Payback's A Bitch

Payback’s A Bitch

Authors Note:

Hey Guys. This is only my second attempt of a story so any feedback or ideas will be greatly appreciated. The more reviews/feedback I receive the more inspired I’ll be to write that little bit quicker. Thank you to the people who reviewed my first story ‘Taking Advantage of A Betrayed Lover” and I hope to be able to come up with some more ideas for that and finish it soon. Anyways thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.

The Morning After. Jasmine’s House. Jasmine.

I couldn’t believe the Bitch would humiliate me like that. Just because I kissed a boy she liked. It meant nothing, she should of known that. We were all completely wrecked after drinking way too much Vodka and we decided to play spin the bottle. I can’t believe she expected me to back down from the kiss without firstly not knowing she was attracted to him, secondly with the amount of alcohol I had drunk how could I control myself? And thirdly, She knew I preferred Girls. Only she knew that. I had told no one else my little secret.

       Sorry I’m getting ahead of myself. My name is Jasmine and I attend a College in London called Greenfields. It’s ironic really as there’s hardly any fields around the place just tar and concrete, oh and London traffic. I had just turned Eighteen last week and myself and the girls decided to have a party to celebrate that and the fact that it was end of term. The bitch I was referring too early was one of my so called ‘Girlies’ Jessica who I had grown up with and went to school and College with. We were always pretty close and never really had any major problems but that all changed during College. She met Adam. Adam was alright at first but eventually pulled her away from us and was generally a complete Twat. It turned out that he had cheated on her and although he hadn’t really treated her great to begin with it hurt her. The pain had changed her from the innocent fun loving girl we knew to… well .. A bitch. A bitch who needed to be brought down a peg or two. I know she’s been my friend for well over ten years now but still the bitch will pay. Heavily. I went over last nights events with amazing clarity considering the amount I had drunk whilst I got ready for the shower.

       

       The Day Before. Jessica’s Party. Jasmine.

       It was a bright Friday afternoon, we had all finished with College for the week and spirits were high. For the next two weeks we were free from College due to it being end of term and if we were honest we could all use the break. I had just walked home from College with Jessica, My best friend of about ten years now. We exchanged our goodbyes and ‘See you laters’ outside before I rushed in to get ready. The plan was that tonight we would party round Jessica’s house belatedly celebrating my eighteenth and also in celebration of the end of term. I had barely made it through the door before my older sister Lisa told me that she hadn’t had chance to cook me anything and that she was going out tonight. Great. As if I wasn’t in a big enough rush already. Running to the fridge I found some lettuce and ham and quickly made a sandwich before rushing to the shower.

       After I had showered I stuck on a pair of matching bra and panties brought for me by Jess last Christmas. I brushed my hair in front of the mirror noticing how long my hair was getting now. My blonde hair hung down to below my shoulders now. After I was satisfied that was straight I applied some make up and quickly found a dress to wear. It was just a plain black dress, nothing special but it seemed to show off my curves quite well. My Mother had always told me that eating healthily and exercise were one of the key goals in being happy with who you are in life. She was right in my eyes, I loved my figure. I know a lot of girls are unsure, and doubt themselves but they shouldn’t. Only when they get over them doubts will they ever be happy with the way they are.

       Once I was ready I headed down to the local off licence to get some drink. Using my ID for the first time I picked up some Vodka, Coke, Red Bull and some Sambucca and Whisky to shot. It was going to be a heavy night but hey I had two weeks to recover from this. Looking forward to the party ahead I made my way to Jessica’s house.

       Three hours later the party was in full swing. Some Dance music was playing loudly throughout the house and people were drinking and even smoking drugs whilst enjoying the music. The lightweights could be seen everywhere. I laughed to myself as I saw Emma, A girl from my Psychology class half conscious on the stairs with the willing James there to keep her company. I made my way through more people until I came across a group of eight girls and boys sat on the floor. Among these eight were my four best friends. It was Jessica who stood up first to hug me, almost falling in her drunken state. Next was Lisa, followed by Sarah, and finally Michelle who pecked me on my cheek before sitting back down. Jessica announced the game was Spin the bottle and I looked through the group of boys noticing a few from classes at the college. It was good to see everyone in a good mood, especially Jessica considering her recent split up with Adam. The game went well, I had only been caught twice so far. One of which was Darren, another one from my Psychology class who was in fact a lousy kisser. When it came to my go, I spun and it landed on Michelle. We looked at each other awkwardly for a second before going in to kiss. The kiss was wonderful and I was surprised Michelle didn’t hold back. We kissed slightly longer than the previous had much to the delight of the boys. Another ten minutes had passed and a boy called James took his turn. He spun and it landed on me. I was too far gone at this point to care and the others cheered as he came in to kiss. I had to admit he was a pretty good kisser but I was suddenly conscious of how Jess was looking at me when he sat back down. She looked at me with what looked like anger. I didn’t understand why so I shrugged my shoulders at her and carried on playing. The game didn’t last much longer after that and we moved on to a drinking game involving cards where a lot more alcohol was consumed. It could have been the alcohol but I could swear I saw Michelle look at me hungrily whilst I was knocking yet another Vodka and Coke back. After that one, My head was definitely beginning to spin and I realised I also needed to empty my bladder. Again. I walked through the crowds of people still partying and made my way up the stairs to the bathroom. Luckily it was empty and I sat down steadying myself as I nearly fell and relieved myself. Once I had done I washed my hands and unlocked the door and fell down with it seeing Michelle outside. She helped me back up apologising.

       “Sorry Jas, I didn’t mean to scare you like that”

       “No problem Michelle. I would or probably fell over either way” I laughed it off before realising that she must need to go as well.

