(Flashback) Bria's Welcome Party Part 4 - Lily gets what she deserves

Disclaimer: Rough play, Power fantasy

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Bria's heart paced watching the monitor. After the passionate hour of playing with Amy, the dominatrix, Lily, had pinned the powerless breeder against the bench, toying her into wanting her submission, repeatedly denying Bria the satisfaction of breeding her, all while allowing others to make use of her defenseless and vacant womb.

This was tantelizing enough to just sit there watching all that had transpired. The idea that a woman denied her in this way struck her like a blow, in every way in life. How could breeding literally hundreds of women, and then losing one bother her in ways that could not be reasoned with? 'It's just one...it's just one...' she whispers in her mind, trying to consul herself. Bria often made concessions in the past that a 'hunt' for one target cannot always be successful, and she made peace with that. But Lily? Her very image on screen in that slutty dress was awakening her hunger and cock. It took several deep breaths to settle down.

The worst part is that even if she decided to get up and tie her down this moment, odds are the virile cum that is swimming in her are already settled in for the next nine months of duty. Bria clicked her tongue in annoyance. Her hard cock had wanted to teach that cocktease a lesson and now it was pointless.

But Bria kept watching, and thankful she still is. There was more that happened ever since her memory went black.

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Bria was heaving under Lily's dancing dress. Drip after drip of fresh cum fell from her used pussy and dropped on Bria's breasts.

'Breed her... breed her...breed her...' There was a chanting. Was it in her mind? Or was someone actually shouting it out?

Lily call another futa over, this time, one from the crowd. Bria tries to **** herself free, but it was no use under the weight of two futa, only accomplishing adding more marks to her now bruised wrists and ankles as the hard bench digs into her skin. Her cock flashes and flickers, still possessed by its one desire.

Bria caught a glimpse of the black haired darling that approaches Lily. A glint in her eyes, looking back at Bria, and a confidence in her posture as she walks gave the sense of something different from all the other futas that just wanted to stuff their cock inside a hole. There was something from that brief exchange that struck a certain fear in Bria. A fear, knowing that this one futa among the many who are present, and who have released their seed in this playful show girl, this is the one will walk away the victor. The one whom Lily will bare the child of.

"When we are done," Lily leans in to whisper into Bria's ear. "I will make sure you see my pregnant belly everyday, as a reminder of what you failed to get. Maybe I'll get my girls, tie you up and make you watch them fuck me, just for my and their own satisfaction. You will have another girl jerking you off, and your seed will squirt and dirty the floor...

Bria could not hear a word of Lily. The fear, the pounding in her chest and ears, the hot air she was **** on. It gripped at her.

And before long, something snaps. The world grew dark, and everything fades away. Another being took hold of her. It stole her breath like fire, something wild and more primal.

The approaching futa grips the dominatrix's hair and, while Lily still tried teasing her next toy, did not seem amused. Bria found in her an enemy, a rival. Bria flashed with new strength. With one fell movement, she released a foot from her captor, swung her body around and struck this seeming treat in the neck, forcing her back. The futa toppled back into the crowd. The shock of this attack, loosened Bria's captures for a moment, a mere moment, and in her state, it was too long for her captor to recover. Bria was free.

The two captors immediately back away, but they had nothing to fear. Bria's eyes were set upon one. Lily even seemed startled, laying in shock, unable to move by the sudden turn of events. Looking into those hungry eyes, she understood what she had awakened, and she was ready to stand and flee, but once more, a moment of hesitation was too late for her.

Bria pounced on the defenseless lady, throwing her into the bench and pinning her down. Bria takes no time tearing off the dress, revealing the most exquisite perky breasts a woman could possess. Perfection...if it had meant anything to this current Bria. No, Bria held no concerns for this captured maiden's beauty, nor the price of the dress, nor the time to appreciate her newfound power over her. She seperated her legs and wasted no time cramming her cock inside of Lily's pre-used womb. The wetness inside of the woman gave no resistance and Lily soon found herself crying in ecstacy and Bria pummels her with hard strokes.

Lily got off to this, held powerless against her will. She tried fighting, if only to play up her enjoyment. Bria was still in no state for foreplay, and held her arms back with one hand above Lily's head. The other held back one of Lily's soft leg.

The formed dominatrix arched her body and squealed in animalistic lust; her mind dominated by the forceful entry and overwhelming pleasure. The shock that came with each hard entry and the quivering tremor was met by the unyielding onslaught that continued to violate her all through her first climax without pause or consideration for rest.

The other futas were not keen on getting anywhere near them, nor wishing to even disturb this act of dominance. Instead, opting to appreciate the domination fantasy many of them desired.

