Please Ruin Me!

Mariah didn't visit places like this often. Bars. Taverns. Places where people would take their friends to get tipsy and have a good time. But someone she thought loved her broke her heart and she felt wild and unhinged.

At a glance, anyone could tell she was looking for attention. A pair of short black denim shorts and a sleeveless top that revealed too much cleavage. She certainly had eyes on her, but after thirty minutes, no one approached? She must have visited the only bar in town that was filled with couples. Until finally, an older woman sat beside her. Full of liquid courage and not caring what anyone thought of her, she spoke up to the bartender, "Hey, you! Buy this fine lady whatever she wants!"

Annika visited bars often enough, when she was off the job -- it was hard work being her after all, rutting for money, coming up with new schemes to get the beta-cucks fuckslamming their pin-pricks in their fists harder and harder for each video. Sometimes it was nice to come to a bar without eying up a victim...

Sometimes, one falls right into your lap. Annika was dressed like a punk bitch, a leather jacket that was about as old as she was, a low-cut tank-top that showed her cheesegrater abs, and a pair of black jeans that hugged her powerful, head-crushing thighs.

"This fine lady wants a bottle of vintage whisky." Without missing a beat, Annika ordered a bottle that was easily two-hundred bucks on Jessi's credit. She smiled as she did.

Mariah blanched at the order. The bartender came back with a full bottle of whiskey. An old fellow, perhaps twenty years Annika's senior, looked between Annika and Mariah with a knowing glint in his eye. "200, las," He said, placing the bottle with two glasses.

She considered telling Annika to order something else, but the smile hit the nerves Mariah so desperately needed tonight. She brought her credit card out and paid for the bottle, returning the smile to Annika while trying not to let it show how much she wished she hadn't done that.

"Very expensive drinker, huh?" She asked, playing her regret off with an attempt at charm and humour.

"I make sure the pretty girls pay extra." Annika wasn't even going to savour the bottle, not really -- even from the first drink, she threw it back a person might throw back Jack Daniels, or Jim Beam. No regard for relishing in the lavishness of it, tasting the high or low notes; it was just an expensive way to get drunk on somebody else's credit. At the least, it'd be the most expensive thing stuffed up some poor cunt's asshole tonight. Annika was already judging Mariah's body and the fat end of the bottle with a hungry, yet idle, look.

"What's a little thing like you doin' tryin' to get wit' a horse like me? You horse girl? A chaser?"

Mariah wasn't too familiar with expensive ****, and for all she knew, the bottle Annika began downing was no different than any other whiskey. But she assumed it must taste amazing and should be savoured, so the fact Annika drank it like water frustrated her a little bit. But fuck it, she's here to have fun, and part of her wanted that ****. She wanted someone to break her, she just didn't know it.

"My girlfriend broke up with me," Mariah shrugged and finished her cocktail. "So I don't want to be alone tonight." She grabbed one of the glasses the bartender brought over and held it close to Annika with an expectant look. "May I please have some of that overpriced whiskey?" There was humour in her voice and a light hint of sarcasm.

Without asking, or even so much as asking as if she's ready, Annika sought to offer some of the bank-account drinking booze to the poor girl. Maybe it was just her pathetic admission she was broken up with, or maybe she was just feeling generous...

It didn't really matter. Mariah was pinned backwards against the bar by a monstrously strong hand, coarse, and rough, with her cheeks squeezed to **** her adorable little mouth to open wide.

"We'll make you forget about that dyke bitch," she offered, chortling while sharing a look with the bartender. Slowly, she began to tip the neck of the bottle to deliver a steady stream of neat whisky straight into the girls' gullet. Not the worst thing it'll suffer tonight.

Mariah almost dropped the glass to the floor and it shattered. It caught the attention of several other patrons, and Mariah saw in the corner of her eye that they looked directly at them. They saw what Annika was making her do, forcing her to chug mouthful after mouthful of whiskey, but they just seemed to shrug it off. She wondered if Annika was some kind of celebrity here and was known to do things like this.

She gagged after the second drink and tried to push the bottle away, but she ended up gulping down seven large mouthfuls of the ****.

Once Annika pulled the bottle away it was almost gone. Mariah gagged and retched, struggling to keep the booze down, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"W-what the fu-uuuuck?!" She exclaimed, gagging again.

Some of the patrons cheered for her, telling her what a champion she is, which made the situation feel a little lighter. Like they were just having fun. She was able to breathe properly again soon, and she looked at Annika again. Whiskey stained her cheeks, neck and had drenched some of her top, although she swallowed far more than what covered her chest.