       “Oh sorry I’m stopping you from going. I’ll just move..” I was stopped in my words as she forced her lips onto me. I was startled at first but there was no use fighting it. Michelle was attractive, and although I had never known she felt the same way about women as I did we had always shared a very close friendship. She broke off the kiss and took in the startled look on my face and laughed a little.

       “It wasn’t the toilet I needed” She smiled and led me across to a Jessica’s parents room. Jessica’s parents had gone away for the weekend celebrating their wedding anniversary which was probably a good things as Jess would probably need the whole weekend to clear up the mess from the party.

       “Nice room” I said nervously hoping it didn’t show through my voice. My head was spinning and it wasn’t just from the alcohol as Michelle again attacked me with her mouth. God it felt so good and so right. In each others arms whilst kissing we collapsed onto Jessica’s parent’s bed. The fire that had built up inside my heart would be hard to explain at a later date and I let my instincts take over. Still kissing her I lifted her shirt up and broke away from her mouth to let her take it off. Michelle did the same procedure on me and within seconds we were kissing each other again. Her hand reached down to behind me and unclipped my bra which dropped to the floor. I know I should be nervous being half naked with another girl in a house full of people partying but at this moment nothing else matted but Michelle. Reaching round I unclipped hers and lowered my mouth down to her nipple gently sucking and nibbling on it. I stopped as I saw a flash. It was Jessica and she was holding a camera.

       “Jess..” Both me and Michelle called out exhausted but she had already turned around and left. Speedily we both got dressed again and rushed out to find her.  We looked all over and it wasn’t until we were downstairs that we realised what she had done. It was a boy called Jason who had been on his facebook account who had set it off.

       “Hey Look what Jess has just posted everyone”. He shouted out and both me and Michelle rushed to have a look. There were two pictures of me and Michelle. One with my mouth on her nipple the other with both of us kissing and her hand on my breast. In both pictures our faces were both easily distinguishable and within seconds everyone was staring at us. I was frozen to the spot but it was Michelle who reacted first running off crying. I cursed at Jessica under my breath before I rushed after her ignoring the jokes that were coming from others. I kicked open the front door looking for Michelle but she had long gone. I sat down and cried to myself. How could she do that to me, to Michelle. We had been close all the time we had known each other. I know Jessica had been having problems after breaking up with Adam but I didn’t know it would be this bad that she would betray her friends secrets. Well crying about it wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I picked myself up and took a look back at the house. I could see Jessica smiling bitchily from inside her room. Full of hatred it took me everything I had to leave and go back to my house. After getting ready for my bed during which I nearly fell over a few times, my phone rang.

       “Michelle” I said picking it up without looking who it actually was who was calling me.

       “No sorry Jas It’s Sarah. I’ve tried ringing Michelle too but she isn’t answering. I’m sorry I’ve only just found out why the two of you left so suddenly, I was in the bathroom. I’d just like you to know that both me and Lisa agree that whether you’re straight or not it’s none of our business and we love you all the same. Ignore Jess, she was jealous about your kiss with Darren earlier and she’s been a complete bitch lately ever since Adam left her. I just wanted to let you know that we’ll be there for you and Michelle.”

       I thanked her feeling slightly stronger and better and wished her a goodnight before crashing out.

Back to the Morning After. Jasmine’s House. Jasmine.

       Argh. Still I can’t believe she had done it. Looking over the website not it had seemed to become something of a hit. People had got over the original shock and realised that in today’s world it wasn’t that shocking. People had even gone as far as mentioning the fact they looked beautiful together. Still that didn’t change anything. Even if it did backfire for how Jessica wanted it to play out she still had to pay. She needed to face the humiliation that I had faced and I had a plan. I had always had an open mind and about a week ago I remember watching something on the tele about people who were interested in the bdsm lifestyle. It fascinated me with the whole complete power play situation. How even a strong person could be brought down through the moves of a dominant other. Now you may think this probably is a bit harsh but to the people who know the way Jessica’s been acting lately would all agree that she needs taking down a peg or two. As soon as I saw that program I went on the internet and looked it up and found there was a surprisingly large amount of people interested in the lifestyle. Upon further looking I found a community and over the last week had been speaking to some members of the lifestyle. I was fascinated by what they had to say and decided that I would have to experience it one way or another. Jess had just giving me a reason to think of her as my victim. I would need help though and that would mean getting Michelle involved. She still wasn’t answering her phone which meant I would have to go round to her. The way she came onto me last night was amazing but it could just have been because she was drunk. Deep inside I hoped it wasn’t because of the alcohol.

       It took me ten minutes to reach hers. When I arrived it took me another few minutes to compose myself and think over what I was going to ask her.  Once I felt I was ready I knocked. A mixture of emotions flowed through me as she answered the door. It brought all the intimacy back from the night before and I just wanted to be in her arms again but now wasn’t the time. I could see how tired she was and how she obviously hadn’t slept last night. We stood there for a minute or so before she finally smiled and let me in. She led me up to her room where we both sat next to each other on her bed.

       We were quiet for a moment before she leant in slowly to kiss me as if making sure last night wasn’t a drunken moment for me either. I leaned in to show it wasn’t and it was if last night wasn’t interrupted and had just carried on through the night. Once we pulled apart I could see she was satisfied. She had obviously been thinking about this all night and had come to a decision.

