Dianna gets rough

"You want me to hurt you?" Dianna asks as her fingers continue to glide back and forth between the lips of the increasingly **** little slut before her.

"Yes, please... i need it" Sarah replied as Dianna slowly pushed her back against the wall, hand cupping her breast as she did. The water crashing down over her head and washing the soap out of her hair

Dianna took two of her fingers and curled them to the entrance of Sarah's swollen little cunt. She could feel the juices dripping down her fingers as she prepared to thrust them into her.

"Beg for it" Dianna demanded growing more confident with her little sluts capacity, and desire, to be treated like an object. She had always watched the most violent porn, always read the most depraved stories. Now she had lived it, passed through that crucible and arrived on the other side changed.

"Please, do whatever you want to me, I exist to serve you" she pleaded. Her hips gyrating slightly as she tried to get some stimulation upon the tips of Dianna's fingers.

"Damn right you do, you belong to me, only me, i decide who you fuck, i decide when you cum, and I decide how to punish you" Dianna's voice taking on a sadistic tone, a smile curling up at the edges of her lips. "Get on all fours"

Sarah's eyes showed a hint of disappointment for a fraction of a second before she pulled away from Dianna's fingers probing at the entrance to her slit and quickly fell to the floor. Dianna could hear the thud of her knees striking the tile and the softer slap of her palms joining suit.

"Under the water you little whore" Dianna commanded and Sarah quickly obeyed as Sarah turned it all the way back to the cold. It may have taken five minutes to warm up but it took no time at all returning to its glacial state as Sarah yelped at the sudden change.

"You got filthy last night, used and abused by gods know how many, do you? Do you know how many people fucked you last night whore?" Dianna demanded as she gripped Sarah's jaw between her thumb and index finger.

"No mistress, too many, I'm a filthy whore" Sarah said, her eyes drifting down in shame.

Dianna slapped Sarah across her face. A red hand mark welling across her cheek, tears welling in her eyes. "No, you stupid little slut, your mistake was not counting, was not asking for permission before each cock entered your slutty little hole"

"Yes mistress, i will do better mistress" Sarah cried as her body began to shiver again.

"You better" Dianna said through clenched teeth as she pointed across the floor and Sarah began to shakily crawl towards that point her teeth chattering all the while.

Dianna admired her damaged prize, the slender curve of her back, the slightly plump rear that by some miracle had not been defiled as she had been ravaged in last nights gang bang. Her nails slowly raked over those soft curves along her hip, then down her outer thigh. The once gorgeous pussy was still swollen, battered and bruised would return once more to its precious state. Dianna made up her mind then.

"****, for the rest of the festival you are not allowed to let anyone use your pussy at all!" Sarah bit her lip, but nodded.

"I didn't hear you!" Dianna said as she struck Sarah across the ass hard, overlapping with one of the darker bruises already there.

"Yes mistress!" Sarah cried out.

"Good" she said as she continued her inspection trailing her fingers again along her ribs, reaching under where she felt those perfect mango sided breasts soft as velvet. Her nipple hard enough to cut diamonds pressing into the palm of her hand as she began to cup the velvet mammary as she leaned forward.

"Because we are going to find the biggest strap on at the festival and i am going to fuck your tight ass until its as loose as your cunt after last night" she whispered in Sarah's ear.

Sarah wasn't sure if she was terrified or excited for the prospect. It didn't matter though, her body no longer belonged to her. Whatever Dianna wanted to do with her possessions was her prerogative.