trying desperately to make herself smaller, as if she could somehow disappear and stop everyone from looking at her.

I glanced towards the stairs.

"Oh, I can see Sarah coming down the stairs. See the woman in the green dress? Can you help her find the table, please, Amy? There's a doll."

"Of course. I'll get Claire to bring your drinks while I escort your friend over."

I looked towards the entrance. "Actually, I think I can see my other two guests arriving now."

Right on cue, my phone pinged. We're here. Are you?

I smiled. "Yep. That's them."

Amy glanced towards the entrance. "I'll fetch them now, Miss J. and Claire will bring your drinks."

"Perfect. Thank you, babe."

Suki turned to look around. I snapped my fingers. "Eyes forward."

"Sorry, Miss," Suki said, turning back towards me.

Amy had clearly heard me because, as she walked off, I could see her shoulders going up and down like she was laughing.

Dimitri greeted Rachel and Louise with air kisses.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Claire approaching with our drinks. I quickly shook my head. She understood and hung back.

Amy brought the two remaining members of our party over.

Rachel's long, light-brown hair was full of highlights and fell in soft waves around her shoulders. She wore a fitted black midi dress, a silver necklace with matching earrings, and carried a little silver clutch.

Louise, a natural blonde like me, had gone for a royal-blue maxi dress. Her hair was piled up in a messy bun, and she wore a thin gold chain around her neck, a matching bracelet, and a little black bag over her shoulder.

They were almost at the table when they noticed Nat slumped forward in her chair, elbows on the table and her face buried in her hands. They both slowed down. Nat was clearly upset. Her shoulders were trembling as she quietly sobbed into her hands, completely unaware that they were standing behind her.

Louise noticed the writing across Nat's back. She stopped, nudged Rachel and pointed at it. Rachel followed her finger and read it. They looked at each other, then back at Nat. Both girls immediately covered their mouths, trying not to laugh.

Louise leant closer to Rachel and whispered something in her ear.

Rachel grinned.

They hung back for a moment, whispering together, no doubt deciding how they were going to pile in on Little Miss Perfect. The girls broke from their little huddle and walked over, grinning at each other.

Louise stopped behind Nat on the left, Rachel on the right.

Nat still had her face buried in her hands, quietly sobbing, completely unaware of the two girls now standing over her.

Louise rested a hand on Nat's shoulder while Rachel placed hers on the other. Then they both leant down, taking an ear each.

Louise went first, whispering just loudly enough for everyone at the table to hear.

"Fuck me, Nat. Look at the fucking state of you. Sitting there sobbing into your hands like a pathetic little bitch."

Rachel immediately followed from the other side. "I know. Imagine being a grown woman and crying like a fucking toddler because someone hurt your feelings."

Nat's shoulders shook harder beneath their hands. Louise gave Rachel a grin over the top of Nat's head.

"Awww, don't cry harder, Nat. You'll make your ugly little face all red and blotchy."

Rachel laughed into her other ear. "Too late. I bet she looks utterly hideous under those hands."

She glanced down at Nat and gave her shoulder a little squeeze.

"Fuck, Nat, have you put weight on as well? No wonder you're crying. That dress isn't exactly hiding it, is it, bitch?"

A louder sob escaped Nat.

Louise and Rachel straightened up, exchanged satisfied little smiles, then gave Nat's shoulders a patronising little pat before taking their seats.

Amy had brought Sarah to our booth just as Rachel and Louise took their seats. Amy looked around, slightly confused.

"Did Claire not bring the drinks?"

"Oh, no, not yet. But you're busy, babe. It's okay, we're in no rush."

Amy looked relieved. She understood from my tone that everything was fine.

"Okay, Miss J. Just let me or Claire know if you need anything."

"Hmm-hmm. Will do."

Right on cue, Claire appeared carrying a tray with two bottles of Sauvignon Blanc, two bottles of water and one ridiculously small cup of warm milk. She stopped directly behind Nat.

Nat was still slumped forward, with her elbows on the table and her face buried in her hands, quietly sobbing.

Claire looked down at her, then at the tiny cup of milk on her tray. A little smile appeared on her face. She gently nudged Louise's chair backwards to give herself some room and started putting the drinks on the table. One bottle of water. Then the other. Then the wine.

She deliberately left the milk until last.

Picking up the tiny cup, Claire reached around Nat and placed it directly in front of her.

"There you go, sweetheart. Your warm milk."

Nat didn't move.

