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Gehanna	By : MTLandLL Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 129016 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: We do not own BtVS, its characters or any of the other characters that appear in this story, they belong to others. We are not making any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Gehanna
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 12
- 13
- 14
Additional disclaimer: We don't own 10 Things I Hate About You, Charmed, Desperate Housewives, Heroes, Mad Men, or Nikita

Guest stars:
10 Things I Hate About You – Bianca Stratford, Kat Stratford
Charmed - Paige Matthews
Desperate Housewives - Bree van de Kamp, Danielle van de Kamp, Gabrielle Solis, Julie Mayer, Susan Mayer
Heroes - Claire Bennet, Elle Bishop, Tracy Strauss
Mad Men - Joan Holloway
Nikita - Nikita
The OC - Julie Cooper, Kaitlin Cooper, Marissa Cooper, Summer Roberts
We do not own any of the above, character or setting.
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"This is going to be so sweet." Harmony said.
"No kidding." Nikita said dryly.
"Hey, she's just saying what we're all thinking." Cordelia said, defending her friend.
"Hell yeah she is." Faith said gleefully, practically salivating along with the other tops as they awaited the fresh supply of new meat, "No better time to be a top than when there's a fresh delivery of ass. Mmmmm, I can't fucking wait. I'm going to fuck more ass than all of you combined. There isn't going to be a single anal virgin amongst them by the time I'm done. Every single one of them is going to have a gaping wide butt hole. I'm going to fuck those asses so hard..."
"Are you now?"
Faith froze mid-sentence as she heard her top's voice.
"What's wrong Faith?" Nikita asked with a frown.
This relieved Faith as it meant Willow was just using that annoying mind invading spell, not that there was much relief when the redhead added, "Because I was thinking I felt like some sweet Slayer ass."
Gritting her teeth Faith thought, "Please Will..."
"Faith." Willow interrupted, "In a few minutes from now you're going to be in our cell with your pants around your ankles and my strap-on up your ass. You can come now and bend over willingly or I can beat your bitch ass red before I fuck it."
Faith tried again, "Will, this is like Christmas in Gehanna for tops..."
"Faith, I won't tell you again." Willow stated firmly.
There was a pause and very softly Faith thought, "Please..."
Willow sighed, "I'm going to have to spank you again aren't I?"
"No." Faith inwardly whined like a brat.
"Too late. Your ass is getting fifty spanks before it gets fucked." Willow thought.
"Willow!" Faith complained.
"And now it's a hundred." Willow added, "Care to make it more?"
Faith gritted her teeth, and then thought, "No, I'm coming."
"Good bitch." Willow grinned as Faith gritted her teeth again and tried to exit without anyone noticing. She was unsuccessful.
"Hey Faith, where are you going?" Harmony called out curiously.
Faith thought for a moment and then said, "Just going to remind B the deliveries almost here. Course, last time I saw her she was balls deep in her baby sister's butt, and if I know B it'll be just about impossible for her to stop herself spending the whole day slamming her cock in and out of her little sister's shitter. Hell, Dawnie's ass is so fucking sweet I might just have to help B stretch her kid sister's back door before joining you guys in sampling the new asses."
"Nice cover." Willow commented as Faith made her exit before anyone could ask her any more questions, "But trust me, you're not going to be joining them, though if you’re lucky and ask nicely I’ll let you lubricate my toy before it goes in..."
*
Back in the cell Willow disconnected from Faith’s brain sure the brunette had got the message. She licked away the line of blood which trailed from her nose onto her lips and picked up a tissue to clean it up before Faith arrived. Sometimes it was so easy to get into someone’s head, sometimes it was a killer - almost literally. Sometimes it was even impossible, some kind of magical barrier keeping the minds of Lilah and most of her staff safe from the Witch's magic, the attempt making the backlash worse.
Despite the risks it was one of the few spells Willow could do and as such she was becoming increasingly reliant on it, not just using it to keep one step ahead of Faith but to check up on her friends and even search the minds of random prisoners in an attempt to find something, anything that could help their chances to escape. Of course this time she had lingered in Buffy's mind longer than necessary as through Buffy's eyes she watched the Slayer joyfully butt fucking her little sister, hence why the nosebleed didn't stop right away this time.
Willow sighed. Her head throbbing aching as well, despite all her smack talk all she really wanted was to lie on her back and close her eyes until the pounding went away - she’d have to fuck Faith or the Dark Slayer would get suspicious, but perhaps she could lie back and let the brunette do all the work.
On the plus side the new arrivals wouldn’t get the full Faith treatment, though as most of the rest of the tops would be queuing up to fill their asses instead the benefit to the new arrivals would be marginal.
Oh well, at least Willow had denied Faith a confidence booster which could have given the Dark Slayer ideas above her true station, and she did it in a way which once again showed her bitch who's boss. Plus thoughts of the Dark Slayer quickly morphed into thoughts of Faith bending over, presenting her top with her perfect bubble butt... which led to thoughts of Willow spreading those round ass cheeks... or maybe Faith reaching back and spreading her beautiful butt cheeks and presenting her top with her butt hole... the little hole the Dark Slayer shitted from on occasion but mostly was an orifice for Willow's pleasure... and, all of a sudden, Willow was confident that by the time Faith got to their cell the brunette wouldn't end up doing all the work.
*
The heat in the van was stifling, almost like being locked in a metal furnace. Susan Mayer felt a trickle of sweat roll down her front, sliding between her breasts and sticking to the orange cotton of her prison-shirt. It seemed they had been driving for ever, round and round and round – it had been hours, Susan was sure, since they’d bumped through the portal that split Sunnydale from the prison dimension – Gehanna. Perhaps they were just driving in a circle, aiming to disorient the new prisoners in the back so that they wouldn’t know which way to go if they escaped. Not that Susan Mayer had any intention of escaping, she and her best friend Bree van de Kamp had discussed their options – best to keep their noses clean, stay out of the way of the everyone and wait for Amy’s forgiveness…
Susan didn’t think they’d be here long; in the long list of crimes for which women were sent to Gehanna agreeing that Amy’s new hairstyle didn’t fit her face was a pretty minor one. It would serve as a lesson, though, informers were everywhere – even at friendly poker games. Susan tried to relax and think positive thought, copying Bree’s straight-ahead look. It wasn’t as easy as it looked – not with a middle-aged redheaded getting roughly fucked beside her.
"Aaaarrrggghh, aaaaarrrggghhh," the redheaded woman squealed as her back hole was pounded open by a brunette chick probably half her age. The redhead’s pants were off and her arms pinioned behind her back by the woman ass-fucking her. But what was really holding her in place was another younger woman. She was pressing her hands into the mature woman’s shoulders as she slammed her dildo into the older woman’s shaven slot. The redheaded mature squealed again, louder, as the two dildos conspired to make her cum again, whether she wanted to or not.
It was probably the woman own fault. Susan, like everyone in Wisteria Lane, indeed in all of Amydale, knew about Gehanna – the darkness at the heart of the lesbian paradise they inhabited. After all it currently produced at least half of Amydale’s lesbian porn videos, which the key export from the dimension to the wider world – all the women of Amydale knew how important it was for their continued prosperity, but few wanted to end up there. The hierarchy was well known, a pyramid of prisoners with tops, their bitches and then the despised sluts. The two housewives had quickly decided they weren’t tough enough to become tops, but as they’d no wish to become either bitches or sluts they’d quickly head to their cells and only come out only for mealtimes – it would be nice and safe.
