"Like that is not how a Domme is supposed to behave. A Domme protects her sub, not throws her to wolves to save their own hide. It was just totally bad!”
“As if you’d know what a Domme is supposed to do. Face it Cassie, you’re a total sub,” Debbie was right in my face.
We were talking about how Kate had treated Emily. I was trying to support Emily who was –understandably- feeling totally lost. Like she thought she had someone to look after her, and what did Kate do? Lose a fight and sacrifice Em instead of taking the punishment herself. I turned to Debbie. ”Like it’s because I am a subbie that I do know how a Domme is supposed to behave. You’d never see Ms Jenn make me take her own punishment. No Ms Jenn looks after me. And Ms Erica Meani should look after you.” Like I had to get that in cuz I knew Debbie hadn’t seen Meani for a while, Meani was away up in the boondocks of Minnesota where she came from- like she was probably visiting Lake Wobegone. And like Debbie was feeling all neglected.
“You shouldn’t do that Debbie. Pouting will go down real well with the Dommes” Like Amy was supporting me, like she was totally right too. But she knew it would make Debbie squirm even more. “And Cassie is so right I don’t really have a voice for Amy…I’d like her to be consistent, but realize that may be hard work. Is it worthwhile?
Debbie just stood there, like she was all sullen.
Michelle walked past. “Hey girls, how are you?"
All of us greeted Michelle except Debbie who just muttered something.
Michelle stopped, "What's wrong with Debbie?" Michelle looked intensely at her.
Debbie shuddered, "Nothing Michelle, sorry I was away with my own thoughts!"
Michelle looked her up and down. She looked thoughtful for a while; she shook her head and walked off.
"What was that all about?" Em asked.
"Like the rumours are Michelle hadn't had a lot of success lately. You know they -Ms T and the Dommes -call her AG."
"Yes," Em nodded.
I went on "Like that's a bit of a joke, like it stands for Action girl , and the joke is she doesn’t get much these days."
"Nah that's right" said Debbie, "she doesn't get any. Like Ms Erica wiped the floor with her just before she had to go back to see her folks."
"When was that Debbie?" Like I hadn't heard that story, I was interested.
Debbie brightened, like she was the centre of attention; we all wanted to hear her tale. And she started telling us.
"What lies are you spreading?" Michelle hissed, her face black with fury. Like none of us had heard her come back. She strode up to Debbie.
Debbie reddened. "I was just telling them what happened," she began falteringly.
"What lies are you spreading? ”Michelle repeated. "You'll find that this Action Girl- yes I heard you Cassie Foxe," she turned to me; I shook, like Michelle was in a total rage, I so hoped she didn't go for me, "has still got plenty of action in her! More than enough to deal with the likes of you sluts!" She turned back to Debbie. "What was so exciting, what were you saying that had everyone listening to you?"
Debbie squirmed, “I was telling the girls about the fight you had with Ms Meani.”
“Oh that skirmish, it hardly amounted to anything did it?” Michelle looked straight at Debbie. Debbie shook. “Look at me Debbie!” Debbie couldn’t, she hung her head, looking at the floor. “Look at me, girl! “Michelle’s words make Debbie shiver. She still didn’t look up. Michelle grabbed Debbie’s chin, she made Dabble look at her. “Well Debbie?”
“Yes Ms” Debbie faltered.
“What do you mean ‘Yes Ms’?” Michelle tapped her right foot on the floor.
“Err Ms” Debbie looked blank.
“Girl, do I have to repeat myself?” Michelle kept tapping her foot and held Debbie’s chin. Debbie flinched. She shivered. “Girl!” Michelle hissed.
Debbie sank to her knees.
“Debbie said nothing but the truth!” Jordan Wolters broke into the scene. Like where had that stuck up bitch been? “Meani defeated you, she worked you over, in full view- just that there weren’t many people there that night so you’ve been able to pretend it didn’t happen. I know better, I know what happened. How many times did you cum for Erika?”