       Over the next couple of hours we talked as we normally did, talking about the developments from the party. It seemed that Emma the girl who was half conscious had stopped drinking enough to regain some composure and had got with James, the guy who had been comforting her. After we had moved on I brought up Jessica. Her expression immediately changed and I could see she felt the same about Jessica’s actions as I did. I told her we had to do something about it and she agreed. I outlined my plan and too my surprise she agreed. It turned out that ever since Michelle had learned about masturbation and oh, to my delight she was really open about this, she had found out about the bdsm lifestyle and been into it for a long time. Together we planned over the next couple of hours what to do. It was a good thing it was the end of term. By the end of the next couple of weeks Jessica would have paid for what she had done and she’d think twice about doing it again.

The Next Day. Jessica’s House. Jessica.

       I grabbed my Mother’s credit card as I got ready to go out shopping. This morning I had received a phone call from my parents, at first I was scared they were calling to say they were on their way home. That would be disastrous for me as the house was still a mess from my party. I did try and clean up yesterday but without the help from my friends I feared I had lost I couldn’t completely finish it. It turned out that they were enjoying themselves on their little vacation so they had decided to take an extended break. Well at least that gave me more time to tidy up. It wasn’t easy tidying up on my own yesterday and I was lucky nothing in the house had been damaged. Unlike me. My split from Adam had damaged me, that much was obvious to myself and the people around me. Damaged me to the fact that I no longer treated her friends the way I should. Deep down inside I knew that I shouldn’t of done what I did to Michelle and Jasmine. Jas had confided that secret to me and only me and it was wrong to bring it out into the open like that. Embarrassing the both of them. But I couldn’t control my anger at the time. I was going to have to apologise. It would be hard but I needed to fight against the way I’ve been  feeling lately. Though now was not the time. Now was time for some retail therapy.

       Four hours later after some heavy shopping I returned to my house. I put down my bags and fumbled for my keys. I didn’t hear anyone around me but as soon as the door was open I felt something cover her mouth. I tried to scream out but found that my brain failed me and slowly I began to lose consciousness.

Outside Jessica’s House. Michelle.        

       I was sitting in Michelle’s car with Michelle waiting for Jessica to come home. We had gone over the plan a hundred times and it seemed now was the time as Jessica pulled Into her driveway and got out with her shopping.  Now was the time. It was Michelle’s idea to take her in her own house and I had to admit it was a moment of brilliance for her. I had brought some chloroform and quickly doused it onto a cloth as we snuck behind her. Once she had opened the door I pulled it around her mouth and with Michelle’s help I dragged her in. I quickly locked the door behind me. Due to the fact I’d been to Jessica’s house so often after the last ten years I could find my way around with my eyes closed. It really was like a second home for me. I knew that Jessica’s house had a basement which was never used for anything but storage and over the next two weeks that would be Jessica’s own prison.

       “I’ll go and get the basement set up. You can deal with her” Michelle told me as she entered the house back in with a sports bag.

       As she made her way down to the basement I thought over what was meant by deal with her. Did I really want to go through with this? Yes she embarrassed me and Michelle. Yes she hurt us both. But did we really need to go this far for revenge. I realised that I thought we did. Even if it was just to satisfy my thirst of getting involved with the BDSM lifestyle. Approaching Jessica’s unconscious body that we lied down on the sofa I reached into the bag down to the side of the sofa. Inside were some things that me and Michelle had picked up down the town earlier. The bag contained some rope, a pink ballgag with the word bitch emblazed on it, a whip, a blind fold and some other things which would come of use later. Once Michelle had finished setting up down in the basement she came back up and helped me carry the still unconscious Jessica down to her basement. I noticed how well lit it was down here which would be handy since we were planning on recording some of this. Right towards the back of the basement was a thin blanket that Michelle had brought down and we laid Jessica down on. Being careful not to wake her me and Michelle took out some lengths of ropes and she showed me how to bind her ankles and arms. Tying it tightly round the ankles and knees meant she had no way of trying to run away and tying both her elbows and wrists together pulled her shoulders back uncomfortably. Michelle assured me she would be in pain when she woke. Next we put on her blindfold and inserted the ballgag. Looking over our work we smiled and then embraced into a kiss once more.

Jessica’s Basement. Jessica.

       It was dark. No. There was something covering my eyes. That was the first thing I realised as I came to. The confusion I felt though was soon replaced by horror as I found I was laying down somewhere with my hands behind my back unable to move much. My first reaction was to scream but I realised I was gagged. I tugged with my arms and felt a pull on my legs. So they were tied together. But why? And by Whom? My shoulder were aching terribly with the way they were pulled back by whatever I was bound by.  The more I started to wake the more pain I felt in different places. My thighs were on fire with the way they were stretched and my Jaw ached from the gag. I spent the next few minutes struggling with my bindings before I heard a door close and footsteps from the stairs. I held still, silent. Not knowing who did this to me I decided to play it safe.  The voices came closer and I felt a soft hand feel around my blindfold. Slowly they lifted it. I was in my basement. Oh my god. I immediately felt a surge of hope. Maybe my parents will come find and help me but then I remembered they had extended their holiday. Two more weeks. Shit. I was in trouble. Without the light on down here I could barely make out the figure of my two captives. My eyes were just about focussing when one of them turned the light on. I instantly closed my eyes as the light temporarily blinded me. A few seconds later I opened them slowly. And there sitting just a foot away from me was Jasmine and Michelle. I wanted to scream at them. I was throwing every profanity I knew at them but all that came out against the gag was just a distressed muffled sound. They both smiled at each other and burst out laughing at my situation. The fucking Bitches. How dare they do something like this to me? But then I remembered the party. Shit I drove them to it. I started crying.

       “Jessica.” Jasmine said softly and I looked up into her intense eyes through my own tears. Pleading. Surely this was enough to have scared the life out of me. If this indeed was a plot of revenge then surely this was enough but I knew how deeply I had hurt and betrayed both of them and I seriously doubted they would leave it at this.

