As they deserve.

Without a word, Lloyd strode up to the nearest bitch. The redhead, Cassie. His middle school crush. Now she's 22 and stacked like a porn star with big natural titties. Lloyd's hand shot straight into her panties, three fingers violating her tight cunt.

A whimper of fear and pleasure escaped her succulent mouth. Lloyd didn't stop, forcing her onto her tiptoes as he **** her back to the fence at the end of the yard. Her hands were wrapped around Lloyd's wrist in a useless gesture.

"I don't think your opinion matters right now." Llyod brightly announced.

"Cassie?" The asian fuckmeat to his left piped up, a little concerned but, going by the hand on her tit and fingers in her snatch, obviously more turned on. Angel. High School, sophmore year. She was on student council and the honor roll when they met.

By the time they graduated, her parents were paying Chuck $3,000 a week to treat their daughter like a living fleshlight.

"Who said you could talk?" Lloyd demanded. Angel's look of surprised turned into a lustful smile. She kneaded her tit harder and finger fucked herself faster.

Lloyd turned back to the squirming ginger in front of him. "Besides..."

Cassie convulsed in a violent orgasm, her thighs shaking and her eyes rolling back into her head, a look of dumb bliss across her face.

"...Cassie's busy."

He let the dumb cunt fall to the ground when he slid his fingers out. She was gonna be out for a while.

Grabbing Angel by the ass, he pulled her in close and held his damp, slick fingers up her lips. "Clean."

She began in earnest, savoring every drop of her friend juices, moaning like it was the best fuck of her life.

"HEY!" Chuck screamed, trying to crawl his way over. "DON'T TOUCH MY TOYS, CUCK!"

Just then, a rock dropped out of the sky and landed right on Chuck's head, silencing him for the time being. Lloyd and the fuckbunnies looked up and saw a falcon or something gliding overhead. Must have dropped it or something. Huh.

Chuck had a point. They were toys.

"Cunts! Line the fuck up!" All of the fucktoys obeyed, lining up along the fence like soldiers at boot camp. Cassie propped herself up, still wobbling.

"We've lived together a long time, now. Each of you...well, I've loved you in some way in the past. And I showed it. I know I did. But the second ole Fatfuck McBignuts over there showed up and started treating you like shit, you dropped to your knees and rewarded him. And helped make my life miserable.

"I accepted that. I accepted it along with a whole lot of other shit I shouldn't have had to. But yesterday...I had a bit of a mentality shift. Now, I'm not accepting the bullshit anymore.

"And you? You're not people anymore. You're whatever I say you are. Because, and call this a lucky guess if you want, I know that each and every one of you doesn't actually want to have rights. You don't want independence. You don't want to be in charge of yourself. You want someone like me to barge into your lives and make you a sex object. And the ruder, more arrogant, more sexist, and, fuck, I bet even more racist I am about it, the wetter you get and more you'll love me.

"So from now on, you're mine. And you don't get any say in any of it."

Lloyd snapped his fingers and, wouldn't you know it, his mother was walking out to the yard with leashes for all his new toys. What lucky timing!