Top sissy

"I wanted to WHIMPER win, I MOAN need your cock so bad!" You are a little shocked to hear yourself admit it, but the desperation in your needy moans convinces you both that you would do anything for the thick cock currently pounding your sissy cunt.

Slade pounds you harder, pinning you into the bed as face down, your incoherent moans muffled by soft pillows. His hard hands dig into your supple hips and pull you savagely onto his cock even as he thrusts his hips to piston so deep inside you that you feel like his cockhead is sinking deep into your brain. Dimly, drooling, you are vaguely aware of Samantha trying to get in on the action, sliding up to Slade and running her soft tongue down his hard abs, but he brusquely shoves her off the bed, crumpling to the floor with a whimper.

"Loser's don't get rewards, bottom bitch! Sit in the corner and watch what winners get. Maybe next time you bring be a sissy you'll try harder to make me happy. Until then you are the cuck sissy!" You feel a little sorry for Samantha, or you would if every cell in your body wasn't exploding like a cum filled gusher, drowning you in bliss so profound, your brain drooled from your lolling tongue and sissy clit.

"Damn, Barbie! I'm gonna enjoy making you my side chick sissy! Lending you out to my friends, letting Becca 'punish' you for fucking her boyfriend, and lifting your short sissy skirts and fucking you anytime...anywhere...anyway I want!" Slade slams into one last time, his cock shooting so much of his alpha stud seed inside you that you can taste it in. The back of your throat...and it tastes delicious.

You lie in a puddle of your own sticky spurts as well as Samantha's and Slade's combined cum. You barely hear Slade command Samantha to lick you clean, and you are lost in your well fucked bliss as you feel her soft tongue sliding up your sloppy, splooge filled cunt. You squirm and whimper and coo contentedly. You realize through the fog that the prize you just "won" includes being the broken bitch of your biggest bully, being exposed and humiliated and used by the whole school, enduring whatever tantalizing torture Becca's cruel, clever mind can devise, and waiting for Samantha's inevitable reprisals for beating her to be the best bitch.

You feel yourself shudder and spurt in your satin panties at the thought of it all, and wonder expectantly how Samantha will punish you later for making more mess for her to lick up. You smile, knowing you love every second of it.