Annika was known enough that nobody really messed with her. Mariah couldn't figure out if it was money, influence, or fear -- maybe a mix of all of the above. There wasn't a single thing Annika thought twice about. If it was fun, she was doing it; and what was more fun than making a pretty girl make bad decisions?

"Look at you, holding your own." Annika's meaty digits slid inside Mariah's mouth for a moment, rubbing against her ****-burned tongue, before she pulled them out and wiped them across the girls' chest in a swish-swash motion. Just toying with her was enough to make Annika's prick stiffen, press against the front of the denim cage she'd stuffed it into. "What dumb bitch would break up with you?" She chortled, and then wrapped an arm around her. Had Mariah been accepted? Had she passed the test? Maybe.

Mariah grinned and cheered with the crowd, who cheered louder now that she was properly getting into it. She heard someone say something about how she's going to get destroyed, but she forgot about it when Annika spoke again. The **** was quickly taking effect - either because it was strong, or Mariah was a lightweight unconditioned to heavier, straight whiskey. She thought she'd gag on those fingers, but she earned another cheer from the crowd when she began to suckle on them.

"Haha, a very dumb bitch!" She answered, leaning into Annika. She barely registered that the woman copped a feel moments ago, even if it was just a passing touch. "Only a very dumb, stupid, idiot bitch would leave me..." The tone in her voice was unmistakable, and after that sentence she began to cry. "Why would she leave me? What did I do wrong?" She asked, begging Annika for answers.

A life of the party. Annika was practically leading this girl to become the bar's latest public fuckgutter, and everyone was cheering them on for it. Strong hands took control of Mariah's hair, controlling, but not painfully pulling -- nah, that'd be for later. One hand drifted down to the front of her own crotch, cupping it idly as they spoke... and she didn't stop once she burst out into tears. In fact, the thick equine shaft throbbed harder.

"Who gives a shit?" All the comfort of a porcupine. Annika let out a snort and tucked the girl in even closer, talking over her little sobbing cries as she not-so-delicately aimed to insert herself into ruining her life even more utterly than this break-up. "Let's get back at that cunt. You got her number? Lets send her pictures of you doing nasty shit that she wouldn't let you do. Lets make that bitch suicidal." Those last words had a delicious, yet equally repugnant, venom to them.

Mariah felt a swell of anger at Annika for talking about her that way. And then she felt angry at herself for having any desire to defend her ex after that bitch so cruelly broke up with her. She was drunk enough that she thought nothing of the tight grip on her head.

"Yeah! You're right!" She slurred. "It's her fault. She broke up with me for no fucking reason!" She had to take a deep breath. "How could she do that to me!" She stood up, wincing as she forgot her hair was held in Annika's fist. And she continued to speak. "Let's record us doing stuff together and I'll send it to her. I'll let her see me happy with someone else, with you, then I'll block her. Fuck her. Fuck her!"

The crowd was laughing and cheering at Mariah's resolve.

"Yeah!" Annika was egging on the crowd, Mariah, and herself all at the same time. There was a roar of laughter as Mariah nearly yanked her own scalp clean off, but they weren't laughing at her... no, they were definitely laughing with her. How could this crowd of strangers be malicious in any way?

Releasing her domineering grip, Annika switched to swatting a handful of Mariah's asscheeks, openly groping what she'd already assumed was hers.

"Fucking nasty." As if it was Mariah's idea. "What's your nasty lil' kink you want to do? Huh? What fuckin' ugly shit you wanna' send her?" Annika got close now, that mature, leathery cologne stink of an older woman engulfing the younger lass.

The bartender shook his head. "Poor girl. She got another one."

Mariah was too focused on getting **** to acknowledge that, though. She giggled, trying to swat Annika's hand away only for it to come back and grip her asscheeks harder. "Nnnh, maybe take you into the toilets and give you a blowjob?" She asked. That was her girlfriend's favourite, after all. Getting her dick sucked. If she showed herself sucking someone else off after only a day post-breakup, that would definitely hurt the cold-hearted bitch.

She turned around now, when they were at the door that leads into the hall towards the bathrooms. She looked directly up at Annika, bringing her hand to her crotch to rub it. "Nnnggh, and you're so big, too. I think you're bigger than her..."