All the woman had to do was keep her mouth shut when one of the other prisoner had accidentally pushed against her – but, no the Milf couldn’t do that. The redhead must have some kind of mental self-destruct button because she’d started to tell the women how clumsy she was and that she expected an apology. The teen had smiled each other and well, anyone who had an ambition to be a top had a head start if they double-banged a slut in the prison van. Susan didn’t look at the woman, she couldn’t do anything so why get involved.
"Oh my ass, my ass," screamed the woman as she was ploughed. Neither of the tops fucking her paid any attention.
The prison van suddenly stopped, so sudden that the top fucking the blonde’s pussy was thrown partially across the van. The inmate who's lap she landed in made no complaint, helping up the teen with a sickly sweet grin. The teen smiled back, but there was no humour in the smile as she said, "Thanks Mom."
Her Mom blushed and just nodded.
Susan thought this was much more sensible than the mature’s stupidity. The teen stood up and walked across the van floor, gripping her dildo to thrust it in again. Before she could the door opened and sharp sunlight burnt into the van’s dingy interior.
Outside a guard stood, her hands on her rubber-clad hips, behind stood a few more – all similarly attired in rubber short dresses with their tits almost hanging out and sunglasses protecting them from the glare. Behind them a crowd of Prison Butt-fucks inmates stood, watching to see who the new prisoners were. The guard gave a snarl, "I’m Guard Strauss, don’t fuck me about okay…. Now you jackasses get your fucking pussies out here, I haven’t got all day."
The teen, already standing was the first to the door. Guard Strauss looked at the strap-on dangling from her waist, "Getting your topping in early? Leave the strap-on in the van, the next delivery might want to make use of it… why do you think we leave them in there – it separates the sheep from the goats," she grinned, "or the tops from the sluts."
The teen smiled back and tossed the strap-on into the van. It narrowly missed hitting Susan as she got up, but wisely she didn’t complain. The other prisoners climbed out of the van, blinking in the harsh sunlight. The brunette shoved the redheaded woman as she got out, the woman falling forward as she tried to do up her orange pants to stop showing her gaping ass-hole to the world. Strauss smiled again and touched the woman with the toe of her boot, "A slut, yes? There’s younger and prettier around, but I guess you’ll still get well used."
The woman gave a despairing look at the other new inmates exiting the prison van. Bree walked to the other end of the line, Susan gave one last look at the woman on the ground and followed her friend. Guard Strauss waited until all the women were out of the van, a small half-smile playing on her face as she spent the few moments silence looking like she was mentally undressing each and every one of them. Susan waited, the sweat trickling down her and soaking her uniform as she waited for the uncomfortable silence to end.
Eventually Guard Tracy Strauss gave a grunt, "Looks like we’ve got a fine bevy of sluts here, I don’t reckon many of you will be anything but gaping holes by tonight – the tops do love new meat. Don’t look to me to help you, I don’t care what you do as long as it doesn’t bother me or the other guards… If it does – well you’ll be longer for the times you were being triple ass-fucked by some top-gang, capiche?"
There was a murmured mumble of assent from the prisoners. It might not have been a Marine Corp cry of enthusiasm, but Guard Strauss seemed satisfied enough, "Okay you cunts, I’m gonna read your names and you shout out you’re present. Anyone who isn’t, well the first fucking ‘ll be here and in public," the guard smiled and turned to the redheaded woman who was standing buttoned up, but dishevelled, "Second fuck in your case, slut…"
The two women who had dped laughed. Susan noticed that the guard didn’t comment or discipline them, they were already being accepted as tops with all the extra privileges that brought. Susan was quickly brought back to the present by Strauss shouting, "Mayer, Susan."
"Susan Mayer, I’m here," said Susan loudly, not wanting to be accidentally marked as absent.
She didn’t notice a small commotion in the crowd of prisoners watching. If she had she would have noticed Danielle van de Kamp, push away the slut who was painting her toenails. The teen pushed her way to the front of the crowd, shoving aside a couple of sluts to look at the newcomers. Her mouth opened, first in surprise and then in a smile, "Mom… Mrs Mayer."
Without another word she hurried away; she had to let Julie know the latest news.
*
Julie Mayer wasn’t the hardest top in Gehanna, she couldn’t break an arm like a matchstick as Faith could do, nor could she absorb blow after blow as Rosie managed or call on her martial arts training like Nikita. But she had brains and her natural intelligence and sunny disposition had kept her out of trouble and allowed her and her cellmate Danielle van de Kamp to become tops. And pretty popular - Julie was ever ready to offer a piece of advice - she was so clued up even Faith Lehane had sometimes come to her to answer a particularly obtuse bit of trivia and to offer to share a slut; not that Faith ever remember to pay her debts.
And like many a top she had a bitch, one shared with her friend Danielle in her case, but still a bitch. Gabrielle Solis was on her knees cleaning the strap-on that Julie was planning to use in her ass once it was lubricated. All three of them had arrived together, but there was no way Julie could have kept them all as tops. However, it hadn’t been a hard choice to make Gabby a bitch, if she hadn’t be driving under the influence they wouldn’t have ended up here and anyway she had tried to sell them out. Sometimes Julie hated her bitch for that and sometimes, as she fucked a cute butt, she mentally thanked her.
"I think that’s enough," said Julie as she looked down at the submissive brunette sucking her toy. Outside she’d never had said Gabby was a natural bitch, but in Gehanna it turned out she was; or at least could give a great impression of one.
"Yes, Julie," said Gabby as she pulled back. A thin line of saliva connecting her lips and the toy for a moment, before it broke and left a few flecks of spittle on the woman’s chin. Gabby used to be so full of herself, Julie wondered what the old Gabby would think of the new improved version - sitting on her knees with her own saliva dribbling out after she’d just finished sucking a large dildo.
Julie smiled at the thought of how horrified Gabby would have been at the thought. She quickly dismissed the thoughts of the old Gabby. The teen didn’t often think of life outside Gehanna, as no matter how much she enjoyed butt-fucking her bitch or other sluts she also missed her Mom. She looked down at her bitch, "Okay, now I’m ready to plough your ass. Get those pants off and onto the bed."
"Yes," Gabby was on her feet and undoing her orange pants as soon as Julie had finished speaking. She was so quick at looking to remove them she pulled them down to her knees before she realised she couldn’t get them over her dark pumps. Julie watched impatiently as a panicked Gabby pulled her pants up far enough so she could bend over and remove her shoes. Julie considered giving Gabby a short spanking for being so sloppy, but decided she’d wait until lights out and allow Danielle to join in. The brunette finished removing her panties, showing her snatch with just a small lump of pubic hair above it. She gave her top a brief smile and touched herself briefly, whisking her hands over her lips.
"Hurry up, get on the bed," Julie was interested in the Latino’s other hole.
"Sorry," Gabrielle blushed and got onto Julie’s bed. She lent forward, resting her chin on the mattress and spreading her arms out in front of her. Julie licked her lips and ran her fingers over the soaked dildo as Gabrielle wiggled her naked tushie at the teen; "I’m ready for you Julie."
It didn’t matter whether the bitch was ready or not Julie was still going to fuck her. She moved behind Gabby and gripping the toy pushed it in. It slid in with ease, the Latino’s saliva acted as a lubricant, but just as importantly was the fucking that Gabby had got from Danielle after breakfast. It had been so physical and hard that the older woman’s ass was still not fully recovered; remaining open enough to take the large rubber dong Julie was feeding her without difficulty. The brunette gasped, "Yes, Julie, fuck my ass hard, fuck your bitch’s butt."
"That’s it you fucking whore," said Julie, "I’m going to open your ass like it’s never been opened before."
