The Bottom Becomes The Top

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Mattie is the Domme and Cerys is the bottom in a 24/7 gay relationship. They own a slave named Imogen. Cerys is a bratty bottom with Dom tendancies that Mattie has never let her act on….until now. Imogen and Cerys are both pain slut masochists. Fran is Imogen's girlfriend.

Having a pushy bottom for a girlfriend and a slave had it's downsides for Mattie. Neither were ever satisfied with the amount of pain they received. Cerys had always been insane. She loved and craved pain and attention and she knew how to get it. Imogen on the other hand belonged to Mattie but craved Cerys's attention. Mattie had had to hire a bodyguard for the slave to stop Cerys from accidentally killing her. Imogen didn't help herself. Sometimes Mattie thought that's what she wanted. Imogen had a girlfriend, Fran. Fran and Mattie owned a specialized club and they lived above it.

Mattie had been trying to focus Cerys's mind during a family crisis. It was only an hour since she had given her the most harsh spanking she had ever had. Cerys couldn't sit down but Mattie knew it wouldn't be enough. She also knew the type of 'accidents' Cerys had when she thought she wasn't getting enough attention. She decided that she would kill two birds with one stone and sort out Cerys and the slave at the same time.

She sat watching Cerys tormenting Imogen. An idea had formed in her mind and she got up. "Cerys, five minutes and I need you for a scene." Cerys looked over. Mattie had a strange smile on her lips and Cerys was intrigued.

"I'm going to be taking Imogen in hand aswell. I've had enough of her mouth."

"Yeah but don't ruin her for me." Cerys replied. Mattie smiled and rolled her eyes.

"What, make her behave you mean? God forbid we have a slave who acts like a slave babe."

She took my hand and we went downstairs. Imogen was in the kitchen and Mattie called for Dana. Mattie kissed me and went into her study.

"Imogen, coffee and cigarettes now."

"Yes Ma'am." She came over.

"In pain are we Ma'am?" She said with a hint of amusement in her voice. Fran hadn't beaten her for a while but she was just over the day when she could be touched after her illness. Mattie had paid Fran to have her first.

"Cigarettes." Cerys demanded.

Imogen tried to piss her off with the cigarette lighter by not lighting it properly and Mattie came out. She was calm. She grabbed the back of Imogen's hair and looked at her.

"How rough do you really like it? I want to let Cerys punish you. In the punishment suite. I'll be there just to make sure she doesn't kill you but it'll be her. Have you got anything to say to me before we go?"

"N..n..n no Ma'am."

"No special words?"

"No Ma'am."

"She's going to half kill you. You better yell out loud and clear if you want me to stop her. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Mattie took her downstairs by the hair, holding my hand. That in it'self was a huge turn on. Cerys had never been that bothered about topping before but now she was intrigued watching Mattie with someone other than herself. She sat and watched as she fastened her facing the wall with her arms and legs outstretched leaving her wide open and vulnerable to the touch. It was making Cerys horny watching. She smiled. Her backside was killing her from the spanking she had just endured, sitting so she stood up.

"Mattie, why are you doing this?"

"I think you have a lot of sadist in you babe and maybe you're a switch. You're not going to Dominate me so you can Dominate her."

"You're letting me be the Domme?" She said incredulously.

"Yep but I'm going to stay because I think your sadism borders on homicidal rage. I wanna teach you how not to kill the staff."

Cerys pouted and she lifted her head to meet hers and whispered.

"You're still my little bottom. Can't you feel it? I can remind you again if you like."

She slapped her backside and she yelled out. Imogen laughed. Mattie smiled at Cerys and whispered.

"Go easy. Do what you want to her. She's a pain slut."

"Can I touch her? Is she up for that? Are you?" She nodded.

"Face her forwards then."

"Don't mark her face Cerys."

"You said I could do what I wanted, remember."

"Except that. If you mark her face then Fran will take her."

"So?" Imogen's head hung. She got off on the thought that we didn't care if she left or not.

"Warm her up at the back first, then turn her round." She sighed. She looked at the selection of whips and equipment. There were all these interesting looking clips on a string. Mattie had never used them on her.

"What do I do with these?"

"Place them an inch apart on a sensitive area and then you leave them a while and then rip them off."

She walked over to Imogen and Mattie sat down. She stood behind her. "These your best clothes slave? Cos they need to come off."

