BDSM Library - Double Betrayal

DOUBLE BETRAYAL by Long Tall Mary

It seemed like the perfect plan. Diane would have the wife of her lover for nearly two days to use as her sex slave, while hub was away on business. But something had gone terribly awry, and now Diane was the enslaved, naked and chained in the dank basement holding cell of a professional dominatrix.

For nearly three years Jim had carried on an extra marital affair with Diane, his personal secretary. Jim, 49 years old, was owner and CEO of a small high tech equipment company. His secretary, 19 years younger, was a former beauty queen, divorced twice, and quite selective as to her lovers. A leggy 5’10 brunette, she was regarded with resentment by most of her co-workers. Jim delegated much authority to her, which was often exercised tyrannically.

Jim’s wife, Heather at 47 years old, was hopelessly addicted to alcohol and tranquilizers. She was well aware of his adulterous relationship, but was promiscuous herself. On occasion she allowed herself to be picked up by men, usually younger ones, on the bar scene. Always good for a quick fuck or blow job, she had no interest in any extended affair; her male partners were turned off by her habitual inebriation, andtheir interest was entirely sexual.

Heather had no interest in divorce; although their sexual life was nonexistent, Jim was a good material provider. It didn’t hurt that his brother was a physician who generously furnished prescriptions, enabling her to support her voracious appetite for drugs. Divorce would mean that she would be forced to seek employment, something that was not in her genome.

Jim was also a good provider to Diane, both materially and sexually. Occasionally they engaged in light bondage with Jim playing the dominant. Diane had no desire to be tortured but did enjoy being bound while having sex; another preference was being blindfolded; however she was averse to gags. A typical session consisted of her handcuffed to the bed, while being fucked or providing a blow job.

Diane was a highly manipulative bitch, which enabled her to exploit Jim financially as well as sexually. She was privy to his various transgressions, such as tax evasion and bribe giving; Jim certainly had good reason not to incur her wrath. Diane did resent the high cost of her luxury apartment and wished to live with Jim. This was not feasible while still residing with his wife, yet Diane had no desire to see him divorce, as this would mean less money to satisfy her material needs.

One of Diane’s persistent fantasies was to have another female to use as a slave, and Heather was an appealing candidate. Diane had mentioned this to Jim on occasion, but he never took her seriously, as he doubted the feasibility of such a scheme.

Diane was determined to get her way, withthe ideal opportunity arising when Jim was scheduled for a weekend trip, leaving both his wife and mistress behind. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that Diane had just dispensed five thousand dollars in cash, from a secret slush fund, to an elected official. This immediately followed a fifty thousand dollar order for new imaging devices for a government agency. Whatever the reason, Jim reluctantly consented, but not before voicing skepticism of the idea.

Since Heather would never agree to visit her apartment, Diane would arrive at Jim’s home shortly before his departure. Heather would then be restrained, and from 5:00PM Friday to late Sunday evening she would serve as Diane’s sex slave. Jim would phone in regularly to receive progress reports from Diane; one aspect of the scheme which Jim found titillating, was that Diane would transmit cell phone videos of the action.

As Jim prepared to depart his home for the airport, Heather sat on the couch watching a TV show. Attired casually in jeans and a tight white pullover sweater, she was modestly inebriated, with her thoughts centered on the evening ahead. One of her boyfriends was scheduled to pick her up around 7:30, and she looked forward to spending the night with him at the Turning Stone Casino. She was quite surprised when the doorbell rang at 4:45.

Heather was even more surprised, most unpleasantly, when Jim answered the door and Diane entered the living room. She was attired in a dark brown leather mini-dress, with knee high stiletto boots. Jim had not seen the outfit previously; he would be even more surprised when he learned that Diane had purchased it for four hundred dollars, and charged it to the company credit card. A large black handbag was slung over her shoulder; this contained another four hundred dollars worth of toys, likewise charged to the same account.