With that she began to hammer the dildo down, thrusting it deep into her bitches rectum. Gabrielle screamed in enjoyment as the large toy expanded her ass and bruised her walls. Julie’s hands gripped hard at the other woman’s side as she shoved back and forth, hitting deep and hard. With every thrust Gabby bounced, her butt cheeks wobbling as she was opened. Quickly she started to squeal, "Aaarrghh, uurrgghh, fuuucckkk! Fuck your bitch, Julie, fuck me hard."
Moving into a rhythm Julie thrust deep and fast, moving quickly and deeply. She totally dominated her bitch, ramming her open. Little droplets of sweat formed on the teen, as she heated up even with the air-conditioning, "Fuck you whore, fuck you."
"Julie…" the door opened and Danielle stepped in.
Julie ignored her friend. Instead she concentrated on slamming Gabrielle, turning the woman’s ass into mincemeat and making her cum so hard that she didn’t care. She slammed the cock deeper into the brunette’s butt so that it went in so far it almost ended up out the other side.
"Julie…" Danielle repeated.
"In a moment," Julie said testily. Danielle was her best friend, but she could be so ‘me, me, me’ all the time and whilst there was times when Julie didn’t mind, she was in the middle of ass-fucking their bitch so a little consideration was in order. She squeezed tighter at Gabrielle, her nails digging into the thirtysomething’s side, causing her to give a little squeal. The noise turned Julie on harder, she hammered the dildo deeper, "Take it you fuck whore. Take my big toy up your whore ass."
"Yes," squeaked Gabrielle in reply, "Fuck my ass, fuck it. Aaarrghhh…."
"Julie…" repeated Danielle for the third time.
"For God’s sake Danielle, can’t you wait," snapped Julie. She briefly turned her head to glare at her friend, who lapsed into a sullen silence. Satisfied that she was going to get peace to finish her fuck Julie turned back to Gabrielle and resumed her hard thrusting. The large dildo raced down the Latino’s chute, racing over the nerve endings and making Gabby scream in pleasure. Harder and harder Julie rammed, thrusting deeper and deeper.
"Yessss, yessss, yessss," the bitch screamed loudly. Her shirt had come undone at the front and at the back it was stuck to her skin with sweat. In fact her whole body was shining with perspiration. It dripped down her like she leaking, small rivulets like molten steel cutting over her naked skin. Julie gripped harder, digging her nails into the older woman’s flesh even as her palms slid against the brunette’s slick skin. Harder and harder Julie rammed, until she could feel Gabby quivering as the orgasms ripped through her and hear her screams, "Aaarrrghh, yessssss, yesssss, yesssss!"
Even then Julie didn’t stop, continuing to slam the cock into her bitch’s ass so that she moved from one orgasm and started to prep up for the next. Julie slammed, her thighs cracking into Gabby’s ass. Sweat roared down Julie’s own body, stinging her eyes and dripping from her chin. Her breath came in pants as she hammered the hole, hard, fast, deep. Gabby gave another scream of pleasure.
"That’s it bitch," Julie groaned, feeling the shaft of the dildo hammering against her own clit and making her cum. She gasped and threw her head back as the orgasm tore into her, "God…."
She pulled out and stepped back, leaving a gaping Gabrielle whimpering on the bed. The teen started to unbuckle the toy as she looked up at Danielle, "You want a go then? Is that why you were trying to interrupt."
"Huh," snorted Danielle and folded her arms, her face became more sulky if that was even possible. For a moment Julie thought whatever Danielle had been interrupting her about was going to remain a secret forever. But one good thing about Danielle was that she could neither keep a secret or bear a grudge, at least for long. The young van de Kamp’s mouth suddenly moved into a beaming smile, "Your Mom’s here. Mine as well. They just arrived…"
"Why didn’t you say?" or a moment Julie was confused as she continued, "Visitors? That’s not allowed…"
"No, they’re prisoners," said Danielle merrily, "Don’t know what they’ve done, but they’ve just arrived with this morning’s delivery."
Mom-daughter and sister-sister fuckings were like the Holy Grail of Gehanna, forever being sought. Though unlike the mystical grail they were found fairly regularly, but never by the pure at heart. Not that Julie had ever imagined she’d be in that position, she’d tried to put her Mom out of her head, thinking she would never see her again. But now she was in Gehanna, waiting to be plucked. Julie shook her head, trying to clear the carnal thoughts of the woman who had given birth to her, tried not to think about fucking her. She succeeded for all of five seconds before Danielle said, "It’s fate. I was just fantasising about my Mom last night…"
"Yeah," said Julie, "It’s fate."
She thought quickly. Whilst Bree and her Mom were both in their forties, they were both still attractive, slender women - the type that a horny top would be more than willing to fuck. Not that it would be a disaster if another top got them first, even in the unlikely event the top wanted to keep them as a bitch rather than just a one-off slut fuck Julie was confident in her ability to do a deal. But still it would be nice to be the one to take her Mom’s lesbian anal virginity, and she was sure Danielle was thinking the same.
There was one problem, however…
"It’ll be nice to see Bree and Susan again," said Gabrielle as she redid her pants.
Danielle looked at Julie and it was obvious she realise the same thing as her friend - if they were going to make their Mom’s their bitches they had to get rid of their current one first. Julie didn’t believe in hanging around, as she saw Gabrielle reach for her pumps the teen kicked them out in the corridor. Gabby straightened up, frowning slightly, as if she thought Julie was playing a game. There was no easy way to do this; Julie took a breath, "That’s it Gabby, you’re out. We’re getting new bitches…"
Gabby’s mouth opened and she looked from teen to teen in shock, "That means…"
She was unable to finish, but Danielle was. She dropped a lipstick into Gabby’s plastic box and added the spare boilersuit, which was hanging over a chair. She picked up the box and passed to her ex-bitch, "Yep, Gabby it means you’re a slut. You need to find another cell."
The Latino would probably have stood there for ever, if Danielle hadn’t physically put her hands on the woman’s waist, turned her to the door and pushed her out, "Fuck off slut."
"We’ll put a word in for you if we see any tops looking for a new bitch," said Julie. She gave a weak smile at the sobbing slut – she sometimes hated doing this, but to be a top required a certain hardness of attitude. She forced her smile to look less worried and more devil-may-care as if she was waving goodbye to one night stand after breakfast, not long-term bitch;, "Bye."
She slammed the cell-door closed, "I think that went well."
*
Bree wasn’t sure how deep the little group of inmates and guards had gone. She would have said it was deep in the bowels of the earth by the number of stairs they had descended, but equally they had climbed so many stairs that they could have been on the top of Everest. And just to make it more confusing often they clustered in lifts and it was impossible to tell whether they were going up or down. It seemed designed to disorientate the women on their first day and Bree wondered if this was what happened in Gehanna - women were sentenced, but were then lost - forever wandering in the prison’s corridors.
Guard Stratford had sensed her confusion and said, "Don’t worry. It’s not as confusing as it seems - you’ll soon get used to it."
It was the only nice thing anyone said. The rest of the guards, whenever they had to speak to them, called them scum and spoke harshly. But they were like Finishing School tutors compared to the tops following the new inmates like Great Whites smelling blood. The redhead hadn’t even made it from the courtyard into the main building before a muscular top had grabbed her and pulled her aside, "A nice new slut, I’m going to fuck your ass until it bleeds red..."
Gradually the group had been whittled away to half its number. Sobbing women being frog-marched away as a top took a fancy to them. Only once did any of the guards do anything and that was when one of the new sluts, grabbed Guard Strauss’s arm in a vain attempt to stop herself being dragged away. Strauss had wrenched back the fingers and shoved the woman back, snarling "Touch me again, slut, and I’ll have you ass-banged by an entire wing of poxed-up psychotics…"
The woman had been dragged away sobbing.
The two women who had ambitions to be tops were rewarded.