       “Jessica. You’ve not been a good friend lately have you? First of all there’s the way you’ve been treating all of us since your break up with Adam.”

       I cringed at his name. It was true, I was thinking it earlier myself. I had been a complete bitch but still was that reason enough for the situation I found myself in now.

       “Secondly Jessica. What you did last night was unforgivable. We just wanted to start off with that. I’m guessing you must feel thirsty so Michelle brought you some water and then we’re going to leave you alone for a little whilst we work out what we’re going to do with you”

       What they were going to do with me? That didn’t sound so good at all. She was right though. My throat felt incredibly dry. I looked searching for a bottle but found nothing. I looked at Michelle, confused and she smiled at me before reaching behind her. Oh no they didn’t seriously expect this of me. Michelle was holding a metal bowl like the type a dog would drink out of. When she put it down in front of me I could see the word Bitch on it’s side. I cried again. I couldn’t help it. Michelle turned the bowl round so that the word bitch faced away from me and removed my gag with a cold look. Was that supposed to make me feel better? The two of them then got up to leave and I was pleading with them but to no avail. With the two gone I cried to myself. Surely they were joking. Yeah. This was all just one big joke. In a minute Sarah would come out from where she was hiding and shout surprise. I hoped for two minutes and nothing. The next thought I had was of shouting. Trying to get someone to help but nobody would of heard. Eventually I gave in to my thirst and turned to the bowl. Crying I started lapping up the cold refreshing water.

Jessica’s Room. Jasmine.

       Well that went quicker than expected. Me and Michelle were both sitting in Jessica’s room looking at the tele that Michelle had set up. It was showing everything that was happening down in the basement. Seeing Jessica lapping up the water was a huge turn on for the both of us. I jumped Michelle before she could me and instantly I was kissing her intensely. I lowered her trousers and kissed her warm already wet pussy before delving in with my tongue. Within seconds Michelle was already moaning and it wasn’t a surprise by how horny the last two hours had made the both of us. It didn’t take too long for her to climax and I had a surprise. She was a squirter. Oh my god. I laughed moving some of her juices into my mouth. God she tasted delicious. I then laid down beside her watching Jessica’s plight on the TV whilst we planned our next move.

       Jessica was still crying as we made our way back down to her basement. She had finished the water and she looked up at us with pleading eyes. Michelle had told me to be harsh with her if she was ever to change and I had to resist feeling sorry for her a little before I continued.

       “Please.” She sobbed. “Please let me go. I’m sorry for what I did to the two of you.”

       “Quiet Michelle. You don’t want us to put the gag back on do you?” I said as sternly as I could.

       She looked down at the ground before silently sighing out the word no.

       “Good Girl. Now me and Michelle have come up with a few rules for you for the two weeks of fun we have up ahead.” I cleared my throat before I continued.

       “One. From now until the foreseeable future you will be referred to and will refer to yourself as Bitch and only Bitch and you will refer to either myself of Michelle as Miss Michelle or Miss Jasmine. For example. If you need to go to the toilet or require a drink you will say ‘Miss Jasmine. This Bitch needs to piss” or “Miss Jasmine. This Bitch is thirsty.’ Do you agree?”

       I watched the shock on her face turn to anger. God she looked hot when she was scared. She looked at the two of us and seemed to have an internal battle going on inside of her head. Finally she gave in.

       “Yes I agree” she said.

       I slapped her across the face sharply.

       “Did you not just listen to the first rule. Try again” I shouted.

       “Please Jazz” She was crying again.

       Another slap from me around her face and Michelle added a nice touch by pinching her nipples tightly and twisting.

       “Yes Miss Jasmine this Bitch agrees” Jessica agreed shouting through the pain.

       “Good. Secondly you will not be allowed out of the basement for the foreseeable future without being accompanied by myself of Michelle. We may leave you down here tied or free to roam but either way the door will be locked so no funny ideas. Finally thirdly you will obey anything we ask of you. Failure to do so will result in you being punished. These rules will more than likely have more added in the future as we see fit. Now that we have that cleared up time for a bit of fun.”

       I smiled at her confused face as I stood up and removed my clothes. Her face wouldn’t hide her disgrace and shock as she pleaded.

       “No Jazz I couldn’t I’m not like that. Like you two.”

       That was it. ‘Like you two’ and the inferior meaning she had. I slapped her twice across the face before untying the rope between her legs and arms. Michelle helped me stand her up and held her arms up behind her. Jessica cried out as her shoulders were put under more strain but there was worse to come. I moved behind her slowly and with hit her arse with my bare hand. She cried out in pain and recoiled instantly trying to avoid the blow and nearly fell if it wasn’t for Michelle holding her up. I carried on slapping, hitting in different positions every time. After another five minutes of slapping Jessica her bottom had turned a shade of red and she was in hysterics.

       “Now Bitch. You will obey or we will carry this on and believe me we are able to do much more than just spanking. Now you will pleasure both myself and Miss Michelle or you will feel more pain than you ever have before.”

       “Th--This Bitch Is Sorry Miss Jasmine.” Jessica sobbed.

       “That’s not good enough Bitch. You will ask both of us if we will now allow you to bring us both pleasure after your outburst earlier.”

       Jessica was crying more than ever and muttering silently to herself. This was pushing her over the edge. But we needed her to feel like this if she was going to feel true remorse for how she had been acting lately.

       “Th-This Bitch would like to pleasure you Miss Jasmine.”

       “Good Bitch.” I said as I Sat down and opened my legs. “Now lay down on your stomach and come do it.”

       It was amusing to watch her try to get down. She attempted to kneel and again nearly fell but again Michelle held her steady. Then with Michelle’s help she lowered her stomach to the floor. She closed her eyes and gingerly stuck her tongue into my already soaking wet pussy.