"Here." Mattie handed me a knife. Imogen was scared but intrigued. Cerys cut her clothes off so she was naked. Mattie had punished her naked before but Cerys never had seen her naked. She stroked her bottom and reached round the front of her and put her hand on her pussy but not inside. She sucked her breath in and closed her eyes. Cerys cracked her with the whip.

"Eyes open slave." Her eyes flew open and she yelled out.

"Let's see how loud you can scream then shall we?" She shook her head and leant it against the wall.

"What's that? You got something to say to me? Mattie is here so your safe word should be quite effective." She just shook her head and Cerys whacked her again.

"Speak!"

"No Ma'am. I have nothing to say."

"I'll bet you don't. How about if I just keep going til you do?"

"That'll never happen." Cerys laughed.

"Oh I think it might."

"Fuck you." She started hitting her. She tried to keep it rhythmic like Mattie did but she was inexperienced and just went to town on her. Imogen screamed the place down. Mattie stepped over to stop her after 50.

"Change to something else now." Cerys snatched the whip back off Mattie and threw it at Imogen. She picked the zippers up.

"O.k. I need her facing us now." Mattie moved her and turned her round. She took the whip off me and held it to Imogen's face.

"Eyes down." She looked down.

"Just because she doesn't expect you to give her the respect she deserves doesn't mean I don't. If I see you looking at me again I'll crack this across your face."

"Yes Ma'am."

"You can look at her if she lets you but I better not see you looking at me."

"Yes Ma'am."

"Yes Ma'am." Cerys mimicked. She looked in the drawers and cupboards and found a collar.

"What's this Matt?"

"It's to stop her looking down. So she can't see what you're going to do."

"Put that on her then." Mattie did and she was looking away from Mattie the whole time with her eyes across the room. When it was on Imogen couldn't look down at all. Her chin was held up. Cerys bobbed down and sat on a stool.

"So she can't see me now?" Mattie shook her head. She looked interested. Cerys felt the skin on Imogen's inner thigh and it was soft. She got the zipper and looked at Mattie. She mimed was it ok there and Mattie nodded smiling. She lit a couple of cigarettes and passed Cerys one. Cerys sat with it between her lips and put the first clip on. Imogen winced but said nothing. She had started at the top of her thigh, worked them down and put ten on. She got her cigarette and held it really close to Imogen's shaved pussy lips. Cerys smiled as Imogen felt it.

"Please, don't burn me!"

"Oh baby, can't you take that?"

"Not there, no."

"Oh, you think you can tell me where I can and can't burn you."

Mattie came over.

"Don't fucking burn her snatch."

"I can do what I like." Mattie took the cigarette off me laughing. Imogen sighed with relief and Cerys hit her with the crop for it.

"Fucking get me into trouble! Bitch. Say you're sorry!" She kept slapping her over and lover on her outer arms. Imogen was crying and screaming sorry.

"Mean it!"

"I do mean it!" Cerys carried on over and over again. She could see Mattie stirring to get up. Imogen finally cracked. "Stop it you fucking bitch! Stop! I can't take it." That wasn't her safe word. Cerys stopped and laughed evilly.

"Wus." She took the collar off her and Imogen hung her head crying. Cerys lifted her head up and softly licked her tears from her cheeks. She knew she was highly aroused. She had never given anyone an orgasm before apart from Mattie. She looked her in the eye and then softly touched her clit. Imogen took several short breaths.

"My my. Rather wet aren't we?" Cerys took the handle of the whip and bent down. She found the entrance to her pussy and slowly pushed the handle in. It was thick but it went in. She was really wet.

"If that falls out I'm going to whip your tits with it. Fifty on each tit."

"Fifty's too much for tits Cerys."

"She better keep it in then hadn't she?" Mattie shook her head. Without warning Cerys ripped the zipper off. Imogen flailed about and Cerys jammed on her clit at the same time and she began cumming so hard that it shot the whip out of her cunt. Imogen didn't notice and hung exhausted afterwards. Cerys picked up the whip and started whipping her tits. She kept count. After she got to 25 on one side she switched to the other. Her tits were bright red with a few welts from the harder cracks. She was screaming constantly now. The door opened and Fran came in. Cerys stopped. Fran looked briefly at Imogen and then at Cerys.

"How's she doing?"

"She never fucking stops screaming."

