The Slut Who Became a Lamb

Mrs. Despoina, 45 years old, owner of a small trading company, was the ultimate bitch in a suit. Strict, rude, an old maid with a thousand quirks. She swore, humiliated, broke people. After two small mistakes by 26-year-old Nana, she targeted her until she decided to fire her.

Nana found out from her friend in accounting. Together with her best friend, 28-year-old Voula, they decided not to let the matter rest. They would punish her. They would break her. They would make her their slave.

On the day of the firing, as soon as everyone had left, Mrs. Despoina called Nana to her office. Voula was already hidden inside. The conversation immediately got out of hand.

"Listen to me, you old cunt. Sign the paper, take your money and get lost from in front of me."

"What did you say, you old hag? You'll see now."

Nana lunged at her. Voula came out of hiding. Within seconds, Mrs. Despoina was on the floor. They put handcuffs on her, placed a cloth with chloroform over her mouth. When she woke up, she was naked, tied onto her desk, with her legs spread and bound to the desk legs. Around her neck she already had a collar with a leash.

The two girls didn't speak to her. They beat her first. A rod on her ass cheeks, a whip on her back, on her tits, on the inside of her thighs. Every blow left red lines. Mrs. Despoina screamed, cried, begged. They laughed.

Then came the strap-on. Big, thick, without mercy. They tore her pussy first. Nana fucked her hard while Voula sat on her face and forced her to lick. When Nana came on the strap-on, she pulled it out and put it in Mrs. Despoina's mouth to clean it. Then they switched. Voula took her ass. Dry at first, then with her own juices. Mrs. Despoina screamed from the pain until her voice became hoarse.

They put her on all fours. They put the leash on her and walked her around the office like a dog. Every time she hesitated, they hit her genitals with the rod. In the end, they forced her to drink. First Nana, then Voula. They opened her mouth and pissed inside. She swallowed everything crying. They took photos and videos of every moment. Of the beating, of the fucking, of the piss running from her mouth, of her face full of tears and saliva.

When they finished, they left her tied on the floor and left.

Mrs. Despoina returned home hours later. She hurt everywhere. Her pussy and ass were burning and bleeding. Her stomach hurt from the piss. She stank. But the worst was inside her head. The humiliation. The image of herself tied up, naked, licking pussies and drinking piss.

The next day, when she recovered, she realized she had two options: to report them and risk the videos getting out everywhere, or to submit. And the more she thought about it, the more she remembered not only the pain... but also the wetness between her legs when they fucked her. The feeling that someone was finally breaking her.

On Thursday, Nana entered her office.

"Have you decided?"

Mrs. Despoina didn't speak. Nana smiled coldly.

"Kneel. Now."

Mrs. Despoina knelt.

Nana pulled down her pants and sat in the executive chair with her legs open. Her pussy still smelled faintly of piss.

"Lick. And clean me with your tongue. Then you'll tell me how much you want it."

Mrs. Despoina bent down and began to lick. Slowly at first, then deeper. Nana grabbed her by the hair and pushed her in further.

"From now on you call me Mistress Nana. And the other one Mistress Voula. Understood, you old slut?"

"Yes... Mistress Nana..."

"Tell me you like it. Tell me your pussy is dripping right now."

Mrs. Despoina trembled. But she said it.

"I like it... Mistress... I want to be your slave..."

Nana came in her mouth. Mrs. Despoina swallowed it all and cleaned with her tongue until the last drop.

"Tomorrow night at your house. Naked. On all fours. Collar. Whip and rod in your hands. And you will have shaved everything. Pussy, ass, everything. If you're late or if you're not ready, I'll beat you until you can't sit for a week."

On Friday evening the door opened and the two girls entered. Mrs. Despoina was waiting for them as they had told her: naked, on all fours, collar around her neck, whip and rod in her outstretched hands.

They took her by the leash and dragged her to the living room. They beat her first on her ass cheeks and back until she began to cry loudly. Then they sat on her. They made her carry them like a horse around the house, while hitting her ass with the rod at every step. When her legs gave way, they threw her down and forced her to lick their feet, then their pussies, then their asses.

Nana put on the strap-on and fucked her on the floor while Voula sat on her face. This time Mrs. Despoina wasn't screaming only from pain. Her sounds had changed. They were deeper. Wetter.

Nana understood.

"You like it, huh? You like me tearing your pussy while you lick Mistress Voula's asshole. Say it. Loudly."

And then something broke completely inside Mrs. Despoina. Her voice came out hoarse, almost pleading:

"Yes... I like it... tear my holes... make me your slave... beat me... fuck me... I want to lick you... drink your piss... be your little bitch... bring Maria too to humiliate me... do whatever you want... I'm yours..."

The two girls looked at each other. They smiled.

The bitch had started to become a lamb.

And she had just begged them to slaughter her even deeper.