Jessica’s Basement - Jessica

       There were no words that could explain how I felt at that moment. I was in a daze as Jasmine stood there reading her ‘rules’ out to me. How could they expect me to do this? No. How could they make me do this? I had no choice I was completely under their control. I tried to reason with Jazz but that got me nowhere. I was already in pain and shock from the slaps across the face but that was nothing compared to the beating I took on my bottom. The tears streamed out as my bottom felt on fire from the blows. Thankfully she finally stopped though the damage was done. I would have to agree to go down on her. It was something I’d never would of done. I’d never given a thought to what it would be like to be with another woman to be honest the idea repulsed me. Still anything would be better than the spanking earlier surely. With Michelle’s help she lowered me to my stomach and there it was, Jasmine’s slit right in front of me. I could smell her arousal straight away and I tried not to think too much about what I was doing as I closed my eyes and delved in with my tongue. It felt weird but I had to admit she tasted good. Slowly I got more into it and was started to feel aroused myself.  I could tell by the sounds coming from Jazz, or Miss Jazz as I should now call her, that she was getting close to climax and sure enough I felt her hands pull my head in closer and I felt her body shake as she enjoyed her orgasm. I couldn’t help myself I carried on licking up Jasmine’s juices until they were all gone.

       Jazz relaxed for a minute before pulling herself up.

       “Wow Bitch. That was pretty good for a first timer. With our help you could be one hell of a pussy licker.”

       I wasn’t as repulsed by what she said as I should have been and that scared me. I noticed both Jasmine was looking down at me expectedly and in my own state of arousal I gave them what they wanted.

       “Thank you Miss Jasmine for allowing this bitch to pleasure you. Would Miss Michelle allow this bitch to pleasure her also?”

       I could see Michelle smile as she motioned for me to get on to my knees. She pulled down her panties and guided her sex over my face. It didn’t feel so weird this time other than the fact I compared Michelle’s taste to Jasmine’s. As Michelle neared orgasm she pulled back and laughed a little as I stretched my neck to reach for her pussy but she finished the job with her hand. What happened next again should of disgusted me but I found it strangely sexy. She Squirted! All over my face. Without realising what I was doing I licked what I could reach with my tongue to both of their amusement.

       “You’ve done well bitch and for that we will allow you to pleasure yourself in front of us” Michelle said undoing my restraints. I couldn’t help myself the shame didn’t matter anymore. I reached down and started playing with myself. With the state I was already in it didn’t take long for me to reach the most exciting orgasm I’d ever experienced. The one time I had sex with Adam came nowhere near this. I collapsed onto the floor exhausted both physically and mentally. I’m sure I would regret this later once the wave of pleasure passed but right now I was in bliss. I barely felt Michelle hogtie me on my stomach but I did feel the vibrator she had half inserted into my pussy. I moaned a soft goodbye to my two Mistresses as they left the basement.

Jessica’s room. Jasmine.

       We both collapsed as we entered Jess’s room which had technically become our base of operations now. We hugged before checking on the latest of our work. We watched our recordings of Jess masturbating. It couldn’t of looked better with Michelle’s juices all over her face as she moaned in pleasure. We had been wondering how to use the videos all of the morning when I came up with something which was, I had to admit something of a genius plan. Facebook. The answer was facebook. Earlier I made up a new members paid simply titled Jazz & Michelle’s bitch. Already it had had numerous friend requests possibly from all the older perverts who searched for that sort of thing. I declined them all and started inviting all of our friends from school. God they were going to love this. I added a few of the video’s on to the site and entered my first post.

       

Jazz & Michelle’s Bitch. New Post. 27-07-2009.

       Hey Guys. I would like to introduce myself. My name is Bitch although most of you may know me as Jessica. My Mistresses have made this site to document my punishment of being such a bitch lately to all of you. Please may you enjoy this Bitch’s punishment and if there’s anything you would like to see me do please suggest it on here.

       Yours Sluttily. Bitch.

       I sat back admiring my work and it didn’t take long before I got my first call. It was Sarah. She was shocked but admitted it was about time Jess had got what had been coming to her and she even asked if she could get involved at some point which I said I’d think about. After I ended the phone call I realised how late it had got Me and Michelle watched the live feed from the basement. Michelle had inserted a vibrator into Jessica’s pussy before leaving but had set it on the lowest setting. We watched Jessica wiggle and squirm as the vibrator kept her on the brink of orgasm but not letting her reach it. I laughed as Michelle mentioned it was going to be a long night for Jessica. I had been thinking about how much I enjoyed dominating Jess over the last day and was wondering from the way she reacted it what it would be like at the receiving end. I asked Michelle if she would do the same for me once we had broken Jess and she said she would love to. We snuggled and kissed passionately before making love once more before sleeping. God why I had missed out on this for so long I had no idea.

The Basement. Jessica. The next morning.

       My mind was struggling. I couldn’t even think straight. I had barely had any sleep for eight hours due to that fucking Vibrator. I needed to reach orgasm so badly and numerous times throughout the night I had come so close. Dammit. I needed release. Nothing else mattered. I heard sounds above me as Jasmine and Michelle must have just got up. I heard their laughter, their feet on the floor but it felt distant. I found myself willing for them to come down. If it was a bitch girl they wanted I’d be it. If only they’d just let me cum.

       I had to wait another hour before they came down. They were both walking towards me slowly, smiling, taunting me. I begged them with my eyes as I struggled speaking, my begging sobs lost in my throat.

       “Does Bitch need to cum?” Jasmine asked me.

