On Monday, I head to the hotel. Not to work as a whore but to give my bruises and welts a chance to heal, I work in the office alongside the Manager Rob, as per Sir's instructions. I won't be fucked, although my cunt is itching for Rob's cock, especially being so close together all day. However, I do manage to give him a few BJs during the day.

The final one is late afternoon. I am hiding under his desk as he interviews a young girl in her early 20s for a job. He is trying hard to concentrate as I suck his cock until he cums in my mouth.

I wonder what she thought lol.

On Tuesday, I am up and dressed only in my sheer robe, enjoying a coffee in the kitchen, when the doorbell rings.

Remembering Mistress Fiona was going to call in, I skip over to the door, hoping Sabrina might be with her.

However, when I open the door, it is Susan standing there.

“Hello, my Bitch." she says as she breezes past me.

“Ohh, can you get me a coffee too Bitch." she says, taking a seat.

Susan looks good, I have to admit to myself, dressed in a red, sheer blouse, a tight black short leather skirt and black knee-high boots with a 5" or 6" stiletto heel.

I make her a coffee and go to sit on the settee beside her when she stops me.

“No, kneel her beside me bitch." My mind knows this is wrong. Sir had also told me I shouldn't do this, but my body seems to react automatically, taking over my mind and actions. Am I now conditioned to submit to anyone?

I kneel at Susan's feet “Good Bitch," she says, patting my head.

Putting her cup down now, she spreads her legs apart; she isn't wearing panties as I can see her bare cunt above her stocking tops.

“Now lick me Bitch." she orders me.

“I look at her wet, inviting cunt in front of me and just say, “Yes, okay."

Her hand comes out, holds me by the chin, lifts my head to look at her.

"Yes, what Bitch." she says, angry at me.

I know what she means “Yes, Miss Susan." I correct myself.

“That's better, my little Bitch." she now says, “Now lick Miss Susan's wet cunt."

As I slide my head between her open thighs, my body is trembling with fear. I know I am disobeying Sir, but my body is overtaken with excitement that I can't seem to control myself.

I just begin licking her cunt around her lips and clit, hearing Miss Susan moan, before I slide my tongue in her wet hole.

“Oh god, that's so good, my little bitch," she moans out.

I keep up my pleasuring of her cunt and clit until she shudders and cums. Her juices flow into my mouth, and some I miss soak the settee.

“Oh, you are such a wonderful little bitch, Evelyn. We're going to have a fun day."

She then picks up my phone and sends what seems like a text. Her phone pings, and she takes it out of her bag.

She opens it and shows me the text.

'Hello Miss Susan, I'm so horny today, please will you come over and use your Bitch. I need, I want you to use me.'

She sends a reply, 'Sir won't like that though, Evelyn.'

Then picks up my phone and sends another text to herself, 'I promise I won't tell him, Miss Susan, I need to serve you’

Susan smiles, pleased with herself “Now go dress Bitch, just stockings, suspenders and 6" heels, keep that robe on too."

Why has she done that? Making it seem like I am the one who invited her over, rather than her just appearing here.

If I don’t do as she tells me, she will show Sir the texts, and I will be in so much trouble.

So I rise from the floor, head through to the bedroom to dress as Miss Susan told me. However, my head is spinning in complete turmoil now.

As I begin to dress, I know this is wrong, but Susan has my phone, so I can't even text Sir.

I then go into the Bathroom.

Once I’ve composed myself, I leave the bedroom and return to Susan in just the stockings, suspenders and high heels she requested of me.

“Good, such an obedient little bitch." Susan tells me.

"Put your hands together behind your back Bitch," Susan orders me.

I do as I am told, and clasp them behind my back, as she takes a rope from her bag and begins tying my hands together at my wrists.

Once again, she reaches into her bag, bringing out a collar with ‘BITCH’ written on it. There are two short chains with clamps and a longer chain with a clamp attached to a ring at the front of the collar.