"You are?" Guard Strauss asked one of the new tops, not bothering to check her sheet.
"Paige Matthews." Paige said. Bree recognised her as the brunette top who had been fucking the redhead up the ass.
"I see. Well, this is yours." Guard Strauss said, pointing to the nearest cell, "You can pick one of the new sluts to use for the night. In the morning you can either kick her out or keep her as your bitch. If you're smart you'll keep her as it will raise your status and give you something to trade."
"Well, I'd heard bitch ass was the most common form of currency in this dump." Paige mused as she scanned the crowd of new arrivals and then pointed to the woman she had been fucking earlier, "I pick her. I wasn't done with her when we arrived, and her ass was made for fucking. She'll make a perfect bitch."
"Very well. Joan Holloway" Guard Strauss said looking at her list and identifying the redheaded older woman., She turned to the other top as Guard Elle Bishop pushed a whimpering Joan into Paige's new cell, "How about you sweetie?"
"Oh, I'm Kaitlin Cooper and..." Kaitlin said, before turning out to the black haired girl, "Hey, can I join you for a bit? I'd really like to continue pounding your bitch's ass."
"Sure. I've got no problem with that." Paige shrugged, both she and Kaitlin then looking at Guard Strauss for approval.
"I suppose that would be ok." Guard Strauss sighed after looking back and forth between them. The guard then pointed at Kaitlin, "As long as you choose a bitch first."
"Ok." Kaitlin beamed, before she looked thoughtful, and then asked, "Can I choose three?"
"It's not really allowed." Guard Strauss said.
"Please." Kaitlin pleaded, "That's my Mom, that's my big sister, and that's her best friend. I really don't want to choose between them. I want all of them as my bitches."
"Wow. A Double Holy Grail, lucky girl." Guard Strauss said. It was rare for a girl to be so lucky as to potentially have both her Mom and her sister as her bitches. The idea of denying the girl such a chance seemed criminal, so much so Guard Strauss wondered if she would be demoted to prisoner just thinking it. As it was Guard Strauss decided that no matter how bad she was she wasn’t quiet that bad, "All right, just this once, but don’t think this means I’m a soft touch"
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you." Kaitlin beamed happily as she eyed the other three women.
"Erm, Kaitlin..." Marissa began.
"Quiet bitch." Kaitlin snapped before turning back to Guard Strauss, "I don't suppose you could lock my bitches in my new cell, just so that they'll be out the way while I'm fucking Paige's bitch?"
"Well, since we're talking about a Double Holy Grail here, I'll lock them up to make sure you get first crack at them. But officially the four of you will be split into two cells, so do you have a preference?" Guard Strauss offered.
Kaitlin licked her lips and said, "Definitely put my Mom in a separate cell. I'll be wanting to break her in first."
"No problem." Guard Bishop grinned as she and another few guards dragged the three bitches off, Guard Strauss continuing to lead the main group through the cells as Kaitlin and Paige advanced menacingly on Paige's new bitch, although Susan quickly forgot about Joan's fate once her own name was called out.
"Van de Kamp, Bree and Mayer, Susan - get your slut ass over here," Guard Strauss gestured at the cell, "This is yours. In the unlikely event some top wants your pensioner bitch ass tell the guard and they’ll transfer you out. Otherwise this is your home until Amy says otherwise."
"When will that be?" asked Bree. She half expected a slap, but instead she was ignored as Bishop turned away and moved to catch-up with the little procession of prisoners and guards walking down the corridor.
Susan was already in, putting the small box that the guards had given her for personal items on the bed. Bree followed her in, carefully making sure the door was closed behind them - she wished it would lock. Bree opened the box, wondering what was in it. The answer was not much, a small map marking the showers and canteen, a small slip of paper inviting her to join the prison library. And a large plastic rod attached to a leather belt. Bree gingerly picked it up and held it between her fingers, "Oh…" she wasn’t so naive not to know what it was, though before Amy took over Amydale she probably would have been. However, knowing what one was didn’t mean she wanted to find one in her possession box.
"I’ve got one too," Susan shrugged and tried a smile, it didn’t really come off looking more like the rictus grin of a skull, than a ‘don’t worry everything will be fine’ beam, "I don’t think we need to use them."
"I’m certainly not," said Bree with a tone so full of certainty it could have been used to sell life insurance to the terminally ill.
Both women settled down to keep their noses clean and sit out their time.
*
Gehanna’s jungle tom-toms sent the message that Gabby had been demoted to slut round Gehanna quicker than Gabby could walk. She had quickly recovered from the shock of being thrown out by her tops, most of the bitches secretly suspected that one day they become a slut, no top kept a bitch forever no matter what they murmured. However, it was still a scary experience walking to a guard and asking to be allocated a new cell. Guard Bishop had screwed up her face in annoyance, as if it was Gabrielle’s fault that she had been made homeless. Still, as Gabby waited patiently, Bishop had radioed through to control and found out what cell was free, before sending Gabby on her way towards it.
It was in the new wing, where the latest inmates had been sent. That pleased Gabby, with luck she would have a chance to gossip with her old friends Bree and Susan, at least for a short while before there daughters located them and made them their bitches. Gabby had no doubt the Moms would succumb, this was Gehanna, not Wisteria Lane and the laws of attraction ran differently here.
Gabby began to head towards her new cell. She didn’t need to follow the signposts to find it, all she had to do was following the gaping assholes of the newly arrived sluts. It was like in the nature programmes that sometimes were accidentally left on by a cleaner, where a herd of Wildebeest headed towards safety as a group, but any stragglers were jumped on and eaten by lions, or in this case fucked by tops. Gabby had no sympathy for the whimpering sluts, you had to look out after number one in Gehanna. If you found yourself without tops to protect you, you headed out and got one, which Gabby intended to do as soon as she’d put her stuff in her cell, even if that meant elbowing aside the top’s current bitch.
She entered the final corridor, her new cell was at the end of it. Only a few more yards and at least comparative safety. Once in she could relax and start to plan which top she was going to seduce.
"Gabrielle Solis," purred Harmony Kendall.
Gabby stopped as Harmony stepped out of a cell and put her hand on her chest. The blonde was almost naked, her only coverings her pumps, a bra - which was half-down and leaving one tit uncovered and a strap-on between her legs that it was covered in fresh girl cum. Gabby knew she had to keep her nerve and not let on she was a slut. She forced herself to smile and act confident
"Hi Harmony. I’m just doing an errand for Julie, she wanted me to drop this box off with her Mom; she’s just become an inmate and Julie thought she might need some things" she nodded at the box she was carrying, hoping Harmony dumb enough to fall for it.
Harmony probably was, but like many a great plans this one had a hidden flaw, which only became obvious when it was too late. The flaw came out of the cell, grinning broadly and looking Gabby up and down.
"That’s not the story I’ve just been told," said Cordelia. She was even more naked than her friend, with not even a bra on top to cover her large tits and, like Harmony, the strap-on she was wearing was showing signs of recent use. She stepped out in front of Gabby and took the box from the older woman’s hands, placing it carefully on the corridor floor, "See I heard that Julie and Danielle have got their eyes on a couple of new bitches and that they gave you a bye-bye."
Gabrielle gave a tittering little laugh, which was meant to be a show of amusement at such a ridiculous rumour. It came out more as a confirmation, not helped by the squeak in her voice as she said, "Really… where did you hear something so dumb," she crossed her fingers, "Me and my tops are like this."
"Cordy, she could be telling the truth. We wouldn’t want to fuck another’s bitch - it’s bad luck," said Harmony, "C’mon there’s plenty more sluts around here."
