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I've been gathering these needy little cocksluts for the last year. Exactly the last year, actually - today I'm celebrating my anniversary with Lead Bitch, that's why I've got them all lined up in the order I claimed them in.
Rachel, Lead Bitch, is on the left there. The only straight member of the friend group, one of the only two to have taken dick before. I didn't think she was anything special the first time, just some depraved bitch off tinder who needed less drinks than most to make unsubtle comments about going home with me, and who liked getting fucked more abusively than most while heaping filthy degradation on herself. It was only on the second 'date' that I realised her potential: while we were still at the bar, she told me all about her lesbian friend who'd recently confessed to being curious about trying cock.
It was kind of heart-warming how well she'd understood me after just one date, most of which she'd spent screaming incoherently, but I didn't have time to appreciate it. I was busy getting us somewhere private before she got the cops called on us by loudly going on about how she'd already got her hands on some ghb and zipties.
Gimptoy, now happily on her knees beside Lead Bitch, wasn't a particularly inspiring fuck. I guess I shouldn't have expected much from some stuck up gold star dyke. I talked Rachel down from the drugging and restraints - I was half concerned that the crazy slut was setting me up for jail. Still, having some rugmuncher struggle to choke down my dick while her friend coached her in the finer points of suppressing her gag reflex, hearing the homophobic abuse Rachel rained on her friend while helping bounce her up and down my cock, were enough to compensate for the ex-dyke's nerves and inexperience.
However, while I ended up having a decent time, her first taste of cock got Gimptoy hooked. That's how she earned her name - the dumb skank's total obsession with me meant I could manipulate her into doing anything for more of her addiction, including getting into heavy restraints and a black latex hood whenever I gave her a fix.
Naturally, the fact that I was regularly hooking up with two members of the friend group meant I started running into the other three. Gimptoy was still keeping her conversion secret, and being "another one of Rachel's guys" earned me quiet scorn at best. It was only when the gang's little ringleader, Jaz, appropriately kneeling in the middle of the bunch, walked in on Gimptoy making out with my balls in the bathroom when I came to pick her up from Jaz' house that the prissy blonde ice queen surprised me...by falling silent and sinking in a near trance to her knees instead of screaming at us.
I guess the in-denial cockwhore had been rubbing her cunt to straight porn for years, because she understood how to please a man much better than Gimptoy. I didn't end up taking my already-converted abuse toy home, instead I had her leave and grab her hood so she could be properly reminded of her place while I corrupted my second dyke slut. By the time she came back, I'd already raped away Jaz' anal virginity and found the ex-lesbo's new identity: Buttslut.
Buttslut ended up being much worse than Gimptoy at keeping the secret. Or she wanted to get caught. Bent over the couch facing the front door when her girlfriend came in, her lubed up asshole squelching and slurping on my cock like a hungry pair of lips when her girlfriend came home. Traitor Cunt was the only girl aside from Lead Bitch who'd taken a cock before mine - she was 'bi'. I guess she'd been pretty cockstarved for the three years they'd been dating, because it only took a minute or two of Buttslut stammering out an explanation before Traitor Cunt's tears dried up and she was eagerly rimming me in between encouragements to "hatefuck my slut girlfriend's asshole hard enough to make her properly apologise for being a cheating bitch". That vindictiveness continued over the following days as I introduced her to the realities of the harem her friend group was rapidly becoming, with Traitor Cunt suggesting tortures for herself and her friends that would never have occured to me on my own.
Quean-meat was last. Three months in, I wasn't paranoid enough to think that this was some bizarre form of entrapment, and Lead Bitch still had that ghb. Their last friend was a busy bee, between her work, BLM activist group, volunteering to help the homeless, tutoring underprivileged kids. It took her a while to realise that something was up with the little group of dykes-plus-Rachel. However, when she voiced her suspicions to Jaz and the trecherous ringleader shared them with me while bouncing on my lap with my cock stiring up her guts, I knew what to do.
In the end, I solved a long-standing mystery. In spite of her gorgeous looks and the ample opportunities for meeting people that her busy life held, Quean-meat had been perpetually single for as long as the others had known her. Within an hour of coming to, restrained amidst a circle of her friends while I raped her gold star cunt, the pathetic whore went from begging me to stop because she didn't want dick to begging me to stop because she'd rather see me fuck the others. I still make use of the inferiority-complex-ridden ex-dyke on occasion, but having her thank me for letting her slurp my loads out of her friends' holes or putting on a slutty twerk-show for my entertainment while I rail another of my lesbo dicksluts is so much more satisfying for both of us.
In fact, it might be time to relegate her to the corner and get Gimptoy to put her mask on. The video for all the girls' exes of them renouncing their former sexuality and singing the praises of men's cocks over dildos is done, and I owe Lead Bitch a proper reaming to celebrate our beautiful first anniversary. I wonder how many mouths will be gracing my cock on the second.
