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Chapter 10 by bsnick bsnick

How did Darren know Bria and what does she owe him?

She used him to take out two competitors in exchange for sex

Bria pressed as far back as she could against the wall, though it did absolutely nothing to prevent Darren's hand from fishing out one large globe in his meaty fist. His other hand rubbed sausage-like fingers along her engorged pussy lips as the former beauty contestant's eyes welled with tears.

"Well don't keep us in suspense, Bria darling? We all know how it ended, how did it start? How did you meet Big Darren here?"

Bria **** her eyes away from the black giant, fixing her wide eyes on her former rival.

"I... I just wanted to win!" she blurted. "He... I told him he could do anything he wanted to me until curtain time if he'd give me laxatives and sabotage his sister."

"His sister?" Britney's eyes widened in mock horror. Bria was too scared to notice the expression wasn't genuine.

Darren's hands clenched and unclenched on her large breast like it was a horn, her hard nipple poking out between two fingers. Below her skirt the large man stopped rubbing his fingers along her moist slit and began to push a finger up into her.

Bria moaned, gasping out, "Robyn, his sister... that nig... black bit... girl was the favorite. I had him put something in her hairspray."

"And the laxative?" Britney asked.

Bria grimaced a bit as Darren worked a finger steadily up inside her. While not as big as a cock her tenseness made her tight enough that it felt like it was bigger.

"Rhonda," Bria gasped as the finger picked up steam while a thumb pressed firmly on her clit. "The other favorite. A chinese cu... girl."

"I see. The usual hijinks, hmm? And did you ever intend to settle with Darren here?"

Bria shook her head, panting as a second finger began to worm its way in beside the first. "I heard... some of the judges... they liked you... but you..."

"Looked just like you back then," Britney said bitterly.

Bria nodded again, groaning as the second finger lodged fully up her tight cunny and began to swivel around as it worked its way in and out swiftly.

"I thought that he'd think you were me..."

"A third girl out of the running, hmm? Very enterprising of you. And yet you didn't win, did you?" Britney sneered.

As yet another finger worked its way into her, perhaps representing the three victims, Bria let out a moan of both horror and pleasure as she realized how turned on this had made her. She tried to deny it to herself but her hips twitched toward the fingers even as she found her back arching a little into the milking grip of the enormous hand.

"Why didn't you win, Bria?" Britney pressed, her words barely breaking through the fog in Bria's mind.

"I.. A judge's son... he wanted to fuck my ass," Bria admitted with a sob. "He wouldn't stop!"

"Oh Bria," Britney sighed with mock disappointment. She reached into her pocket to turn off her recording cell phone. Bria's testimony could possibly be used to strip that precious Miss Minnesota title from her, or be used for much more interesting things.

"How are we going to punish you?"

"How are we going to punish you?"

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