“I had this made especially for you, my little bitch." Susan says as she closes the collar around my neck before she attaches the clamps of the shorter chains to each of my hard nipples.

“Stand up bitch." Susan barks at me.

As I stand, Susan pinches my clit between her fingers until it stands out of my hood. She then takes the clamp of the longer chain and attaches it to my protruding clit.

“Oh god no. You can’t do this to me.” I moan out.

“Shut up bitch, I know you enjoy the pain, but despite being a dirty little whore you still think you're better than everyone, don't you?" Susan now shouts at me.

“Well, after today, your Sir won't want you. So Derek and I will take his disloyal little whore from him, and you will be prostituted out. I'm sure you will make us lots of money, my bitch." Susan tells me, shocking me, making me wonder why she seems to hate me so much. I thought she was a friend.

 Just then, the front door opens !!!

As the door flies open, I hear the angry voice of Mistress Fiona, “STOP THIS RIGHT NOW." Her voice booms out.

She is followed through the door by Mistress Sabrina.

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?" she asks Susan.

Susan is shocked seeing them both, and begins to stammer as she speaks, “I, I, I'm sorry, Mistress Fiona, but Evelyn messaged me to come over and do this. I didn't want to. I didn't want to be disloyal to Sir, but she begged me Mistress Fiona" She lies.

Susan then hands her phone to Mistress Fiona, “You can see her messages here, and her phone will show she messaged me, unless the bitch has deleted them."

Mistress Fiona then lifts my phone and checks the messages on mine too.

OMG, what will happen to me? No one will believe me.

Mistress Susan then spoke to Sabrina.

“Release Evelyn from those bindings and take off those clamps, but be gentle removing them from her nipples and clit, Sabrina."

Sabrina helps me to my feet and undoes the ropes from my wrists.

Then very gently she unclips the clamps from my nipples, which are rock hard and begin to ache as I feel the blood run back to them.

Seeing this, Sabrina is even more careful removing the clamp from my clit, but I still feel a quiver run through my body, as I almost cum, as I feel my cunt get so wet.

I was thinking NO, don't let my body cum, please, NO.

Mistress Susan, after studying both phones, says, “I can see what you say about the messages, Susan." before pausing.....

“And you might have got away with whatever crazy plan you had for getting ownership of Evelyn, but for 3 things."

“Evelyn, you did well to phone Sir from the phone in the bathroom, telling him what was happening. Sir then immediately phoned me." Susan now looks at me with a scowl on her face.

“The messages on both phones show times just 5 mins before Evelyn phoned Sir, so Susan, you wouldn't have had time to get over here, so that shows the messages are false." Susan’s expression begins to change.

However, the colour begins to drain from Susan's face as Mistress Fiona reveals the third thing.

She picks up my phone, presses a few buttons. My phone replays a recording of Susan's conversation with me, when she told me why she was doing all this.

“That was very clever, Evelyn, managing to record everything.” Mistress Fiona now shows her pleasure in me.

“You Bitch." Susan screams as she tries to jump off the settee to get at me. However, she feels a slap to her cheek, which knocks her back down on the settee as Mistress Sabrina moves over in front of me.

We need to deal with this one, Sabrina. Take her down to Sir’s dungeon and strap her to the St. Andrew's cross, so she is facing the wall.

Mistress Sabrina leads Susan away towards the stairs. Susan fights against her, but Sabrina is too strong for her.

Mistress Fiona then puts an arm around me and leads me through to the bedroom, speaking to me. “Sir is very proud of you, Evelyn, that you had the strength to do what you did." She tells me.

“I don't know if you wish to be in the dungeon whilst we deal with Susan or not," she asks me now.

“Yes, Mistress Fiona, I wish to be there," I tell her, wanting to see Susan punished for her complete betrayal of the friendship I’ve shown her.

“Okay, well, put some clothes on, and we will head down to the dungeon." Now leaves me to dress as she heads back into the living room.