Punishing Heather, Ch. 02
This is a pretty short chapter, meant to get the plot moving along after some time away from this story. Like Ch. 01, there is some non-con/reluctance content. If that isn't your thing, please enjoy some of my other stories.
"You're a mess, Heather," said Lauren with a sneer. "You look even worse than usual."
"Fuck you," Heather responded. Lauren just smiled and reached into her bag.
"I don't know what they've done to you already, but I can promise that you won't enjoy what I've got planned for you. It's payback time, cunt. Stand up." Saying this, Lauren took out the most enormous strapon dildo I have ever seen. It had to have been a foot long, and monstrously thick. Heather's mouth gaped open in shock at seeing it. Now she was standing, being held in place by Ken and Josh.
"See this? I bought this a few months ago but have never had a chance to use it. I always tell Hailey that I'll punish her with it when she misbehaves, but she's just the most obedient little slave that I never have a reason to."
Hailey smiled lovingly at Lauren
"Thank you, mistress."
"Fuck you too, slut." Heather directed this at Hailey, who looked innocently taken aback. Hailey looked to Lauren, whose face had quickly changed from smugly superior to enraged. Lauren delivered three hard slaps to Heather's face. These weren't sexual or erotic slaps, but truly violent blows intended to hurt. Heather tried to avoid them but was being held firmly in place. She sobbed as Lauren addressed her.
"Do. Not. EVER. Talk to her like that. I swear to God I will fucking end you. Hailey is my property, and I do not tolerate dumb, worthless cunts like you mistreating her. Tell me you understand."
"I... I understand..." said Heather, sniffling.
"Tell me you're a dumb, worthless cunt." Another slap, though less forceful than before.
"I'm... a dumb..."
"Worthless." Another slap.
".. worthless... cunt."
"Good. And so you never forget, I'm going to fuck your asshole with this. It's going to wreck you, and you will deserve it. Guys, bend her over."
"Hold on, I have an idea," I interjected. "All of us want to fuck her ass, but it'll be best if she's still tight. How about we all use her first and you use that as the grand finale?"
"Fair enough. You're lucky, bitch. They're going to work you over first before I use this monster on you."
Heather was now bent over the desk with Ken and Josh holding her arms. She was pinned, with no hope of escape.
Lauren grabbed two handfuls of Heather's ass and jiggled them around.
"Look at this fat ass, boys. The only attractive part of this slut's body, if you ask me. Unless you like those fat cow tits of hers. I can't believe you guys have fantasized about fucking this ugly whore." She gave Heather a few spanks and then reached between her legs to play with her pussy.
"Oh my God, your pussy is soaked, Heather. You're fucking disgusting, leaking all of this cum from your little skank hole. I can't believe what a dirty slut you are."
Heather didn't respond, but just took the verbal barrage in silence. She clearly wanted to cry, but held back.