Heather rose to her feet and angrily exclaimed, “What is she doing here”. Without waiting for Jim to answer, Diane described what was in store. “I’ve always wanted another woman for a sex slave and you, being the filthy cow that you are, fit the requirements perfectly. Your husband has told me all about you and thinks it is a great idea” said Diane.

Heather was stunned to say the least, but her personality was basically submissive, and she was not inclined to resist. Diane continued, “Strip nude right here so that I can get a good look at your floppy tits and fat ass before I handcuff you”. Heather looked to Jim, desperation in her eyes; his response was merely to smile and order her to do as told.

Diane’s unflattering description of Heather’s appearance was especially humiliating. While realizing she was about thirty pounds over her ideal weight, Heather prided herself on her 36C breasts, despite their sagging configuration. Barely able to conceal her disgust, Heather stripped as ordered, but in the process fell onto the couch, owing to her inebriation.

“You drunken slut, you need to be restrained for your own protection”, Diane announced as she cuffed her wrists in the rear, using steel handcuffs. Diane completed the task of stripping Heather, removing her bra and using a pair of scissors to shred her pantyhose, further remarking “You are even uglier than I thought”.

Jim seemed mildly amused by what was taking place. In a hurry to depart, he directed that Heather be taken to the bedroom, as agreed upon earlier. The steel handcuffs were only temporary; Diane had brought four leather cuffs, two for the ankles, and two for the wrists. She proceeded to secure a lead chain to the posts at the head and foot of the bed. The steel cuffs were removed; Diane quickly and efficiently secured Heather with the leather cuffs in a spread eagle, lying on her back.

The next step was to attach a muzzle to Heather’s face; a large red ball gag was then snapped into place. It effectively silenced her, and there was no chance of it being slipped off. Jim couldn’t resist the temptation to further verbally abuse his wife, by assailing her sexual apathy. “Diane will train you to serve both men and women to their satisfaction, when I return I might even get a cage to keep you in while Diane and I make love in your presence”.

After passionately embracing Diane in front of Heather, Jim departed leaving his wife as the prisoner, of a woman fixated with having her own sex slave. Diane had plenty of abuse in store for Heather, but as they would be together for nearly forty eight hours, she was determined to inflict it slowly.

“It is time to prepare your asshole so that it will accept my strap on, I’m certain it is tight as your husband says you’ve never been ass fucked”, Diane stated. She then proceeded to wedge a six inch butt plug into her anal port, further adding that if the intruder should somehow be dislodged, Heather would be pussy whipped immediately. To demonstrate, Diane took a riding crop and brought it down hard upon her exposed pussy, causing Heather to cringe in pain.

Several minutes of video were shot with her cell phone; additional footage would be taken later. She had brought a tripod device which would enable her to take footage, showing both of them simultaneously.

Diane sat in the chair adjacent to the bed, where she could view her slave, while doing some work on her lap top. Periodically she would make comments to Heather, all disparaging, concerning her appearance and lack of sexual appeal. Interspersed with these comments were vivid descriptions of the various depravities Diane had planned. One was to invite a group of males from a homeless shelter to use Heather sexually; while this was a fabrication, it served the purpose of terrifying her.

Repeated comments were made concerning Heather’s breasts and plans to subject them to nipple torture. Diane much more modestly endured at a 34B, seemed to be fixated on these, out of jealousy. Overall her physique was quite impressive for a woman her age, with a flat stomach, andwell-shaped legs. Her weight, at 140 pounds, was well proportioned to her height.

Recently she had considered breast implants, and was confident of being able to manipulate Jim to finance the surgery. One of the web sites she regularly visited featured pictures, showing the results of such implants. Diane took the opportunity to view the photos as Heather struggled to keep her butt plug from being dislodged.