"Not many bitches can compete with a horse." Without delay, Annika led the grieving bitch by her asscheeks towards the bathroom, throwing up a peace sign behind herself to the jeering crowd she'd left behind. It wasn't quite the public show she'd quietly promised, but they'd get there... they'd hear it, at the very certain.

Bang. Annika practically booted the door open with her hoof. It was a bar's toilets alright -- stale urine, the faint reek of perfume to try and mask it, but the stained tiles weren't ever going to be cleaned over, not without some industrial bleach and a priest or two to bless it.

As she entered, she unzipped the front of her pants to let the bushel of pubes stick out from the top, wiry and black, and just the tip of the moist, greasy sheathe that her prick was slithering out of.

"Give me your phone so I can record you."

The smell was awful. It reminded her of the time she and her friends in school snuck into the boys' bathroom to see if it was any different, and there was piss everywhere. That was nothing compared to the nostril-squeezing smell she was **** to inhale now. She even tried to breathe through her mouth but that resulted in tasting the foul odour instead.

If she wasn't so drunk - practically tripping over her own feet - she wouldn't have knelt on the bathroom floor in front of the woman. She knew what they were in here for and the idea of sucking Annika's dick was getting her drunken mind aroused.

She offered up her phone - it was already unlocked, but Mariah didn't think about setting up the camera. She was in very familiar territory and decided to do everything her ex liked. Hopefully Annika would like it, too. She started by pressing her face into that sweat-dampened bush of pubic hair, submerging her nose in it while her mouth kisses the peaking base of Annika's cock. "Nnngggh, you're so sweaty," she groans, not sounding displeased. She moves forward, pressing her tits against the bulge in Annika's jeans, rubbing herself against the meat while massaging the base with her mouth.

"Yeahhh. I like to let bitches clean me up after a long day." Annika didn't bother with setting up the camera, as she immediately began to delve through the contents of Mariah's phone; all the secrets, her photos, her social media. It was handed to her on a silver platter, so why shouldn't she help herself get off by finding out whose life she was about to change for the worst?

Sharp, harsh inhales left the anthro's snout, horse-like snorts, as her dick was showered with the same affection a girl showed someone she just stopped loving -- or probably still did. Sweat was right. Piss was the next odour... then pussy, then ass-... Annika was a pornstar, afterall, and her prick was buried in as many places as it could go.

"Have you ever sucked off a horse before? I'm bigger than one of your niggers, yeah?

Before long, Mariah had wiry, thick pubic hairs hanging off her nose and sticking to her cheeks. Her ex-girlfriend kept herself clean, so a sweaty, musky, dirty cock wasn't something she was used to. But she enjoyed herself anyway, loving how low it made her feel - like she'd hit rock bottom and was reveling in the process of being broken.

The cock continued to swell, pressing outwards in a thick bulge within Annika's jeans. It became easier to get a grip around it with her tits, and she even began to cup it with her hands. She stroked it lightly within the material, feeling around and truly discovering just how big the woman actually was. Those fat nuts pulsated as her palm gently caressed them through the denim, and Annika's hardening cock intensified the smells rushing through Mariah's nostrils.

"God you're fucking enormoussss! I've never had ni-umm, black dick before, but I've seen it. You're bigger." She was drunk and wasn't sure if she was articulating properly just how impressed she was with Annika's size. Finally, her need to see more of it got the better of her and she unzipped the woman's jeans.

THWACK.

Annika made sure to get a video of that, at the least -- she was hoping to get the girl spilling a slur, but you can't get everything you want... instead she got her foot long and a bit piece of black horsemeat springing out to clock the young girl in the face, leaving a wet, nasty mark on her cheek from where the flared head left it's delicate 'kiss'. What oozed out wasn't pearly white precum, but yellowed ball sewage, lazily leaking out with a wet 'schlop' that landed on the floor in a small clump of beaded up jizz. Annika let out a loud groan as she felt the pressure taken off her cum-slit, and she groped her own tit.

"Fuuuck. That was good. Now look at the camera, give it a kiss, and tell your girlfriend to kill herself."

Mariah felt the wet stickiness of Annika's ball gunk cling to her cheek before falling to the ground with a wet splat. The smell got more intense, giving Mariah that familiar and undesirable itch in her throat that came from inhaling toxic fumes. She coughed while trying to stifle a gag but smiled up at Annika, wanting to be a good, dedicated slut that showed no sign of disapproval. But when she went to bring her tongue to the tip, she saw how much foul fluids and chunky bits of dried up smegma caked it and she gagged hard, turning her head away. Tears streamed down her eyes and she smiled again, looking up at the camera.