       I nodded frantically answering desperately referring to myself as Bitch as I had been directed to. Jasmine agreed to let me come but first I had to pleasure the both of them again. First it was Jasmine. Knowing what to expect this time made it easier but I surprised myself the way I leapt in with my tongue as she positioned herself in front of me without thinking twice and was enjoying myself again.

       I looked up at them with hope on my face once I had finished with both Jasmine and Michelle.

       “P-p-lease may this Bitch cum now?” I asked no longer caring about the shame I felt each time I said that.

       They agreed. Thankfully. Michelle came and unbound me and the minute my hands were free I started working on myself with the vibrator. Again I climaxed very quickly, but damn it felt real good. I collapsed onto the floor exhausted and in complete bliss. I didn’t even notice Michelle leave the room temporarily and come back.

       “Right Miss Jasmine and I need to go down town to pick up a few bits for you Bitch. We are going to leave this door locked so no ideas. Now I’ve brought you down a bucket with some water in, a sponge and some towels to wash and dry yourself with. I’ve also refilled your bowls with food and drink. We’ll be back in a couple of hours or so. Also you are not to pleasure yourself at all. We will know if you have and you will be duly punished. You are also not to use your hands to eat. Again we will know.”

       I stood there dumbstruck for a moment. Now the wave of euphoria I’d been feeling the other day had passed the shame of what I had done hit down on me hard. Referring to myself as bitch, eagerly pleasuring Jasmine. This wasn’t me was it? But it felt good, I couldn’t deny that. This was confusing. I looked down at the food they had given me. It looked like dry dog food but on close inspection I noticed it was just chocolate cereal. I thought about using my hands with the food but I had no doubt that their threat that they will be able to know was valid so I used my hands as I was told. I also noted they gave me milk rather than water this time round. Well at least I still got to have my cereal I joked to myself. After I had finished eating I used the bucket and sponge to clean myself and shivered as I washed around my private area. God I was getting hot again, it was going to be difficult to obey that one.

       After I was towel dried I laid down on my blanket and tried to fall asleep. Despite being shattered from lack of sleep the night before I still didn’t drift off straight away. My pussy was throbbing and I ached to reach down. But rules were rules and I tried drifting off again.

Shopping Centre, Jasmine

       We arrived at the shopping centre just as it was getting busy. All the kids enjoying their time off school, hanging around outside cafes enjoying a cold drink but we didn’t have enough time for that. We had a list of things to buy for Jessica. The first place we visited was a small pet store where we brought a collar a leash, a dog carrier and some dog food. Michelle spotted a tag making machine and suggested we made one for Jessica. I laughed as I inserted the name ‘bitch’ into the machine and a about a minute later a little shiny, circle tag dropped into the tray with the word bitch emblazed on it. Perfect. Next we headed for the adult shop. We felt a little embarrassed at first when we entered but that soon passed as we started joking over some of the equipment in the shop. Michelle having watched quite a bit of bdsm porn before had a few ideas of what to get. I watched her with awe as she started picking up things such as Butt Plugs and Hand Cuffs without even so much as nervously looking at the owner. Which I was doing frequently. Michelle continued picking things up. Outfits, things in plastic cases which I wasn’t too sure what they did but looked extremely interesting. After Michelle had finished picking things out we paid for the stuff. The owner of the store looked at us dubiously but didn’t ask any questions.

       “Jane, I’m just about to go on lunch…”

       I turned round to see Sarah standing behind us. We said hello and Sarah asked if all this stuff was for Jessica. She had seen the facebook site and had loved the idea. Other than the fact that she thought Jessica deserved this fate she found it all very exciting like a reality show in some sense but with someone she knew. She said she may have some ideas on what we could do with her. We then said our farewells and made our way back to Jessica.

       Jessica’s Basement. Jessica

       I had finally managed to get some sleep after a very difficult thirty minutes trying to ignore the need to pleasure myself. Eventually though the tiredness outweighed the need for pleasure. I was woken by hearing a door open and close upstairs and I had guessed that Michelle and Jasmine had come home. I fidgeted around for another hour trying to ignore the return of my state of horniness before they both came down. First Jasmine and then Michelle who oddly was carrying a laptop. 

       “Hello Bitch. First we would like to congratulate you on obeying us. It saves us having to punish you again.”

       I flinched at the way Jasmine said that so casually. It was like I truly was her bitch now. She looked at me in no other way.

       “Secondly” Jasmine continued. “There’s something here we would like you to see”

       I feared for the worse as Michelle lowered the laptop in front of me. It was a facebook site and it didn’t take me too long to figure out whose facebook site it was. I saw the name at the top, a picture of my face looking into the camera with a look of complete lust and covered in both Jasmine and Michelle’s juices from when I masturbated the other day. Tears welled up in my eyes as I read the little into Jasmine had wrote and my humiliation grew as I recognised some of my facebook friends as people I knew from college. Michelle then proceeded to show me the videos of my spanking and my masturbation from the night before. Strangely I felt that throbbing below again and I ached to masturbate. God what was wrong with me. I should be dying with humiliation but it felt like something had come alive inside of me. I was excited. For the first time in a while. Still this was wrong. I shouldn’t of let this go ahead from the beginning but it was too late now. If I was ever to get out of this predicament how could I ever face my friends and the people from school again with them knowing what I have done. I couldn’t take my eyes away from watching the video of myself masturbating again. I looked hot in a very slutty sort of way.

       “Now that you know that everyone else knows we’ve got some gifts for you. This experience for you is not over yet and you will continue to obey or you will be punished. Now here’s your first.” Jasmine said as she reached inside her bag.