The cell rang, it was Jim, and he was about to board his airline flight. Before doing so he wanted to hear the gagged sounds of his wife in bondage; Diane was only too happy to oblige. The phone was put to her mouth, and she was ordered to make such sounds. Heather refused to do so, which prompted Diane to take a pair of nipple clamps attached by a short chain, and place one clamp on each tit. She then jerked the chain back and forth repeatedly, with the predictable effect that Heather screamed from the searing pain. “Good work, I can’t wait to see the video”, quipped Jim before hanging up.

Diane seized upon Heather’s defiance as a justification to inflict additional punishment. After unsnapping the ball gag from the muzzle, she hiked her short dress and squatted on her knees, as Heather lie helplessly restrained on her back, unable to move her head which was tightly sealed against the hips of her captor. Diane had always relished the thought of another woman licking her asshole, her fantasy would now materialize.

Heather spent the better part of nearly five minutes using her tongue to satisfy the perverse desires of another woman. It was the most revolting thing she had ever done; to compound the humiliationDiane proved to be a squirter, leaving ejaculate on Heather’s face. Finally the forced mouth work ended and Diane replaced the ball gag. The intruder had remained in place during the oral phase, and Heather was again reminded of the consequences, should it become dislodged.

Heather’s thoughts focused on her date, due to arrive at 7:30. Would he be able to rescue her from captivity, or would he simply assume that he had been stood up and leave, after no one answered the door.

Sol was a portly and balding sixty year old with a checkered past. In his earlier years he had been a mediocre professional boxer; after which he turned to the more lucrative world of professional gambling. In addition to working for the mob in that capacity, he doubled as a loan shark collector.

Opportunities for employment in illegal gambling were waning, due to legalization. However the mob rewarded Sol for his loyalty, by arranging for a no show job, with a local union. Periodically he would work as a debt collector for loan sharks as well. He was no stranger to violence but usually the targets were male deadbeats.

Sol was never one to easily attract women, and considered himself fortunate to have established a relationship with Heather. This would be their third joint visit and the first overnighter. Typically he would participate in poker games at the casino, while Heather played the slot machines. At the end of the evening, Sol hoped to be able to at least receive a blow job, before Heather passed out due to inebriation.

Diane was both surprised and irritated at the ringing of the doorbell. Sol persisted in ringing the bell at least ten times, and pounding on the front door as well. She then made the decision to answer the door and attempt a bluff; not taking the time to question Heather as to whom was at the door.

Sol needless to say, was quite surprised when an unknown woman, provocatively attired in a mini-dress answered the door. “Yes may I help you”, snapped Diane. “Where is Heather”, he replied in a most assertive tone. He was stunned by her arrogant reply, “I’m a dominatrix and I am spending the night with her, good bye”, followed by an attempt to slam the door in his face.

The attempt was unsuccessful as Sol forced his way in, grabbing Diane and putting her in a rigid arm lock. Sol might not be in shape for a ten rounder, but his strength was excellent. “Where is Heather, demanded Sol. “Get the fuck out of here”, she replied.

Sol increased the pain by tightening his grip upon her. Sensing that Heather was in the bedroom, Sol forced Diane into that room. “What the fuck is going on here”, was his response when he saw Heather spread-eagled on the bed and gagged. No answer was forthcoming; Sol noticed the set of steel handcuffs on the dresser, and used them to secure Diane’s wrists to the rear.

Upon repeating his query and receiving no response, Sol backhanded Diane across the face, prompting her to offer “She volunteered to do bondage and if you know what’s good for you, you will leave at once”, trying to sound like she was in charge. Heather shook her head, and screamed the best she could in denial. After ordering Diane to sit in a chair, he freed Heather from her restraints and gag; she immediately broke into tears.

“Jim arranged this and the bitch was going to take videos of me and send them by cell phone, she already made me eat her asshole”, she exclaimed. “Is that so, in that case what we need is a professional dominatrix for Diane”, said Sol.

