Frustration

First of all, there's no chance I'll ever beg that little brat for an orgasm. However, even hours later, there's no real cure for the tension in me from an hour of being brought to the edge of climax and down again, repeatedly. It is painfully easy to become aroused after a session like that. Even the slightest arousing thought sent warmth through me and caused minutes of agonising descent, knowing that there's nothing I can do.

I have a few options at my disposal: I know I can play with her plug, and I know I can use her hair against her. I'm not sure if I can make her make me cum. I could even drag her by her expensive haircut down between my legs and make her lick me through my dirty panties until she presses the button. I feel a twinge of arousal, and my hand slips into my panties.

I think about her masterplan drifting away from her as she helplessly humiliates herself between my legs. I imagine my hand is her face, smushed into my pussy. My finger speeds up over my clit as I imagine her dirty face looking up at me.

And then I remember. "Fuck!"

Angry and horny again.

I can't help but think about my move. It's my turn soon. She has weaknesses too. I know she cares about her reputation a lot, with her friends. And her 'job'. She's interning at a law firm that happens to be retained by her father's businesses. I just need to get through a few more days of this and I'm sure I can find some leverage to unlock my orgasms.

I'm glad she was at work today, as she had been for a few days, but I knew it wouldn't last forever. I can hear her pulling up in her Mercedes, returning from work.

My uniform contorts tightly around me into a short skirt and revealing top. Moments later, I hear footsteps coming towards me. "Here she is!"

I recognise her guests from the videos of the pool I'd watched in the app. The McKensies, I figure, are the guests her father had asked me to lay more seats at the table for. Yet they're here ogling me in my maid outfit.

I stood in the study, behind her father's desk, looking back at them with a feather duster hanging limply from my hand.

"She's not as ...active as she was in your video." One of the guys, Hannah's age, looks disappointed as he takes in every inch of my body with his gaze.

I blushed at the thought that she'd shared the video.

Hannah giggles,. "I'm sure she'd be willing to put on a show."

I look back, saying, "Obviously not," with my eyes.

"It's been a few days since her last show. Maybe she has something pent up she'd like to release." She emphasises the key parts of her sentence carefully to make it clear to me what she's offering.

The guys look at each other excited. One of the girls rolls her eyes and leaves for the bathroom.

I think about it seriously for a moment, before I shake the thought off. I will not negotiate with Hannah and I certainly won't dance for a treat. I hold in my rage and say, as politely as possible, "the table is set for you outside in the shade. Food will be ready at 7."

I'm putting their starters on the trolley, ready to take them out to the dinner party, when I spot Hannah skulking in the doorway.

She smirks evilly when she sees me spot her. "I have an offer for you."

I eye her up. "And what would that be?"

"My friends are disappointed you wouldn't dance for them earlier in the study. They liked my video and they'd really like to see you in action. So I have a proposal. If you do something for me, maybe I can help you out down there." She gestures at my crotch and feigns sympathy in a baby voice. "You must be so pent up after so long."

I scowl. "What do you want, Hannah?"

"Well, remember the other day? You tried to take my phone off of me and your punishment was quite the spectacle. When we're ready, I'll hold out my phone for you to touch and we'll watch the show. And when it's over, I'll let you cum all night if you so wish."

I take a deep breath and wheel the cart past her to the courtyard. I want to be strong, but it's been days. I don't think she knows about my sex drive, but she clearly knows she has leverage.

What do I do?

The scores:

Hannah

Hannah can be a spoiled brat and needs an education.

• A butt plug has been installed. It is controlled by Maria and can only be removed for essential purposes. (10pt)
• Anyone holding Hannah's hair can completely overpower her will. (30pt)

Maria

Hannah thinks Maria needs putting back into her place.

• A mandatory uniform has been installed. It's controlled by Hannah. (15pt)
• Maria's orgasms are completely controlled by Hannah either by forcing one, or banning them entirely. (50pt)

Right now, it seems like Hannah has one over you, but that's only because it's your turn. How do you want to play? You can always forgive her.