"There we go -- theeeerrre we go."
"What the FUCK is wrong with you? I'm gonna kick your ass, Noelle! I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!"
Such empty threats only make Noelle laugh. Kay can't fight back. She's on her knees, legs and feet folded under her butt -- and tightly bound with sturdy red rope. There won't be any getting free from knots so well-tied. Her calves are roped to to her thighs, her wrists are roped together behind her back; her entire nude body is criss-crossed by a series of complex loops and braids. It leaves her tits, small though they are, beautifully accentuated, each one encircled by the scarlet nylon. The rope is constrictive, too; her skin is flushed in certain spots and blanched in others. Her poor abused titties, for instance, are beginning to redden nicely to match the rope squeezing them.
Kay resisted the entire time Noelle was tying her down -- kicked, punched, screamed and bit. And Kay, you know, is an athletic woman: a yoga practitioner, hiker, and health nut. She's also quite a bit taller than Noelle. So it's an absolute shock that Noelle was able to so handily overpower her. As you watched Noelle rip the clothes from Kay's body, and expertly bind her in this shibari, a sinking realization struck you:
Noelle can do all this despite her protests of not being into women. If Noelle was honest with her own feelings... she'd be a better, and more prolific, lesbian rapist than even Whitney.
Already, just the act of subduing the proud and uncooperative Kay Vera has her panting hard, and trembling, unable to contain her excitement.
"Nicely done," you tell her. "I didn't even have to help." You test the ropes. They're unbelievably tight; you can hardly get even one finger between the nylon and Kay's flesh. "You're good at this."
"I watch... a lot... of JAV..." Noelle admits.
You squat and look the scowling Kay in her eyes. She shrieks, "Fuck you, too, Alabaster! I'll kick your ass, too!"
"That wasn't nice -- what you did," you say. "Are you sorry for what you did? We'll stop punishing you if you say you're sorry."
She doesn't answer. Which is a bad answer. Noelle, herself naked save for a pair of black stockings, balances on one foot. She puts her other foot in Kay's face -- and rubs it in. Hard.
"Rose special," she says, winking at you, as underneath her, Kay grunts and huffs and tries to turn away from the assault. Noelle won't let her. "It's a nice trick," she coos as she watches Kay struggle.
"Are you sorry?" You ask again. Noelle pulls her foot away. Kay gasps for breath: "hhhhhuuuuuuhhhh--" her face is grimy with specks of black sock-material and sweat. Her glasses are all askew and askance, and streaked with filth as well. Her eyes flutter; she's dazed from the stink and the lack of air. You take the glasses off her face to see her better.
Smiling, leaning in, you get your hand between her legs and rub her exposed cunt. The rope leaves this part of her on display, too, and she's leaking like a faucet. Getting hogtied turns her on. How nice. You have a feeling Noelle will use this information against her again, a lot, in the future.
Instead of apologizing, or even giving in and asking for a fuck like you know she wants to, Kay makes another mistake. She puckers her lips, and spits a thick wad of saliva straight in your face.
You don't betray any anger. You just stand, and frown down at her. Noelle, turning to face you, puts her hands on your chest, looks up at you, and says severely: "she's been like this all night. It's no use. She won't apologize for what she did. You're going to have to go with Plan A... cum on her face, Alabaster."
You're about to agree with Noelle's assessment when she leans in, and kisses you. But she isn't after a makeout session with you. She wants to lick up what Kay left on your face. She trails her lips over your cheeks, nose and forehead, sucking it up, grinning pervertedly as she does so. Even from this far away, you can smell her naked pussy creaming up. Just sucking another girl's spit off of you is getting her juicy between her legs.
Enough prelude. "All right," you tell Kay, stepping out of your bottoms. "I didn't want to have to do this, but you left me with no choice." You get hard, and start to stroke yourself against her lovely, smooth face. Her nicely tanned skin and long raven hair are a joy to rub your rigid cock all over. A joy to mess up. The fact that she can't do anything at all about this violation is just an added thrill.
You need some lubrication, though. Noelle already knows this, and she's got you covered. She sinks to her knees and takes Kay's head in both hands. Leaning over the hogtied reporter, she drools -- it's Kay's own spit -- what Kay spat on you is now being drizzled all over her. This was Noelle's intent all along, you realize. Comeuppance -- karma.
The saliva is slick and hot, and it causes her makeup to run nicely. Kay, utterly humiliated, shivers.
When she's done lubing Kay up for you, Noelle doesn't stand. Rather, she stays on the floor and sucks Kay's face. That's literally what it is: she sucks Kay's face, as if trying to give her a hickey -- licking and nipping and slurping. Meanwhile she lets her hands roam all along Kay's slender little body. It's a full-on face-licking, body-groping session worthy of the worst subway perverts Japan has to offer; Noelle has learned well.
With Noelle's mouth ravishing Kay's face from one end, and your twitchy dick rubbing dick-leak into it from the other, it's hard to see Kay herself at all beneath it all. But her mask of revulsion and anger, tinged with the pleasure of losing to cock -- it's plain as day.
It so happens that your cock meets Noelle's lips every so often as you rub it on Kay. But Noelle doesn't mind -- she licks, kisses and rubs your member just as enthusiastically as she does Kay's face. She even eventually, helpfully, takes over the job of jerking you off. With one hand, she tugs your cock back and forth, sliding the foreskin over the head again and again. She takes special care to smear Kay with the fat droplets of precum that ooze out of the piss slit.
