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"Sam."
"John."
"So, what did you think of Chyler's party?"
"Bitch."
"Heh."
"Stupid slut was practically crawling all over you. She's always pulling crap like that."
"Really? First time I've noticed."
"Ever since we turned twelve the dumb slut has been stealing my boyfriends."
"You're kidding."
"No kidding. Not only that, any guy who even shows interest in me she steals. I'm surprised it took her this long to go after you."
"She ever fail, or am I the first."
"..."
"Heh. I'm the first, aren't I?"
"Yes. Stupid bitch. Stupid guys."
"I'm not surprised. Chyler is hot, and I mean hot hot."
"John..."
"Just the right height, not too tall, not too short, and so slender and athletic, and the way she moves just screams 'look at me'."
"John..."
"That long, dark hair is like a sheet of silk, it's so smooth, framing that perfect, alabaster face--she's got the face of a model, so perfect. Her eyes, that startling green, and her lips, such full, pale lusciousness, are so sexy."
"John..."
"And let's not forget her tits, like firm apples sitting so high on her chest; she doesn't wear a bra, did you know that, Sam?"
"Are you trying to piss me off? If you are..."
"Hold up a minute Sam, I'm not done yet. I didn't get to mention her waist, so narrow I think I could have wrapped my hands around it. The skin on her stomach--flawless, firm. I bet being a gymnast helps with that, eh Sam?"
"God damn it John..."
"Her hips, and that ass, they're a fucking wet-dream: rounded, full, firm, you'd never think that such a slender girl could have such a sweet ass."
"Fuck you."
"Hey, don't be mad the girl's got it over you in the looks department. I mean, she's got legs that go on forever, and I've never seen legs so gorgeous, so strong and lean with muscle in just the right places."
"..."
"Good thing I think there are more important things than looks, isn't it, Sam?"
"Fuck you, bastard."
"Hey, come on. I pushed her off of me, remember? Embarrassed the hell out of her too, didn't it?"
"..."
"Besides, I've got a present for you."
"It had better be good, you bastard."
"It is, it is. Come on, we have to take a short trip."
...
"John, why are we at Chyler's house?"
"You know that her parents are gone for a week, right?"
"Yah. That's why she threw that party, besides trying to fuck my boyfriend, the slut."
"Well, just wait."
"Why do you have a key to her place?"
"I called her this morning and apologized for how I treated her last night, saying I didn't want to upset you."
"There better be a good punch-line here."
"Don't worry, there is. Well, she pouted a bit, but invited me over for some fun."
"Son of a..."
"Hold on! Our ideas of fun were slightly different, as you're about to see."
"What do you mean?"
"Come on, it's in the attic, your present, I mean."
...
"Jesus!"
"Do you like it?"
"Jesus Christ! John. Oh fuck."
"Do you like it?"
"You didn't...?"
"No. She's untouched, well, except for all they guys she's slutted around with. I mean I haven't touched her, besides the obvious."
"How?"
"Like I said, she invited me over, so I came over; she really turned on the sex appeal, let me tell you, but then, I already have the perfect girl, so what did I need this slut for? So I tasered her and brought her up here for you."
"God. I love it."
"I thought you would."
"Ahh...ahhh...uhh..."
"Shut up Chyler, you dumb slut, trying to steal my boyfriend. You've gotten what you deserve."
"John."
"Sam."
"What's that?"
"The ass hook? Well, you know how, when you bend over and your legs are straight your back tends to hunch? I really don't like that look, so I asked her to put her hair in a braid before I came over, since I like your braid so much, and used it and a bit of rope to give her back a nice arch. Of course, the strain in her neck is something else--just look at how much she's drooled in the past few hours."
"The ring gag is so...perfect for the slut. I'm sure she's sucked off plenty of my ex's just to get at me. Now that mouth of hers is stretched open for just one purpose. Jesus, it's beautiful.
"Her arms must be killing her, pulled back like that, supporting her weight. Delicious. I love the way you've made it so she's up on her toes. You put eye-bolts into the floor?"
"Just a few. Two so I could keep her legs spread about a foot and a half apart, and a few more here and there."
"Are those one ounce weights on her nipples?"
"Two ounce. Gives those tits a nice stretch, don't you think?"