Sol’s next move was to force Diane to lie face down upon the bed, he then spread-eagled each ankle, using the leather cuffs intended for Heather. Likewise Diane was made to wear Heather’s muzzle gag. Sol, holding Diane’s cell in his hand, began making a video of Diane in her restraints. “Jim will enjoy watching this when he calls”, he quipped.

Heather was still in a state of shock as she struggled to get dressed. Meantime Sol set in motion the next phase of his plan, which was to summon a professional dominatrix to teach Diane a painful lesson. It just so happened that Sol’s cousin, Mary, was a local dominatrix. Sol knew little about her operation, other than she charged high prices, but as Sol had recently collected an unpaid bill for Mary at no charge, he expected she would be willing to reciprocate.

Mistress Mary was at her downturn bar for a busy Friday night, but after Sol explained the situation, she immediately expressed willingness to be of service. As this meant transporting Diane to Mistress’ home, Sol would have to accomplish this using his Hummer. Mistress was insistent that Diane, nor Heather, be aware of the location where they would be taken.This would require that Diane be blindfolded, and Heather to crouch down beneath the front seat as they neared the house.

Before Diane could be prepped for transport, Diane’s cell rang, with the call coming from Jim. Sol directed Heather to answer it. Jim was in a state of bewilderment when Heather answered, and demanded to speak with Diane.

“She‘s tied up right now”, Heather replied, with a straight face, before handing the phone to Sol. “Listen scumbag, this is your wife’s boyfriend, your secretary will be visiting a dominatrix herself and when I get a hold of you I’ll show you what I do to guys who make sex slaves of their wives, until then the asses of both bitches belong to me”. Sol then abruptly hung up.

Heather was likewise in a state of bewilderment, as she had no choice but to accompany Sol. While she didn’t mind seeing Diane forced to serve a dominatrix, she feared what Sol might do to her, especially after his remark about “both bitches’ asses belonging to me”. Would Heather too be subjected to forced bondage by either Sol or the dominatrix?

The next step was to search Diane’s toy bag, where he found two rolls of duct tape inside. These were put to good use as Sol taped her legs together just below the knees, all the way down to her ankles. Additional tape was used to bind her elbows to her chest. The remainder was used to blindfold her; she was now helpless and ready for transport.

Sol then hand carried his prisoner to the Hummer and deposited her on the floor of the rear seat, where she would remain for the duration of the twenty minute drive to Mary’s house. After ordering Heather into the front seat Sol drove off and chatted casually with her, seemingly oblivious to Diane’s presence, who was struggling to maintain her composure, unable to see or move.

Mistress was waiting in her driveway as the Hummer pulled in. She quickly indicated her scorn for Heather after removing her from the vehicle. Noting her state of inebriation, Mistress asked why Sol would date a drunk, “she’ll probably pass out before it is time to fuck her”, she added caustically. Sol shrugged off the remarks, quipping that “she always gives good head”. This only served to exacerbate Heather’s already heightened anxiety.

Upon examining the captive in the rear of the Hummer, Mistress sarcastically remarked, “Do you expect her to be able to walk with her legs taped”. Not waiting for an answer she used a pair of shredders to remove the leg bindings; the gag, blindfold and upper body restraints remained in place.

Mistress took it upon herself to extract Diane from the vehicle; with the aid of Sol she was then walked inside the house, where the tape covering her head was removed in a none too gentle way. This enabled Diane to get her first glimpse of Mistress. Sixty two years old, standing six foot and nearly two hundred pounds, with a whorish looking blond wig, she was indeed intimidating.

Diane was escorted to the basement dungeon, where her remaining bindings were removed; her muzzle gag remained in place. Mistress ordered her to remove her dress, boots and lingerie. With her will to resist severely strained, Diane begrudgingly complied. A leather collar was padlocked around her neck and she was placed in the holding cell.

She would remain there until Mistress decided upon what method of discipline would be employed upon her. A six foot steel chain was attached from her collar to a bolt in the concrete floor,this assured she would be barely be able to stand. The furnishings of the cell were meager; a decrepit mattress on the concrete floor and a plastic bucket, intended for use as a urinal.