Michelle spun round, straight into a slap from Jordan. I was amazed, like this was totally a new Jordan. Michelle reeled back.
Jordan giggled; “The only action this ‘Action Girl’ gets these days is when some Domme uses her vibe on her” She turned. Like I couldn’t believe it, she thought she had the fight won when all she had done was smacked Michelle across the face. Like sure she had smacked her hard but Michelle was a tough strong, total bitch.
And so Michelle proved; she grabbed Jordy’s arm, swung her round and sent a hard punch with her other hand into Jordy’s midriff.
Jordy seemed to fold as the air rushed from her lungs with a whoosh, she staggered back gasping. Like Michelle just about laughed aloud. “You are pathetic and weak! You stuck up country club whore!”
My mouth dropped, like this was the first I’d heard of Jordan Wolters in the country club set. What was going on and why hadn’t someone told me? I’d have find out; like Jenn would want to know too.
Michelle smirked She closed on Jordy who retreated quickly. “Poor lil baby. Jordy you will look so good in one of this club’s new outfits” No it won’t be any country club dresses, it will these!” Michelle pointed to the wall display where there were two totally hard core bondage suits. They made me all scared and wet at the same time. Michelle giggled.
“Go Michelle, go get her!” Em encouraged, she didn’t’ like Jordy, but then who except Jordy’s little clique did.
Another woman, I didn’t know her called out, “You go AG ! You’ve got her! My money's on you!
Michelle waved “Thank you, Ms Bea.”
And all Jordy could reply was “No fair I wasn’t ready,” she gasped.
Michelle mocked her, “So you slapped me then but then declare you weren’t ready? She paused, closed and circled round her prey. “Nopers".” Like sometimes Michelle said strange things.
Ms Bea closed on a still shivering Debbie who had just got to her feet again. Like she thought she was safe. Ms Bea slapped her face, “Don’t think you can go round trashing my friend’s reputation.” I looked at Ms Bea. She looked strong, commanding; I giggled, she would give Debbie what she deserved.
Bea smacked Debbie’s face hard; she punched the faltering girl in the gut. Debbie stumbled forward; she tried to latch onto Ms Bea’s top with her left hand and to claw her breasts with her right. Bea swung her knee up slamming it hard into the pit of Debbie’s tummy, not once, not twice but three times. Debbie sank to her knees. She was finished. Like she was always a total weak subbie but she’d already been mentally worked over by Michelle, she’d been psychologically battered into submission. She had no chance. Like I wouldn’t have had much of a chance either.
Like I wasn’t really interested, I knew Ms Bea would work Debbie over and toss her to the room. That was a given like Ms Holly would sa.y
Jordy was still game, as Michelle closed on her, she was like, “I’m gonna use your lil vibrating egg on you!"
Michelle pivoted, she brought her right knee up, then swung her leg outwards, thrusting it high, trying to bury her red booted heel into Jordy’s tummy. Like it was then Jordy surprised everyone. Hopping back out of range she caught Michele’s ankle in mid air. She lifted it higher. Michelle’s eyes widened, "" What?... leggo of my leg you wench.” She tugged, trying to free her leg.
Jordy cackled - like she was a hen- "No, I won't!" She kicked Michelle in the groin. I nearly jumped; it was such a totally brutal move!
For what seemed a second or two Michelle stood motionless, like I guess she was in shock; then she gasped and cringed in pain, almost sobbing.
Ms Bea gasped, "Maybe it’s a good thing I didn't bet" She turned back to a writhing moaning topless Debbie. "As for you girl!" Like she didn't care what happened to Michelle; she just wanted to work a subbie over, she totally didn’t care that it was Michelle who had got Debbie all weak and needy. Dommes, sometimes they made me puke.
