[Comm] Holly's New Yearbook Photo

[Warning: cuntbusting and m on f noncon]

“How’s that pussy feeling, Holly?” a mocking voice said. Holly froze on the sidewalk. She felt her ears burn and her lips curl around her teeth. She turned around and glared at the speaker. It was Scarlet. She stood with her hands on her hips and a big grin on her face. She was wearing a strapless blouse, tight pants, and laced up, knee-high, heeled boots. The toecaps of which, Holly knew, were carbon reinforced to make every kick hurt even more. Her pussy lips ached as she looked at them, remembering her many past humiliations. The images of her previous catfights against Scarlet ran through her brain, every kick, every brutal uppercut, every grab and squeeze from Scarlet’s fingers, every attack a low blow aimed at destroying Holly’s pussy while her face went cross-eyed and o-faced from the destructive, horrific pain, and all while the entire campus watched, laughing the whole time.

Holly fumed. “I’m going to beat you next time!”

Scarlet arched an eyebrow. “That I’d like to see, but we all know that it’s going to end the same way, with you brought to your knees and making silly faces while I beat your pussy in.”

Scarlet crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue, taunting. All around, the students had stopped walking to their classes and were gathering around the two rivals. The boys especially had big grins on their faces. Everyone knew that when these two fought one was going to suffer absolute humiliation.

“And I’m surprised your so combative, little Holly,” Scarlet continued. “After I turned you into the school’s fuck toy.”

Holly’s hands balled into fists, and she vibrated with rage. A come back tried to form in her mouth, but the words didn’t come out.

“But don’t worry, I still kept it, in case you wanted to try fucking with me again,” Scarlet said, pulling out a ring-gag from her purse. After her last defeat Scarlet tied up Holly and shoved the ring gag in her mouth; Holly was forced to suck the dick of nearly every guy on campus, each one, spraying his semen down her throat in an endless train of dicks filling her mouth with their taste and warmth. The girls on campus contributed by spitting into Holly’s open mouth, making sure that the school’s onahole was wet and lubricated.

Scarlet spun the mouth gag around on her finger. “Your mouth probably still tastes like cum, doesn’t it after all of those dicks. I lost count after a while. I think it was fifty?”

Holly bit her lip. There still was an odd salty aftertaste that she hadn’t been able to get rid of yet.

Scarlet laughed and tapped away on her heels. Her friends followed her, and snickers of laughter drifted up from the gathered crowd. Holly’s face burned, completely red now like a tomato. She watched Scarlet walk away, her rage inching toward the boiling point.

“YOU BITCH!” Holly screeched. She leapt at Scarlet, hands reaching for her dark flowing hair, but Scarlet was to fast. Like a blur, she was already spinning around, and her heel was rocketing upward, right between Holly’s knees toward her pussy.

WHAMMM

“OUHHHH!!!” Holly groaned. Her face puffed up and her mouth puckered like she was blowing on a trumpet. The heel of Scarlet’s boot jabbed right into her pussy. The lancing point parted her labia apart with stinging, aching pain that made Holly’s eyes cross. She leaned forward, hands reaching toward her crotch.

But Scarlet was already reaching out with grasping hands for Holly’s wrists. She pulled her hands away from their protective trajectories with brutal strength. A foot lashed out and kicked Holly’s ankles apart, spreading her open. Scarlet’s leg then swung back, charging for maximum strength before swinging up, cutting through the air with the sound of a roaring jet engine. The reinforced toe slammed into the already injured pussy with a meaty THWACKKKK and with such force that it blew Holly’s skirt up, completely upside-down for an instant, and flashing her cheeky Victoria Secret panties to the gathering crowd. The rising leg lifted Holly up by her pussy, pointing her ass high in the air, and forcing her to stand on her tiptoes, nearly all of her weight supported by the foot slamming into her screaming crotch.

“OOOOHHHHHH!!” Holly squealed. She doubled over and her face pointed forward, a spasming o-face of pain.

Scarlet giggled. “Oh, would you look at that, my favorite pose!”

The crowd laughed, and Scarlet swung her hand into Holly’s face with a back-handed bitch slap. The slap smeared Holly’s lipstick across her face, giving her ridiculous clown lips, and spun her pathetic cross-eyed face across the surrounding crowd.

Holly gasped. Dizzy and teetering on her feet, she tried to regain her senses. Anger was taking over and beating out the pain. She swung around face first, ready to charge at Scarlet again.

“You fucking sca-AAAAAEEIIIIII!!!!” But before she could finish her sentence, Scarlet appeared behind her as if she had teleported. Scarlet’s sudden appearance made Holly’s skirt flip up in the back, her butt completely exposed and vulnerable, and Scarlet’s fingernails reached through Holly’s legs and bit into the sensitive skin of her pussy lips from behind. Her claw dug into the flesh through the thin panties that offered little resistance, and her hand tightened like a monstrous vise.

“Bow for me, slut!” Scarlet commanded.

Trembling, doubled over, each fingernail feeling like a massive blade digging into and squashing her most sensitive folds, Holly had no choice but to obey.

Her shaking knees lowered, an involuntary curtsey as her face spasmed and twisted into new funny faces for the laughing, jeering crowd.

Scarlet leaned forward, pulling her face toward Holly’s ear.