After being forewarned not to say a word, her gag was removed. Mistress emphasized her captive would be under continuous observation via a closed circuit TV system. With that Mistress slammed shut the cell door, leaving Diane to ponder her fate.

Mistress, Sol and Heather then proceeded upstairs, where Mistress continued to express her contempt for Heather. “Why don’t you let me keep her in my bedroom cage while you enjoy the Turning Stone, certainly you don’t want to be seen in public with a drunken slut”. Sol was feeling uneasy; as it appeared Mistress was intent on having two females in unwilling bondage.

Much to Heather’s chagrin, Sol acquiesced to this request. Heather begged to be spared, but Mistress gleefully led her into a bedroom and locked her inside a cage. The cage with a wood frame and heavy steel bars was designed specifically for human confinement, and allowed only for sitting.

Heather remained fully clothed and unrestrained, but knew that was only temporary. In desperation she cursed at Sol; who ignored her, prompting Mistress to remark,“You will be severely punished for your filthy mouth”, before closing the door and leaving Heather alone in the room.

Mistress then examined Diane’s cell phone and found the video taken earlier of both ladies in restraints, making a copy for herself. She knew this was valuable protection from any legal ramifications; her concern was not so much from Jim, but from Diane. Mistress had experience with such types, and knew she would not hesitate to engage in extortion in such a situation.

Meanwhile Jim was in Boston, nearly two hundred fifty miles away, and in a state of high anxiety. He could not readily return home, and had no one locally he could turn to for assistance. Mistress took it upon herself to call Jim, using Diane’s cell.

She was quite blunt, “This is Mistress Mary, and I’m a professional dominatrix. Both Diane and Heather will be spending the night at my house and will be released in the morning. You will receive a call when they are released. I have a copy of Diane’s cell video showing both her and your wife in bondage, if you try to obtain revenge this video will be all over the Internet”.

Jim tried to remain calm and requested to speak with Diane. “Your request is denied, do not call again”, replied Mistress before hanging up. He tried to ponder alternatives but realized that none were available. The night was ruined; Jim had planned to hire a local female escort but abandoned the idea. He attempted to reach Diane on her cell, but Mistress simply ignored the call. Jim left a voice message to have his call returned, likewise that was ignored.

Much to her delight, Mistress had two unwilling female captives to use for her pleasure and decided Heather would be the first. She was removed from her cage and ordered to strip naked, with her protests ignored. Mistress then forced her to bend forward over the cage, with her wrists and ankles secured to the corners.

This left her ass accessible for a variety of tortures; the first of which was the use a bamboo cane to inflict ten strokes to the buttocks. Mistress was an expert on estimating how many strokes a sub could endure before passing out, and sensed that Heather had a low to moderate pain tolerance.

Heather screamed in pain; her buttocks were covered with welts and would be sore for days to come. Mistress silenced her by using a ball gag and left her uncomfortably restrained to the exterior of the cage. “Drunken sluts deserve to be punished”, Mistress intoned before leaving Heather, to wallow alone in misery.

Jim continued to make calls to Diane’s cell. An exasperated Mistress finally answered and told him in no uncertain terms not to call again, and if he did both Heather and Diane would be punished severely. Jim resigned himself to the fact that their fate was in Mistress’ hands, and made no further calls.

Diane was forced to kneel on the mattress, still chained with her hands behind her head, while Mistress brought a table chair into the cell and sat facing her captive. Her knees were crossed and in her hand was a flashlight sized shocker device. Diane knew without asking what its purpose was.

One aspect of bondage sessions at which Mistress excelled was to induce females to relate the most intimate details of their lives. Usually this required some degree of chicanery, in addition to physical torture. Diane sensed the visceral sadism of Mistress and was willing to provide the information willingly, hoping that it might spare her further torture. This of course would not be the case.

