Drink a bowl of cum

A smile creeps across Donna's lips, more wicked and perverted than any smile you'd ever seen on her before. You've seen the way she smiles when she's being degraded by you, but never anything like this.

Then she looks at Erin, and while her lips smile her eyes, covered in smeared dark eye-liner, are filled with dominant rage. Maybe a little jealousy, maybe a little lust.

"Cunt!" She shouts again. "Come with me to the kitchen" But there's no time for Erin to actually obey and follow her. Because quickly Donna is dragging Erin there by her hair.

Erin screams, maybe in pain, maybe pleasure, maybe both, as her body drags across the cum-covered floor, through a doorway and into the kitchen. You follow.

Donna hurls Erin toward the table, her eyes wide with madness. "Tell me, are you a fuck pig like me?"

"Yes" Erin responds, properly, head down, submissive.

Donna's smile grows. "When was the last time you sucked off ten men?" Erin doesn't answer. Donna glances over at you with disappointment. "Well what's the most men you've ever sucked off at once?"

Erin doesn't answer again. But you know her answer. You know that while she loves being your fuck pig, you've never shared her. You've assumed she was too delicate for that.

But if she belongs to Donna now...

So Donna quickly swings open her refrigerator and takes out a gallon of milk. Then she opens a drawer and takes out a big bowl. Erin seems uncertain as to what's happening. Although there's a sense from both her and you that it might be.... no that'd be impossible.

Once Donna starts pouring the contents of the gallon jug into the bowl you know it is possible. It's white and liquid, but it's definitely not milk.

"Many, many, dozens, maybe hundreds of men have contributed to this." Donna says "So now when someone asks you how many men have you swallowed cum from, you can give the only proper answer for a fuck pig." She holds the bowl out to Erin. "I don't even know."

And Erin, not hesitating, not looking at you for approval, takes the bowl in her hands, presses it to her lips and pours the jizz into her mouth.

As she drinks it, gulp after gulp after gulp, some of it pouring out of the sides of her mouth, down her cheeks, down her neck, down her nude body, she leans her head back and closes her eyes.

So she doesn't notice what Donna's doing until her fingers are shoved inside her pussy and asshole.

Erin yelps, opening her eyes, ceasing her cum chugging.

Donna's vicious face is right in front of her. "If you want the full effect of a fuck pig gang bang, you need your holes penetrated too, don't you?"

"Yes" Erin answers quietly.

"Good!" Donna's b-cups heave in excitement as her fingers work their way deep into Erin's holes. Erin's tight body squirms. "Now keep drinking you fuck!" Donna commands

And Erin does. She said she wanted to be your dirtiest girl, and she's certainly eager to prove that she wasn't lying. Soon she's gulped down every drop from the bowl of cum. Her chin is a mess. But she smiles proudly as she places the bowl on the table.

Donna slips her fingers out from inside Erin. Watching your thin nude fuck pig mistress corrupt your thin nude fuck pig girlfriend is quite the experience. Your cock is as hard as it's ever been. But it's not time to intervene. Not yet.

First you watch as Donna slides her fingers, wet with Erin's juices into Erin's lips. "You'll need to get used to the taste of your own cunt and ass." Donna explains, "Because men will always be moving their cocks from one of your holes to another." Erin nods. Donna squeaks with delight. "I bet you've never tasted your own ass before." She says shoving one of her hands down into your girlfriend's throat.

And when she pulls her hand back out Erin answers. "Yes... I have." It's true. Erin may not be the slut that Donna is, but she's still pretty fucking dirty. And ass to mouth was something you introduced pretty early in your domination.

But Donna isn't having it. Immediately she slaps Erin across the face. Erin seems shocked. "Don't contradict me you fucking cunt!" Her eyes are wide and wild. Erin drops her head in submission, long brown hair in her face. Donna slaps her again. "Now answer me again. Do you know the taste of your own ass?"

"Yes" Erin says through gritted teeth.

Donna slaps her a third time. Erin's face is a mix if submission and indignation. You can see her hard nipples, her wet crotch. You can see that she's only getting more turned on. But you can also tell that she wants to get credit for being the slut that she is.

"I'm in charge here" Donna shouts. "I'm the master and you're the fuck pig!" Erin nods. "Because I'm the great slut. Now what do you have to say?" Donna demands

And Erin raises her head, in just the slightest bit of irreverence and declares. "I thought you said you sucked off 10 real men this morning... not drank it all from your fridge. What kind of a slut is that?"

Shit, you think, now it's about to go down. This whole thing is going to explode and it's all going to depend on how Donna reacts. You watch Donna closely to see any indication of what she's about to do.