Claire looked across at me and grinned.

"Aww. Has the baby cried herself to sleep already?"

Nat slowly lifted her head from her hands. Her face was a mess. Her cheeks were bright red and blotchy, her eyes wet and swollen from crying.

She stared at the little cup of milk sitting in front of her, then looked around the table.

Every eye at the table was locked on her, waiting to see what she would do.

Her bottom lip started trembling again. She looked back down at the milk and shook her head, another tear rolling down her cheek.

Claire gave her shoulder a little pat. "Awww."

That was enough. Nat pressed her face harder into her hands as another sob escaped her, her shoulders shaking harder than before.

Claire filled everyone's wine glasses and I proposed a little toast.

"To old friends making new memories."

We all clinked glasses and took a drink.

Claire asked if we were ready to order.

I replied, "Yeah, sure."

Before Nat or Suki could even open their mouths, I started ordering for them.

"Can we have the sharing platter of cold meats and bread to start please, with two small side salads for Suki and baby Nat."

Both whores looked at me, but I completely ignored them. Given the state Nat was in, I doubted that we could understand her, if she even tried to speak.

Then we moved on to the mains. Sarah said she would have the sea bass. I ordered the 7oz fillet steak, medium rare, with peppercorn sauce, onion rings, and skin-on fries. Rachel went for the slow-cooked pulled lamb shepherd's pie with garden veg and rich onion gravy, while Louise ordered the hunter's chicken with mash.

Shifting her attention to the menu had given Nat a moment to regain some composure. Pointing at the main dish she wanted, she sniffled loudly and attempted to order.

As she opened her mouth, Claire held up her hand and stopped her. "Sorry, I don't listen to you."

Nat looked up at her completely stunned.

Claire just ignored her and looked straight at me.

"What do these two want, babes?"

I smiled and pretended to think about it.

"Hmm, I think they should both have a nice plain beef burger, with mash instead of fries." I paused for a second and smiled at Claire. "Oh, and make sure they have the chef's special sauce."

Claire gave me a little smile back. "Of course, Miss J."

Nat and Suki immediately started complaining.

"We don't want that, Miss." Said Suki.

Nat swallowed hard, her voice cracking as she asked, "What's the special sauce?"

"What if I don't like it?" Suki pouted.

I looked across at them. "Did either of you hear Claire ask you what you fucking wanted?"

They both went quiet.

I firmly added, "Exactly."

Claire tried not to smile as she finished writing down the order.

Louise looked between the two of us. "Hang on. Just what the fuck is the chef's special sauce?"

I picked up my wine and took a large sip before answering.

"You'll find out."

Louise narrowed her eyes, looking at me. "Jodes..."

I just smiled back.

"I know that fucking smile."

Sarah nearly choked on her wine.

I dug my fingers into Sarah's thigh under the table, keeping my face perfectly still. "Don't you dare say anything yet," I muttered out of the side of my mouth.

Claire ignored all of this. "Certainly." She turned and walked away.

"More wine, anyone?" I asked, filling everyone's glass without waiting for an answer.

Louise was scrolling through her phone.

Nat looked across at her. A trace of self-confidence surfaced and she lashed out, "What are you looking at? You've barely said anything to me except fucking insult me."

Louise gave her a wry smile. "Just some pics a friend sent me. They're very good. They captured the inner beauty of the subject so well."

I knew exactly which fucking picture she was talking about and allowed myself to smile.

I took out my phone.

"Right, ladies. Last week I told you all to download an app. Did you do it?"

They all nodded.

"Good. Phones out. Open the app and make sure your Bluetooth is on."

Rachel and Sarah reached into their bags and took out their phones. A few taps later, and all three were in the Lush app.

Two devices found. Do you wish to pair?

They all tapped yes.

Please enter code.

Sarah looked at me. "What fucking codes, babe?"

"Think, ladies." I took a slow sip of my wine, letting the silence stretch. "You already have all the information you need."

Returning to my wine, I wondered: who would be the first to work it out?

They stared blankly at me for a moment, then around the room, as if there were a clue hanging on the walls. A few glances went back and forth before Sarah suddenly started tapping on her phone.

"Oh my God! The message earlier from Jodes... Fuck my life. We're as dumb as the dumb cunt sitting over there." She pointed at Nat with her phone.

"Fuck off," Nat spat. Obviously recovering from her snivel fest.

Sarah went right back to her messages and read the code out loud for the other two.