Diane was candid about herself; the fact she had been married twice previously, both times intending to divorce within a short period, and how she had been able to manipulate Jim to provide material gifts for her.In addition she confessed to what she had embezzled, as well as the specifics of some of Jim’s illegal schemes.

She also confided her longing to be a dominatrix. Mistress cleverly exploited this by suggesting that she might be able to arrange for Diane to dominate a female sub at a later date; of course Mistress had no intention of doing so. None the less it served the purpose of inducing Diane to relate even more intimacies. In a few minutes Mistress was well acquainted with the sexual preferences of both Jim and Diane, along with more personal information.

Mistress has a mercurial personality, which often surfaces during her interactions with submissives. After listening to Diane for nearly ten minutes, Mistress abruptly stated “You are much too comfortable”. Diane was bewildered as Mistress cuffed her wrists in front of her. The chain was removed from her collar and she was roughly dragged out of the cell.

Her next position was indeed an uncomfortable one; Mistress attached her wrists to a cable mounted to an overhead, and winched it up to the point where Diane was nearly standing on her toes. “It is time to add some color to your ass”, chuckled Mistress, who then proceeded to deliver ten strokes with the bamboo cane, the same number received by Heather.

Diane’s pleas for mercy were ignored and she was left attached to the overhead. “A few hours of standing in this position will be good for you and I plan to ass fuck you with my strap on later”, declared Mistress as she went upstairs, leaving Diane unattended. For Diane the physical pain was matched by the humiliation, having envisioned herself as a dominatrix capable of controlling other women not only was she the physical captive of another sadistic dominatrix, but had been duped into confiding her intimacies.

Mistress then proceeded to her computer room where she went about some business. Using the CCTV, she was able to monitor both Diane in the basement, and Heather in the upstairs bedroom. Heather was sulking, attached to the cage exterior and resigned to her fate, she chose to remain quiet and not protest. She would remain so for nearly an hour, until Mistress saw fit to remove the restraints and lock her inside the cage again.

Diane likewise appeared resigned to her fate, as she struggled to find a comfortable position, not easy when your wrists are cable winched over your head. To further torment Diane, Mistress would periodically announce that Jim was on his way and would be taken captive himself. This of course wasn’t true but Mistress delighted in such psychological terror ploys.

Another of Mistress’ favorite techniques was to play gospel music over the CCTV, coupled with the pious sermons of assorted televangelists. These were intended to disrupt the emotional equilibrium of the submissive, and indeed they did. On occasion Mistress would order her subs to recite some prayer verse from one of the stations, or sing some gospel song.

After spending about an hour on the computer, Mistress decided it was time to force some unwanted intimacy upon Diane and Heather. Diane was removed from the basement overhead and led upstairs on a leash attached to her collar, whereshe was put inside the cage with Heather. She foolishly attempted to resist and received three electric shocks from Mistress Hand held unit;before being roughly forced inside the cage.

The cage was only five feet long, four feethigh and wide. It could barely accommodate Heather, let alone two people. Diane was wedged in so that she and Heather were facing one another. Their faces were inches apart, for the duration of their confinement they would be forced to be bosom buddies.

“I want you to become good friends”, chortled Mistress before leaving them unattended. In situations where personal enemies are forced together in this manner, pillow talk often occurs. After a few minutes Diane was the first to break the silence, “Heather can you forgive me for what I’ve done?” she asked. “Maybe after we get out of here we can talk about it”, replied Heather, suspecting that Mistress was probably monitoring every word they said.

This didn’t stop Diane from continuing to apologize for alienating Heather’s husband, and for forcing her into bondage. She assured Heather that once freed she would quit her job and leave the area, allowing the couple to rebuild their message. Distraught as she was, Heather wasn’t convinced of Diane’s sincerity, and politely tried to ignore her.