"Breed that bitch!" They all chanted, with excitement, as several lined up a safe distance around the mating two and jerked themselves. "Breed that bitch!" And Lily watched with some eagerness and, at the same time, loss of prode, as her control slipped away from every rebellious futa she once had gotten to kneel for her satisfaction. Now, they were satisfying themselves to her demise.

Bria could not hear them, only recognizing none were going to challenge her hold over Lily. Now, no longer fearing they would try and touch her toy, Bria leaned in for a better angle and push herself faster than before, even biting down on her neck, leaving a hickey. Lily's voice pitched ever higher with each movement. Her voice trails off before one powerful slam against her entrance and a familiar gush of warm cum paints the womb before her, firing into her with such **** and quantity, it makes Lily shudder.

But Bria was far from done. Driven by instinct and Lily's vexating tease, she raised her property's leg and turned her around with a hard shove, gripped Lily's long, carefully made hair, turning it into a mess. She pushes her weight down on, and resumes her ****.

By this point, Lily had lost all form of thought. With no control of her situation, she admitted her defeat. "I submit..." she mutteres. "I submit..." But between the sound of the celebrating futas, and complete senseless futa, Bria would not hear it. She spanks Lily in the ass and she yelps in surprise. Then spanks her again and again, messing up her sow with the red handprints that marked her once pristine butt.

Bria soon had another load of cum ready to unleash. Releasing her hair, Bria grabbed both of Lily's arms and pulled them back, using them as leverage. Several futa would comment about Bria 'riding her horse' as a joke, degrading Lily's already dwindling pride. Finally, another thick glob of cum pours inside, and a noticable bulge begins to form around Lily's belly.

"I submit..." Lily continues mumbling. Bria grabs her torn dress, balls it up, and stuffs it into Lily's gaping mouth. Bria then lifts her up in a full nelson position and resumes pounding her while standing up, putting Lily up on full display for the crowd. Seeing them look at Lily with such pity and enjoyment struck a nerve in her. But she will do nothing, but submit to this act. She will not speak. Her mind is broken, her mouth was stuffed with the fabric of her dress with the taste of her sweat and several futas cum.

From Lily's perspective, all she saw was beasts huddled around, giving themselves relief, while the one she toyed to the point of no return is having her way with Lily. For Lily, the misuse she feels was exciting in every way she could have wanted. It wasn't just Bria was dominating her. She was **** to make sure her seed beat all others in her. Yes, it made Bria into something more than the simple pussy hungry mongerer, to go beyond the simplistic notion of release. She needed to breed Lily. Bria's child. No one else could have that honor, and she could not satisfy herself in any other way.

In her daze, she stole one glance at the beast behind her. Lily hadn't noticed Bria teeth were buried into her skin. Her eyes were inhumane, like a beast, wide eyed with her brows narrow, staring into the steamy air around them.

As the hapless sow came under Bria's unrelenting cock, she found herself cumming again, an even more intense climax brought Lily close to passing out. Bria must have sensed it. The futa's hand came around her neck and patted her face to stay awake, denying her rest. Of course, Bria must have also been spiteful in this state, not wanting the cocktease to so easily get rest. She pulled Lily down hard, down enough that her pussy slapped her balls, and came again. Lily rolled her eyes up to the ceiling. The baby seed crammed more into her, and her belly rounded further.

"Breed. Breed. Breed." Against the chanting of others, another voice in Bria's head spoke. This voice kept Bria on her one goal, antagonizing her to complete her one duty. It drove her mad.

But after the last ejaculation into the womb of competing sea of suitors, it hushed. Silence. In its place, a soft glow eminated in Bria, something of completion. The wisp of memory and clarity brought her awareness back, as well as her senses. All the pain in her body, the tightness in her near-bursting heart, the tension in her overworked balls, the aching of her cock. It hurt, but it felt nothing compared to the sweet release the knowledge of than the total domination she has over the woman in her arms; in body, mind, and womb.

And just like that, Bria collapses, dropping Lily onto the stone ground where she would lay motionless. The crowd of futas snaps out of their lust-filled haze and surround Bria in utter shock. A nurse was discharged and the futa was taken from the scene.

As for Lily, she lay in complete bliss where her body continues to revel in the afterglow of intense passions. Her body still felt she was being ravished and used, and spasmed from the occassional climax. She was not even aware she was released, and did not attempt to remove her dress from her mouth, still thinking of that futa that completely took her. Several others came to check on her, but they would not get her to speak, as she thinks it was Bria teasing her in return. They would touch her, and she thought it was Bria hold on her.

"I submit...I submit..." Lily muffles through the clothes and drool. "I submit..." And one final shock in fires through her body. She cums, and she passes out.