Fuck 'em!

You've had about enough of their petty spite. They will obey you and hate it. Being obeyed is making you turned on, and their teasing is pissing you off!.

"Shut up and stay silent!" You order them, spite in your voice.

The two girls looked shocked, but stand there silently. You can tell they want to speak, most likely to scream at you, but they can't.

"Face each other!" You say with anger in your voice. If those two bitches want to keep humiliating and insulting you despite the shithole that one of them lives in, so be it. They will pay.

With increasing worry and fright in their faces, both of them turn to face each other.

"We're going to have a contest. The winner gets my cock in her. The loser gets to go outside and publicly humiliate herself. Nod if you got it."

Hesitantly, and with rage and fear in their eyes, the two of them nod.

You smile wickedly suddenly. They're bullies, and isn't it time that bullies receive what they dole out? "On the count of three, give each other wedgies. Try your best to lift the other bitch off of the ground. One...two.......three!"

The two reach behind each other, grabbing their panties. As they pull up, getting a grip on each other, you see to your satisfaction that Hannah is wearing a red thong, and Lilian a black thong. At once, they yank up as hard as they can, causing each other to wince in pain, both of them whimpering, but still pulling as hard as they can. After a few seconds, you stop them.

"Now, put your left forefinger into each other's mouths and suck on the other one's finger until I tell you to stop."

The girls put their fingers in each other's mouths and start sucking on them.

"Good, now put your hand down your pants and rub your clit through your panties. Do your best to stimulate yourselves."

As the girls obey, you reach for your trousers and pull out your phone. With a few clicks, you start filming them with your phone, the bright green light flickering to life. You notice they are breathing heavier and blushing deeply. You let them have at it for five minutes until they are sweating.

"Stop and stay still!" You watch them stop and start panting. "Now, when I say 'OK,' you can speak, but only in a calm voice. OK."

"You fucking pig," mutters Hannah. "I don't know what's going on, but I'll fucking chop your dick off."

"Fucking homo. I'm going to kill you," Lilian says with a look that you are lucky cannot kill.

"Such potty mouths," you say. "Hannah, crawl into the nearest bathroom, take a long drink from the toilet, then crawl back here and stay on your hands and knees."

"I'm going to kill you," says Hannah as she drops to her knees. "You are so fucking dead, loser." She crawls off down the hall then into the bathroom.

"Lilian, when she returns, do the same thing she just did."

"I can't wait to get my hands on you, fucktard. I don't know how you're doing this, but you'll pay."

Hannah crawls back a few moments later with water dripping from her lips and chin. At the sight of Hannah, Lilian drops to her hands and knees and crawls to the bathroom. Hannah calmly curses you out until Lilian returns, causing you to smile in amusement at her.

"Such language, ladies. Maybe you need another drink."

"No, I'll stop," said Hannah.

"Me too," said Lilian.

"Good, now stand up and strip to your underwear, but no more talking."

The girls get up and strip to their bras and thongs, which are wedged up their pussy lips, and the crotches are wet from when the girls were stroking themselves.

"OK, the contest will begin shortly. The winner gets fucked by me, and the loser has to skip around the block with her thong wedged up her cracks and the winner's thong stuffed in her mouth. Now, what should the first contest be?"

The girls practically blaze with mixed emotions: terror, horror, hatred, and anger, and you love it.