Laura and Erica went to help John with Taylor. They ripped at Taylor’s clothes until the blonde girl was completely nude, then then each held one of Taylor’s legs and lowered her to the ground. On the ground, Katy’s friends Elle and Paige came to help. The four girls each held one of Taylor’s limbs spread-eagled.
“Please,” Taylor begged, looking at Laura. “Why are you doing this?”
“Because you’re a dumb slut that needs to be raped,” said Laura numbly.
John, still standing, kicked Taylor in her cunt. Taylor yelped. “Are you going to be good, you dumb slut?” he asked her. Taylor said nothing, so he kicked her again.
“Yes!” Taylor gasped. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“I can’t promise that,” said John. He got the girls to lift Taylor and bend her over an armchair, her ass pointing up, then he spat on her asshole and pushed his cock into her anus as she cried.
With all of the new girls under control and being raped, it was time to parcel out the rest of the sluts. Alistair was desperate to fuck Erica, who he had heard and seen so much of, so Laura sat him in one of the armchairs and had Erica bounce on his cock. As Alistair enjoyed Erica’s service, he instructed Katy and Paige to fuck, which he promised was hilarious – and, to Laura’s now-twisted mind, it was.
Both Katy and Paige had so many emotions running through them – disgust at being made to be lesbians, genuine affection for each other, unwilling arousal, trauma at being raped and raping, embarrassment and humiliation to be on display, genuine fear for their immortal souls. They were in tears and sobbing before they even started kissing – Alistair said they were like this every time – and yet their engagement was full of passion and arousal. They shared tongues, rubbed their tits against each other, ground their bare cunts against each other’s knees, and then almost desperately moved into a 69 position, eager to suckle on each other’s slut-nests. Laura watched them writhe and moan towards a mutual climax, saw them orgasm together like the little lesbian sluts they were, and then with great amusement watched them afterwards piss in each other’s mouths, which Alistair had taught them to do just to increase their degradation and the horror with which they regarded their lesbian coupling. And when it was over, they went back to kissing to start the cycle over from the beginning, forbidden from stopping their lovemaking until they were told to.
Natalie, meanwhile, watched Candy raping her sister, and waited until Candy had received her first reluctant orgasm from her sister’s mouth before pulling Candy away, raising the hem of her dress, and applying her friend’s mouth to her cunt. She whispered degrading nothings at Candy as the bimbo licked her twat. “You stupid dumb bitch,” you said. “You reject me? This is what you deserve. You deserve to be a stupid little sex-toy, don’t you? I want to kick you in your stupid bimbo tits. I want to hurt you, you beautiful little slut.” Laura noted that Candy, once so sure she was straight, had become a talented little cunt-licker, and Natalie was enjoying raping Candy’s face immensely.
All this left Laura with her choice of activities. Katy’s friends Elle and Rachael were still unused, so Laura decided to fuck Rachael. Big-titted cheerleader types were her favorite to rape because they reminded her most strongly of herself and her shame over her own large, slutty udders. She sat on Rachael’s face facing Rachael’s tits, and had Rachael lick her pussy while she pinched and slapped Rachel’s oversized boobs. She allowed Elle to lie between Rachael’s legs and lick out Rachael’s snatch, so that Rachael would associate the degradation with sexual pleasure as Laura had learned to.
After the first round of fucking the girls were encouraged to use their camera phones to take photos of each other over the rest of the night. Alistair had already grabbed pictures of the new girls and they were warned not to call for help or the videos of their degrading rape would of course have to be tendered in evidence at any court case, and released to the media. All the girls present were told that whichever girl had taken the *least* degrading pictures or videos by the end of the night would have the photos taken by the other girls released on the internet with her real name and address attached.
This idea barely bothered Laura anymore, at least in her current numb state – it was not much worse that what her brother planned to do with her new website – but she liked the idea of Katy being outed on the internet as a lesbian slut, so decided to make sure she didn’t come in last. Over the course of the night she caught each girl after a cunt or ass fucking and made them say, “My name is (name) and I orgasm from being raped,” while she filmed the semen leaking from their spread holes. Erica, passive slut that she was, might not have competed at all, so Laura had to specifically direct her to get footage of every girl present licking cunt and drinking piss.