"Perfect. Just perfect."
"Hey slut! That's right, Chyler, you. Look at me. Look at your former best friend, you dumb bitch. You thought you could humiliate me even more, taking John from me. Look where all your whoring has gotten you. And better yet, your parents aren't going to be home for five more days. Did you hear that, slut? I'm get to play with you for five whole days.
"You can't see them, Chyler, but John brought me some toys. A cane, so I can beat that ass you like to swing around in front of all the guys; a bunch of clamps, just like those on your precious little tits right now, and a couple which are very big; lots of dildos and vibrators, just what a slut like you craves; and...what is that?"
"An electric wand. Hurts like hell."
"You hear that, slut? You are going to hurt. But, then again, you're such a slut you're probably turned on right now, aren't you?"
"Ahh...uhh...ohh..."
"John, why don't you give her a taste of what she's missing?"
"..."
"Use your mouth on her, show her how good you are."
"You think she deserves it?"
"While you're showing her what she's missing, I'll be giving the slut what she deserves with this cane here."
"Beautiful."
"Feel that, slut? Feels good, doesn't it? I can see it in your eyes, Chyler, I can see how you're starting to groove to it. He's the best, my man is. He's made me cum again and again until I thought I was going to die. He's got a magic tongue. Getting close already? We can't have that, slut."
"Ahhhhhh!"
"That one is for James Pacer in seventh grade."
"Uhhhh!"
"And that one is for Greg Koppish."
"Ahhhh!"
"Ed Fischer."
"And five more more eighth grade, you slut. God damned. I love the way you're ass shakes each time I beat it; I love the way the cane leaves a red welt across your flesh. Is that you sobbing, you dumb cunt? You should be. Here's ten for freshman year, half of what you deserve, you slut. God damned, your thighs are shaking, slut. Are you cumming, you greedy whore? Are you cumming on my man's mouth while I beat your slutty ass? Slut. Whore. Here's ten more for this year, Chyler, ten more to turn your ass into hamburger.
"How's the slut taste, John?"
"Like fucking nectar; her cunt juice is as perfect as the rest of her.... Damn, you sure did a number on her ass."
"Yah, and her sobbing is turning me on. Is that a strap-on? You're a fucking genius, John."
"You going to fuck her, Sam?"
"Hell yes. But I want to look into her eyes, to see her tears, to see her pain, while I rape the bitch. Should we take her down?"
"Why don't you skull fuck her? Think how hot it would be to shove a fake cock down her throat while looking down at her."
"You're a genius. She should do something for you, too, after you gave her such a good cum. Why don't you take her ass? Slut needs a good ass-raping."
"You sure?"
"Yah. She was going to give it up to you anyway, right? It's only fair that you get a piece from the slut. Isn't that right, Chyler? You were going to let my man fuck your ass, weren't you? Dumb slut. Bet you love it in the ass, bet you're loving it right now. Well, you won't love it when I've got this dildo shoved down your throat."
"Give me a minute, Sam, to take out the ass-hook and retie her head back.... Ready, Sam?"
"Yah, I'm just adjusting this thing. God, it's strange--feels like I have a weapon sticking out of me."
"Looks sexy."
"Get ready, bitch, I'm going to jam this thing down your throat."
"Uhhhh."
"Jesus, Sam, this cunt's pussy is incredible."
"Huh. Oh, I thought you were going to fuck her ass."
"I am, but I thought I'd lube up in her cunt. It's wet enough. And tight. My God, Sam, she's got the tightest fucking cunt, and it's smooth as silk. It's in-fucking-credible."
"You're making me jealous."
"Hey, don't worry, Sam. This slut's a fucking fine piece, but you're my girl."
"You hear that, Chyler? You're nothing but a fuck-hole to my boyfriend, and to me. You like the taste of plastic, slut? You like it? Look at me, cunt! Oh yah, I love your tears, they make me so hot, make me want to hurt you more. Having a hard time breathing, are you? Ah, it feels good, fucking your mouth; how's it feel for you, slut? Bet you love it. Hey, you feel that, that's John getting ready to ream out your asshole. Looking forward to it, I bet. Oh yah, scream, bitch, it feels so good. Uh. Damn, bitch, you took it all the way in. Took my fake cock to the root. Oh yah, uh, uh. Fuck her harder, John, fuck her harder."
