Consumed by self-loathing, Bianca punishes herself

Bianca had cried in self-loathing the whole journey home, her head leant against the window of the bus forlornly as tears streamed down her cheeks and she exhausted herself in weak little sobs. She felt sick, dizzy from crying and racked with guilt; Nick’s words kept going through her mind as she replayed the moment over and over… watching him fucking Lisa as he broke up with her, the way his voice cracked… she’d broken his heart and it was all her fault, all because she’d been too weak and had given in to her urges, betrayed him by fucking Thomas.

She had to wipe at her make-up in distress when a friendly guy in a business suit sat next to her and offered her a fuck to help her feel better, he pulled out his seven inch dick and offered it to her and Bianca wailed in weakness as she realised she almost reached for it without thinking. She had to push him away, politely refuse, and went back to her self-pity.

When she got back she scurried inside the house and slammed the front door, stripping out of her clothes in defeat and hurrying with great sobs of depression to her room, throwing her clothes down as she went.

“B?”

Bianca spun on the spot to see Pamela, completely naked and fingering herself in the living room, while Kyle was stood in the kitchen, a pan on the stove and a towel over his shoulder. They were both looking at her in shock and concern, her dishevelled state apparent to both of them immediately. Bianca rushed past them without a word.

“B! Wait! What’s wrong?” Pamela called after her and then jumped from her seat to chase the other girl, her masturbation forgotten. Kyle puffed out air and decided it was best to let the girls deal with this amongst themselves, whatever had happened to Bianca looked like it had upset her… and he guessed it probably had something to do with her relationship with Nick.

Bianca hurried up the stairs, her bare feet making light sounds as she moved delicately, tits bouncing, Pamela followed her frantically, her body flush with obvious arousal. Bianca was grateful that Thomas seemed to be out, working late or something, she didn’t care… she just wanted to cry and hate herself in peace.

“What happened?” Pamela called after her, when they reached the top of the stairs the girl grabbed her shoulder and spun her around to look into Bianca’s eyes, her own watering up the moment she saw Bianca’s distress.

“I fucked up…” Bianca wailed, “… Nick broke up with me…”

“Ooh, sweetie, come here!” Pamela said, suppressing her own sympathetic tears as she pulled the other girl into a loving, friendly embrace. Their bare tits pressed together as they hugged and Pamela’s mouth found Bianca’s and kissed her softly on the lips, the two girls tasting each other’s fruits in a gesture of comfort. The soft kiss became more passionate as Pamela’s tongue slipped into Bianca’s mouth, the girl sobbing still as she returned her affection.

After a moment the two naked girls broke the embrace and Bianca, still with her face streaked with tears gasped quietly, sobbing, her voice broken, “I… I fucked up… he dumped me… never wants to see me again… I have to…” Her eyes glanced further up, towards the attic stairs and Pamela followed her eye line, biting her lip.

“It’s ok… go… uh… go do what you think you need to do” Pamela said soothingly, stroking Bianca’s hair lovingly, “You can make it better” she released the other girl from her embrace and gave her a comforting nod. Bianca bit her lip and wiped another tear from her cheek, walking more tentatively now; she climbed the attic stairs and crossed the dusty space in the roof to find herself sitting in front of the world processor, its screen blinking at her enticingly.

“I… I can fix it…” Bianca said, whimpering as she typed,

0006: Nick Wilson loves Bianca Nelson

Bianca whimpered as she went to hit the enter key and then stopped herself, the tears returning. She couldn’t do that to him, it wasn’t fair, she’d done something horrible, and she couldn’t just use the world processor to magic it all away. It wasn’t right. The idea of somehow remove any consequences for her actions made her sick to her stomach and Bianca mewled in self-loathing.

“No…” She sobbed and erased what she’d typed. “I don’t deserve Nick… I don’t deserve to get away with it… I need to be punished… I have to…”

Tentatively the girl reached out to type again, she knew she was in a bad way, but it didn’t matter, right in that moment she hated herself, she thought, more than anyone else could and she knew what she deserved. Nick’s insulting words still echoed in her mind and Bianca with trembling fingers wanted to remind herself everyday of what she’d done to him…

0006: Bianca Nelson’s name is Slutwhore CheatingTits

She wailed and hit enter, only for the same error message from before to appear;

Error: User Bianca Nelson is not authorised to make this change

The girl sobbed and deleted the line, defeated and angry at the machine for not helping her punish herself; she could feel a voice in the back of her head yelling at her to stop, that what she was thinking of doing to herself was wrong, but she ignored it… she knew she deserved this… she deserved to be punished and never forget what she'd done to Nick...

0006: Bianca Nelson is a dairy girl

Error: User Bianca Nelson is not authorised to make this change

She cried and smacked the keyboard, it didn’t matter what she tried to do to herself, it was like the machine refused every time. With an effort of absolute self-loathing, Bianca remembered Pamela’s supportive embrace… “do what you think you need to do”

“I need to…” she said to herself in a hoarse whisper and typed out a new change, pressing enter before she gave herself a moment to even think about it.

0006: Titles for women, like Mrs or Miss, don’t exist. Women’s names are preceded with humiliating, derogatory and insulting things instead.