Sally the Slut

The twins moaned piteously into their panty gag, squirming as much as their tight bondage allowed - which wasn't a lot. Both of them looked up towards their two friends with teary eyes, and found their pathetic gaze returned by Cassy, before the petite blonde looked down towards the ground in shame. The 'Bitch', as the cute pouty blonde was being referred to, was shivering all over, and even as her feet squirmed hesitantly on the ground, it was clear that even the slightest movement, even the most minute shift of her muscles caused her stinging and aching butt to burn anew. She was sobbing as she moved her newly rebound arms up to cover her perky tits, and her tears mingled with the drool flowing past her big black ball-gag at the corners of her mouth, pooling around her chin and then dropping to the ground in thick, humiliating threads of bodily fluid.

"Ngghhhhhhhkh!" She suddenly squealed, as one of the rapists stabbed her back with his taser, prodding her forward. Her sobbing became stronger, and it took another encouragement to finally force her to move forward on shaky legs towards the twins.

Sally needed no such encouragement. She had no doubt about the sincerity of these rapists. They had made quite clear what they were willing to do and Sally had realized early on, during the gangrape, that it was better for her if she cooperated. Sure, she could barely recall how many cocks she had been forced to swallow, but at least her tits and ass had been spared the whip, and her ass had remained unviolated - in contrast to most of her friends. So as soon as the signal was given, she bolted forward towards Hannah. The poor maiden twin was helpless, unable to run or even inch away as Sally grabbed the front of her battered dress and began to rip on the torn cups of the white garment. Hannah shrieked and pleaded at her friend, but only garbled mewling escaped past her gag of thongs and panties.

As she had been tied up, the halters of her dress had been hiked up onto her shoulders again, pulling the cups up and providing at least a modicum of support and protection for her beautiful breasts, but now, as Sally tore at Hannah's ruined summer dress, the redhead's lightly freckled mammaries bounced free once more, proving again that they didn't really need support. The twins didn't have the largest breasts amongst their groups of friends - that honour went to Francesca - but they were up there, and on their petite frames, their C-Cups looked positively massive, while at the same time standing proud and firm as only a teenager's tits did. Hannah continued to suirm and squeal, protesting against being molested by her friend, but Sally knew better than to relent. She was going to do anything to win this, if this meant that she could go home again, rather than having to spend her life as the sex slave to one of the perverts who appeared to be watching this entire ordeal. She fumbled for another few seconds with the front of Hannah's dress, but by the time that Cassy finally reached Sarah and began to meekly move her trembling fingers towards the pink dress of the other twin, Sally had figured out that she would make more headway at the back.

With swift movements, Sally grabbed Hannah's waist and twisted her around, tightening her chains even further. With her wrists bound together, Sally reached up towards the back of Hannah's dress, grabbed it firmly between her hands and puleld as hard and swift as she could. Hannah coughed into her gag, the wind knocked out of her as her dress constrained around her, and she coudl hear the telltale sound of tearing seams. It took another two rough pulls, but finally, Sally managed to rip the seam between the halters and the back of Hannah's dress. With adrenaline shooting through her as she felt victory approaching, she swiftly slid the utterly ruined dress down her friends petite frame, once more pulling roughly to get it past the redhead's perfect bubble butt. Since the twins had already been stripped of their shoes and panties, and since neither of them was wearing a bra underneath their dress, Hannah's delicious body was now utterly naked as her shredded dress slid down her legs and bunched up on the ground.

Sally heard a slow clapping sound behind her, as the host declared the game over. "Well done, Slut. Even if you should get eliminated later on, I'm sure you've proven to all of those prospective owners out there how useful you might be in processing new fuckmeat." Sally felt her heart sink, not only because of the reminder that this was only the first of several tests, but also because of the callous compliment. "Speaking of processing..." The host's icy glare turned towards Cassy, who was still fumbling with Sarah's dress, but was mostly rapt with Hannah's naked body shivering right beside her, especially now that Sally let go of it, allowing the chains to untwist and thus whipping Hannah's body around by 180 degrees, causing her boobs to jiggle invitingly. "...get the Bitch to the losers' lounge." He nodded at the two rapists with the tasers who then moved forward and grabbed Cassy roughly by her arms. The ball-gagged blond beauty began to protest, but the two men simply lifted her off the floor and half dragged, half carried her towards the back of the room. All the other girls in the room - except for the twins, whose heads were bound to look in the other direction - glanced past their friends as Cassy was dragged through a door to the bondage dungeon hidden behind the two-way mirror. Cassy was screaming and squealing, and she even tried to kick at her captors, but the first attempt of lifting her legs brought back the stinging pain of her multiple ass-rapes. Then, the ravaged blonde girl's screams vanished as the door slammed shut behind her, leaving the other girls to stare into nothingness with wide-eyed panic.

The silence was broken as the hopst and onther rapist stepped forward. The other man grabbed Sally and roughly led her back towards the bench, while the host took evident pleasure in roughly manhandling Sarah, cupping her boobs and the soft skin of her face as he took a knife from his belt, then swiftly cut up her dress into tatters, letting the shreds sail down to the ground until she was just as bare-naked as her sobbing twin.

Finally, it was done. Both of the redheaded birthday girls, those rare gems of identical beauty, were left hanging from chains in their birthday-suits, their glorious bodies revealed to everyone inside the room and the many, many well-paying customers watching the live-stream. It was truly a sight to behold. And yet, the fun had only begun.