Hess nex

Taylor figured the next in line was a logical choice.

“Sophia Hess”. There was no small amount of vitriol tied to that name.

What a better way to reignite her desire for a hatefuck than the alpha bitch? ‘What to do what to do…’ she thought while sizing the tied black runner, then recalled her inspiration for this whole setting.

“Would you look at the mess your friend made” Taylor gestured to her inhumanly large dick completely smeared on leftovers from the previous conquest a gunky film, mix of Madison’s fluids and heaping chunks and fat drippings of thick semen clinging to it. “I can’t just fuck someone like that, how about a cleanup?”.

Just like that, Taylor took the ropes binding her ex-bully and effortlessly flipped the girl upside-down, leaving her head dangling from the cushion. A quick reach into her handy backpack and Taylor retrieved a handful of implements that got a whimper from Emma, the one of the three who could see them.

“I couldn’t find any ring my size, so had to settle for these” Taylor explained as she undid Sophia’s gag. She swiftly fastened a device from the back of her head. It was like a headset that had the earphones replaced by some sort of reverse claps that left the bearer in a **** gape.

“There we go, wouldn’t want any accidental teeth, right?” Taylor presumed the fuckhole wouldn’t have dared to begin with given she was literally begging, but she didn’t care much for whatever the slut had to say.

With the mouth and throat aligned Taylor braced herself on Sophia’s legs and began to aim her bobbing length at the newest hole, this gave her a vantage point to see what Hess was thinking; her toned body was covered on a sheen of sweat despite barely even been touched, and even with her cunt pointed upwards juices were flowing down her slight abs already. A glance downwards told her that past her heaving breasts Sophia was hard at work stretching her tongue trying to reach her swaying dong.

Perfect time to finally plug the mouth of Sophia Hess. Taylor could feel Sophia’s tongue trying to move around her glans, probably from some internet tutorial, uselessly given her mouth was filled to capacity with just the head. A few experimental thrusts and the futa could feel the barest resistance from mouth to esophagus, if anything the reverse-gag was loosening--

“Watch it!” Taylor felt the rumble of a moan just as Sophia’s pussy gushed out a mess. “Gotta plug the other hole then!” Without missing a beat, a silicon toy found its way into the bound girl’s cunt, provoking another shudder. “Of course you love that, you fucking pervert!” Taylor responded with a slap to Sophia’s ass. Awkward as it was with shins, thighs and wrists tied together the resounding clap just made Sophia thrust her hips up the air.

And like that, Taylor began humping into the throat of the defenseless bitch. Not even half inside, she could see the outline of her cock stretching out the black throat with the bump of her cock’s ridge moving back and forth scrapping all the while.

For Sophia Hess this would be a novel experience, hyperventilating while being practically fisted in the throat and having a sloppy toy constantly ground into her pussy to keep it from being pushed out by her orgasmic cunt. By any logic she should be destroyed and **** on the monster Hebert was sporting and ravaging her with, but she could not stop coming. If the constant orgasms were messing with her head, the heady aroma of Taylor’s pussy was not helping, but Sophia was glad she still breath.

Taylor felt momentary regret at specifying a set of internal testes, it would have been fun to have a pair of pendulous balls smacking against Sophia’s face right about now. ‘She might just cum harder’.

“Hess! Are you putting attention!?” So far it seemed getting push down and used by someone higher in the food chain was enough to make Sophia Hess into a passive fucktoy. “Do you even know what his about?!” Taylor never stopped ramming her cock up Sophia’s throat, by now she would be fucking a stomach, but whatever, powers are weird. “You want my attention, you get it, and now you are a dead fish?” Taylor didn’t have much experience belittling others in either life, but coming from the new her it should have some effect.

Taylor stooped as she felt the barest instance of flexing around her shaft. ‘Right, swallowing was a thing’, she thought. “Fucking hell you cant even _get fucked _right”. With her new Amazonian strength, the futa grabbed the knots of arms and ankles and lifted the impaled runner until she was gagging upside down.

Sophia was lifted from the root of Taylor’s cock, the head popped out of her throat, filling her mouth again “Do I” Taylor dropped her down her cock impaling her all the way with the weight of her own body, and before bottoming was pulled upwards again “have-to-do every-thing?!” Hebert was treating her like an oversized toy, using her great strength to manhandle her up and down her cock faster than before. Of course, she came again, gushing more into the dildo plugging her and down herself.

“Can you _at least _take a load?”. Taylor grunted in one last heave and let the depths of Sophia’s innards handle the rest. To her credit, Hess tried to close her lips around the shaft keeping her neck straight like a rebar but taking so many ropes of semen being upside-down would inevitably wash down her mouth and nose.

“_Fucking _figures.” Sophia was lifted from Taylor’s cock and unceremoniously thrown into the couch ass up. “All that _biiig _talk, and all that eeefort—To be a pain in the ass” Taylor roughly slapped Hess, making her whimper, the glutes shaking despite the tone. “Can’t even be a decent slut--” Taylor spanked the other cheek, this time Sophia squealed and sprayed from her pussy. “Are you pissing me off because you are into this--?” A series of slaps rained on the prone girl, who took it all without complain save for whining and shaking but raising her ass all the same.

To Taylor, Sophia looked so… pitiful. Head buried in the furniture’s lumps and with her back bent up so far, she could see the sopping reddened cunt she hadn’t even touched. “This better be worth it” Taylor groped Sophia’s behind and pried open the lips, the girl was a bright mess inside. Her cock throbbed.

Without test nor mercy, Taylor jammed the entirety of her cock in Sophia’s swollen pussy, stretching her past the sane point and bulging her stomach down. Whatever screaming response was muffled by chewing on fabric.

“HOW IS IT, WHORE?” Taylor asked the slut she was pummeling “EVERY-THING YOU WANTED?” Seeing no change in the usual yapping, she grabbed Sophia by the scruff and pried her face from the cushion, lifting her between her arm and dick “ANSWER!”.

“Ah-AhGG” As Taylor figured, the best she would get from Hess was a lolling tongue, wild eyes and lots of drool. And of course, an orgasm.

With an exasperated grunt, Taylor dropped Sophia back to the stain her face left and figured it was about time to finish up with… this. Is it really **** is they are into it? The thought flickered through her mind just as she smacked Hess in the ass “Tighten up!”. To Sophia’s credit, the was a bit of a difference.

Taylor took inspiration from some of the hard stuff she came across once and stepped on Sophia’s head, burying her further in her mess. Solid hips beat against red, swollen flesh.

“Almost! There…” Sophia was being penetrated even deeper, her pussy stretched out and scrapped all at once from another angle in the haze of constant orgasms she still climaxed whenever Taylor fell on her like an anvil.

“FUCKIN’! TAKE IT!” Taylor’s building pressure exploded out into Sophia’s womb, a thick stream of cum battered the runner’s insides, overflowing in moments. Then she pulled out “ALL OF IT!” and rammed Hess again, another womb-bloating string rushed into the fucked-stupid girl.

After half a minute of jamming and churning pints of cum into Sophia, Taylor unplugged her cock. The swollen and battered cunt began to run white with seed that wasn’t thick enough to remain in Sophia’s new cum paunch.

Taylor breath deeply, that was… quite significant for her, mostly for past her. She watched the sweaty, sticky, battered and twitching bully ‘Good. Now…’ Her dick was still hard, and despite discharging enough to ruin the room several times over she was hardly empty.

“Emma…”

A/N: This was brought to you by unanimous vote of the one guy who commented.