As Laura suspect, Natalie’s turn as a dominatrix didn’t last for long. When Harrison was done fucking Hayley, he stood up, leaving Hayley lying on the floor crying, sperm dripping from her twat, and pulled Candy’s face away from Natalie’s twat. “Clean up your sister,” he told her, and Candy obediently crawled over to lick the cum out Hayley’s fuckhole. Then Harrison ripped Natalie’s dress off in one smooth, forceful motion, and forced the surprised girl to her knees.
“Suck,” he commanded her. Natalie balked at taking his cock into her mouth, so he slapped her across the face. “Suck,” he said again. Another slap, for being disobedient. “Suck,” he repeated a third time, and Natalie, defeated, finally opened her mouth and took his cock between her lips. Laura orgasmed against Rachael’s face as she watched yet another lesbian learning that her proper place was as a submissive sex-toy for men.
The other men rearranged the girls as a series of lesbian sex shows in the middle of the room as they recovered from their respective orgasms and waited for their dicks to re-harden. Laura was moved to lick out Erica for everyone’s entertainment, to show how she lezzed off at home. Katy was separated from Paige and made to fuck her friend Victoria instead. Candy and Hayley unwillingly demonstrated their sisterly love for everyone. And Harrison told Chelle she was welcome to use his wife as her toy, and so Chelle eagerly humped Karen’s face. Elle and Paige service Alistair and John’s cocks with their mouths as the men watched all this. Alistair wanted to see Taylor piss in front of a crowd, correctly guessing how degrading that would be for her, and sent Rachael to find a glass bowl for her to urinate in. Then they all watched Taylor kneel over the bowl, blushing, refusing to piss, as Rachael alternately kissed her on the lips, made her drink full bottles of beer, and slapped her tits painfully as punishment. Finally Taylor couldn’t hold it anymore and began to wet herself in front of everyone, her eyes scrunched closed in shame, blushing. Rachael slapped her to make her open her eyes and look at the people watching her, all the while filming Taylor’s degradation on her phone. The most humiliating bit was at the end, as the last drops were flowing from Taylor’s cunt, when the assembled crowd saw Taylor visibly and degradingly orgasm from pissing in public.
The men liked it so much that afterwards they had Victoria and Hayley do the same show. Victoria was sobbing all the way through hers. Hayley, high off an orgasm from her sister’s tongue, didn’t cry, only blushed as she pissed into the bowl.
Then they passed the bowl around the new girls and had each of them drink a little from it while masturbating. Taylor refused twice, and had to be slapped to get her to comply, but when she did drink from it she orgasmed again, blushing. Hayley didn’t enjoy it so much. Victoria barely seemed to know what she was doing.
They made Natalie drink from it too, which was the point it became clear to Natalie that she was no different from any of the other girls here – she would be blackmailed and repeatedly raped just like them. She cried a little as she drank the piss and rubbed her pussy.
There was a bit left in the bowl when she was done. Harrison lifted it and carried it over to Chelle. “Now you,” he said.
Chelle laughed. “No thanks.”
He slapped her. “That wasn’t a request.”
She looked up at him shocked. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? I work with you.”
“You think that makes you special?” he said. “You think you get a different treatment from these other cunts just because you’re higher up the ladder. You’re a bitch, Chelle, and you get treated like all the other bitches.” He slapped her again.
She tried to raise her hands to defend herself, but John came up behind her and grabbed her arms.
“Oh, you’ll still get to rape these other bitches at work,” Harrison said. “But if you think that means you don’t offer your cunt to your betters, you’d best think again.” He raised the bowl. “Open wide.”
She wouldn’t, so he slapped her, and slapped her again. She still resisted.
“I can get a funnel…” Alistair offered hesitantly.
“No,” said Harrison. “She’s going to choose to do this. Open wide.” He slapped her again. “Taylor, get between her legs and start hurting her cunt.”
Taylor hesitated for a moment, then did as she told. Only enslaved that very same night, she was already becoming an accomplice in the enslavement of another slut, which she hated, but she feared to disobey. She knelt between Chelle’s spread legs and began to pinch Chelle’s clit painfully and bite her labia. Chelle moaned in pain.
“Open up,” said Harrison, and slapped her again. And again. And again. Finally, unwillingly, Chelle opened her mouth.
“Good girl,” said Harrison, and tipped the piss into her mouth.
Chelle spluttered and choked but managed to swallow most of it. She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. Taylor was still hurting her pussy, as she hadn’t been told to stop.
“Ask for more,” Harrison told her.
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