"5-8-3-2-1-4."

Rachel and Louise entered it into the app. It responded:

Device paired.

Do you wish to pair a second device?

They each tapped "Yes."

Enter code.

Sarah read out the second number. "7-6-1-4-0-9."

Another couple of taps.

Device paired.

"Wait, let me fucking catch up," Sarah said.

She went back into the app and Rachel gave her both codes one after the other.

A few seconds later, all three of their phones were paired to both devices.

Leaning in, I smiled. "Okay, girls. Here's the game."

I glanced towards the whores.

"As you can probably tell from their little faces, each of our whores has one of those Lush devices inside her. I'm the only person who knows which device belongs to which slut. My phone is already paired, and I can see exactly what each of you are doing."

Rachel grinned. Louise was sitting on the edge of her seat, looking down at the whores' skirts.

Even Sarah looked intrigued.

"You three have to work together. Figure out which Lush is in which whore. Both devices have to be in use at the same time. You're not allowed to tell each other which device you're controlling. You can only tell each other what intensity level you've set for the device.."

I pointed towards Nat and Suki.

"Watch your screen. Watch the whore."

They were already looking between their phones and the whores for any clues.

"When you think you've worked it out, agree between yourselves and tell me which device belongs to which whore. Get it right and you win twenty minutes with them. What you do with that time is completely up to you."

Then I looked directly at Nat and Suki.

"Whores, your job is simple. Don't give them a fucking clue."

Both stared back at me.

"If they correctly identify you, you lose."

I reached back into my bag.

"Oh, and there's one more little rule."

I pulled out the Sharpie. Nat's expression immediately changed. I placed it in the middle of the table.

"You've both got plenty of bare skin. Anyone who correctly works out what's happening gets to leave their mark how and where they want."

I sat back, picked up my wine and smiled. Adding, "Bluff, pain or pleasure. Who wins and who loses is entirely up to you."

Taking a sip of wine, I put my phone on the table and dropped both vibrators to a low ten percent.

"Good luck."

Louise looked across at the two whores.

"Can I sit in the booth? I can't fucking see them properly from here."

Rachel immediately looked at me.

"Can I come round as well?"

I put my empty glass down and refilled it.

"Sure. But remember, you can't know which device anyone else is controlling."

I scooched further along the booth, and the others joined me until all four of us were sitting opposite the whores. The girls held their phones up, keeping their screens angled away from each other.

"Remember, girls, I'm the admin. I can see who's controlling who, so no fucking cheating."

I glanced at my screen and laughed. "And right now, all three of you are controlling the same one. I'm the only person controlling the other whore." With that, I slid the power bar to thirty percent to match what the others were doing.

There was a definite low hum coming from underneath the table, but with the background music nobody beyond our table seemed to notice anything.

The girls were so engrossed in their phones and watching Nat and Suki that none of them noticed Amy approaching with the starters.

She stopped beside the table and looked at the four of us crammed into the booth.

"Erm, ladies... you're all sitting there on your phones. That's a little rude."

She looked at me, squashed right into the corner.

"And poor Miss J. is practically wedged against the wall."

Then she spotted the Sharpie. A smile creeped across her face. Amy knew this game. I'd played it with her a few times before, although normally in a more private one-on-one setting. She didn't say anything out loud.

Instead, she bent down into Rachel's ear. "You're busted. Dirty girl."

She picked up the Sharpie from the table and walked behind Nat.

Leaning in closely, she whispered, "You fucking little dirty whore. You've got a vibrator inside you, haven't you, bitch? You like how it feels jiggling around in your cunt, don't you?"

Nat immediately went bright red.

Amy smiled.

"And that right there is a confession."

Amy bent over and pulled up Nat's skirt.

I watched as she grasped the dangling end of the pink vibrator and pushed it further up into Nat's pussy. Then she pulled it back slightly until Nat's response to the vibrations increased. She had parked it on Nat's most sensitive spot.

Amy grimaced when she noticed that she had some of the bitch's slime on her fingers. She wiped it under Nat's nose before pulling her skirt back down into place.

She looked across at me. "What power is she up to, Miss J?"

I glanced down at my screen and smiled. "Ask one of the girls."

Amy turned back to Rachel. "What about it, sweet cheeks? Show me."

Rachel angled her phone towards her.

Amy tutted. "Two little wanton sluts tonight. Hmm. One's at twenty-five percent and the other's at thirty."

