Mandy's Revenge

"Please Mandy, stop this. Mandy please don't," she begged.

While she begged Mandy had placed the collar around her neck.

"Mandy, No. Please don't do this to me Mandy."

Mel felt the collar tightening around her neck, she was crying uncontrollably now as Mandy pulled it tight to find the correct hole to where it would clip into place, then suddenly it was on. Mel gulped loudly while Mandy quickly fixed the chain to the collar and yanked on it tightly forcing Mel's head back as a symbol to announce to Mel that she was now wearing her collar and was nothing more than Mandy's dog.

Mandy dismounted from Mel's back and proudly held the chain at arms length.

"What do you think, Trace? Nice puppy?"

Mel bowed her head, she had never felt so humiliated in her whole life. She sobbed heavily. Mandy handed the chain to Tracy so that she now held Mel as she kneeled hands and knees on the floor motionless, sobbing. Mandy walked around behind Mel and traced her finger lightly around the waistband of her panties which were already partially lodged into her arse crack from when Tracy had tormented her earlier. Suddenly Mandy grabbed them at a point and pulled them up so that they were forced further up her arse and stretched painfully across her vulva. While she kept a firm grip of her panties and continued to pull them tightly up against her arsehole, Mandy once again straddled Mel's back, leant forward, increasing the pressure on Mel's panties, which were now stretched to breaking point, and whispered into her ear,

"You know your place here now, don't you Mel?"

She yanked the panties as far as she could. Mel groaned as the elastic cut against her arsehole.

"Answer Me Mel!"

"Yes, yes," Mel screamed, "I know my place here."

"Well," said Mandy, "Tell me where it is."

"It is on my knees, below you, exactly where I am now, doing whatever you want me to."

Mel's breathing was a little laboured as the pain of the panties being pulled so tightly against her body started to take effect. Mandy let go of Mel's panties which remained firmly wedged between her arse cheeks and stretched beyond recognition before pushing her off her hands and knees to the floor.

"Lay on your back Mel," ordered Mandy.

Mel did as she was told and Mandy picked up her legs and stretched them back over her body.

"Tracy, I want you to kneel just above her face, not so you are sitting on her head but so all she can see is your wet pussy. Put the loop to her chain through your wrist and hold her legs bent back this way while you kneel there."

Tracy did as she was asked while Mandy grabbed a couple of cushions to place either side of Mel's head for Tracy to kneel on. Mel was left totally exposed now and vulnerable to any advances Mandy made towards her panty-covered sex. She lay flat on her back with Tracy kneeling above her head holding her legs apart in the air which were being pulled back towards her head so that most of Mel's weight was on her mid to upper back. What this did was to allow Mandy easy access to Mel's most private parts. Mel's panties remained pulled tightly against her vulva and remained firmly wedged between her arse cheeks. Mandy went over and picked up her sock that Mel had thrown across the room and carefully placed it back on Mel's face.

"Are you a virgin Mel?" asked Mandy.

There was no immediate answer. Mandy walked back around so she stood directly in front of Mel's pussy. She got Tracy to lift her dress slightly so that she could look directly into Mel's eyes. If Mel looked directly up from her position laying flat on her back, she was confronted with Tracy's glistening pussy, if she lifted her head she could look up at Mandy who stood menacingly above her.

Mandy lifted her bare foot and placed it against Mel's vulva gently enough to not cause any pain but firmly enough to make Mel jump.

"Look at me Mel. Now I don't want you to look anywhere but directly into my eyes. Into the eyes of the person who holds your entire future in her hands, into the eyes of the person whose dirty, grimy foot you just begged for mercy to. Into my eyes, while this same foot takes your virginity from you. That is if you are still a virgin, Mel. Answer me, please."

Mel continued to hold Mandy's stare, she had convinced herself this was going to happen and if it were going to happen she wanted to hold Mandy's stare. She didn't want to give Mandy any more pleasure in knowing how uncomfortable she was and how vulnerable she felt. If she continued to stare at Mandy, maybe it could zap some of the power Mandy thought she held over her now. Make Mandy realise that she was doing this to a real person, not just some toy for her to do with as she felt. If she could just keep staring at her, Mandy may even back down a little. Mel knew how intimidating just staring at somebody could be. And this was going to be her new weapon, especially now that she was physically helpless and unable to do anything to save herself. Mel continued to look deep into Mandy's eyes refusing to answer.

