Madeline has not finished with Sally yet.

"It never fails to impress me how you turned girls make far better bitches than those of us who were born female," Madeline sneers at Sally as the redhead pants and gasps, sprawled across Madeline's desk in a partial swoon from her orgasm. "You. Gabby, Tawny, the more powerful and dominant the man you once were, the more compliant and sluttish you become as a woman. You still remember that you were once a man, don't you, Sally? That you once had a cock, that I was your servant, and you fucked me?"

"I had a cock?" Sally screwed up her face, making an effort to remember her existence as Arnold Clemson. "My cock was really small, not like the Alphas. Not like Mistress Tatiana's."

"Hmmm, your cock was average for a normal man," Madeline corrected Sally. "You are spoiled with the amount of Alpha cock you've sucked and had inside you, girl."

"You had a cock too!" Sally blurted out. The memory of Madeline in the short time she had been a she-Alpha flashed through her mind. "Bigger than mine, you fucked me and it felt good."

Madeline scowled, the reminder of her brief taste of real power as an Alpha souring her mood. She brought her hand around in a wide swing, the sound of her palm striking the soft flesh of Sally's already red and glowing rump a loud report in the small office. Sally yelped and her hips bucked, making her crimson buttocks jiggle. Madeline stalked around her desk and reached down to open a drawer. Anthony felt her heart pound, fearing the missing cashbox would be noticed. She relaxed when Madeline opened the drawer above the one that had held the cashbox. The bully girl removed an item from the drawer and smirked at Sally.

"If it is a big cock and a fucking you remember best, then I can refresh that memory." In Madeline's hands was a huge black dildo and a harness. "Perhaps not as rewarding for you as feeling an Alpha's cock filling that greedy cunt, Sally, but you will still be begging to cum like the little brat you are."

Madeline was wearing a black, asymmetric dress that was open down the right side, leaving her right hip, leg and the sideboob of her pert, rounded breast bared. The open side was secured only by straps and a clasp at her shoulder, bust and hip. The lack of bra or panty straps on her bare side advertised the fact that the raven-haired beauty wore nothing beneath the figure-hugging dress. Slowly and deliberately, she unclipped the clasps starting at her shoulder and working downwards. The dress fell away into a crumpled heap at Madeline's feet once the last clasp was freed.

Tawny brought her tiny fist to her mouth to stifle a sigh as Madeline's naked form was revealed. The bully girl's body was as lushly perfect as Tawny remembered, her natural beauty enhanced by the Alpha ring she once wore. Large breasts without a hint of sag, prominent dark nipples hardened to thick nubs. A tiny waist accentuated her wide hips and legs, long and shapely in her high heels. Madeline's labia was dark and plump, shaven smooth, and the obvious swell of her clitoral hood promised a large and swollen clit once it was teased from the fleshy folds that hid it from view.

Desire for the female form was a male trait that, being turned and feminised by the power of an Alpha ring, did not appear to lessen in the slightest. Perhaps this was intentional, Anthony thought, being in proximity to other turned girls, and even the sight of her own body still aroused her, even though, as Tawny, that arousal brought craving for the taste and penetration of cocks. Anthony watched breathlessly as Madeline pressed herself against her office desk, her bared labia a few inches above the desktop and right in front of Sally's face as she lay across the desk.

"Lick me out, little slut," Madeline commanded. "Once I have cum I will give you a fucking to remember."