"Jesus, Sam, her ass is fucking, oh my god, it's sweet. Tight...hot...my god she's going to make me cum, the slut. The slut is going to make me cum. Ahhhh...damn."
"You feel that slut? That's my boyfriend cumming in your slut's ass. Oh god, you're going to make me cum too, you dirty whore...slut...bitch...oh god I'm cumming.... Jesus."
"Sam."
"Yah?"
"Switch?"
"Jesus yes."
"How do you like the taste of your ass on my cock, Chyler? Oh yah, it feels good in your mouth, nice and warm and wet. Sam isn't being too gentle with you back there, is she, Chyler? She's really trying to hurt you. But then, you've been trying to hurt her for years, haven't you? This is just a little payback.
"There's something I don't understand, though, Chyler. You're a fucking walking wet dream. I mean, I've never seen a chick as hot as you--I mean models, actresses, you're hotter, sexier, the sexiest damned girl out there. What the fuck do you have against Sam? Why are you constantly screwing with her?
"I know you can't answer with my cock in your mouth and the gag stretching your mouth wide, but think on it as we enjoy a little revenge."
...
"Hey Sam."
"What?"
"Slut's mouth has gotten me hard again. Okay if I use her pussy?"
"What am I supposed to do?"
"You've been fucking her ass for almost ten minutes now, Sam. You've cum how many times?"
"Twice."
"Maybe you should take a break."
"Fuck that."
"Well, there's always her tits, and her clit."
"You're right. I'm getting a bit tired back here anyway. Go ahead and use her cunt. You hear that, Chyler? He's going to rape you now, rape you nice and long. And to make sure you don't enjoy it too much, I'm going to play with your tits, those tits you're so proud of."
"Damn. I'm telling you, Sam, if there were a pussy hall of fame, this pussy'd be in it. Jeez, you're really going to use the wand?"
"Of course. Bitch deserves some pain. Now, where to start? That mouth of yours looks interesting. You look hot, Chyler, like you're being impaled on this wand."
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Jesus! Hahaha! That was wild. Hahaha! The bitch's eyes rolled up in her head! Jesus!"
"Do it again, Sam! The way her body shook felt incredible around my cock. Give her another shock!"
"Right on your tit, bitch, feel that! And that! Jesus, John, look how her whole body jerks! It's wild. Hahaha! Now for your clit!"
"Uhg. Ugh. AHHHHHHHH! Uhg. Uhg. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Dammit Sam, don't stop. Keep it there. Her cunt is going wild. Oh jeez, oh jeez, I'm going to cum."
"Bitch is pissing herself, goddammit, bitch is pissing herself!"
"Fuck, I'm cumming, cumming in your sexy body, Chyler, cumming!"
"Hahaha! Bitch pissed herself. Stupid bitch pissed all over herself."
"I've got to piss, too, now. You know how I like to clean the pipes after a cum."
"Good idea. Dirty slut's mouth is jacked open. Seems like a perfect place to let loose."
"Uhhhh. Ahmmmm. Ooooo. Uh. Uh. Uh."
"Soak the bitch. Piss all over the slut. All over her face and hair. Ah, bullseye: right in her slut mouth. My turn. You dirty whore. How do you like being pissed on? Taste it, taste my piss, slut!"
"Damn, Sam, she's a mess, and she stinks."
"Dirty slut."
"Sure, but I don't want to clean the bitch up."
"Why should we? Slut can clean herself up. Go ahead and untie her."
...
"Please Sam, please John, please, please just leave, just stop. I promise I won't tell. I promise. You got me back, okay? You punished me for all those times I stole your boyfriends, all those times I took those boys who were interested in you. Please, just please stop."
"Ah, look John, look at the little baby slut crying. Doesn't hot, arrogant Chyler look pathetic?"
"I think she looks sexy--you know, ridden hard and put away wet."
"Pig."
"Hey, I can't help it if she's hot."
"John, John, please, please, it doesn't have to go any farther. You can just leave, you and Sam. I promise I won't tell."
"Of course you won't tell, Chyler. What would you say? That the guy you invited over to fuck raped you? That he invited over his girlfriend? It would be your word against mine, and Sam's. Don't forget how you acted at your party. And just think, when it came out what kinds of kinky games you like to play how your life would be ruined. You'd probably have to move. What would your parents think of that?