Mandy sensually worked her big toe along the fabric of Mel's panties. Mel flinched, it tickled but she held Mandy's stare.

"I'm going to fuck you with my sweaty toes until you cum, Mel. You'll wish you answered me later but for now I'm going to assume you are a virgin, I'm certain you're the type of girl who would save herself for 'that' special person or special moment. You'll always remember me as your first, Mel. And once you do cum, you are going to lick your slime off my foot, it's the least you could do for all this trouble I'm going to."

Mel continued to stare at Mandy who worked her foot under the hem of Mel's panties before digging her big toe into Mel's pussy. Mel took a deep breath, this wasn't as painful as she was expecting. But Mandy continued to explore Mel's most private parts with her toes. First one then two before suddenly Mel jumped and let out a little squeal. Mandy didn't want this to take long, after all it was only her own pleasure she was interested in and having masturbated herself hundreds of times fantasising of this moment, she knew exactly what buttons to press with her toes to try and make Mel cum as quickly as possible.

It didn't take long before Mel's body started to respond to the at times insensitive touch of Mandy's foot. Mel briefly broke her stare and shut here eyes to try and concentrate on not letting it happen but it was useless. Not much longer and Mel's breathing became a little more laboured before she started to lift her hips from the ground to try and meet Mandy's touch. She was staring at Mandy again, Mel had decided that if this was going to happen she would try and take charge by actually humping Mandy's foot rather than the other way around. For the first time Mel started to focus on her own pleasure rather than the feelings of disgust and contempt she held for her two captors.

Mandy knew what Mel was up to but didn't mind one bit. She knew the absolute shame that Mel would go through as soon as she reached her climax. It didn't take long, Mel actually ejaculated some girl cum into her panties and all over Mel's foot as she moaned at the pleasure she was able to give herself. Mandy stood with her toes still lodged into Mel's now very wet pussy. Mel continued to stare up at Mandy who looked down at her smugly.

"That was nice of me, wasn't it Mel? Now what do you say?"

Mel took a moment to regain her breath, "Can you take your foot out of me now, please?"

"No, I can't. You might think you just got yourself off on my foot Mel but the longer I stay here the more you are going to realise who is actually in charge. You see Mel you just had your orgasm, which I only allowed because I wanted you to taste yourself when you put your filthy panties in your mouth. By having half my foot stuck up your filthy cunt might just remind you of your place here Mel. And what's more I'm going to leave it wedged up here until Tracy cums on your face too."

Tracy's ears pricked up. She had never been so aroused without having touched herself as she was now.

"Let go of her legs, Trace," continued Mandy. "I want you to lower yourself just above her face so your dress covers her head again then masturbate yourself with your fingers until you cum all over face. I'll hold her legs up while I stand here with my foot in her cunt."

"With pleasure Mandy. Fuck you're going to be in for it now Mel, I've been ready for this moment for hours. You wouldn't believe how hot I've got watching you be abused by Mandy. I've been on edge ever since I slid my bare arse up and down your belly." Tracy stood up and turned around so she was now kneeling directly above Mel's face looking away from Mandy. "This won't take long Mandy."

Tracy leant back on her feet so her mound was thrust virtually into Mel's face. She slid her hand under her dress and immediately found the mark with a couple of fingers. Any curiosity Mel once had about what a vagina might look like so close up evaporated immediately as Tracy's cunt hovered menacingly just above her head. Tracy was right, it didn't take long at all before her juices were leaking onto Mel's face.

Once Tracy had a moment to regather her senses she stood up surprised at what a mess she had left on Mel's face. Mel lay there virtually in shock, her face and hair now drenched in a combination of sweat and Tracy's ejaculate, while Mandy continued to hold her legs in the air with her foot wedged in her pussy. Mandy's smelly sock now lay near Mel's ear on the ground having been dislodged from her face while she was being fucked by Mandy's foot. Once Tracy had stood up, Mandy let go of Mel's legs and removed her foot from her vagina. Mel just allowed her legs to drop to the floor as a dead weight before curling herself up into a ball and bursting into tears.

