Madeline and Sally.

Anthony felt her heart racing as the lights in the office came on, but **** herself to take shallow, silent breaths. She felt certain that her absence from the club must have been noticed much faster than she had anticipated, and this must be Tatiana's Alphas or bully girls searching for her. She felt a wave of dread descend over her. Discovery would mean questions and suspicion, the amulet would be found and taken from her, and she would be reduced once more to a brainless and submissive fuckpuppet in total thrall to Tatiana. She trembled at such a cruel fate, to have had such a brief moment of free will and mental clarity, only to have it snatched away.

Pressing her face close to the slats in the louvre door, she could see into the office, but still be hidden in the shadow of the unlit storage closet. The first to enter was Madeline, Tatiana's secretary and bully girl who handled most of the mundane day-to-day running of the San Francisco Alpha club. Once Madeline had been a She-Alpha, her ring a gift from Anthony when she was the Alpha Captain of Los Angeles. Tatiana had stripped Madeline of her Alpha ring at the same time Anthony had lost both his own ring and his masculinity after his defeat in a battle of wills with Tatiana. However, unlike Anthony, Madeline had not been reduced to a submissive airhead, and her devious mind and penchant for dominating turned girls now served Tatiana.

Closely behind Madeline followed a gorgeous redhead whom Anthony also recognised. Sally, once a filthy rich businessman called Arthur Clemson, was now the bartender at the club and insatiably submissive and addicted to Alpha cock and semen. Madeline had once been Arnold Clemson's maid, but had given he loyalty to Anthony as soon as her boss had been turned and feminised. A betrayal she had repeated just as swiftly when Anthony had become Tawny. The presence of Sally was a relief to Anthony; Tatiana would not have sent a submissive bimbo as part of a search party. Though the danger of discovery remained, Anthony's fear of recapture lessened.

"You know why I replaced you at the bar, Sally?" Madeline was as beautiful as ever with thick raven hair and an hourglass figure. Her natural figure and beauty were enhanced from once wearing an Alpha ring, changes Tatiana had chosen not to remove when she had reduced Madeline to a bully girl.

"No, Mistress Madeline," Sally's pretty face screwed up in concentration as the few brain cells she still possessed struggled with the question.

"You were pestering the visiting Alphas," Madeline enlightened her. "Our Captain has important negotiations, and yet you were interrupting, begging to give blowjobs."

"But Alpha cock is so big and their cum is the yummiest," Sally protested in a whiny high high-pitched voice. "I just wanted to make them happy by sucking their beautiful cocks."

"You were being a needy little slut, a brat," Madeline corrected sternly. "If they wanted your mouth on their cocks they would have ordered you to you knees and used you without you pestering them."

"Yes, Mistress Madeline," Sally clearly still had no comprehension of her misdemenour, but felt she should make some pretence at remorse. "I'm very sorry."

"No, you are not sorry at all, Sally," Madeline contradicted. "The only thing you regret is not being allowed to suck an Alpha cock. A lesson is needed; bend over my desk. You know the position well enough by now."

Sally now looked apprehensive, though she was submissive; she craved an Alpha, which Madeline was not, and the bully girl had spanked or paddled her bottom often enough for her to remember that her butt would sting for the next couple of days. Reluctantly and sullenly, the redhead moved to the desk and bent forward across the desktop. The short, red plaid skirt Sally wore rode up as she bent over to reveal her stocking tops and garter straps. She shuffled her feet until her high-heeled black pumps were about shoulder width apart. Madeline casually flipped the tartan-patterned skirt up and over Sally's ass to leave her buttocks exposed. The turned girl wore no panties, and the pale white globes of her ass quivered, perfectly framed inside the black garterbelt and stocking tops.