"Oh fuck, Noelle -- just like that -- I'm gonna fucking cum on her face--"
"There we go... do it..." She grunts. "Cum on her... please... cum all over the place." She leans in and sucks on Kay's cheek from the other side as she continues to work you over. She bats her big doe eyes at you the whole time.
A sight like that is too perfect: a perverted lesbian bitch making out with the woman she overpowered, while meanwhile encouraging you to cum on them both. You groan, and then it's cumming: gloppy white strands of jizz firing from the head of your cock, painting the faces of both these whores. You can feel your nuts churning as you blast them with gob after gob of it. Most of it paints Kay's already messy forehead, cheeks and lips, but some of it overshoots and splatters Noelle too. She obviously doesn't care because she doesn't break her pace. Just milks out the rest of your spunk with a sleazy smile. When you're done nutting, she even makes sure to run her thumb back and forth across the underside, to squeeze out the last vestiges. These she rubs into Kay's hair.
"You... will both... pay for this..." Kay heaves. Somehow proud despite getting spattered with cum and groped by a woman half her size.
"Be quiet," you tell her. "You fucking love it."
It's true, too. Noelle's busy hands start molesting Kay's horny cunt, and it isn't long before she's staining the carpet of their shared bedroom with her girlcum. She screams when she orgasms against Noelle's very, very, very skilled fingers, neck muscles going taut. She's fighting so hard against this pleasure, but it won't relent... as she cums herself silly, Noelle sucks on her tits. It's a nice opportunity, too, for Noelle to clean her cummy face off. She rubs the cum from her face, into Kay's chest, leaving the skin of her tits glistening with a sheen of spunk.
"Time for part 2," you announce.
Kay, quivering, stares up at you. She didn't believe you'd really follow through... but oh yes, you will. Because of her shock and anger, she doesn't see Noelle reaching back, to undo the binding around her legs. It's not a reprieve, though. Far from it. When the ropes there are undone, the two of you force her to stand -- and lead her from the bedroom.
It's time for her slut walk.
The other girls in the Nail House are... shockingly enthusiastic, and surprisingly sadistic. They join in the depraved punishment without hesitation.
When, for example, you march Kay past Vivian in the study, Vivian immediately understands the game. "Punish the slut," she says coolly, her eyes following the bound woman as you lead her around like a dog. Noelle hands Vivian a paddle, and has Vivian do the punishing she bid herself. Kay's ass is covered in deep, angry red welts by the time Vivian is satisfied. You didn't know Vivian could hit that hard. Kay moans in pain, agony, and defeat -- and walks with a limp from then on.
Or, for another example, when you march Kay past your own bedroom, and Rose sees her. "Raping another girl, are you?" Rose says. But if her words convey judgment, her tone conveys interest; she drags Kay into the room and rapes her ass into the bedsheets using her strapon. The missionary position she uses on Kay is really hot, because her massive tits bearing down on Kay's chest oppress her nicely, and you can watch Rose's fat ass jiggle with every pump of the plastic cock. She sucks some of your sperm off Kay's face before you can warn her not to. But that's all right, because she replaces it with a few wads of spit. She also adds some cream of her own to the nasty mix when, done with raping her, she squats over Kay's head on the pillows, and masturbates to orgasm over her.
Kay gets used as a toilet like this by pretty much every girl in the Nail House before you shackle her to some hooks in the living room -- hands high above her head, feet secured to the floor (thanks, Samantha, for the installation of these.) Her body is still complexly crossed by braided red rope. The exposed flesh is covered in lewd writing now, too: "FREE HOLE" and "RAPE SOCKET" above her cunt and her asshole, respectively; across her forehead: "MEAT TOILET" and across her tummy: "DYKE BITCH" and "USE ME" and various other evil phrases. She's covered in cream, sperm, sweat and filth, and she's utterly, completely broken.
"Are you sorry?" You ask her.
"Yes..." she finally says. Her voice is small and shameful. "Yes... I am sorry..."
"Sorry what?" You prompt.
"I am sorry... master..."
That's all you needed to hear. You nod at Noelle. Noelle is more than happy to play cleanup duty. She gets down underneath Kay, and licks her. While she pigs out like the lesbian slut she is, you decide to bust another nut too -- and this one on the inside. You're pretty much addicted to cumming inside raw cunt at this point; you really need that release before you can feel truly sated. Noelle is going to have to be all right with eating Kay's cunt while you penetrate it with your dick and fuck it full of cum. Of course, you know she will be. And she is: as you hold Kay around her midsection and start to hump her, Noelle just keeps on happily licking.
"I hate you... I hate you..." Kay repeats. "Fuck you. Fuck you both..."
But she's humping back against you, and she's cumming like a bitch on Noelle's face. When finally you lose your load inside Kay's grippy, rubbery cunt-hole, you feel her spasm internally, and she lets loose an extra-sloppy squirt on Noelle. Noelle, whore she is, masturbates herself to a climax of her own as she sucks up the sperm and cunt juice in equal measure.
You cut Kay loose from the ties that bind her and she collapses in a nasty, used-up heap on the floor. Noelle -- as energetic as when it all began -- clings to her like a pup nursing on a bitch, and licks her from head to toe. Literally. Face, neck, chest, cunt, and asshole -- everywhere, every square inch of Kay's body -- her legs, her feet, between the toes even -- her arms, her armpits, her navel and her ass. Noelle's tongue misses absolutely nothing. She uses her mouth as a squeegee, to mop up whatever was deposited on her by the many people who used her today. It's cute.
Hopefully from now on Kay has learned her lesson, and won't ever mix paper with aluminum in the recycling bins again.