She had tried to be brave, she had tried to resist their advances. She couldn't overpower two of them and now she was laying on the floor having been raped by Mandy and drenched in the sexual juices of some filthy homeless girl, all while she was collared and chained, still held by Mandy.

As she continued to sob, Mel looked up at Mandy, hatred now in her eyes.

"Why?" She could really only manage one word between sobs. "Why did you have to do that? I've done nothing to you." Mel paused for a moment then screamed, "NOTHING!" before rolling over and continuing to sob.

"I don't know how many times I am going to have to tell you Mel. I'm doing this to you because I can. You're my little bitch toy who I get to do anything I want to remember? And you can cry all you want, I'm not letting you go until I'm finished with you. It's just how I always fantasised, you crying like a baby looking up at me with tear filled eyes while I sit on your face, you being forced to pleasure me in anyway I want.

Now what I want is for you to clean up this mess you made on my foot. I gather you aren't going to crawl over here and lick it off voluntarily so I am going to ask Tracy to hold your nose closed so that you are forced to open your mouth to breathe and I will stick my foot in as far as it goes. Makes no difference to me whether I've got my foot jammed up your cunt or in your throat. In fact given the love you must now have for my foot, given how it has become your first lover, surely you would like to lie down with it and give it a bit of a kiss and cuddle."

Having now recovered from her orgasm, Tracy knelt down beside Mel and went to clamp her nose closed with her fingers.

"Wait!" Mel panicked. "Please don't block my nose Tracy. I will crawl over to Mandy and do it her way."

What choice did she have? If Tracy were to block her nose she would hardly be able to breathe with Mandy's foot stuck in her mouth. At least this way she could have some control over her own destiny. Mandy went and sat down on the bed.

"Crawl over here Mel and lay at my feet. I want you on your back with your arms stretched above your head so that Tracy can stand on your hands while she holds your chain. First you are going to lick the length of my sole, then I will shove my foot down your throat, see if I can fit as much of my foot in your mouth as I could with your smelly cunt."

Mel cringed at Mandy's language but did as she was told. Soon she was running her tongue along the entire sole of Mandy's foot while Tracy stood heavily on the palm of her hands. Mel wasn't overly surprised at the salty taste of Mandy's sweat and it wasn't long before Mandy's sole was glistening with Mel's saliva. Mel was left primarily with a dry taste in her mouth, though willingly licking the sweaty sole of the girl who was putting her through this terror did take some getting used to. Mel could only console herself that she really had no other choice. It didn't take long before Mandy tired of subjecting Mel to this horror. She lifted her foot from Mel's face and inspected her sole.

"You've done a good job licking my foot Mel but we do have this matter of your filthy cum all over my toes. Now open your mouth like a good girl so I can use it the same way I used your cunt."

Mel reluctantly opened her mouth, what other choice did she have? She shut her eyes tightly, she didn't want to taste herself on Mandy's foot. Even when she masturbated, Mel was careful to wash her hands immediately after and now she was going to be forced to taste her own nectar. Mandy tapped the side of her head with her other foot.

"Eyes open please Mel, I want you looking at me as I stuff my foot in your mouth. First my big toe." Mandy slid her toe in and out of Mel's mouth a few times. "Good girl, now open wide and take all my toes."

Mandy wasn't quite as gentle this time and it wasn't long before Mel was bucking wildly and unsuccessfully on the floor as Tracy continued to stand on the palm of her hands, wickedly holding onto the dog lead as Mel desperately struggled for breath while she choked on Mandy's foot now half way lodged in her mouth. It was now Mandy rubbing herself wildly as she stood above Mel abusing her.

"Choke on my foot Mel. The same foot that has just been up your cunt. Did you hear that Mel, up your filthy cunt. Check it out Trace, her mouth is as big as her cunt, I can fit all my toes in. Keep sucking on them Mel, can you taste yourself? Hows it feel being forced to suck on the toes of the girl you hate most in the World."

MANDY'S REVENGE, Chapter 4.

Suddenly Mandy stopped. She didn't want to cum now, she hadn't masturbated for a few days so that the next time she orgasmed, she could be as moist as possible to increase Mel's humiliation.

"Fuck this," she announced, "I can't wait any longer."

Mel looked up at her, her mouth stretched wickedly around Mandy's toes.

