The Fox and the Hounds:
As one Orphan said to the other "Do you Bleed?"
Chapter IX:
As Wilde dug her tongue into Megan Fox's cum-soaked pussy, her hands squeezed Megan's heavenly ass with fervor. She was literally ordered to eat a pussy she'd fantasized about for a long time in the kind of circumstances her most depraved fantasies dreamed up. She was literally squeezing and kneading that ass, and her lover of her darkest fantasies was bucking and grinding on her, moaning in response to her tenderness. Her darkest dreams and fantasies these, to be sure. Megan Fox raped as she was, both of them powerless to do anything but make sweet love to each other, mastered by animals who exposed their rawest, darkest tendencies.
This was what she'd dreamed of, eating out Megan, eating her out good, letting her grind her hips against her face. Hearing the most beautiful woman in the world groaning because of her, even when she shouted at her and screamed like she hated her, in a way that cut her deeply. It was something special, however, even then to feel Megan's ass, to devour her pussy like a famished hobo on a jelly donut. To hear Megan groaning even if the "Fuck" was often some variant of "Fuck you Olivia you fucking cunt."
For her part, Megan groaned with some bitter satisfaction as Olivia's skilled tongue and hands fully cleaned her out. Sagging and almost smothering Olivia, she then withdrew from her and looked at her. It was payback time, and she smirked and then the smile became a savage and sinister grin that led Olivia to actually visibly shudder, which got her tits jiggling.
Megan inwardly grinned even nastier in a grin that would have given the Joker chills. About time you were scared, slut.
Looking at the men, she hesitated at first before then stepping off of Olivia a bit. Everyone, including Olivia, was shocked at the next bit when Megan's hand slapped Olivia's face so hard it left a visibly stinging red handprint. Megan laughed, a high and cold and more than slightly cracked sound followed by more slaps. Olivia was shaken, and the mere paralysis of surprise meant that the slaps, which got harder, were not defended against. So too her guilt and shame meant that she welcomed the slaps.
What shocked her, however, was when Megan leaned down and leered at her before placing her hands around her throat and starting to squeeze.
As a couple of the men started to move over, Megan huffed dramatically.
"I ain't gonna kill her."
She leered again.
"But she'll be shocked to learn what she can live through."
She pointed to the belt one of the men had yanked off his pants.
"Give me that!"
As he handed it to her with a skeptical eyebrow, she flipped Olivia over with a brute shove.
Olivia gasped when Megan said, "Gonna belt you a good one, bitch. I hope you bleed," and then the very next few seconds she screamed when she felt a sharp smack of metal on the flesh of her ass, which jiggled as the men stood, jaws dropping.....