The Fox and the Hounds:

Chapter XI:

That first man thrusted deeply into Olivia Wilde's cunt with a satisfied grunt.

"Even after all this you stupid slut you're just perfect around my dick."

She whimpered, her pussy clenching around the cock, Megan Fox's laughing and whispered series of profanities in her ear making it worse.

"Good cunt," the words whispered, "putting out for real men. Not a feminist now, are you? Setting up another woman for a gang rape because you, you dumb fucking cunt, chose to deal with the wrong people for the wrong reasons betrays other women. And I'm going to make sure you suffer for this. No matter how much you think you love someone else, you will always remember twenty men dumped their loads in your pussy while I held you down and made sure you were properly available to them."

As the first man grunted and came inside of her, she slurped his cock clean and whimpered "Thank you" and the second one slipped inside her, thrusting with his own vicious satisfaction. He didn't last long, no more than three minutes and then he added another load as she slurped his cock clean and whimpered "Thank you." This set up the pattern for the first five cocks, each further rape denting her already-fragile mind further. Each cock inside her made her feel dirtier and dirtier. The humiliating feeling of Olivia Wilde's tits rubbing against her, the purring hisses and carnosaur-like breathing of the woman she loved made it worse still, because it meant that she'd finally and truly reaped all she'd sown for herself.

Each orgasm inside her made her more and more afraid she'd end up pregnant from it and the combination of stress and the hyper-reality of her mind shattering in the wake of this assault led her to pass out, not that Megan Fox or anyone else cared. Megan simply moved a bit to keep herself from getting too stiff, but holding Wilde's legs further open and at times moving her hands to Wilde's tits, at times pinning her arms over her unconscious body with one arm and rubbing another along her stomach. Wilde remained unconscious as the twenty men finished in her cunt, wiping their dicks off on her face and neck, Fox smirking, and then flipping her over and making sure they all got a turn with her ass.

Wilde remained passed out even through this, meaning Megan kept her properly positioned, relishing her defeat. With that, the War Hounds viewed themselves as sated and walked out, as Megan used her phone and Megan's own to get several photos of a nasty skanky-looking Olivia she snapped all the photos of, and then with a malicious smile decided to steal Wilde's phone, looted her wallet of all her credit cards and money and information, and rooted around the warehouse to find some oil and a lighter.

Dousing Olivia Wilde's clothes in so much oil that they literally were slip and slide territory, she then dumped them into a dumpster, and lit the lighter, watching the clothes and the dumpster burn.

Walking off, she walked off to the realization that eventually she was pregnant. Her only satisfaction was that she learned from Olivia in a text two months later:

"Megan. Im pregnant. What do I do? Please message me if u can."

Fox smiled and simply deleted that message, before eventually deciding to message her:

"Let me know when ur husband is out. Will cum over."

The next afternoon she got a message that made her grin.

"BF and son r out. Plz come c me."

Smiling, Fox went to her car.