She covered her mouth with her hand and whispered something into Rachel's ear. I watched the power bar jump to sixty-five percent.

Suki tried so fucking hard to hide it, but her mouth popped open ever so slightly and her legs parted.

Rachel fucking beamed.

Amy had seen it too. Looking very pleased with herself, she walked around the table and motioned for Sarah to lean towards her.

Rachel quietly slid her power back down to thirty percent.

Amy covered her mouth again and whispered into Sarah's ear.

I couldn't hear what she said, but I didn't need to. Sarah's eyes immediately locked onto Nat. She glanced down at her phone and slowly slid her thumb upwards on the controls.

The power bar jumped to eighty percent.

At exactly the same time, I pushed Suki's up as well.

Both whores gripped the edge of the table.

Amy smiled wickedly and kept whispering into Sarah's ear. Sarah went fucking crazy with the controls. Zero. Straight up to one hundred. Back down to thirty. Up to eighty. Ninety.

She was moving it so fucking quickly I couldn't react fast enough, and Nat was struggling desperately to keep herself together.

Amy finally stood upright, absolutely beaming.

"Have fun, girls."

She held up the Sharpie. "Mind if I take this? I'll have a little think about what I'm going to do with it and come back soon."

I smiled. "Be my guest."

Amy walked away with the Sharpie, looking far too fucking pleased with herself.

Rachel and Sarah started tucking into the cold meats while Louise was watching everything like a silent assassin. She kept looking at the power bars and then back at the girls, watching for any little reaction.

She picked up her phone and quickly sent a message to the group.

583214 is 100% Suki that little mouth opening was subtle but so fucking noticeable.

That leaves 761409 as Little Miss Perfect.

For what it's worth I vote we edge her, and edge her, and edge her until she's begging us to let her cum. Then let's drain her body and see how many orgasms we can rip from her.

Once she's out of it and exhausted, let's build Suki up, make her think any minute we're going to make her cum but don't.

Let's promise each other right now to torment her cunt all fucking night. She doesn't go above 30%.

Louise put her phone down and started eating like she hadn't just sent anything.

The whores' vibrators were still sitting at fifty-seven percent and there was definitely a tell-tale musty smell starting to come from those two chairs.

Our phones pinged.

Rachel replied, "FUCK YES!!!"

Then Sarah sent. "FUCK YES!!!"

I picked up my phone and replied.

Congratulations, Amy helping wasn't exactly part of the rules, but I never said she couldn't, so I can't really call it cheating. You worked it out.

Then I added.

You each get a mark. Don't say anything yet; let them think they're still winning.

Rachel looked up at me and smiled. I gave her a little wink before putting my phone back down.

Neither Nat nor Suki had a fucking clue we already knew which was which.

As we were eating our starters, Amy came back over and asked if everything was okay with the food so far.

I reassured her, "Yeah, perfect, thanks, babe."

She cleared my plate.

The bitches had barely touched their salads; they'd been far too distracted with their own internal struggles.

Louise was still watching them like a fucking hawk. She bit her lip and pushed the vibrators up to sixty-three percent.

I felt Suki's legs open slightly under the table as she tried to grind herself into the chair. Louise saw it too and smiled, then leaned round slightly to get a better look at Nat.

Nat was flushed, but Louise had played with her before, albeit not for very long, and she clearly didn't think sixty-three percent was enough to make her cum yet. Louise casually picked up another piece of bread and some salami and started eating it, still watching Nat.

By now, Rachel and Sarah had finished their starters, and Louise finished what she was eating, so I gave Claire a quick nod. She came over and started clearing the rest of the plates, smiling when she picked up the two almost-full salad bowls.

Nat reached out. "Wait, I haven't--"

She was too late.

Claire already had it.

She looked down at Nat and grinned. "Aww, poor bitch. Hungry are we?"

Then she turned around and walked off with it.

A few moments later, Amy came back with the Sharpie in her hand. She pulled Nat's chair out slightly and let out a low whistle.

"Shit, look at her. All flushed and sweating like a glassblower's arse. What level is she on?"

"Sixty-three percent," Louise replied.

Amy frowned. "Only sixty-three? Come on, girls, push her a bit. Don't be so fucking shy."

She looked at me.

"Miss J. will tell you if you're going too far too soon."

Then she looked back at Nat.

"Trust your instincts, ladies. Make her work a little. I wanna see her trying really fucking hard not to react."