"Hello, Amber. Remember me? Surely you haven't forgotten already, right? We only spent five years together when you decided to rip my fucking hear out! She screamed the last few words, raw tears joining the gag-induced ones. "I hope you see this and kill yourself, you cunt." With that, she wrapped her mouth around the reeking dickhead, whimpering lightly from the flavours and texture, and began to push her tongue back and forth while giving the head a sloppy french kiss.

"OOooh fuck." Annika's leg shot out as the pleasure shot up her spine, and her spare fist slammed into the side of a stall causing it to dent harshly. A fresh bitch making out with her jizz-slit was just what she needed, sucking in a harsh, bliss-filled breath as another pair of innocent lips were corrupted into being her personal jizz-dump.

"You see that, Amber? We're at Leshy's bar. Your girl is giving me the best head of my fuckin' life. Nice goin', dipshit, lettin' this fine bit of blow-bait go." Annika concluded her part in the video by hocking a loogie straight onto the camera -- uncaring that it was Mariah's phone she was defiling. The video ended, and she spent a few moments making sure to post and tag it onto Mariah's Twitter, Facebook, and any other socials that were ripe for a quick video too.

"Fuck that retard. If she comes here? I'll drown her in this toilet and take a piss on her." Annika let her head drop back for a moment, basking in the blowie, before she snapped her fingers.

"Get naked. I have an idea."

Mariah only got more excited by the sounds of Annika's groaning and blatant excitement at her worship. She listened to the foul things the woman said to her ex-girlfriend and even in her drunken stupor, knew it was harsh. But moments ago she just told Amber to kill herself.

She had no idea her social media was now blowing up with friends and family watching her degradation. Followers on Twitter watched the video and either enjoyed it or reported it.

She pulled her mouth away from Annika's cock long enough to take a break and lick the drooling piece of smegma dangling from her bottom lip.

"Yeah! F-fuck that dumb bitch. That's what she deserves. I'll fucking piss on you too if you come here, Amber. I'm with a better woman now." She yelled into the camera lens, her vision barely able to focus. She did as she was told, standing up and removing her top and bra underneath. Within seconds her tits were dangling for all to see and she didn't know it. Then, she pulled down her shorts and panties, kicking them to the side.

Still horny and wanting to make her new friend cum, she done a little dance while using her fingers to splay her pussy lips open, then her ass cheeks. All for the camera and Annika's pleasure. "You'll never have this again Amber you stupid, you dumb bitch!" Then seconds passed and she looked at Annika as if awaiting the next instructions.

Annika gave Mariah back her phone. "Set that up on the floor over there against the wall."

Mariah thought nothing of it and did as she was told, bending over to position it.

"Mmm, make sure you do it properly, get down on your knees so it won't slip."

"Okay," Mariah answered, now on her knees with the video recording - unaware that she was live streaming directly to FaceBook, Instagram and Twitter.

Suddenly, a hand clamped tightly over her skull and smacked her head hard off the dirty cold floor. Annika was mounting her and aligning that fat, slobber-soaked cock into Mariah's asshole.

"W-wait! I don't like anal! I don't like- UGGGGGHHH" The recording software captured the pained expression as Annika's cock began to slide into her asshole. Only the tip was covered in spit and it was nowhere near enough lubricant to accommodate the rest of Annika's size. "Stop-PPPPP! STOPPPP!!"

Annika lifted her head up again, making sure she was looking directly into the camera lens as she continued to push herself deeper into her toy's hole. She was already so hard and built up that she could feel her orgasm approaching, so she spent her energy burying herself as deep into the whore's hole as she could. That virgin asshole squeezed so deliciously tightly around her much-too-large cock. When her balls smacked into Mariah's cunt, she began to truly rut her while listening to the girl scream and beg.

"I love you AMBER! I'M SORRY AMBER! PLEASE FORGIVE ME AMBER!" She wailed, drool escaping Mariah's mouth while blood trickled from her nostrils. A few seconds later, Mariah could feel a torrent of thick, hot jizz spewing directly in her asshole, filling up her bowels. She gritted her teeth, rolling her eyes as her newfound friend dumped a load of cum inside her.

After a while, Annika pulled out of her fleshlight. A few minutes passed. Light trickles of golden fluid sprinkled onto Mariah's ass as Annika groaned. And the stream grew stronger, blasting all over Mariah's back and over her head, even blasting the phone. After emptying her bladder, she left the whore where she lay.

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