It took only seconds for Hannah to figure out that her boyfriend was in the room. She knew from the first word, though she still peered through the eyeholes to try to see him, rather than flail around like she did with so many of the other men. Amber had no idea if she thought he was here to rescue her or not, but Amber knew that the bound woman’s struggles were in vain. All her boyfriend saw was another fertile cumdump. Ironically it was the same thing he had seen every time Hannah had brought home some poor naive girl for him to take advantage of, only now she was on the receiving end.
“Patience baby,” she said, sitting down on the bed and holding the girl’s hand again, patronizingly. “We have one more cock for you. I’ve actually tried this one out myself, and I can tell you it’s worth the wait.”
Brian smiled at the compliment as he climbed between the anonymous slut’s legs. “That’s right cunt, I’m the grand finale,” he gloated. “You might have had a couple guys in this pussy before me, but I’m going to fuck you deeper and make you cum harder than any of those losers.” While he talked Isabelle climbed onto the bed on the side opposite Amber and started to attack Hannah’s breast with her mouth, leaving a trail of kisses and bites that never quite made it to her nipples.
Brian looked at the three women in the same bed as him like he had died and gone to heaven. Even if two of them were still wearing clothes it must be a real power trip for a chauvinist like him, Amber thought. “You feel this slut?” he asked, fisting his prick and dragging the head up and down her gooey slit, “This is the last dick that’s ever going to feel how tight your cunt is. Nine months from now it’s going to get stretched out when you give birth to my son, and whoever the next guy is wont have nearly as much fun as I’m about to have.”
He gave her a moment to appreciate the occasion, admiring the way she bucked and writhed beneath him, obviously eager to be bred by him. At least Amber was pretty sure that’s how he interpreted her struggles. In reality, Amber could see Hannah fighting as hard to get free as she had all night, obviously horrified by this betrayal. It made Amber wet to watch her plan for revenge reach its final stage, and she looked at Isabelle with lust in her eyes. Amber had never made the first move on a girl in her life, but once Brian was gone, she was going to do just that. She only hoped that Isabelle was as turned on as she was, because right now she doubted she could turn any girl down.
“Nnnhhh.” Brian grunted as he bottomed out inside his fuck doll on the third stroke, “I take it back. Your ride on the today’s cock carousel has made you looser than any Sigma Delt girl I’ve ever banged, and I’ve fucked my way though half of that house.” Amber smiled at the insult, even if it wasn’t true. He was obviously enjoying the ride from the first stroke, but the more he hurt his girlfriend, the better the game would turn out.
“To think a woman with tits like yours would need to find men to breed you anonymously,” he teased as he started to get his dick up to speed in long pounding strokes that hammered against the poor girl’s well used pussy. “You must be awfully ugly to not be able to find a boyfriend. Are you sure I can’t take a little peek under that paper bag Amber?”
“Now Brian, you promised,” Amber explained, “My cousin might be a kinky slut, but she’s very shy.” It didn’t matter what she said. Brian was just talking like he always did; it turned him on more than it turned on his partner. He was getting into it now, thrusting hard and fast into his partner while he watched Isabelle suck on Hannah’s tits. Amber wondered idly if he even recognized the girl he’d been inside only a couple weeks ago, or if all the queer sluts his girlfriend had brought home for him just sort of blended together after a while.
“You ready baby?,” he growled after three or four minutes of fucking, “because any minute now I’m going to make you a mommy. If you want me to pull out, now’s your last chance.” Hannah never had a chance to respond though. She’d stopped trying to protest, and was now moaning and grunting in time to the rhythmic thrusts of her lover. It was a surreal scene, and Amber flicked a glance at the hidden camera, trying to imagine what it was recording. She was sure she would treasure her copy of the video for a long time to come.
“MMMmmmm,” he moaned, “Get ready to be a mommy, because here it cums…” That was all the warning that Brian gave. With a few more quick rapid strokes, he forced his cock all the way inside, and came hard against her already bruised cervix. “Uhhh, take it all slut,” he gasped, cumming harder than usual, she thought. Amber had guessed that he would love this scenario more than any other participant, and she’d been exactly right.
Poor broken Hannah came on his dick, just like she had for the last few cocks inside her. She was probably delirious by now. Amber had spent some time while they had been planning this thinking about what she would be like if something like this happened to her. Before she’d decided not to think about it anymore, she realized that if this ever happened to her she’d never be the same again. She wondered if she’d like the new Hannah more or less than the old Hannah while she watched her buck and twist while the waves of pleasure washed over her.
Brian had gotten off of his anonymous lover almost as soon as he’d finished getting off inside her. “You let me know if this doesn’t take and she wants round two. Alright?” He said as he headed for the door. He was handsome as he was shallow, and as he walked away, Amber had no idea what Hannah saw in him. Once he was safely out of the house, she locked the deadbolt, and only then did Isabelle take off the mask and gag at Amber’s direction.
Amber had expected crying, or maybe threats to call the police. Instead they found a blissed out woman, obviously heartbroken by her boyfriend’s betrayal. “I can’t believe he would cheat on me like that,” she whined. “After everything I did for him.”
Amber listened to her vent for a minute about the betrayal before finally adding “What goes around comes around.”
Hannah sighed. “So now that your sick plan is done, can I go?”
“We’ll let you up to take a shower in like twenty minutes – we want to give Brian’s sperm a fair shot before we let it all drain out of you, don’t we? As to going home.. Well, as soon as we let you go, you’re just going to take a morning-after pill, so I guess we’re going to spend a nice weekend together.” While she talked, she was eyeing Isabelle. The latina was normally fairly boisterous, but she’d turned away shyly at her focused attention.
“The whole weekend?” Hannah spat out, “Are you crazy? I have shit to do. You can’t keep me tied down the whole…” but Amber wasn’t listening to her anymore. Instead she walked up to Isabelle and kissed her hard on the mouth, finding a tongue as eager as her own. Untying Hannah could wait, they had an impossible amount of lust in need of working through before they could even be bothered to help their tormentor get clean.