Jordan, still holding onto Michelle's leg, stepped up, pushed a weakened Michelle over. Michelle fell heavily to the floor. Before she had a chance to recover, Jordan had straddled her and bounced on her belly trying to drive the air out of Michelle’s lungs.
“I don’t believe it” Amy was as amazed as the rest of us, “That stuck up bottle blonde is just all over Michelle, and I was so sure that Michelle would destroy Jordy!”
“Michelle will fight back, like it’s not over yet!” I replied.
“Give up bitch!”Jordan hissed.
“Someone’s cocky” one of the guys chuckled. Guys always watched Jordy fight. Like they always watched Jordy do anything. They knew that there was a real good chance that she put out for them. Like if a guy offered her a seat on the bus, she’d put out for him And like she showed us all how totally cocky she was. She turned and smiled and batted her eyes at the guy, like the true slut she was. Like she totally focused on him not Michelle. Michelle didn’t lose focus. she clamped her hands onto Jordan’s boobs and squeezed, her nails dug into the soft flesh. Jordan squealed, she hissed with pain, she tried to pull Michelle’s hands off.
“Like what did I say, Michelle’s fighting back!”
“Oh my!” Michelle chuckled; she wasn’t fazed by her predicament , “Seems someone doesn’t like their ultrasensitive boobs to be squeezed do they?....hmm?” She applied more pressure. Then as Jordan squirmed and squealed she extended her claws, raking and tearing at Jordan’s flesh, before latching on again and squeezing even harder as her long, hardened, manicured nails dug in deeply.
Jordan squealed; her hands sought Michelle’s breasts; she tried to squeeze back. Like all thoughts of controlling Michelle had gone, she was totally reacting; she was so totally a foolish bitch, she should have pressed her attack and she’d have had Michelle. But then that was Jordan Wolters, like she was a total bubblehead. She tried to attack Michelle’s boobs for a good 30 seconds before she realised that didn’t work. Her own boobs must have been on fire, she was squealing with pain. She desperately punched at Michelle’s softened up tummy- like that itself was proof her own attack was weakening, Michelle had squirmed enough to free up her tummy. Jordy was only squatting over Michelle’s thighs and groin.
Michelle gasped, but showed her strength and true dominance as she hissed “You bitch! Give up now before it is too late!” Still her fingers must have loosened, Jordy was able to seize Michelle’s wrists, pull her arms over her head and knee her in the belly.
Jordy mimicked Michelle “Bitch give up” as she sent another knee into Michelle’s belly. “You will surrender!”
“Ames, I think Michelle might be in trouble, like Jordy is totally powering it tonight.” I was amazed, but worse than that, I shivered, like where had Jordy got all this strength from, what would she do to me?
Michelle groaned as the second knee hit her belly, she still struggled to free her wrists. She hissed “You are so gonna pay!"
Jordan returned to her old tactic, bouncing on Michelle’s belly, she did it three times. Each time Michelle gasped and groaned, like it must have so hurt and so winded her. Michelle swore, she winced, she twisted back and forth, then bent her left leg up and slammed the knee into the small of Jordy’s back
One of the guys said, “It’s not a fight now it’s an ass whopping”
He was wrong, Jordy yelped with pain as the knee hit her, she scooted up on Michelle’s body, sitting on her chest. Somehow Michelle managed to swing her leg out, then back in again, in front of Jordan’s neck. She tried to push Jordan back. Jordy leant forward, she tried to pin Michelle. Michelle groaned, she strained to keep Jordan from leaning forwards to complete her pin, she strained more yet as she straightened her leg, like she was trying to push Jordy backwards. Jordy countered that, like she jerked her head back, forward then bobbed it down, as Michelle's leg slipped from her neck, her right hand latched onto Michelle's throat, she was choking her. Like I was so shocked. I trembled.
Jordy hissed, "Give up bitch," as she squeezed.
