By teaching her a lesson!

Blake refuses to let Willow get away with calling a critter without teaching her a lesson. Riled up with raging hard erection, Blake takes her shaft and teases around Willow’s open, wet butt cheeks.

“Racist bitch!” Blake snarls before shoving her dick up Willow’s ass.

She thrusts as deep as possible into Willow’s backside. Willow cackles like a witch, thrilled at Blake's rough treatment. Blake digs into her booty by throwing her hips forward powerfully. Every thrust is spiteful, filled with years’ worth of teenage angst.

“I love it when you talk dirty!” Willow bellows back her in between her shrieks of pleasure.

“I am gonna fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk for hours!” Blake scowls before spanking Willow.

Willow’s mind melts at the prospect. Her potty-mouth has unleashed a new entirely beast! Blake’s barbaric tenderizing is exactly what Willow needed! She sticks out her round bottom while Blake continues hating-fucking her.

Pummeling her way into Willow's guts, Blake gradually eases her cock deeper using slow, hard thrusts. She gradually raises her tempo as the warmth of Willow's innards massages her cock. The thrill of penetration sends shivers through her skin as Blake has only ever been on the receiving end before today. Blake grabs Willow's waist with both hands and amplifies the intensity of her pounding. Fucking Jacques Shnee's wife in the middle of his own invitational dinner felt like poetic justice for making everyone else around him miserable.

Blake’s strength rocks the bed loudly. She growls while attacking Willow's asshole. Blake's thighs clap explosively against Willow’s cheeks. Blake bites her bottom lip while asserting dominance. She spanks Willow over and over until her backside is pink. Willow shouts carnally and holds the bedsheets to endure her punishment.

“Shuffle up!” Blake shouts at Willow as she dislodges her dick then slaps her butt. Willow breathlessly crawls her down the bed slowly. Blake’s work seems to have already taken its toll on her legs.

Blake was a fan of difficult or unusual sex positions- she had just the one to try on Willow. Blake rolls Willow on her back and flings her legs up immediately. She tilts Willow's ass towards the air by pinning their legs back. And finally, Blake stands over Willow, cock aimed towards her ass. Willow's intoxicated mind is too slow to comprehend that Blake is trying to set her up in the piledriver position.

Willow looks up at her, thinking to herself what on Remnant is she planning on doing. You can therefore understand Willow's utter shock once Blake ploughs her ass while standing over her! Blake's frenzy of lust sets her senses ablaze. Howling with delight, Willow gets dizzy from being flipped and knotted like a pretzel. Willow feels the penetration deep in her groins as her body collides against Blake's.

Blake's hips go into auto-pilot. The tip of penis melts as it grinds against Willow's flesh. Her pussy tingles with delight from drafts of wind she generates with the rushing of her waist. Her testicles start slapping against Willow's flesh. It creates a brain fizzling feedback loop of pleasure! Soon her testicles become damp with her own dripping pussy juice.

The grand finale approaches- Blake feels the blood vessels in her cock tightening more by the second. The sight of Willow's flapping tits make it impossible for to hold back her nut. Blake holds both of Willow's legs by her ankles and plants her cock hard into her thick ass. The flopping sounds of their rabid hate-fucking reaches a crescendo.

Blake roars as she cum dumps Willow’s tight asshole. Blake then pulls out and jerks off onto Willow's face. Willow gets spunk on her lips, cheekbones and just underneath her left eyelid.

Blake takes a good minute rubbing one out. Exhausted, Blake's first thought once she milked herself dry was how she’s going to clean her own mess.

And then, Blake hears a creak at the door. The entrance to Weiss' bedroom flings open.

Blake's heart sinks deep into her chest. She locks eyes with a servant, witnessing her kneeling over Willow buck-naked. They stare at each other speechless.

In a strange twist of fate, the servant steps inside Weiss' room and closes the door behind her. The servant approaches the bed eagerly- they look similar to Blake except she is older with blue eyes, a furry cat tail and no cat ears.

"Her pussy is wet... can I have a go?" the servant asks with bated breath.

"I'm done here, you can do whatever you want," Blake says sheepishly as she gets off the bed.

The servant takes off her belt and removes their pants. She immediately begins jacking off her girthy, flaccid cock. Blake pieces together that this must be the futanari handmaid Willow mentioned earlier!

Blake thinks on her feet and asks the handmaid if she knows where to find any tissues. The handmaid tells her wet wipes are in the bottom shelf of Weiss' desk (which she stored for slipping away from work to jack off). Blake uses her least messy hand to fetch the wet wipes. The handmaid howls with ecstasy behind her as she penetrates Willow's pussy frantically.

There are several messages left on Blake's scroll which she notices after putting on her pants. Her team had been trying to tell her about a situation. Blake tells the handmaid that she must go and thanks them for not stitching on her. With her clothes back on, Blake runs out of Weiss' room. She hopes that no one else spotted her snooping around the Shnee mansion.