“You’re my bitch now, little Holly,” she said. “It’s always going to turn out this way. I don’t know how you can be such a slow learner.”

She jerked her hand upward for emphasis, wrenching at Holly’s pussy and lifting Holly up by her pussy like a shuddering puppet.

“Uhhllll….” Holly whimpered. Her eyes were watering from the pain, her makeup streaking, panic sweat forming on her forehead.

Scarlet stood up and looked out over the crowd.

“Let’s try for a hundred loads this time!”

The crowd cheered and flies already started to come undone, a cacophony of zippers and freed cocks. Holly glared at Scarlet, but her hand twisted her pussy with a cruel squeeze, making Holly go stunned and cross-eyed.

Scarlet dragged Holly back to her purse by her pussy, all the while Holly kept making gasping little “owowow” noises. A pair of handcuffs were revealed, clasping Holly’s hands behind her back, and the dreaded ring gag was fit into Holly’s already circular mouth of pain.

Grabbing Holly by her pussy, Scarlet led her around the gathering circle on tiny, pained baby steps. Each of Scarlet’s friends spat into Holly’s mouth adding their spit to the inside of her mouth. Holly glared at them, but that didn’t stop the globs of spit, their taste and texture, decorating the surface of her mouth.

Scarlet pulled Holly to the center of the crowd, and then brought her to her knees by driving her nails up into Holly’s clit, twisting the most delicate part of her within their jabbing pinchers.

“MMMPHHHNN!!!” Holly howled through the gag, her eyes crossing again.

Scarlet grabbed Holly by her ponytail and lifted her face up to her own. Holly glared up at her with impotent rage, and her expression was rewarded by a spattering glob of spit raining down from Scarlet’s mouth.

“I think you need a new photo for the yearbook,” Scarlet laughed.

Meanwhile a line was forming. They were prepared after last time. All of the guys on campus were ready with beaming faces. Most had their dicks out already, and were stroking them in their hands, making sure that they were at their full lengths when they violated Holly’s face. Everyone was excited to empty their balls into the campus brat.

With one hand on her ponytail and the other on her pussy, Scarlet kept Holly’s head up for the approaching dicks while still inflicting stabbing, clawing, twisting pain, on Holly’s poor labia and clit.

“OOOUHHH!!!” Holly squealed. Her screamed were cut off, though, by the first dick invading her throat, thrusting down into her mouth, bulldozing past her tongue, fucking her face with its fleshy girth and heat and smell.

“MNNG!-MNNGG!-NNGGRR!” Holly’s shrieks of pain became choked and muffled, gaining the rhythm of each thrust as shaft and cockhead slid across her face and jabbed against the back of her throat.

“Oh stop making such a scene!” Scarlet said. “You’re acting like this is the first cock you’ve ever sucked in your life!”

“GLUGCK!-URRGGL!-URRGLK!” Holly tried to talk back, but she was forced to gargle spraying hot cum, choking her with the now-familiar, overwhelming taste of semen, the tangy bitter man smell painting her mouth and throat.

The man pulled out and wiped his sloppy, empty cock on Holly’s hair before shoving his dick back down his pants. It was only a half second of respite as the next guy was already ramming his dick down Holly’s face while she could only choke and gargle on their cum in shame.

Fifty loads later and Holly looked like a mess. Her makeup was unrecognizable. Streaks of colors going in random directions. Everything was smeared and her hair was thick with globs of drying cum. All she could taste and smell was dick and cum. Her jaw, held open by the gag was almost as sore and aching as her brutalized pussy.

“Look at you!” Scarlet said. “I think you’re almost ready for that new yearbook photo! We’re just missing one more thing!” she said in sing-song.

Taking her purse, Scarlet moved behind Holly. Holly craned her neck in new terror, her brain racing in fear at whatever Scarlet had planned. Scarlet flipped up Holly’s skirt again and then pulled down her panties, exposing Holly’s pert, round little butt. Holly wiggled in fear at the sudden sensation of air against her bare ass, but Scarlet grabbed onto her ponytail and held her in place. With her other hand, she pulled out a bottle of coke, and without warning, shoved the base right up Holly’s unprepared ass.

“MMMNNNNGGGLLLGGGG!!!” Holly screamed, gargling the cum still filling and sloshing around her mouth. Her ass screamed, sudden impossible hardness stretching, pulling her open, warping her cheeks around its width, burning, howling pain of her butt suddenly and forcibly plugged.

“I need to invest in some dildos for you, Holly,” Scarlet said. “I’m sure we can shove a horse cock right up those cute little cheeks of yours.”

She leaned down and took some selfies with Holly, Holly’s new yearbook photo. Scarlet was smiling, beaming, perfect, with her outfit and make up and hair, but Holly was a cum soaked, spasming, bug eyed disaster.

“There we go!” Scarlet said. She showed Holly the photos, and Holly glared up at her with seething rage.

Scarlet turned to the remaining crowd. There were almost a hundred men still waiting, excitedly, to use the campus fuck doll.

“And speaking of investments, I need a new Versace La Medusa bag, and I’m thinking that your slutty mouth will pay for it. How much do you think you’re worth, Holly? I’m thinking ten bucks a swallow? That seems more than fair.”