Sarah looked at Rachel. Rachel looked at Louise. Louise shrugged. "Fuck it." She put her finger on the power bar and pushed it straight up to eighty-two percent.

Nat's reaction was instantaneous. Her back arched against the chair before she quickly tried to pull herself together.

Amy fucking beamed. "See! Look at that. So much better."

Nat opened her mouth and a little moan escaped.

Amy quickly put her hand over Nat's mouth.

"Oops. Was that a little clue, bitch? Did you feel it in your core?"

She looked towards the phones.

"Take her level back down, girls. Let her settle."

Sarah took control and slid the power back down to forty-five percent.

Nat was breathing heavily through her nose, trying to get herself back under control.

"Such an ugly little cunt, aren't you?" Amy slowly ran a finger down her cheek.

She pulled the cap off the Sharpie. "Here, let's make you pretty."

Nat immediately tried to pull her head away.

"Keep still."

Nat refused, shaking her head.

Louise, being the closest to Nat, got up and grabbed a hold of the space buns on either side of her head. Nat fought like a bucking bronco. Louise forced her head still.

Amy smirked. "Why all the unnecessary struggle?"

Holding Nat's chin, Amy pushed her head back while Louise pulled on Nat's buns, tilting her head even further back.

Amy drew a big dark square around her right eye, then another around the left. She joined them across the bridge of her nose before drawing the arms back towards each ear. She stood back for a second admiring her work. Then she pushed Nat's head back up towards the table so everyone could see her.

"Much better."

Everyone started laughing.

Amy went to leave, and I called out, "Babe, take Nat and Suki's cutlery away. They won't need it. They can eat with their fingers."

Amy laughed, nodded, and took the cutlery away from them.

As she turned to go back to the kitchen, she said, "Miss J, the last two tables near you are clearing out soon. They're just having their desserts, then the area will be private for as long as you need it."

"Thanks, babes. Appreciate it."

I tapped my phone and put both whores' vibrators up to 100%.

Suki and Nat both bucked in their chairs and shoved their own napkins into their mouths to muffle their screams.

Their spasms had pushed their chairs back, and we could see their skirts riding up a little. Rachel and Louise certainly noticed. They got up and pulled the whores' chairs even further out from the table, and put their hands on the hems of Nat and Suki's skirts, biting their lips.

Louise encouraged the girls, "Come on, lift that bum up. You know you want this skirt completely up."

Rachel joined in. "Aww, you're so cute trying to fight it."

Suki was clenching every fucking muscle in her body, so I turned her vibrator down. Louise looked at me, disappointed.

"Just watch." I mouthed.

Just as Suki started to settle and relax, I suddenly pushed the control back up to full power.

Her bum lifted clean off the seat.

Louise laughed. She had been waiting for exactly that moment, and immediately pulled Suki's skirt right up above her waist. She tucked the hem into the waistband, exposing Suki's wet pussy, and giggled.

"You won't undo that in a hurry."

I immediately dropped Suki's level back down to twenty-five percent. Her breathing was ragged as she slumped back into the chair.

Now all the attention shifted to Nat. She was gripping the sides of the chair, sweat ran down her face and the back of her neck.

Louise walked up behind her and put her hands on Nat's boob tube.

"Lift your bum, bitch, or I swear I'm pulling this top up."

Nat didn't move.

"Okay then." Louise started pulling her top upwards. The fabric slipped up over her chest before catching on her hard rock nipples. "Last chance, bitch. Bum up and let us have that skirt, or the top's coming off. I promise you."

Nat finally gave in and lifted her bum. Rachel grabbed her skirt and gave it a sharp tug, pulling it down over her hips, then her thighs and completely off. She laughed and threw it against the back of the booth.

Louise looked at Nat. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it? What was all the fucking fuss about?"

She had that wicked little glint in her eye.

"You took too fucking long. I shouldn't have to ask you twice to do something."

With that, Louise pulled Nat's top up and bunched the loose material together behind her. She reached into her own messy bun and slipped out one of the spare hair bands holding it in place, without disturbing her hair. She used it to tie the back of Nat's top into a tight little bundle, positioning it where Nat couldn't easily reach it.

Nat immediately reached behind herself, desperately trying to get hold of it.

She couldn't. That was when she started fucking panicking.

"Put it back, put it back! I'm naked here, there are loads of people around."

Louise turned Nat's chair around and pushed it back under the table.

"Don't make a fuss and people won't look."

