Squeezing her eyes shut, preparing for the inevitable abuse that would follow, the blonde said with a small, trembling voice “Fuck you.” All her bravado was gone, and even most of her anger, sacrificed to the shock and shame over the way the brunette had turned the tables on her. The only thing she had left was that she hadn't been turned into a fuck toy like the brunette had. That was all she could take from this day, and the prospect of another beating was nothing to her in comparison to giving that up. Neither her fear, nor her sudden and unexpected arousal would convince her otherwise.
When the expected beating didn't begin, the blonde cautiously opened her eyes, just as the heavier girl's hands flashed towards her face. Unable to control herself, she squealed and flinched, but the brunette just patted her on the cheek with infuriating smugness.
The brunette's smiled to herself as the blonde glared up at her. She was enjoying herself immensely, and her memories of the blonde dominating her earlier only made the whole thing sweeter. She had the whole crew eating out of her palm now, and the attention of the watching guys was making her unbearably hot. “You're really going to lie there and tell me that you don't want to be my friend?” She slid her hands up over her belly, cupping her own breasts, jiggling them at the blonde.
The blonde glared up at her captor, ignoring the spreading warmth between her legs as the brunette's huge, cum stained tits bounced in front of her. “You wish. I might be a loser, but you're the slut.” she said, again bracing herself for whatever torment the big girl had in store for her.
Again, though, the brunette just pinched her cheek while sliding her other hand between her legs and playing with herself. “you're cute when you lie like a bitch, too.” Idly pinching the pinned blonde's nipples, the dark haired girl called out to the watching guys “Hey. Any of you boys have a watch? Good. Tell you what, blondie. I think you're so fucking hot for me right now you can't even see straight, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. If you don't come for me in the next five minute, I'll let you go home and try to forget what a pitiful fucking waste of space you are.”
Leaning down, she pressed herself full length against her bound opponent. The blonde felt the girl's weight on her, felt her firm breasts pressing into the brunette's larger, softer globes, felt the warm breath on her cheek, and trembled with fear, shame, and sudden arousal. The brunette stage whispered to her for the benefit of the guys “But we both know you won't last, and when you come for me, we'll all know you're a fucking liar. And on this beach, liars get their hot little asses reamed by my timekeeper, got it?”
The stocky guy smiled as the blonde scowled. “What if I don't take the bet?” she asked, unable to keep a tremor from her voice at the thought of more pain.
Once more, her tormentor just laughed. “Oh Goldilocks! You're really cute when you think you have a choice. Now, open wide for mommy” She purred, spreading the blondes' legs with a quick push of her own, scraping her wiry bush across the pinned girl's splayed and helpless pussy, drawing a long, shuddering gasp from her.
“Oh, you bitch” panted the blonde, squirming as the brunette started moving rhythmically against her. She was completely at the brunette's mercy, and could do nothing as her traitor body responded to the pussy on pussy contact, the teeth, tongue and fingers on her sensitive nipples. She could see the stocky guy checking his watch and licking his lips, and the thought of him flipping her over and taking her ass sent a sudden, sharp spasm of pleasure through her as she closed her eyes and tried to think of other things. |