For a moment Gabby thought her ploy had worked. But Cordy shook her head, "No, her body language says she’s a slut. Anyway it’s only bad luck if the top is tougher than you. Julie and Danielle couldn’t skin a cat with a samurai sword, so there’s no way they’d send their bitch down here into a throng of prowling and horny tops unless they’d done with her. Isn’t that right Gabby? You’re not delivering to a cell, you’re moving to one…"
Gabby whimpered as Cordelia gripped her face and squeezed, forcing her mouth into an ‘o’, making it look like a half-opened beak. The top reached down with her other hand, her fingers caressing the buttons of the boiler suit as she did until she got to Gabby’s crotch. Cordelia squeezed the housewife’s mons through the hard cotton material. The cheerleader grinned, "That’s a slut pussy. Now tell me the truth or…"
She didn’t say what she would do, but Gabby wasn’t sure she wanted to know. Instead she nodded as hard as she could given that her head was still being held tightly. With her mouth being squashed between Cordy’s finger and thumb her words came out as "I’m a slhut, I’m a slhut, I’m a slhut."
However, that was enough for Cordy to nod and grin at Harmony, before letting go off Gabby’s jaw. She reached forward and squeezed at the housewives large tits, before sliding her hands over the mounds and between the cleavage. The fingers moved into the gap between the buttons of the boiler suit and she looked up into Gabby’s face, "You know me and Harm have sometimes talked about what it would be like to fuck you stupid. Trouble was Julie was never up for a trade. But it looks like we’re going to get you for free. Now you can bend over easy as you like or you can try to make trouble - some sluts do… the first time."
"I’ll bend," squeaked Gabrielle.
"That’s a slut," said Cordelia. She ripped outwards, snapping open the boilersuit and exposing the housewife’s large tits. There was no bra covering them and they bounced free. Cordy gripped them and squeezed, digging her nails in painfully. In the meantime Harmony, seeing that Gabby was a slut for the fucking, had moved behind and was pulling down her boilersuit. Gabby stepped out of it when it was down to her ankles, nearly tripping as it was pulled over her dark shoes.
The blonde teen grabbed the slut’s ass cheeks, pinching them hard and giving them a slap, "You see this butt, Cordy, it’s way fuckable."
"Why don’t you open it up," said Cordelia back to her friend, "I’m sure Gabrielle won’t mind."
"In the corridor? In public?" squeaked Gabby. Usually when she had been fucked by Julie and Danielle it had been alone in their cell, though once or twice such as when they invited in Dawn Summers there had been company. But Gabby had never been taken in public. She looked around in panic, but there was no-one with the slightest interest in helping her - the only other tops around were screwing some of the new sluts and the two guards lounging against the wall seemed more interested in their nail colouring than helping a slut avoid embarrassment.
Cordelia laughed, "Sure, where else? You think we’re going to wine and dine you before taking you to a luxury hotel. You’re the bottom of the shit heap, you get fucked where we find you and don’t complain," she squeezed the Latino’s tits so hard that it was painful before finishing her sentence, "You’re a slut, remember."
Whimpering Gabby allowed Harmony to push her to her knees. The blonde gave the older brunette a swat on her butt cheeks, making them wobble. She followed it up with a couple more blows, hard enough to sting and leave a red mark, but no mark that wouldn’t quickly fade and the pain was less than it would have been if one of the real psychotic tops had decided to slap her ass. "What a butt," crowed Harmony, "I’m going to enjoy this."
She slapped Gabby’s ass again, before gripping the cheeks and pulling them apart. The blonde’s strap-on began to move between Gabby’s cheek, rubbing teasingly over the hole without entering the tight opening. Gabrielle quivered, her fear turning to anticipation - Gehanna had that impact. Harmony seemed in no hurry, just keeping hold of the brunette’s ass and rubbing the cock in the crack, without even a taste in Gabby’s ass. The brunette gave a groan of frustration and looked at Cordy - the cheerleader was smiling broadly and running a finger round one of her own erect nipples, obviously enjoying the scene in front of her. Again Gabby moaned, drawn out and pitiful, "Harmony…"
"Go on, Harm," laughed Cordy, "Fuck that slut ass."
"If you want," giggled Harmony. She pulled apart the cheeks even wider, dragging them so far apart Gabby wondered if the blonde intended to rip her in half. The entry of the dildo shouldn’t have come as surprised, but it was as shocking as being doused in freezing cold water and almost as brutal. Harmony rammed it half-way down its twelve inches without stopping, opening Gabby’s ass like the Mall on Boxing Day.
"Aaaarrgghhh," the housewife cried in pain, tears springing from her eyes. Julie and Danielle were often domineering, but seldom did they enter her ass with such little grace. At the same time even as the waves of pain hit her, she was also aware of the simultaneous and equally powerful waves of pleasure. They combined in her, a yin and yang of feelings as Harmony leant back and thrust again- this time driving the dildo far past the half-way point. Gabby’s watering eyes opened wide, like little balls and again, "Aaaaarrrgghhh."
"Could you shut her up, Cordelia?" whined Harmony as she pulled the dildo back and readied herself to strike again, "She’s putting me off…"
"Open wide, little slut," ordered Cordelia. She gripped Gabby’s hair and pulled the slut’s head forward, "Suck on my toy."
Gabby nearly choked as the rubber prick was pushed into her mouth. It wasn’t just the size or girth, but the taste - it remained uncleaned from its previous use shortly before. Still, she opened her mouth and began to suck as a slut should if they wanted to make sure they remained on the good side of the top fucking them. The older housewife swayed as she was spit-roasted from both end, Harmony pounding deep into her ass as Cordy filled her mouth.
"That’s it you fuck-slut, fuck like a whore," whooped Harmony, speeding up as the ass loosened so that hitting Gabby’s ass like she was a boxer on steroids. The Latino’s boobs bounced like rubber balls, quivering and shaking as her body was slammed. The thrusts were so hard they drove her forward and made her gag down more of Cordy’s strap-on. Several times the large rubber cock slid down her throat, making the housewives eyes leak like they were a broken shower and causing bile and saliva to spurt out her mouth like the aftermath of a cum explosion.
"Go on, give the slut one," cried a passing top.
"Fuck her ass ‘till she’s raw," laughed another one.
Gabby was red, it was embarrassment and humiliation, but it was also being pounded like she was a red-doll was sending the blood shooting round her like she was on the verge of a heart attack. Harder and harder Harmony pounded, shrieking and squealing like she’d never butt-fucked a slut before - her hands were gripping the brunette’s waist so hard it was as if she feared she’d fall off. Cordy, on the other hand, remained cool, just gently moving the dildo round the slut’s mouth and making Gabby doing the work of sucking it and licking it; the cheerleader’s only touch being a light grip on the housewife’s hair to stop her accidentally pulling back. Gabby looked up, watching the young woman’s tits sway as she gently rocked. Even as she looked up her vision blurred as Harmony forced her forward, driving the strap-on in her mouth against her taste bud. Above her Cordy smiled, "You look like you’re tiring Harm."
"Huh, huh, n… huh, no, huh, huh," panted Harmony, so exhausted that she was unable to lie without panting.
"Sure, you are," grinned Cordelia, "Let’s swap."
Grumbling Harmony pulled the toy out of the housewife’s opened anal passage. Gabby barely had time to gasp in relief and suck in some oxygen, before Cordelia was feeding the full length of her strap-on down the gaping hole. It wasn’t as sore as when Harmony had gone in, the chute had been stretched to a more accommodating circumference, but it still hurt enough that the Latino gave a high pitched cry, "Aaaarrrghhh… mmmppfff!"