Mistress wasn’t monitoring this bosom buddy chat over the CCTV, as she had another matter to contend with. Trouble had broken out at her bar, requiring her presence immediately. As a result Mistress Claire, one of her associates, responded immediately to the house to serve as monitor. She received strict instructions that Heather and Diane were to remain caged, and not abused in any way.

While Claire knew better than to remove Diane and Heather from their cage, that didn’t prevent her from making conditions more uncomfortable for them. After overhearing bits of conversation between them, Claire handcuffed each of their wrists behind them, to the bars of the cage. Each was made to wear a ball gag as well. “Submissives are not permitted to speak without permission from their Mistress, so this should keep you quiet”, Claire remarked sternly before leaving them unattended once again.

Claire spent the next two hours doing some computer work and using the CCTV to periodically monitor the two captives. Two or three times she inspected them personally, each time joking about their plight, and promising much more was in store for them.

It was especially frustrating for Diane and Heather to be so close to each other that their pussies and boobs rubbed, but unable to make any other physical contact or carry on a conversation. Heather felt a paradoxical urge to embrace Diane but this was impossible. Any kind feelings towards Diane would soon disappear.

Upon returning home Mistress dismissed Claire from duty and decided to isolate her captive guests until morning. This was done by removing Diane from the bedroom cage and leading her downstairs, with the chain leash. Her handcuffs and gag were removed, immediately after which she was locked in the holding cell and the six foot chain was reattached to her collar.

Diane would remained locked in the cell for the night. Once again it was time for gospel music from Sirius XM to be piped over the CCTV, after Mistress made a few taunting comments to Diane and Heather over the intercom she drifted off to sleep.

Fortunately for the captive duo, Mistress had experienced difficulty resolving the situation at her bar, and was consequently not in the mood to provide any extended training to Diane or Heather. Neither slept well, with the gospel music proving to be a major distraction.

At 8:00AM Mistress received a call from Sol, who was in good spirits from winnings at the casino. Mistress told him to arrive at her house about 9:00 and take custody of Heather and Diane. Minutes after Sol hung up, Mistress made a cell to Jim in Boston, informing him that the pair was being released and once again warning of the incriminating sex videos, which would be publicized if Jim chose to retaliate.

Heather was removed from the cage first and instructed to use the bathroom and dress. She had very bitter feelings towards both Jim and Sol; Jim for arranging to be used as Diane’s sex slave, and Sol for allowing her to be used a second time as a sex slave by Mistress. However she knew it would be wise to keep these feelings to herself, as Mistress might just decide to keep her in slavery and inflict further torture.

Diane likewise was released from the holding cell, and allowed to dress. Mistress however had one more degrading act for the two of them to perform before they would be released. Each would be required to provide a blow job to Sol upon his arrival; this was to compensate him for being deprived of sex due to Heather’s confinement.

One of Mistress’ favorite fetishes was to require the submissive to perform oral sex with their wrists bound behind their back. Much to their dismay both Heather and Diane had their wrists cuffed behind them. They were allowed to sit on the couch pending Sol’s arrival, at that time they would kneel on a floor pillow and satisfy him sexually, each in view of the other. Any disobedience would result in them being both detained for an extended period.

Both of them sat uneasily, side by side, on the couch awaiting Sol’s arrival. Mistress was busy on the cell with someone, discussing the earlier incident at her tavern. As Sol’s Hummer pulled into the driveway Mistress ended her call, and both Heather and Diane were ordered to kneel upon pillows.

Sol seemed amused by the sight of the two kneeling ladies, but rather surprised when informed of their orders. “I’ll blindfold the fake dominatrix while the other lush sucks you off, then I’ll do the same in reverse, I do insist on watching” Mistress announced, she then proceeded to blindfold Diane and pulled up a chair for Sol to sit on.

Heather then began the humiliating task of forced oral sex. Mistress quickly became impatient with her lack of vigor and threatened to put her back in the cage. Sol was not pleased to have Mistress sitting and enjoying the show, but he was not about to object. For the next fifteen minutes Heather worked feverishly until Sol climaxed, at which time she was blindfolded and ordered to remain kneeling while Diane took her turn.