       I watched in nervous anticipation as she pulled out my first ‘gift’. It was a pink collar. Seriously she couldn’t expect me to wear that. It would be yet another nail in the coffin that is my social life. Or should I say was. I wriggled away as she neared me with the collar but all that earned me was another slap on my face. The tears began to fall again as Jasmine placed the collar around my neck. I heard a little clang of metal and as I looked down Jasmine held up the tag so I could read it. Bitch it read. The message was clear. A Bitch I had been and a Bitch I will always be. I began crying more heavily as this dawned on me but again a feeling of lust was coming over me and I realised I was dampening below. I was completely lost in my head and for that reason I had not heard what Michelle had said which earned another slap around my face from Jasmine. I looked up at Michelle as she repeated what she said.

       “Aren’t you going to thank Jasmine and me for your gift Bitch”

       “This Bitch is grateful for her gift Miss Jasmine and Miss Michelle”

       The latest wave of pleasure that ran through me was getting unbearable as Michelle pulled out the next gift. I wasn’t too sure what it was until Michelle mentioned the words butt plug. Instantly I started cowering away. The title of the object left plenty to the imagination and I didn’t want it anywhere near me. I realised as Jasmine came over and wrestled me down onto my stomach I wasn’t going to have a choice. I cried out ignoring the rule to obey in desperation. Please don’t I cried. I felt it push against my virgin arsehole briefly before it was pulled away. Michelle and Jasmine laughed.

       “Now now Bitch. We won’t do that to you. Yet.”

       “This bitch is grateful” I replied over and over again completely relieved they hadn’t gone ahead with it.

       “Don’t think this won’t come with a price though. We’ve been walking all day buying you gifts. One of which you won’t even accept. Still our feet are tired.” Michelle paused to take off her shoes. “Now Bitch. Kiss, lick and worship.”

       I was repulsed but anything was better than the alternative. I licked between the crevices, sucked the toes and worked on them completely hoping she would be satisfied. I found out soon enough that was doing a very satisfactory job as I smelled her arousal. The smell was beginning to arouse me also. God what was happening to me? I took care of Michelle’s feet for another fifteen minutes before Jasmine shoved her feet in front of me. I repeated the same routine I had with Michelle’s feet and saw that it had the same reaction with Jasmine. The smell of her arousal was making it worse for me. After another fifteen minutes Jasmine couldn’t hold back any more and guided my head up to her vagina. I didn’t hesitate as I dived in. I found that I was beginning to enjoy this. The taste, the humiliation. It helped me reach new orgasmic heights. After my work on her feet it didn’t take too long at all to get Jasmine to climax and again I had to repeat it again on Michelle. I had actually forgotten about the squirting until again my face was covered in Michelle’s juices. Once they were both pleasured they left me on my knees while they hugged each other. The waves of arousal going through my body were beginning to get unbearable. I needed release and it seemed I would have to ask for it.

       “Miss Michelle. This bitch needs to cum”

       This seemed to make them happy and I hoped for the best. My hopes were soon dashed as I noticed the smile spreading across Jasmine’s face as Michelle whispered something into her ear.

       “Right. Lets play a game then Bitch.”

       I stayed on my knees as Michelle walked over to me with a vibrator. Again I allowed hope to fill me as Michelle placed the vibrator between my legs partially into my mound before setting it on the low setting like the night before. I moaned to myself as I guessed I was in for another long night. Michelle then pulled out the butt plug again and placed it under my bottom again just about penetrating my hole.

       “The only way we will let you get off is if you allow the butt plug to fully go in”

       Oh my god no way was I ever going to do that. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. But I needed to cum so badly. I sat there in that position with the feeling of the butt plug very much at the centre of my attention. It didn’t take long for the debate to take part inside my head. Surely it can’t hurt that much? No I won’t do it. My two Mistresses watched me for a few minutes before they thought I needed a bit of encouragement. Michelle started kissing Jasmine passionately and fondling her breasts. I couldn’t peel my eyes away as I watched them lie down in the 69 position. The sweat glistened off their bodies in the warm basement as they worked on each other. Their audible moans caused my body to betray myself as the wave of pleasure hit me hard. I was breathing heavily and started to push myself slowly down. God the pain. I forced myself down ignoring the pain only concerning about my promised sexual release. I was in tears as I reached the widest part of the butt plug and then within a few seconds I felt it slip in completely. It turned out I had been louder than I thought I had and Michelle and Jasmine were looking at me with a proud smile on their face as Jasmine spoke.

       “Well done bitch. We will now allow you to cum.”

       Jasmine then walked over to me and untied my wrists. My hands went straight to the vibrator in my aching soaked pussy as I began to work on it furiously. I knew this was being recorded and would end up on my Facebook site but that only seemed to heighten my arousal. The tag on my collar shook making a rattling sound as I reached orgasm. It was even better than the one the night before.

       After I had reached climax I laid there exhausted, both physically and mentally. Just like the night before the realisation of what I had done crashed down on me and I felt ashamed. But I had enjoyed it. A lot. God the confusion. I knew this was wrong and I shouldn’t let Jasmine and Michelle get away with this but I was beginning to really enjoy this. I reached round and felt the end of the butt plug on my arse looking for a way to remove it without too much pain before Michelle stopped me.

       “No Bitch. That will be staying in for the time being. Now time for a few more presents we’ve picked up for you.”

       Michelle went back over to the bag and picked out what seemed to be two huge gloves. She walked behind me and told me to stay still with my arms behind my back. With Jasmines help she pulled my arms together tightly pulling on my shoulders and put the glove on each arm. The latex material covered my arms up to just above my elbows and I realised they seemed to have several belts along the length of them. Jasmine pulled my arms tighter together as Michelle linked up my two arms. God this was going to be uncomfortable. Were they planning on leaving me like this for the night? How was I going to get to sleep like this?