With that, she picked up the Sharpie and wrote on Nat's left tit:

1/10

MUST LISTEN MORE

Amy and Claire appeared carrying the mains. They both laughed when they saw Nat, her top now bunched up and nestled between the writing on her back.

Amy looked at Rachel and Louise.

"I'm glad you took my advice, girls, although this one is looking far too composed and relaxed."

Pointing at Suki.

Suki huffed. "No, I'm not, I'm--"

Louise pushed Suki's vibrator up to fifty-five percent. "Shut the fuck up. She wasn't asking you a question, you dumb bitch."

Amy put down the burgers, smiling at Louise. "Ooo, I like this one, Miss J. Bring her back again, won't you?"

Claire gave Louise her hunter's chicken, then Sarah her sea bass and me my 7oz fillet steak. Amy placed the slow-cooked pulled lamb shepherd's pie in front of Rachel before putting the burgers down in front of Nat and Suki.

"Enjoy your burgers, bitches. They were made with love."

Sarah and I knew exactly what that meant. Nobody else did.

By this point, the whores hadn't eaten anything in twenty-four hours. They didn't need telling twice. They each took a huge bite, followed by another and then a third in quick succession.

Sarah and I burst out laughing.

"Good, is it?" Sarah asked.

Suki nodded. "It's creamy."

That made us laugh even harder.

Rachel finally put her fork down.

"Right, you two. Come on, fucking spill. What the fuck is going on?

In fits of laughter, I responded, "I'll tell you later. Right now it's so funny."

Sarah was looking at Suki and picked up the Sharpie. She scooted out of the booth and moved around Suki. She removed the cap and asked Louise for help.

Claire was hanging around and asked, "What can I help you with? Let your friend finish her meal."

"Please can you hold her arms up? I wanna mark her."

Claire laughed and grabbed Suki's wrists, pulling them straight up above her head.

Sarah crouched down by Suki's side. She tried to struggle, but she had no leverage.

Amy saw what was going on and came over, taking hold of one of Suki's arms to help Claire keep them above her head.

Starting just below the edge of her top, Sarah wrote BAD, then directly underneath, across the middle of her tit, she wrote GIRL.

From the side, it looked like this:

BAD

GIRL

Rachel and Louise leaned round to have a look and immediately started laughing.

"Oh my God, that is so fucking her. It sums her up perfectly," Louise taunted.

Tapping my phone, I turned both vibrators back up to sixty percent.

Amy let go of Suki's arms and turned her attention to Nat. She slid her hands over Nat's tits.

"Did you like your burger, you little flat-chested bitch?"

Nat couldn't respond. Her cunt was back on fire, and Amy's fingers felt like magic on her now exposed tits.

All the other diners had already left; the tables around us were completely empty. Claire started clearing the plates. Everyone had pretty much finished, except for the whores who had left their mashed potato. Neither of them wanted to eat it with their hands.

Louise had finished eating and gone back to doom-scrolling through the 100 pics on her phone.

Claire was clearing Louise's dishes and glanced at the screen of her phone, suddenly she let out a high-pitched scream.

"HOLY FUCK! Is that--?"

Before she could finish, I glared at Louise. She put her phone face down on the table.

Both whores instantly picked up on Claire's shock, and so did Amy.

All eyes were now on Claire.

I shook my head and mouthed, "Don't you fucking dare".

Rachel, without skipping a beat, said, "Louise likes reading true crime stories. Some of them have pretty gruesome images."

She looked straight at Claire, nodding up and down and said, "That's what you saw, isn't it, Claire?"

She flushed and stammered, "Err... err... I saw..."

I quickly tapped my phone and turned both vibrators up to full power. Both whores started gyrating their bodies into the chairs.

Taking the opportunity, Amy jumped in. "Come on, Claire. Let's get these plates put in the kitchen."

Everyone was staring at Nat and Suki.

I picked up my phone, slipped out of the booth and followed Amy and Claire.

I hung back by the kitchen, away from the others.

As Claire came out, I grabbed her arm and pushed her up against the wall. I put my arm against the wall beside her head, trapping her.

"Right, spill, young lady. What the fuck did you see?"

I leaned in closer, stroking the side of her face, using a soothing tone.

"Come on, baby, tell me what you saw. There's a good girl."

"I... I saw... I saw Nat tied up naked. And she was pissing on Suki."

I went entirely rigid, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "You don't tell anyone. Not even Amy."

I handed her my phone. "Put your number in my phone."

Her hands shook, but she put her number in.