"I'm sick of all this shit, Mel. You and Tracy have both cum, yet here I am desperately waiting while you, my little cunt-sucker, lay there licking your own juices off my foot. Well it's time I used you for what I intended."

Mandy removed her foot from Mel's mouth, slid off the bed and sat astride her chest in the same menacing way that Tracy had earlier. While Mandy wasn't fat, she was certainly heavy and Mel couldn't help but grunt at the extra weight on her bosom. She had got used to Tracy sitting on her earlier and was comfortable with her weight but Mandy was an entirely different proposition. Mel remained half naked on the floor with only her panties, which remained firmly wedged between her arse cheeks, to provide her with any modesty. Her arms remained extended above her head with Tracy comfortably standing with one foot on the palm of each hand, continuing to hold the dog leash.

Mandy then leant her weight backwards so that she could pull off her lycra running shorts and once again Mel was now confronted with Mandy's pink cotton panties in her face. Mandy slid up off Mel's breasts and now straddled her neck and throat so that Mel's chin pressed into the fabric of her panties. She then lifted Mel's head by her hair and crossed her legs underneath Mel's head, which in turn tilted Mel's head forward so that she could not see, smell or taste anything other than Mandy's sex but was still able to breathe quite normally through her nose. Mandy remained like this for a few seconds enjoying looking down at her victim and more specifically the terror in Mel's eyes as she realised how hopelessly trapped she now was. While horrified at having to touch Mandy's privates with her mouth, Mel hadn't fully understood the physical aspect of what was about to happen to her. She was in no doubt now, helplessly and uncomfortably trapped.

Mandy had given much thought in the past as to how she would sit on Mel, how she could best use Mel's face and which technique Mel would be least comfortable with. She had looked up pictures on the internet of schoolgirl pin holds and even joined a couple of yahoo groups featuring women smothering other women. This is where she came across the idea to fold her legs under Mel's head so now she could easily control the movement of Mel's face with just a handful of hair. Mandy had planned this aspect of Mel's rape quite meticulously and in her fantasies she had taken her time, teasing herself by forcing Mel to rub her nose along her mound, in her fantasy she also had Mel wearing a ball gag as an extra bump on Mel's face so that she could slowly grind away on her face.

But in reality she was now too worked up for any of that. All she wanted to do now was to shove her cunt into Mel's face and force her to lick it either by choice or by choking on it. To be honest she really needed a good hard fuck from Leigh at this point. Cunnilingus just wasn't going to cut it. She closed her eyes for a moment, she had grabbed Mel's hair and was slowly working her nose across her panty covered mound, she could hear and feel the hot breath from Mel's mouth as she moaned loudly underneath her. Her panties had quickly become a mess of dark pink as Mel's saliva and her own juices saturated the front of her panties. She thought how Mel's little nose must be getting so horribly irritated as she continued to force it over her damp patch. She briefly looked between her thighs deep into the terrified eyes of her victim before closing her eyes again to let the constant feeling of pleasure wash over her. She had to try very hard to retain her composure. She wanted this moment to last forever.

Mel was struggling to breathe trapped as she was underneath Mandy. Her mouth had been completely sealed off by Mandy's vagina which meant she had to breathe heavily through her nose to take in any air at all. That air was heavily laboured with the smell of Mandy's arousal and it was difficult for her to keep enough air in her lungs as her nasal passage was consistently blocked as it was scraped time and time again across the front of Mel's panties. Her scalp burned from being yanked by her hair in whichever way Mandy pleased. Not only that but she was crying hysterically at this point, scared to death. She had tried to scream, she had tried to bite her but just couldn't move under the weight of Mandy's torso. This was a squillion times worse than what she had imagined and she couldn't help but think that she should have tried harder to escape when she had the chance. She wondered if there was any skin left on the tip of her nose as it continually chafed across Mandy's wet panties.

Tracy stood above this scene still with one foot on each of Mel's hands, as her arms remained stretched above her head making it impossible to move. Mandy had now unclipped the dog chain from its collar as it was getting in her way as she continued to rub Mel's nose across the front of her panties. Tracy just let it drop between her feet as she stood on Mel's hands slowly masturbating just taking in the scene in front of her. She felt a tinge of guilt, imagining what Mel might be going through, but that didn't stop her pleasuring herself for one second.