Michelle writhed, like she was totally desperate, no one had expected her to be where she was, so close to being defeated by Jordy - Jordan Wolters of all people. But Michelle wasn't done yet, she clawed at Jordy's hair, she tugged hard, jerking Jordy. Jordy squealed and yelped. Michelle tugged harder, pulling left and right alternately. Jordy squealed again and released her grip, but that wasn't all.
No, like Michelle tugged her totally off her. "Yes, yes!" I hugged Amy!
Michelle squirmed sideways and flopped over, face down, panting. "Get up Ms Get up please!" I encouraged her. She got up on her hands and knees, like she needed to catch her breath. But Jordy gave her no time. She straddled Michelle’s back, she bounced on it. Michelle groaned. Jordy kicked Michelle’s hands from under her. Michelle fell in a heap on her tummy. Jordy reached under Michelle’s neck and yanked her chin up. Michelle tried to slap at Jordy. I could see her eyes blinking, she was in so much pain, but like it was worse than pain, imagine a strong powerful woman like Michelle being so close to defeat at the hands of a slut like Jordy, like she was totally weak. Far weaker than me. Like Michelle was totally humiliated.
And it was going to get even worse! Jordy hissed at her “I will snap you in two”
Michelle squealed, “My back, my back”. She struggled vainly to get traction with her boots, she scrabbled on the floor as she tried to get up, she failed, she tried to slam her elbows into Jordy.
Jordy ignored the pain; she pulled Michelle’s head up. “You poor thing” she mocked. Michelle still tried; like she raked her hard nails over Jordy’s wrist. But Jordy knew she had almost won. She pulled on Michelle’s chin arching the bigger girl’s back.
Michelle’s eyes fluttered, she gasped, she kicked her legs on the floor, she tried to prise Jordy’s hands from her throat. She failed. Jordy yanked once more, Michelle shrieked with pain, then tapped the floor, “You win!” She surrendered.
Like I couldn’t believe it. I just stood there. Jordy made Michelle stand up; she made Michelle take her blouse off. “So much for Action Girl! Anyone would think with a nickname like that you were some kind of super heroine. Well you’re not. “She slapped Michelle’s face. Michelle whimpered. Jordy threw Michelle’s blouse in the air. She began playing with Michelle’s breasts, stroking them, squeezing them. She made Michelle prance around the room. “Go on, lift those knees higher” she commanded, spanking Michelle’s butt repeatedly.
Jordy made Michelle walk over to Lyn Thay who was sitting at a table. Thay smiled, she played with Michelle, making her moan and squeal. She whispered something to Jordy. Jordy giggled, went to the lockers and came back.
I gasped, like I had never before seen what she had- a bridle sort of face mask , and something else I couldn’t see- it was in a bag. She fitted the bridle to Michelle’s face, made her bite on the bit. Then she pulled a butt plug from the bag, like this was no normal butt plug it was more like a horse’s tail. She ripped Michelle’s panties from her and shoved the butt plug up Michelle’s ass. Michelle squealed and tossed her head.
“That’s right prance you pony girl!”Jordy cackled. Michelle squealed and sobbed and moaned as Thay and Jordy worked her, playing with her breasts stroking her , they had her kneeling, they had her bent over a table taking a strapon , they had her moaning after they put an egg inside her.
And then they made Michelle bend over, onto her hands and knees. They made her give peeps rides. And Thay gave the rider a crop, she was like “You’ll need to use the whip to make the pony girl go fast! She’s such a slack pony!” And the riders did, and the more poor Michelle begged them to stop, the more they’d whip and punish her.
Like I was totally horrified, if Jordy did that to a strong girl like Michelle what would she do to me? I was like “Ams, Em, we need to go.”And we did even though some peeps jeered at us saying we were running away. Like what could I say?
My thanks to the originals of Jordy and Michelle for allowing me to turn their cyber fight into this story and for their suggestions to make it bettter , and to my wonderful editor Judy who made it so much better still. And my thanks to my readers for their encouragement.
