Bratty Submissive Gets Owned By Lesbian Domme Pt 1

Women all have at least one friend that tries to act as if they’re better than everyone else. In my friend group, it’s Nicole. The behavior started making itself known a couple of years ago after she lost her mom. We were gentle with her, and I’m not sure she was used to that. Nicole viewed our empathy as a tool, then, to get what she wanted, and never let up. Each day we endured her bratty, demanding, self-centered behavior, the more we glared at her behind her back.

I’m sure she thought she was in control and had us wrapped around her finger, but we’re not dumb; we didn’t need to see a stack of books professing her intentions, the woman gave off her own “Bat Signal” of toxic behavior. So one night, we all got together without her and started plotting our revenge.

Goldilocks

I hosted the first “Nicole Is Trash And Needs Reconditioned” party in my living room. Not to be rude, I went to work spreading out my cutest charcuterie boards and poured some vintage red wine.  As the ladies snacked on brie and fresh grapes, we began discussing the subject at hand.

Beth broke the ice as she imitated how the bratty submissive would have described my spread.

“Wowwww, no white whine? I guess we all have to suffer if we don’t like red, hmmph!”

The pout at the end made us all lose our shit, to be honest. It was spot on. It would have been so easy to keep that line of thought going, because, like Smeagol from Lord Of The Rings, she was only satiated when she had her “precious”. Except her “precious” changed from moment to moment.

Instead, I remained silent as the other four women finished their jokes about our bratty friend. After years of mistreatment, they deserved a few moments to vent before we moved on to plotting out our attitude adjustment for her. I was intent on getting it just right. Too harsh, and she’d bow out never to be seen again, and too gentle and she’d feel like she’d won a prize by receiving all of our attention.

But I’ve read the story of Goldilocks And The Three Bears, and am an expert at navigating fine lines, hahaha!

The Plan Takes Shape

I’ll skip the most fantastical plans the ladies came up with to torment our bratty submissive. They were over the top and bound to get us in legal trouble, but if you really want to know what illicit plots got turned down, be sure to purchase the audio blog from my store that goes along with this little tale and I’ll tell you all about them!

Beth, Riley, Genna, Jessica, and I came up with a few viable options though. All of them centered around Nicole’s over-inflated ego. She’d convinced herself she was hotter than the rest of us, even with her somewhat frumpy appearance, and we knew we could use that to our advantage. Our initial thought was to have her come over to show us how to dress more like her, have her try on a corset and, as we laced her in, tie her to my bedpost and force orgasm after orgasm onto her bratty pussy as we mocked her.

It was a good plan, but it lacked finesse. I needed Nicole to comprehend that she was our equal once we were through. Currently, that was a lie, though. She was objectively not our equal, but rather, our lesser. Basically, the velociraptor of the group wanted to snack on us rather than help us hunt. And we, desperately needed to correct that deviance before we started integrating her back into the group.

So, when Genna suggested we call her off of work after we lure the bratty submissive over into our trap for long-term placement in my basement, I jumped on it!

 

If you enjoyed part one of my bratty submissive attitude-adjustment, you should totally check out my last blog, Naughty Roleplay No 1: Flirty Flight Attendant Seduction PT 1

 

 
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