"No, Chyler, you won't tell, and you're right, we don't have to go any farther, but my girlfriend here, the one you tried to screw over by screwing me, wants you to pay a little bit more for your slutting around."
...
"Hey Sam, how many is she up to now?"
"Five. She's working on her sixth."
"Damn. I've only been gone a half-hour. Slut's really coming along, and all it's taken is a few days."
"I know. I'm actually a little jealous. I usually only cum that hard, and that many times, when you're eating me. And look, she's practically swimming in her own cunt-juice."
"She's a slut. What do you expect. Mind if I fuck her?"
"Go ahead."
"Chyler. You know the drill. On your back and open those sexy, sweet legs of yours. Oh yes, that's nice, wrap them around me, hug me with those firm, slender thighs. Damn, you've got the sweetest, tightest pussy. Yah. Kiss me, make me believe I'm the greatest fuck you've ever had."
"Ooohhh. Ahhh. Uhh. Uhh. Ahhhhhh. So good... sooo gooood..."
"Don't forget, you slut, to cum. He's got his cock in you, and a slut like you cums whenever she's got a cock in her cunt, ass or mouth. So make sure you cum, and you know better than to fake it."
"Ahhh. Uh. Uh. Uhhhggg. Ahhhhh. Oohhhh. Huhm. Huhhmmm. Ahhhh. Ehhhh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Ooohhhhh... I'm cumming... oohhhhh."
"That's right slut, cum for me, cum around my cock, god damned hot bitch."
"Ahhh... Don't stop... ahhh... uhhh... ohhh gooooodddddd I'm cumming again."
"Shit shit shit I'm cumming! Right into your cunt, you slut!"
"Get back to work on that slut's cunt of yours, Chyler. You've got eight more cums before you get to lick up the mess you've left and then give me some head."
"How're her cunt-licking skills coming along?"
"Not bad. Nowhere near yours, but she's good enough. And I love making her do it--I can see the repulsion in her eyes every time. It turns me on."
"Sadist."
"You have her room ready?"
"Yep. As soon as you're done here we can clean her up and take her through the script. Oh. There goes number eight. Damn, she's quick. I love the way her thighs shake when she cums, and the way her lips part, just a little, and the way her chest heaves. Damn, slut is sexy."
"Yah, yah. Sexy blah blah. Will the suit cover the marks?"
"It should. As part of the script one of the first things she's going to do is to put the wrist and ankle cuffs on her while talking about how much it turns her on. That should help to hide the marks on her wrists and ankles."
"It's her ass and tits I'm most worried about."
"You did do a number on her tits, did you, Sam?"
"They just looked so perfect clamped together, and she screamed so beautifully when I beat them."
"Well, she won't be able to take off her bikini top, but that's fine. I figure pulling aside the crotch of her bottoms and using a big dildo on herself will be enough."
"Yah. She won't want video of that getting out, especially since we'll make sure to get a few good shots of her cumming her slutty brains out."
"I'm really going to like having her around as our plaything."
"Me too. This has been the best present ever."
...
"John, give me a kiss."
"What are you doing here? I though you had to study for your math test?"
"I took care of it, or, rather, I had Chyler take care of it."
"Mr. Kindricker? Really? I didn't think he was into that. What did it take?"
"A blowjob."
"That's it?"
"For now. I suspect that he'll want more later, but I'm sure Chyler will drive a nice bargain for us. She told me he got really excited when she started playing with herself while she was sucking him."
"That's what, four teachers?"
"Yep. By the way, how's Ted like her? It was nice of you to tell her to start going out with him."
"He is my best friend, and he was still a virgin. I figured a girl like Chyler could make a man of him. As it stands, he cannot believe his luck. She's started to giving him some ass to mouth action."
"Dirty boy."
"I think I'll tell her to start asking for a little bondage soon. That should blow his mind."
"How about you. You use her recently?"
"Four times in the past week. One fewer than I've fucked you."
"Good. Keep it that way. If I ever think you like her more than you like me...."
"And what about you? How many times have you used her this week?"
"..."
"How many?"
"Seven."
"Horny little devil."
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