Harmony took advantage of Gabby’s open mouth to stuff her dildo in without so much as asking - not that one needed to ask a slut. It was lucky that the cock was rubber and not real as without the warning Gabby’s mouth had acted on instinct and come down hard. Harmony glared at her and slapped her across the top of her head, "Dumb bitch!"
If there hadn’t been a cock between her lips Gabby would have apologised; she hoped her expression said what she couldn’t say with words - though it might have just expressed that she had a large dildo filling her mouth and heading towards her gullet. In either case Harm smirked and thrust the dildo deeper. If Cordelia had wanted a gentle and relaxed cleaning of her toy, her friend wanted to give the Latino a proper face-fucking. The use of a new hole had re-energised her and she thrust forward like a bouncing bunny - only the fact that the cock couldn’t stretch the housewife’s throat like it did her ass stopped the dildo reaching down into the stomach. Still it went deep down the throat and several times Gabby almost panicked as she struggled for breath. Luckily Harm was an expert and in each case, just in time, she pulled the cock out enough for Gabby to suck in a few ragged gasps of oxygen and let out a few shrieks, before stuffing it back in the brunette’s mouth.
Nor was Cordy being a slouch when it came to Gabby’s ass. She was ramming her toy in with gusto and showing why it had needed to be cleaned in the first place. Even as she thrust she slapped a hand down on Gabby’s ass cheek’s making the reddened flesh wobble even more than it would have been doing. Harder and harder she slammed, slapping down at the same time - needing only a ten-gallon hat to look like a rodeo rider breaking in a particularly frisky stallion. Her scream of ‘yee-ha’ as Gabby trembled in orgasm, didn’t dispel the illusion.
A few tops stopped to watch the show. Harm and Cordy fucked so often in tandem they had it down to a fine tee and watching them was like watching a master (or mistress) at work. They moved together, sandwiching Gabby and making her body shake in orgasm after orgasm. A few of them clapped as Harm pulled out the cock long enough for Gabby to spew some bile out and then thrust it back in; that was skill. Harder and harder the two tops banged the humiliated slut, sometimes giving grins and waves of acknowledgement to the audience. Gradually Gabby noticed that the onlookers seemed to be milling around less and forming a queue. A move confirmed when a familiar voice said, "Hurry up you fucking cunts, I want a go of that hot ass."
"Yeah, a few minutes more, Nikita," said Cordy, "And then you can have her."
"And me after that!" called Rory.
"And me next," shouted someone else.
A dozen other tops quickly spoke up, metaphorically thrusting their metaphorical dildos into the metaphorical ring…
*
Kat Stratford headed up the stairs and outdoors. She needed the fresh air, or as least as fresh as you could get in the baking heat of the Gehanna Plain. It was the first time she had escorted some new prisoners in and it wasn’t something she had enjoyed - she knew that they, or at least most of them, would settle in and get used to their butts being opened by whoever fancied it. But seeing the terror and hearing the pleas as they been taken, well it wasn’t an easy thing to obey your orders and just swing by. Once again Kat wondered if joining the Gehanna Guards was the best way of looking out for her sister, especially as Claire Bennet seemed to make a such a good job of it.
There were more inmates outside than Kat had expected, a few playing basketball, a few more walking around conversing, but most just lounging on the wooden seats - too baked by the heat to do anything. Except for two…
With all the tops otherwise engaged Claire and Kat were sitting on a bench, their lips locked in a passionate embrace. They were crushed so close that it was hard to tell which of the hands crawling over the two teens belonged to which of them. Yes, thought Kat as she looked on, Claire was doing a way better job of looking after Bianca than Kat had managed.
She blushed as she realised that Bianca had seen her. One of the hands moved up from gripping Claire’s butt and gave a brief wave, before returning after Claire rolled her eyes in protest. Kat blushed, almost jealous of her sister. Claire Bennet was a cute little thing and in an another life Kat might have asked her for a drink. But not when she was a guard and Claire was an inmate – that would have been abusing her power and the fact ninety-nine percent of the other guards took sluts whenever they fancied one didn’t mean Kat would do so.
She turned and walked away to find somewhere with less air and less Claires.
*
It was later than Julie had planned by the time they got down to the new wing. It was her own fault for trusting Danielle’s sense of direction; it was only when they arrived in the kitchens that Julie got the feeling that Danielle’s optimism that she knew a short-cut to the new wing was misplaced. A feeling that became a certainty when they arrived in the prison library, a room Julie knew well and which Danielle marvelled at as if she was unaware of its existence. A bit of backtracking and Julie taking the lead put them back on course. However, with the detour, scenic though some of it had been, they were a good two or three hours behind the arrival of the new contingent of sluts in the wing - way over time for her Mom and Bree to have been initiated into Gehanna’s speciality.
Julie tried to hide her disappointment, and not blame Danielle. It would have been nice to be the first into her Mom’s ass and second into Bree’s, but even if they couldn’t be first they could still look to take the Moms as their bitches - as long as they measured up. She opened the door to the wing. The first thing she saw was the queue, the second thing was her old bitch on her knees being pounded hard by Nikita.
"Hey, Jules," a tired looking Cordelia gave a weak wave, "Thanks for Gabby."
Beside her Harmony frowned and looked confused, an expression that crossed her face even more times that it Danielle’s, hard though that was to believe, "I thought you said she was a slut."
"She is," said Julie, stepping in before anyone could confuse Harmony more with a convoluted explanation of how you could quickly fall down the hierarchy of Gehanna. She cast a quick look over at Gabrielle, the housewife squealing as Rosie slammed her, the fat woman’s heavy breast jiggling; "Looks like she’s popular."
Cordy nodded, "You know how it is. Some bitches think they’re above the rest of this place, just cos they’re not shared round. Well, Gabby was top of that tree and now you’ve pushed her from her perch I think every top in the place wants a go. Jeez, this place is full of brand new sluts and there’s still half a dozen untouched."
"Oh," Julie felt hope beginning to rise again, "You don’t know if there’s a couple of Milfs called Susan and Bree untouched do you?"
Cordy shrugged, "Didn’t catch their names, but I think there’s a couple of forty-year old sluts in the end cell - a brunette and a redhead. You know them?"
"Our Moms," said Danielle proudly.
Cordy whistled, "The Grail of ass. Hey, I hope the two at end are them, good luck."
"Thanks," grinned Julie and headed down the corridor, past the tops whooping and cheering as Gabby was split like a cracker by Nikita. The final door on the corridor was closed. Julie grinned at her friend, "Let’s get us some bitch ass."
"What if they’re not our Moms and we’ve got the wrong cell?" asked Danielle.
"I’m still horny. You?"
"Sure," Danielle beamed back broadly. Julie opened the door.
There was a squeak from inside as the two teens stepped in. Bree and Susan were sitting on their beds and both drew their legs up to protect their bodies. It took them a second longer to react, Susan suddenly recognising who the two new entrants were. She jumped up squealing with excitement, "Julie… Danielle…"
The two Milfs began to move towards their daughters to give them a familial embrace. It was what Julie had expected and she was prepared. The Moms had to quickly be shown the shift in the power dynamic and that they were no longer the women who birthed and brought up the teens, but a pair of fuck-toys who only existed for Danielle and Julie’s pleasure. The teen held out her hand, pushing into Susan’s chest and keeping her outside embracing distance; "Hi bitches."
A look of surprise crossed the housewives’ faces, it was obvious they hadn’t been prepared for that greeting. That was good, thought Julie. If you were tough, able to take your punches and give them back twice as hard, like Faith or Nikita, you could afford a slip at the start. After all if the bitch thought you were soft she’d soon change her mind when her arm was half-way up her back and her face was being forced into a wall. But if you were a top such as Julie your strength was in your brain, not your brawn - Julie knew she and Danielle needed to be in control from the start. They couldn’t let their new bitches have a moment to think, they need to be dominant and in control from the go.
