The girl who can't speak for herself has no rights

With Lucy bent over the table, presenting herself to you and giving you a perfect view of her pussy and her ass. You take the dildo that you pulled out of her bag and go over to Bianca. "Are you familiar with this?" You ask her. Bianca shakes her head.

"We both have toys of course. Girls kinda need more than just a tongue or fingers to get off sometimes, but she never told me about this or brought it out when we were at home. She might have bought this one secretly just to use while she's outside," she says, and you're a little surprised at the bitter tone in her voice when she answers.

"I see. Well, I'm going to punish her with this, so you need to help by getting it wet for me to use." Bianca seems to perk up a bit at the mention of punishing Lucy and nods, taking the dildo from you. She bends down to remove her trousers, probably thinking to use it the traditional way, but you stop her. "Not with your cunt, I want you to get this wet with your mouth," you tell her.

There is a moment of hesitation this time before Bianca unfreezes. Maybe she didn't like the realistic cock-like surface of the dildo, you guessed. Maybe that's why Lucy avoided telling her about this particular toy. Still, Bianca brings the dildo to her mouth and tentatively licks it, looking completely unsure of herself. You can see the doubt in her eyes that what she's doing is right and you affirm that self-doubt by shaking your head at her efforts. "God, you're useless at sucking dick," you mutter, and she flushes.

Eventually, she gets the dildo wet enough after a few sloppy passes with her tongue that you're satisfied and take it from her. "Useless lesbian bitch," you mutter under your breath just loud enough for her to hear as you take the toy out of her hands. Going back to Lucy, you take the sloppy toy wet with her girlfriend's spit and hold it by the base as you tease the bulbous head between her legs.

"You like using this fake cock on yourself when your girlfriend can't do it for you and you're outside, is that right slut?" you ask, directed at Lucy. Her pussy trembles visibly as you stare at it and she nods timidly, but your hand finds the cheek of her ass in a smack that resounds in the room. "Answer me with your mouth, not your stupid unused cunt!" you yell at her and she bursts into tears.

"Y-yes," she whimpers. From the corner of your eye, you can see when Bianca shakes her head. The email said that lesbians would feel uncomfortable when you were punishing other lesbians around them, but did that apply when one of them intentionally wanted you to mistreat or punish the other? How did the situation work out when it wasn't just **** cooperation because they were compelled to do so and it was voluntary instead?

You can see Lucy's legs shaking and you decide that you want to move this elsewhere soon. Taking the dildo by the hilt, you press the head to one of her holes, but not the hole she normally used it on. Lucy gasped as you began sliding the silicon toy into her ass, spreading the walls apart and stretching her out. "Hold still," you tell her, annoyed that she was moving so much. "Bianca, hold your bitch of a girlfriend down so she stops moving so much and I can get this dildo all the way up her ass." Bianca moves around the table and holds Lucy's wrists down, looking conflicted about you involving her in Lucy's punishment.

You ignore her and keep pushing the average sized dildo up Lucy's ass until mostly only the suction cup base remains sticking out and the dildo is hilted inside her. Satisfied, you get up and grab her leash. "Come with me," you say, knowing that Bianca come on her own, but you pull Lucy along by the collar and leash with no time to adjust to the intrusion inside her.

You bring them to your bedroom where Bianca seems to stare at the bed with a heavy significance and a resigned attitude. The windows are closed after your cleaning session earlier, but the blinds are open and the glow from the city outside easily illuminates the room with a dim bluish light and gives you enough light to appreciate everything inside. You pull Lucy into the room forcefully by the collar and push her down into a chair facing the bed. "Your first punishment is to fuck your ass with that dildo all night while you watch me take your girlfriend on my bed, and you're not allowed to cum," you tell her. "You're not allowed to touch your cunt because from now on, your cunt no longer belongs to you. If you're a gay lesbo girl who chose to only be interested in pussy, then you deserve to lose the rights to your own cunt."

Your logic is flawed and makes no sense of course, but it doesn't seem to matter with this new power, as Lucy sobbed in despair at your proclamation but didn't protest it. Looking around the room, you find the perfect object to shut this bitch up from ruining your mood of breaking in her girlfriend. You grab your underwear from before your shower and stuff it into her mouth, filling her mouth with the thick taste and smell of your cock and all the activity it'd had recently. Lucy's eyes begin to water, but you slap her across the face again and shove the underwear in her mouth forcefully. "As a filthy lesbian, you don't deserve to touch another girl. You should really get familiar with the smell of a man instead," you sneer, before leaving her to her misery in the corner as she stares at you and Bianca with a look of hopelessness in her eyes.

Turning around to face Bianca, you see her standing timidly next to your bed where you left her after coming in. Even with her petite stature, she seems shy now compared to how tall she was carrying herself outside when you both first met. "Are you nervous?" you ask her, walking close to her in the dim light of the room. "I'm guessing you've never been with a man before?" Bianca nods her head, presumably the answer to both questions, her blue half mane bobbing with response as well. You smile, not out of kindness, but from imagining that head of blue hair bobbing up and down from riding your cock. Even though Sarah had explained how sexuality worked to you and you knew that logically that sexuality wasn't really a choice, you still held a resentment against gay girls for every miserable experience you'd had trying to date growing up.

"Oh darling, you're going to regret ever wanting to be a lesbian when I'm done with you," you say to her as you move closer to her.