       “Right now for these. I’m afraid you won’t like these at all.” Michelle said as she had again pulled something out of the bag which I couldn’t see. She held them out and I recognised them as contact lenses. But why would she need those? I squirmed as I realised they were meant for me and Jasmine slapped me again. I still couldn’t get over the shock I felt each time my best friend did that to me. It worked though and I stopped squirming though still shaking in fear. Jasmine held one of my eyelids as Michelle placed it in. I instantly panicked as I found out I could no longer see out of that eye. I was begging with them to take it out. It felt so weird to begin with and the fact that I couldn’t see out of it made me panic.

       “That’s enough from you for tonight Bitch” I heard Jasmine say as she held in front of the eye I could see from what seemed to be a small ball around the size of a golf ball attached to a strap. She told me to open my mouth and when I didn’t straight away Michelle pinched and twisted my nipples causing my to cry out whilst Jasmine inserted the gag into my mouth and tied it round the back of my head. I was in hysterics now as I saw Michelle approaching with the other contact lens. Once she had inserted it I could see nothing. I cried out in surprise as I felt them lift me onto my mat lying on my stomach. I tried to listen for any warning of what was to come next as to save me from the shock but it wasn’t something I was used to. I cried out again as I felt the vibrator being pushed halfway into my wet pussy and turned on the low setting.

       “Bitch. Me and Michelle are going to bed now. Have a good night”

       I was shouting out everything I could to make them come back and untie me. This was enough. Surely they’d had their revenge but all that came out was muffled inaudible screams. I heard them close the door behind them laughing. The vibrator again was working it’s magic pushing me close to climax but not being enough to push me all the way. My shoulders were burning with the pain and I found myself crying as my mind was betraying me again. God the need to cum was back again. But I had just had an orgasm barely half hour ago? Was I turning into some sort of sex addict? I tried to find a distant thought to distract me from the vibrator but as it pushed me close to orgasm again my mind came back to the present. This was going to be a long night.

Jessica’s Basement. Jessica. One Week Later.

       I awoke again after barely sleeping needing to climax. A whole week had passed at least I think it had and it had definitely changed me. Sure I still felt the regret and thought about the what ifs but I was settling into my new lifestyle as Jasmine and Michelle’s bitch. I answered any question they had now in third person referring to myself as ‘Bitch’ naturally now. The first few days had been hard as my body was not used to the onslaught of sexual attacks. Every night they had left me in the same position with my arms restrained behind my back with the vibrator teasing me. After a few days of that I noticed that I was constantly aroused. Nothing else mattered any more but my own release. My degradation had changed my way of thinking. I found myself thinking less and less about escaping, my school work, even my parents and more about pleasuring my Mistresses. Another thing Michelle and Jasmine had done was to leave the butt plug in me. It had been in a whole week now only to be released when I needed to excrete. At first I felt full but over the week I didn’t notice it as much as it began to feel natural. The week itself had been painful. Jasmine and Michelle invented new ways of humiliating me and felt the need to punish me to confirm my new life. On top of the spankings Michelle had introduced nipple clips with bells on them. God they hurt like hell and one night she forced me to wriggle them whilst masturbating. That was about three days ago and was also the last time I had been allowed to pleasure myself. Three days of no sexual release. About two weeks ago this wouldn’t of mattered to me but due to the fact I was now constantly aroused it was hell. Another of Michelle’s gifts for me were chain clips with weights attached to the end which she attached to my vagina lips and clit. They pulled down harshly and I could feel them stretching unnaturally. These were only taken off when my Mistresses were finished with me for the day and replaced with clothes pegs. The clothes pegs were then taped to my thighs opening up my pussy so my clit was more vulnerable to the vibrator which was taped in place again just to tease me not for me to reach climax with. Another thing I noticed about myself was that I found I was becoming less embarrassed about the facebook site. It turned out I had a lot of ‘friends’ on the site from school. Jasmine one night read out some of the comments from some of them and I found that it was turning me on. Jasmine had also started a post for suggestions and over the last few days Jasmine and Michelle took turns acting out on them, recording the act and then putting it onto the site. Some of them weren’t so bad such as spanking and such but one of them did humiliate me quite badly. One person, Jasmine didn’t mention who suggested that I should be used as a human toilet. They both loved that idea and insisted on using me every time they needed to urinate now. The first time Jasmine did it I was horrified. Michelle had introduced a new type of gag the day before which I was wearing then. It was a metallic gag which succeeded in keeping my mouth open. With the black out contact lenses which were kept on me most the time I was unable to see what Jasmine was doing although my senses told me she was near. I cried out as her warm urine splashed over my face and went down my throat. I coughed as the onslaught continued but had to swallow to keep myself from suffocating. I wasn’t too sure what had happened until the next day though I had an idea what it was. My fears were confirmed the day after when Michelle showed me the video of me drinking Jasmines urine on facebook.

       I heard sounds from above and realised that Michelle and Jasmine had awoken. I pulled myself up with difficult and knelt at the door. It was another rule Jasmine had introduced. When I heard that they had woke up I was to make my way to in front of the door and to kneel as they entered. When they entered I was to kiss each of their feet and then remain there kneeling until I received further instructions. I waited there thinking about how my life had changed so quickly. I was enjoying my enslavement now a little. I needed them now. Still though I feared for what was to come as they became more adventurous.

Coming Next:

Sarah is invited round to play with Jessica.

Jessica faces her first public humiliation outing

Michelle and Jasmine hold an end of the holiday party for Jessica.

Jessica goes back to College.

Please feel free to suggest any ideas or anything you would like to see Jessica take part in and also any feedback is welcome. Thank you for reading.