"Good girl."

Taking my phone back, I rang the number she had entered, and her white blouse started flashing.

Smiling, I said, "Nice bra. Very pretty."

She blushed bright red and dropped her eyes to the floor.

I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and felt the heat coming from her skin.

Satisfied I'd gotten the information I wanted, I flicked my hair, spun on my heels and walked back towards the booth.

My phone in hand, I opened the Lush app, flicked the power all the way down, and turned the whore's vibrators off, before reaching the table.

I walked up behind Louise and squeezed the top of her shoulders and neck. Leaning down, I whispered in her ear, "Be fucking careful. Put your phone away; I don't want to see you on it until we leave. Nod if you understand."

She nodded and quickly slipped the phone into her bag.

"Good girl."

Sliding back into the booth, I poured out the rest of the wine and laughed at just how naked and flushed Nat was. Her nipples were hard as rocks, poking out to attention.

I refilled Suki's glass and gave a nod to Rachel.

She stood up and moved behind Suki, pulling her ponytail so that her head tipped back.

I leaned across the table and handed Rachel Suki's glass.

She took it and told Suki to relax her throat and keep swallowing, then she poured the wine down her throat.

Sarah and I laughed as some dribbled out of Suki's mouth and down her top. Rachel let go of her hair and moved behind Nat.

Nat was very subdued.

One look at her tiny tits and glasses was enough to make us laugh.

Rachel pulled Nat's chair out and turned her to face the restaurant. She pushed Nat's legs open and whispered, "Show the world what a dirty little fucking slut you are, Little Miss Perfect."

Rachel kept hold of Nat for another few seconds before finally letting her go.

Nat looked completely fucking done, but we weren't quite done with her yet.

I picked up her top and skirt and threw them on the floor at Claire's feet.

Rachel laughed and taunted Nat. "Come on, Little Miss Perfect. Go fetch your clothes, you flat-chested bitch." She smacked her ass as Nat stood up and took her first steps.

Nat's legs were so wobbly, her cunt was leaking her juices down her legs and onto the floor. She grabbed her clothes from beside Claire's feet, displaying her asshole as she bent over to pick them up.

Claire was definitely getting redder. Sarah noticed it too, glancing back at me questioningly.

I whispered, "I'll tell you when we get home."

Everyone started laughing at Nat. Then she suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked straight at Rachel.

"Hang on."

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Nat stared at her. "What the fuck did you just call me?"

Rachel smiled. "What are you talking about?"

"Little Miss Perfect. You called me Little Miss Perfect."

For a split second, nobody said anything.

Fuck.

Rachel recovered immediately. "Oh, please. We went to fucking school together, bitch. You've always been Little Miss Perfect. Why are you being such a dumb cunt? Did the vibrator scramble your brains?"

Sarah laughed. "She's got you there. Bitch."

Nat didn't laugh. She looked at Rachel, then across at Louise. Her eyes moved towards the kitchen where Claire and Amy had disappeared earlier.

I could almost see the little fucking cogs turning in her head, struggling to put things together.

"But--"

"Enough," I interrupted. "Get dressed. We're leaving."

Nat looked at me.

I smiled back. "What?"

"Nothing." She replied.

"Then get your fucking clothes on."

Nat reluctantly started getting herself sorted while Suki did the same beside her.

Claire and Amy came back out from the kitchen.

Amy looked completely normal, but Claire was different.

She looked at me for half a second before dropping her eyes.

Interesting.

Sarah caught it as well. She looked at Claire, then at me, then gave me the tiniest little smirk.

I bit my lip and rolled my eyes before mouthing, "Another fly to the web."

Then, with a wicked little smile, I mouthed, "She has a blue bra on."

Sarah's face was a fucking picture.

We had a lot to catch up on before we went to bed tonight, that was for sure.

Everyone started gathering their things and getting ready to leave.

Nat still wasn't right. I caught her looking at Rachel again, then Louise, then Claire.

She knew something wasn't right--she just couldn't put her finger on it.

I laughed to myself at how fucking stupid and pathetic she really was. Little Miss Perfect still had absolutely no fucking idea what everyone else knew.

I couldn't wait for her world to start crashing in around her. Sarah and I would be there to help her restore order, just like we had done all through high school.

Author's Note:

I am fully aware that this series focuses on Suki and her punishing trip to the UK. However, if you want to follow how Nat's world shatters around her, please check out Little Miss Perfect's Downfall.