Mary Lou Takes Cindy Home

"Alright, Cindy, I think you've proven what a slut you are. Shall we move on?" Mary Lou stood gloating over her neighbor, the usual fake-nice mask of suburban friendship replaced with a twisted glee at the chance to dominate through ****. "Here, honey, you got a little something on your face..." She reached into her purse for a tissue & wiped a sticky spot of cum off of Cindy's cheek.

Cindy rose to her feet, fuming with anger & embarrassment, but anxious to get away as quickly as possible. Her former audience had since returned to their drinks, magically forgetting the cum-stained soccer mom just as easily as they had been drawn to her moments ago. She scowled at Mary Lou, dreading the perverted tortures she must have planned for her.

Jeannie, on the other hand, was extremely amused by the way it had all played out, barely able to contain her glee as she turned to Johnny.

"Great work back there, you really got this place going!" She slapped Johnny on the back like a proud softball coach. "Can you believe how wonderful Mary Lou did, seizing the moment like that? Not that you weren't brilliant, buddy, but wow! Love a good ****."

Johnny scratched his head in wonder. He was surprised at how much Jeannie had enjoyed watching the fuckfest, but was also beginning to realize that in the confusion he had neglected to have an orgasm of his own. "Yeah, I mean, pretty cool I guess. Damn, I can't believe I forgot to get my dick sucked..."

Jeannie laughed, clearly unsympathetic. "Well, now, maybe you should have thought of that during the blowbang, hmm? I'm sure you could always ask for help from someone here, but it looks like the star of our little blow show is hitting the road — wanna see where Mary Lou takes her next?"

After a quick sweep of the room to make sure he wasn't missing any supermodels that might have wandered in, Johnny grudgingly accepted that it might be time for a change of scenery. "Yeah, okay. Can we like... fly after them? Or go invisible or something?"

"Hey, stupid, don't you remember that people are gonna do anything you say? Just ask for a ride. Tell them not to forget about you if you think it's gonna be awkward."

"Oh yeah! Good call. Hey, Ms. Mary Lou & Cindy! Can I, uh— can we get a ride?" he hollered after the retreating MILFs. They turned around in confusion but found themselves nodding in unison, unsure who this stranger climbing into the minivan was. Johnny felt that it would probably be more interesting to be a fly on the wall for their ride home than it would be to mess with them at this particular junction, so he quickly added, "And, uh, just pretend we're not here! OK?"

Mary Lou was only too happy to ignore her two unexpected passengers, turning her attention back to her sticky frenemy-turned-****-captive.

"Be careful not to get any cum on the seats there, Cindy, or I'll make you clean it all up," she said with cheerful venom. "Now then, what should we do first? I'm not so interested in anything as boring as your money, I think it's going to be much more interesting thinking of fun ways to humiliate you..."

Cindy sat silent in smoldering anger, refusing to respond to Mary Lou's teasing.

"Silent treatment, huh? You don't want to help me brainstorm? Oh, but there are so many fun things we can do together!" Mary Lou gloated in a sing-song voice. "Maybe I should start by fucking your husband in front of you, or maybe you can give my hubby some of the nasty things I won't do for him. And believe me, he can be quite nasty if he wants to!"

Cindy turned a deep red & stared out the window as Mary Lou continued listing pornographic punishments. "Maybe we can make you into the neighborhood whore — more than you already are, I mean. You can start cleaning the community pool in a skimpy bikini that just so happens to fall off whenever the boys come around. I know they love looking!"

"You know, I've always considered myself straight, but I wouldn't mind seeing how good you are at eating pussy. After all, good head is good head, right? I bet you're a natural at it."

Johnny & Jeannie sat in the back listening intently, impressed at the depravity that Mary Lou was spinning entirely on her own without any magical intervention. Johnny in particular had already taken his cock out & was idly stroking it to the thought of the nasty things Cindy was going to be **** to do.

"Hey, perv," Jeannie hissed at him, "Glad you're enjoying yourself, but do any of those sound especially good to you? We can give her a little encouragement on where to start..."

What happens next? Does Mary Lou trot Cindy out as a toy for the men of the neighborhood, or push her into a lesbian experience? Is there something even dirtier that Mary Lou hasn't mentioned? Do Johnny & Jeannie run magical interference? Is there any hope of escape for Cindy? Comments, requests, & new chapters all appreciated!