By this time Sol’s erectile capabilities had been taxed to the utmost, which prompted him to suggest that he would enjoy watching Diane forced to perform oral sex upon Mistress. “You should get some Viagra”, snapped Mistress in an insulting tone, none the less she agreed to grant his request.

Heather then made a bold request, that her blindfold be removed, so she could watch the action, adding “The bitch made me suck her asshole last night at my house”. Much to her surprise Mistress granted this request, but warned her not to speak again without permission. Heather came as close to smiling as she had since her ordeal began.

Mistress dragged Diane in front of the chair, and removed her skirt, exposing her cunt. “Eating my cunt will be a nutritious breakfast for the slut”, she quipped. After being seated Diane’s head was forced into her crotch, and ordered her to burrow away with her tongue. “Don’t stop until I tell you to and your effort better be good”, she added.

Diane, seething with anger over Heather’s gloating, hoped this would be the culmination of the tortures inflicted upon her by this sadistic fiend.As she struggled to keep her tongue in place, Mistress devised a way to assure that Diane’s head remained sealed against her crotch.

The leather collar was put around her neck once again, with a dog chain leash attached to the front loop. Mistress, sitting on a small pillow, looped the leash underneath her crotch, attaching it to the back of the chair. With her wrists cuffed behind her back, Diane’s head was tightly sealed against Mistress’ cunt, there was no way she could extricate herself from the arrangement.

As Diane strained with her tongue to please, Mistress once again made a cell and continued to discuss personal business for nearly fifteen minutes, pausing two or three times to prod Diane to perform more vigorously.

Finally Diane was permitted to stop and was freed from her lewd manner of restraint. It was the first time she had performed oral sex upon another female, and the manner in which her face had been chained to Mistress’ cunt, made it even more repulsive. She had never seen that particular method depicted in any bondage literature; begrudgingly Diane admired the imaginative talent of the sadistic dominatrix.

It was now time for Heather and Diane to be released, but not before Mistress made another call to Jim, using Diane’s cell. She once again warned him against any retaliation, emphasizing the incriminating videos, along with the information concerning Jim’s bribe schemes which had been extracted from Diane. Mistress was confident that Jim would feel betrayed by these revelations, and it would very likely destroy their relationship.

Mistress insisted that Diane and Heather be blindfolded until they were a safe distance away. Realistically Mistress knew that Jim and Diane would not have great difficulty identifying her, but why make it any easier.Sol led the blindfolded Diane to his Hummer and put her in the back seat, with Heather again crouching beneath the front seat, the three of them drove off.

No one spoke during the twenty minute drive to Heather’s house, once there Diane climbed into her Infiniti and drove off, still without saying a word. Heather likewise didn’t say a word before entering the house. Sol drove off, knowing that she would never speak to him again.

Jim had cancelled his meeting in Boston and departed a day early, returning to Syracuse late in the afternoon. His first stop was Diane’s apartment and the greeting he received was hostile. In no uncertain terms Diane demanded one year severance pay, totaling nearly fifty thousand dollars, along with an assurance she would be hired to a comparable position in the New York City area, with a different employer. Jim had no choice but to grant her demands.

Upon arriving at his house Jim found Heather distraught, but surprisingly not hostile. Her mood improved visibly when he informed her that Diane would be relocating. Jim attempted to convince her that he was sincere in apologizing for the sordid affair.

Jim and Heather agreed to work on salvaging their marriage. Heather agreed to lose weight, moderate her alcohol and drug use, and to refrain from any extra marital affairs; likewise Jim promised marital fidelity. No effort was made to identify the dominatrix who had terrorized the ladies.

Diane was able to find satisfactory employment, with Jim paying for moving expenses as part of the severance package.She has not communicated with Jim since.

THE END

Double Betrayal

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