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I've been gathering these needy little cocksluts for the last year. Exactly the last year, actually - today I'm celebrating my anniversary with Lead Bitch, that's why I've got them all lined up in the order I claimed them in.
Rachel, Lead Bitch, is on the left there. The only straight member of the friend group, one of the only two to have taken dick before. I didn't think she was anything special the first time, just some depraved bitch off tinder who needed less drinks than most to make unsubtle comments about going home with me, and who liked getting fucked more abusively than most while heaping filthy degradation on herself. It was only on the second 'date' that I realised her potential: while we were still at the bar, she told me all about her lesbian friend who'd recently confessed to being curious about trying cock.
It was kind of heart-warming how well she'd understood me after just one date, most of which she'd spent screaming incoherently, but I didn't have time to appreciate it. I was busy getting us somewhere private before she got the cops called on us by loudly going on about how she'd already got her hands on some ghb and zipties.
Gimptoy, now happily on her knees beside Lead Bitch, wasn't a particularly inspiring fuck. I guess I shouldn't have expected much from some stuck up gold star dyke. I talked Rachel down from the drugging and restraints - I was half concerned that the crazy slut was setting me up for jail. Still, having some rugmuncher struggle to choke down my dick while her friend coached her in the finer points of suppressing her gag reflex, hearing the homophobic abuse Rachel rained on her friend while helping bounce her up and down my cock, were enough to compensate for the ex-dyke's nerves and inexperience.
However, while I ended up having a decent time, her first taste of cock got Gimptoy hooked. That's how she earned her name - the dumb skank's total obsession with me meant I could manipulate her into doing anything for more of her addiction, including getting into heavy restraints and a black latex hood whenever I gave her a fix.
Naturally, the fact that I was regularly hooking up with two members of the friend group meant I started running into the other three. Gimptoy was still keeping her conversion secret, and being "another one of Rachel's guys" earned me quiet scorn at best. It was only when the gang's little ringleader, Jaz, appropriately kneeling in the middle of the bunch, walked in on Gimptoy making out with my balls in the bathroom when I came to pick her up from Jaz' house that the prissy blonde ice queen surprised me...by falling silent and sinking in a near trance to her knees instead of screaming at us.
I guess the in-denial cockwhore had been rubbing her cunt to straight porn for years, because she understood how to please a man much better than Gimptoy. I didn't end up taking my already-converted abuse toy home, instead I had her leave and grab her hood so she could be properly reminded of her place while I corrupted my second dyke slut. By the time she came back, I'd already raped away Jaz' anal virginity and found the ex-lesbo's new identity: Buttslut.
Buttslut ended up being much worse than Gimptoy at keeping the secret. Or she wanted to get caught. Bent over the couch facing the front door when her girlfriend came in, her lubed up asshole squelching and slurping on my cock like a hungry pair of lips when her girlfriend came home. Traitor Cunt was the only girl aside from Lead Bitch who'd taken a cock before mine - she was 'bi'. I guess she'd been pretty cockstarved for the three years they'd been dating, because it only took a minute or two of Buttslut stammering out an explanation before Traitor Cunt's tears dried up and she was eagerly rimming me in between encouragements to "hatefuck my slut girlfriend's asshole hard enough to make her properly apologise for being a cheating bitch". That vindictiveness continued over the following days as I introduced her to the realities of the harem her friend group was rapidly becoming, with Traitor Cunt suggesting tortures for herself and her friends that would never have occured to me on my own.
Quean-meat was last. Three months in, I wasn't paranoid enough to think that this was some bizarre form of entrapment, and Lead Bitch still had that ghb. Their last friend was a busy bee, between her work, BLM activist group, volunteering to help the homeless, tutoring underprivileged kids. It took her a while to realise that something was up with the little group of dykes-plus-Rachel. However, when she voiced her suspicions to Jaz and the trecherous ringleader shared them with me while bouncing on my lap with my cock stiring up her guts, I knew what to do.
In the end, I solved a long-standing mystery. In spite of her gorgeous looks and the ample opportunities for meeting people that her busy life held, Quean-meat had been perpetually single for as long as the others had known her. Within an hour of coming to, restrained amidst a circle of her friends while I raped her gold star cunt, the pathetic whore went from begging me to stop because she didn't want dick to begging me to stop because she'd rather see me fuck the others. I still make use of the inferiority-complex-ridden ex-dyke on occasion, but having her thank me for letting her slurp my loads out of her friends' holes or putting on a slutty twerk-show for my entertainment while I rail another of my lesbo dicksluts is so much more satisfying for both of us.
In fact, it might be time to relegate her to the corner and get Gimptoy to put her mask on. The video for all the girls' exes of them renouncing their former sexuality and singing the praises of men's cocks over dildos is done, and I owe Lead Bitch a proper reaming to celebrate our beautiful first anniversary. I wonder how many mouths will be gracing my cock on the second.