"Oh she can. You have to be specific though. Just tell her she has to take ten in a row without screaming before you'll stop. It might take a while because she's a right pain slut but you'll reach her limit eventually." I nodded, impressed. Imogen hated having Fran there. Fran went over to her and kissed her and whispered something and then went.

"So, I was interrupted. I better start again."

"Cerys!" Mattie warned.

"What?"

"Let me turn her round."

"Whatever." She got up and turned her back round.

"Fasten her tight." She tied her knee's and her waist and elbows as well as ankles and wrists. Cerys started whipping her with a leather quirt. It made a real slapping sound. She relaxed into it. Mattie went to the cupboard and got one out with knots in it and she used that. Imogen moaned a bit harder at that especially when she concentrated on her inner thighs. Mattie brought her a cane and she concentrated on her buttocks and then Imogen really started yelling. She whipped all over her back with it and she just screamed and swore at me. Cerys started concentrating on the backs of her ankles. Imogen started begging her to stop. Cerys went over to her and whispered.

"Shut the fuck up and then I might stop. Count of 20."

"That's too many. Fran said 10." I cracked her hard every word I said.

"Fran's....not....here!" She was nearly beside herself now. Mattie came over.

"Use the paddle. She's had enough with the cane." Mattie whispered.

"She can take 20 more with the cane if she's really up for it."

"She's had enough when I fucking say she's had enough." Mattie came round the back of me and put her arms round my waist and felt my crotch.

"Wow, you're really getting off on this aren't you?" I turned and kissed her.

"Imogen's on the edge here. She's ready to cum. Tell her she can't cum unless she stays silent for the stroke of 20 and then she can."

Imogen started to beg Mattie and Mattie snatched the cane off me and put it to Imogen's face.

"Speak to me again and we'll just leave you here and do nothing with you."

"I'm sorry Ma'am."

"That was speaking." Imogen looked like she thought Mattie was going to carry out her threat but Mattie just gave me back the cane. Mattie came round the back of me and started rubbing my clit and my breasts and kissing my neck. I started cracking Imogen and made her count without shouting. I was getting harder and harder and when I got to nineteen I told her she could cum on 20 and she managed 20 and then had earth shattering multiple orgasms. Her back arched as much as the bonds would allow and her head fell back. She completely relaxed hanging from the bonds, her body shaking and twitching. Mattie carried on with me until I came. Imogen was well gone now and collapsed, almost passed out. Mattie lay me on the bed and kissed me.

"I have to look after her." I nodded and watched as Mattie gently got Imogen down and laid her on the other bed. Mattie was very careful with the aftercare of the subs she worked with and while I knew she did it I had never seen it before. I wasn't jealous like I thought I might be. Mattie covered Imogen up and wiped her brow and gave her some water and all the time Imogen was still orgasming. I had never given someone orgasms like that before. Not even Mattie. Mattie stayed with Imogen until she was asleep and then came to me and held me.

"Are you alright? With me and her I mean?"

"Yes. You have a responsibility to her. Do you love her?"

"Yes. I love her for giving herself to me and to you but essentially she's giving herself to me when she gives herself to you. There's no way you could be a top without me there with you, so it was me she was submitting to. Do you love her?"

"Yes. I love her spirit and the fact that she loves me. What does Fran get out of this?"

"Fran is a complicated. She's a Stone butch. She gets everything out of seeing Imogen fulfilled. I think Imogen tires her out actually. She's never satisfied. Fran says Imogen has a fantasy of being beaten til she dies."

"Jesus. I thought I was bad. Do you think she can take more than me?" Mattie smiled.

"No baby. You can take way more than she can. And you're going to." We stayed in the punishment room all night. Fran came in and took Imogen when she had finished work. Imogen couldn't walk so Fran carried her. Mattie laid in bed with me on the slim bed that was in there and we just laid together. She didn't want to talk. Every time I did she kissed me and didn't answer. She had gone quiet. I went to talk again and she reached under the bed and pulled up a ball gag and held it up.

"Open your mouth."

"No, Mattie. Please."

"Open now or I'll make you." I miserably opened my mouth and she pushed the ball in between my teeth and fastened it behind my head. I hated it but loved it at the same time. She then clipped the cuffs together on my wrists behind my back and then covered me up and held me close. She just held me. I was in a permanent state of arousal. It was the most erotic thing she had ever done. Feeling totally at her mercy I fell asleep. When I woke up she was looking at me leant up on one elbow. She wiped my face and took the gag out and kissed me.