Now as long as Danielle followed the plan and didn’t talk out of turn, Julie was confident they’d soon have a couple of new bitches for their enjoyment.
"What…" Susan looked in confusion her gaze going from her daughter to her friend to her friend’s daughter. Bree’s expression was as startled as Susan’s and Danielle’s was a firm and unyielding as the younger Mayer. Susan blinked, "What… I didn’t hear…"
Danielle opened her mouth and for a second Julie’s heart was in her mouth, fearful that Danielle would screw up. But the teen kept her to the plan like she was glued to it, "She said ‘Hi bitches’… what do you think she said?"
Susan and Bree looked at each other. It was obvious whatever they had been expecting in Gehanna, it wasn’t this. Julie suspected they must have guessed their daughters were here and known they might run into them, but the two Milf’s would have believed that they’d be bitches or sluts - perhaps they even had ambitions to own them themselves and that was why they’d got themselves banged up. Well, that plan had failed. Julie smiled a quirky grin and waited for either of the women to speak.
There was a silence of perhaps half a minute, a few seconds more or few seconds less before Bree spoke. Her tone was sharp and commanding, though Julie detected a brief tremble in it, "Danielle. Do not talk to me like that - or to Mrs Mayer."
It was the opening Julie needed, a more conciliatory tone might have pushed her off her game, but she had known Bree would respond like a school ma’am and the teen was mentally prepared. She briefly glanced at Danielle, her friend was grinning widely, not the least put out by her Mom’s ticking off. Julie flicked her gaze back to the redheaded Milf, "Shut the fuck up, bitch. Open your mouth like that to me or Danielle again and you’ll be sucking pussy through a straw."
The older women gazed at the teen as if she had grown fangs and was spitting venom. Julie hadn’t been one to talk back to her elders and especially not using cuss words - but that was before Gehanna. Susan said in shock… "W…W… What?"
"I thought I told you to both to shut you fucking yapholes, it’s not the holes we’re fucking interested in," said Julie. Then to make her point she slapped Susan across the face. It wasn’t a hard slap, Rosie would have probably knocked the Milf out, but it didn’t need to be - the shock of the smack was enough to show the Milf who was boss. Susan staggered backwards onto her bed, a hard shove from Danielle sent a momentarily unresisting Bree backwards to join her.
The two teens stared at the Milfs, for a few moments, their gaze mentally stripping the Moms who quailed and quivered submissively. Julie smirked, the shock treatment had worked, now she just needed to rub it in. She stepped forward, raising her hand as if she was about to strike. The two Mom’s leant back, covering themselves in protection. Julie smiled and flicked her hair back from her forehead.
"Strip," Julie ordered sternly.
"P…p…pardon," said Bree, always polite and still stunned by the turn of events.
Julie didn’t answer. Instead she gave a small nod to Danielle, Bree would be her bitch, it was best she broke her in. Danielle nodded and stepped forward, she grabbed her Mom’s hair and yanked, pulling the redhead off the bed and forcing her to her knees with her face just above the teen’s feet, "Fucking strip you dumb assed whore."
Whimpering like a scolded puppy Bree stood up and began to undress. Susan was doing the same. The two Milfs tried to avoid the penetrating stares of their daughters, hiding behind each other and trying to place hands over titties and holes as they did. But Julie and Danielle weren’t having any of it, a few swats with their hands and a few snarled oaths and the two Milfs were soon standing side by side with their goods out for inspection. Julie grinned as she flicked one of her Mom’s nipples, the Milf turned red, but didn’t say anything. Julie smiled, "So the guards provide you with any toys?"
The two Milfs looked at each other, the red embarrassment on their faces being replaced by a pale whiteness. Julie was about to give them a reminder that she asked a question when Bree said in a small, weak voice, "Yes… they’re under the bed."
Danielle was on her knees in seconds, scrapping underneath the bunk she quickly located the large strap-ons and re-emerged seconds later holding them triumphantly in her hand. Julie grinned as her passed her one, "They look nice and big."
"Yes," said Susan and Bree, shaking.
"Okay bitches," said Julie, "wait outside."
"B…b…but…" said Susan, the sounds of gang-fucking were clearly audible even through the closed door. Julie ignored her fears and snarlingly repeated the question. The two Milf’s scampered out.
"That was easy," said Danielle as she began to undo her bottoms and pull up the strap-on.
Julie shrugged, "They were natural bottoms - they’re either bitches or sluts, all it takes is for a top to decide." She also pulled on her strap-on, before unbuttoning her shirt and dropping it to the floor. Beneath it she was wearing a black-bra, which she kept on, though it barely covered her titties.
The two teens stepped out. The Moms were standing with their backs to the wall, looking at the scene enfolding in front of them with horror. Sluts lay or stood everywhere, in the corridor, in doorways and from the sound of it in open cells as well. Each of them was getting at least one hole filled by a top, often two and not uncommonly three. And in a few cases it was the same hole being filled twice. The screams and moans of the new sluts reverberated through the metallic corridor, loud squeals, soft groans, high-pitched and low, passionate, pained; humiliated and resigned.
Unsurprisingly the two Mom’s gaze was especially focussed on the slut they new. Gabby had two dildos in her ass, which was being worked so well it would take weeks to close. Her screams would probably have been a lot louder if a large dildo wasn’t in her mouth, a top thrusting a toy that had been in a slut’s ass down her mouth, screaming for the Latino to clean it. Julie grinned and gripped her Mom’s arm dragged her closer. Behind her she could see Danielle following her lead. Julie stopped and let the two Milf’s look at the scene and take it in before she spoke, "Y’know Gabby used to be our bitch. Now she’s a slut for everyone… I think there is a lesson there somewhere."
She didn’t mention what the lesson was, she would let the Moms work that out for themselves.
From the horrified looks on their faces they quickly had.
"Okay bitches, let’s break you in," Julie gripped Susan’s wrist and led her back to the cell. Danielle followed her in, manhandling Bree. Neither of the teens closed the door, it would be good for the Milf’s first time to be open for anyone who wanted to look; it would be a reminder to them that they were now the property of their daughter’s to use as the younger women saw fit.
"I think I could use some ass," said Danielle. She pushed her Mom face first onto the bed and looked at Julie, "You?"
"Sure," grinned Julie, "Why not?"
She spun Susan round so quickly the Milf almost fainted. The teen gripped her Mom’s head and forced the brunette over so that was bent with her ass placed upwards and her hands resting on the bed. Julie smiled as she gripped her Mom’s butt cheeks and squeezed them. Susan Mayer moaned, a sweet sound of lust even as she mentally fought against it. Julie moved a hand from the cheek and slid down the crack, touching the tight back-hole, perhaps not virgin but certainly not regularly used. Susan moaned again, a cross between a cry of humiliation and one of excitement, "Please, Julie, no; don’t do it."
Julie ignored her. On the bed opposite she could see her best friend lower the cock into her redhead Mom. A tear came from Bree’s eye, whether mortification at what was happening or soreness at the large dildo going down, what in Bree’s case, Julie suspected was a hole that had never been fucked previously. Julie grinned; it would certainly get well fucked now. She however wasn’t as desperate as Danielle, better to savour the meal than go right in. Even as Bree was gasping out and sobbing Julie was rubbing her dildo teasingly over the smooth flesh of her Mom’s butt. She leant over, gripping her hands round the Milf’s toned stomach.
"Danielle, Danielle, please, please, oooohh, oooohhhh, stop… no don’t… stop, please… no… yesssss," Bree screamed incoherently unable to make up her mind as Danielle bounced up and down on top of her. The redhead Milf’s screams were loud, echoing round the cell and competing with the shrieks and cries outside.
