Bound and Gagged

Loretta cackled as she moved her hips back and forth while fucking Jessica's mouth, moving her strap-on in and out, looking to make the violet-haired woman let out gagging noises as she proceeded to fuck her throat. As for Oboro, she had already moved around Jessica, focusing on her crotch. As Loretta continued shoving her fake cock into her mouth, Oboro would forcefully part Jessica's legs, giving her an easy access to her pussy.

"Can't let this one rest, can we?" Oboro said to no one in particular as she would bring her fingers into her mouth, moistening them with her saliva so that she could start finger-fucking Jessica as she was being deepthroated by Loretta.

Jessica was bright red now. Sure, the match and the activity a scant few seconds ago had required a lot of energy, but that did not do enough to explain her redness. Jessica was feeling a level of humiliation that she did not think possible for a woman such as herself. Gagging noises now filled the room as she was continually fucked in the mouth by a woman she had not even met before. She tried to move to stop the woman, but her arms were too weak to raise more than an inch above the ground.

And that was not helped by new developments. Jessica's legs were forced apart, and she found something that resembled a human finger entering her sex. She tried to force her knees closed, but it was no use. Jessica found the heat building once more, and she was doing everything she could to keep that feeling down...

Both Loretta and Oboro were having their fun fucking Jessica, with the former thrusting her strap-on into her mouth while the latter thrusting her finger into her sex. Both seemed to be enjoying themselves having their way with the violet-haired woman, and they aimed for nothing but to see her utterly humiliated.

"Yeah bitch, take this! You like that, right?" Loretta cackled as she moved her hips back and forth while fucking Jessica's mouth. This would be their first interaction with each other (barring that time when Loretta also showed up to ambush Jessica after her victory over Orochi), but that thing was irrelevant to her.

"Yes, she does seem to like it..." Oboro chuckled, thrusting her fingers into Jessica's violated cunt, hoping to draw another orgasm from her.

Jessica had a problem. Well, no, actually, Jessica had a lot of problems. The first problem was that the first orgasm she had at her tormentors' hands meant that a second one was not far away. Which, of course, that a third or a forth would be imminent as well. But Jessica did not have time to think that far in advance, given that she was being fucked in the face by Loretta. She spat and gagged and choked even more as she was even more thoroughly degraded.

Another orgasm began welling up inside her. This was made all the worse by Loretta's actions, as she continued to use Jessica's mouth as a toy. Long spindles of drool fell on the side of her face, which could hardly compare to the streams of juices coming from her sex. Once more, her legs started shaking and the muscles in her stomach began to tighten...

They managed to draw out another orgasm from Jessica as the two of them continued having their way with her. Seeing that Jessica had climaxed again, Loretta then pulled the strap-on out of her mouth, seeing the fake cock covered in saliva. Just to humiliate her even more, Loretta would rub the strap-on all over Jessica's face before getting up, looking ready to fuck the next hole.

"Alright, this hole is yours now..." Oboro told Loretta, moving aside after spreading both Jessica's legs, giving her the clear view of her cunt that she would violate next. Loretta grinned as she would take her place, preparing to thrust the already lubricated fake cock into the pussy, looking to complete the humiliation by fucking the woman silly.

Styx owned a gun, a .45 she’d stolen from her father before she left home. She knew how to use it, did a little target practice with it from time to time, but never had any occasion to really bring it out. She was fine with beating the shit out of people, and she could get away with it thanks to her Friction connections, but she was willing to keep her life to petty crime from the time being.

Tonight, she’d seriously considered using that gun. In the end, it was only Abattoir of all people who convinced her otherwise.

The reason for that was because she was under the strong impression that four bitches had kidnapped her best friend and were doing who-the-fuck knew to her in this apartment. The last time she or anyone had seen Jessica, she’d been thrown into the back of their truck, and disappeared into the night.

She might’ve stayed missing, too, if Styx hadn’t used an app to track her phone. That was why she and Abattoir were standing outside of this house with aluminum baseball bats in hand, and that was why Styx kicked the door down and barged her way inside, heedless of anyone or anything that would get in her way.

Jessica was here. Jessica needed her. That was all she needed to know.

Banking on the element of surprise, Styx and Abattoir would swing their bats into the first two individuals they came across, wanting to even these odds as quick as they could. They were walking into a situation with the numbers against them, Styx knew that much, so the plan here was simple - break a lot of shit, find Jessica, then leave and break more shit on the way out. More complicated steps would be coming soon, but she needed to get this out of the way, first.

While both Oboro and Loretta were working on their captive, Vritra had already left, looking to join Orochi who was recovering from her fight with Jessica. The two of them were having a small chat when they heard people coming into the house. Thinking that there might be intruders, both Vritra and Orochi would make their move, but before they could realize it, they took some bat swings to their faces, and the two of them crumpled to the floor, groaning in pain.

Meanwhile, hearing the noises of people intruding, Loretta stopped herself from trying to plunge her strap-on into Jessica's sex. Both her and Oboro would leave Jessica be in the room, looking to check out what was happening.

"Who the fuck are you?!!" Oboro bellowed when she spotted Styx and Abattoir who seemed to have knocked both Vritra and Orochi down. Meanwhile, Loretta would scramble away, looking for anything to be wielded as a weapon. But one could tell that she wouldn't have enough time to do so, considering that they were caught off-guard by the sudden appearance of these intruders.

Jessica honestly thought that she was in a daze. What she was seeing, what she was experiencing did not seem real. The only thing in her world was the fact that a strap-on was about to slide into her sopping sex, shaming her forevermore. She had been so concentrated on that to the extent that when River and Abattoir came crashing through the door, she thought that she was seeing things. She had put women in hallucinatory dazes before, so it did not seem wild that such a thing would happen to her.

But a second later, she found that it was very real. The world started making sense again, and her wits were returning to her, slowly but surely. She was drained from all of the activities of the evening, lewd and otherwise, but she tried to get in gear as much as she possibly could. Her movements were awkward, and nearly uncoordinated, but she did manage to scramble a little bit. If anything in the world was true, it was the fact that Jessica wanted to be behind the women with baseball bats. Not in front of them. Especially when they were her friends.

Both Oboro and Loretta were caught off-guard by the appearance of the intruders, Styx and Abattoir, that when they were about to react to their presence, they forgot about Jessica as they tried to fight off both of them. Loretta, who was wearing nothing but the strap-on, was looking for something that she could use as a weapon while Oboro would go empty-handed, keeping her eyes on the bats that they were holding.

Meanwhile, both Vritra and Orochi were disoriented after being struck by both the intruders earlier. But they were slowly recovering, and hopefully, they would be able to join the fray in order to fight off the intruders.

Who the fuck were they?

Styx might’ve had something to come back at the purple haired bitch with, something smartass to throw back. On paper, it was kind of a funny scene, like they’d stumbled in the midst of a gangbang. That was the kind of thing that would usually warrant comment.

The only thing was, the woman in the center of all this mess happened to be her best friend. That made it difficult for Styx to quip over her blinding rage.

Abattoir was calmer, cooler, more focused, and she centered on the fleeing Loretta, going for some weapon, looking to even things up. She moved in quick with a swift swing, targeting the small of her back to bring her down fast and end the fight before it could really start.

Styx, however, was focused on Oboro. As Jessica scrambled to safety, Styx charged in and rammed the bat into the vixen’s gut, looking to knock the air clean out of her and hopefully the fight along with it.