Yes, maybe she'll feel better after teaching the bitch a lesson

"On the one hand I'm not your **** any more - or Krissi's ****. I have the ability to hold back. On the other, you did kind of get us into this mess. You used the Marker on me, and on Krissi, and set me up - **** me really - to fuck with her until it went wrong. As I see it you are 100% to-fucking-blame for this. And your little tomboy transformation, *Fiona*," she spat the name with venom, "is only the tip of the iceberg as far as what you deserve."

Fiona held up a hand to warn Stacey away but the yoga instructor smacked it aside. Fiona gasped in surprise and pain at her girlfriend's strength.

"I want to get a better look at you, turn around and spread."

Fiona didn't move.

"I said do it you little *skank* or else I'll make you do it."

Fiona trembled, but slowly, hearing how serious and contemptuous Stacey's tone was, she did as ordered.

"Really not much to look at! Just a beanpole. But you look nice and tight at least," then Stacey started, unexpectedly, to finger her pussy.

"Huh, you are pretty tight! Well, for now at least. But that's good, you won't be totally worthless to me."

Fiona's face burned, partly in embarrassment and partly with a flush of pleasure from Stacey's hand, know pumping two fingers in and out of her in slow rhythm.

"Its funny seeing you like this after all the hyper-dominant masculine shit you pulled with the marker. But you know, maybe you wanted it to end up like this? You left Krissi's cock alone after all. Maybe you wanted it shoved up your ass, or down your throat."

"Th-that was just to humiliate her. To take ****," Fiona stammered.

"You went way past **** Fiona, you stupid, stupid pervert. But Krissi didn't even leave you your cock! Was that mercy? Was that sparing you humiliation? When she replaced your cock with this slick little cunny."

The tide of arousal was slow to rise in Fiona. It was different from feeling her cock harden with lust, but it rose all the same. She squirmed around Stacey's fingers, trying to push herself deeper onto them.

"Little slut wants more?" Stacey cooed.

"No, please stop, this is what Krissi wants, for us to **** each other."

"To **** each other??? I think it's pretty one way right now. Yeah, this is probably what she wants but if you feel confused or uncomfortable right now imagine what I'm going to go through," her voice grew harsh and angry, her thrusts faster. Fiona felt a hot fleshy weight smack the top of the flat ass she was spreading.

"MY LIFE IS RUINED! I can't go out in public with this thing - unless maybe I start dressing in a fucking burqa. But I have to go fuck strangers or else "SLEEP-WHORE" which sounds like it'll end with me fucking strangers. So what the fuck am I going to do? How will I live a normal life? So I think I'm going to take my pleasure where I can. That's what they say right - 'in a shitty situation focus on small victories'."

She withdrew her hand from Fiona's now-wet slit, and positioned something much larger at its entrance.

Fiona whimpered,

"Please don't...", a whisper she herself didn't know if she meant.