In deed they were so loud that Julie’s plan to quietly murmur what she intended to do to her Mom took a nosedive and she had to speak much louder than she had intended so she could be heard above the din. Not that the volume seemed to matter to Susan who just quivered as Julie said, "Right bitch. I’m going to jam my cock in your ass. Not just a tiny bit, not even half-way, but all the way in - so deep that you’ll feel like you’re being torn inside out. And then I’m going to fuck you like you’re one of the whore cheerleaders at school, er, sorry Danielle I meant like your one of the whore band campers at school. I’m going to fuck your ass until its raw and you can’t take it any longer. Then I’m going to fuck you some more. Finally, when your ass is so ruined that it’ll fit a melon up there I’ll pull out my cock and fuck your throat until you’ve spewed up over my dildo so often it’s as clean as Bree’s dining room table after a spring clean. Do you understand?"
"Y…yes, Julie," quavered Susan.
"Any objections?" asked the teen.
"N…n…no, Julie," said the housewife.
It was the answer Julie had expected, the Milf was a bitch, so easy to break-in it was almost a shame. Now all that remained was to ride her until she knew who her owner was. Julie moved her hands back up to Susan’s ass. She used one hand to peel open a cheek and took her large dildo in the other. She balanced it with perfect precision over her Mom’s asshole - it was so tight and puckered. Julie smiled to herself, not for long, she thought.
The dildo went in half-way down its foot length with one thrust. Susan’s squeal was almost as loud as Bree’s screams… almost. Julie pulled back, disappointed she hadn’t got it deeper - she had really wanted to open the anal passage with that first sweep. Still she intended to do better with her second thrust. And she did. Susan opened her mouth and gave a wail as nine inches of rubber entered her butthole. Julie pulled back again and wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead. Danielle was getting into a pattern, thrusting her dildo deep and into her Mom’s asshole and bouncing her titties on the redhead’s back as she slammed down on top of her.
"Take it, bitch," ordered Danielle.
Julie smiled, "Let’s see if we can get it all in this time."
She girded herself and thrust. The escape of air from her Mom’s lungs sounded like the hoot of an old fashioned steam train as it shot down the rails. The dildo rammed in, pushing aside the Milf’s anal walls as if they were tissues and only stopping as Julie’s body crashed into Susan. There was no gap between them, the toy in as deep as it could go. The Milf screamed, again and again, higher and higher, until it seemed the very walls shook with the shrieks, "Aaarrghh, ooooohhh, yeesssss…noooooo."
Julie pounded down, thrusting the toy in and out of her Mom’s ass. Each thrust was easier than the last as the brunette’s chute opened itself for the rubber intruder. She slammed against the Milf, her teenage tits juggling as she moved. Each thrust was fast and deep, ending suddenly as the toy went in as deep as it could and Julie thighs hit the back of her Mom. Bent over the Milf grabbed at the bedding, squeezing the thin material between her fingers. Julie hammered her again, "Fuck, fuck," the teen screamed, "I’m opening your ass like presents at Christmas."
"Aaarrghhh, uurrrrghhhh, aaaaarrrrghh," Bree’s screams were as loud as Susan’s as the redheaded Milf was orgasming possibly for the first time, almost certainly for the first time by anal stimulation and definitely the first time the orgasms were being created by her daughter thrusting in and out. Danielle was pressing up and down on her Mom, moving so fast that the rubber dong racing in and out of her ass was almost smoking with friction. Danielle’s tits hammered down onto her Mom’s sweaty back, squashed between the slender, sexy Milf and the hardbodied, demanding teen. The cock raised again as Danielle pushed back in. For a second there was a glimpse of rubber and then it disappeared down Bree’s butt as Danielle raced down. The Milf hands clenched into fists and she hammered the bed, "Aaaaaarggghhh, yessssss, yessssss, fuck Mommy like a whore, I’m your bitch."
Julie smiled as she heard Bree say those words. She winked at Danielle - her friend ignored her as she continued to slam her Mom, shrieking, "Take it whore, take it you bitch…"
Julie turned back to her own Mom. She was riding the Milf hard, but Susan needed it harder and faster - she had to admit she was owned. Julie stepped up a gear, speeding up her thrusts and putting more weight behind them so that the cock really rammed down the chute, slamming the Milf into either heaven or hell. From the screams Susan was making it was probably the former, she orgasmed and exploded, her cunt juice spurting out like sudden April showers. Julie squeezed the Milf’s waist, digging her nails in deeply, "What are you? Whose are you? Tell me you cunt, tell me what you are?"
"AAAAaaaaargggghhh," Susan replied. She paused and then shrieked again.
"Tell me? What are you? Cunt, cunt, cunt, tell me what you are?" screamed Julie.
"I’m a whore, I’m a cunt on legs, I’m a walking, talking fuckhole, I’m a bitch. I’m your bitch," screamed Susan, her self-respect evaporating like mist in the morning.
Danielle pulled herself up. If Bree had expected a break she was either sadly disappointed or happily disabused. Danielle grabbed her by the hair, moving her body even as she shouted out the instructions, "On your back, bitch, put your feet up that wall and lean your head over the edge of the bed. Now open your bitch mouth…"
Julie ripped her dildo out of her Mom’s ass, now her Mom had admitted she was her daughter’s bitch, it was time to show the Milf what being a bitch meant. And what better way was face fucking Susan with the dildo that seconds before had been down her ass. Unless it was doing all that whilst the Milf was lying next to her best friend who was getting the same treatment. Julie slapped Susan’s butt cheeks hard, "Get your gaping ass down next to Bree and open your mouth wide."
"Yes Julie," said Susan dutifully. She moved to the other bed and dropped onto the bed. She moved her head so that it was over the edge of the bed, her brunette locks reaching towards the floor. Her mouth opened as Julie gripped the toy and bent her legs to feed her dirty strap-on into the bitch’s mouth.
It was impressive to watch the lips close round the toy, slurping it in as Julie bent on her haunches and pushed it deeper.
"MMfffttt!!" Susan’s eyes opened as the cock went over her tongue and towards her throat. Tears came from her eyes as it hit her taste buds and she tried to gag the cock back out. Julie didn’t let her, pushing her hands onto the Milf’s shoulders she continued to move the rubber prick in. She could feel her Mom struggling against the alien insertion, but to show mercy now would undo all the work she had done. She pressed harder, keeping Susan in position and indeed thrust the dong in harder, driving it back and forth down her brunette’s Mom gullet. The Milf squirmed, "MMffft… MMffttt!"
The two teens face-fucked their Moms in unison, slamming the cocks into Milf mouth. The two older woman’s eyes teared up, water running from it and down their forehead, to mix with the saliva drooling out their mouths and down their faces. The liquids dropped into their hair, soaking it like shampoo, before dripping to the floor. The rubber rammed against their taste buds and both Milfs gagged, desperately gasping for air in the brief intervals when the strap-ons weren’t down their throats.
The two teens whooped with pleasure, "Take it bitches… suck the cocks… clean my dick… whore-sucker…fucking bitch… suck, suck, suck…"
Harder and harder the teens slammed, throat fucking with bruising intensity. Julie grinned, looking at her Mom’s face, the make-up and lipstick smeared and ruined and her expression one of abject humiliation and surrender. The teen grinned, pulling out her cock she grabbed Susan’s hair and forced the Milf into a kneeling position, "Listen… that’s it you’re my bitch. Whenever, wherever I want you your mine. Oh and Danielle's…"
"Yes Julie," said Susan.
An equally ruined Bree nodded her agreement…
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