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Taylor's Toys	By : MTL Category: M through R > The O.C. Views: 23001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Marissa couldn't think of any time in her life she had been this turned on from just watching something.

She didn't have that much experience with just watching, she was more of a doer than a watcher, but Marissa had definitely enjoyed watching her best friend Summer 69'ing with another girl.

That other girl was blackmailing them into sex but Marissa's body didn't care, it wanted in, and it seemed Marissa was about to get her chance.

"Did you like that Marissa?" Taylor asked, kneeling beside the chair Marissa was handcuffed too so she could talk to her toy directly, "Did you like watching Summer eating my pussy? Did you like watching me eating Summer's pussy?"

Marissa was silent.

"Because I think your nipples are saying you did." Taylor said, reaching over to cup one of Marissa's breasts as she talked, lazily tweaking one of her rock hard nipples as she continued, "Your nipples are saying you liked that a lot."

Losing her train of thought Taylor became momentarily infatuated with Marissa's tits, cupping the other breast with her free hand, her fingers gently rubbing those already fully erect nipples, squeezing soft little moans out of Marissa's mouth before one of her hands slowly slid south.

Marissa gasped out loud as Taylor's fingers gently slid over her horny pussy, the other girl smiling wickedly at the wetness she found there.

"Oh, you definitely liked watching didn't you?" Taylor gloated.

"Uh-huh." Marissa moaned as her pussy lips were gently teased.

"I thought so." Taylor chuckled, "But you don't want to watch any more do you?"

"No." Marissa panted, as Taylor's fingers positioned themselves at the entrance to her honey hole.

"Good, because it's your turn..." Taylor said, cruelly waiting a few seconds before removing her hands from Marissa's body and standing up, "To pleasure me."

Marissa groaned in frustration as Taylor removed her handcuffs and place them on a nearby table.

"Stand up." Taylor commanded.

With a reluctant sigh Marissa stood up and folded her arms, partly because she was annoyed but also to try and stop her hands from wandering down to her needy pussy.

Once Marissa was out of the seat Taylor sat down on it and smiled at her toy.

"You know Marissa, you may not be aware of this but you kind of made my life a living hell. I work harder than anyone else in Newport and yet people hate me. You barely make any effort at all and everybody loves you. You're the popular girl who everyone wants, the centre of attention, and while everyone's paying attention to you they ignore me..."

"That's not my fault." Marissa interrupted.

"YES IT IS!" Taylor snapped, before quickly calming herself and smiling, "But even if it wasn't, thanks to you I spent the whole of last year bending over backwards to try organising social events only for you to get all the credit because you were still Social Chair, even though you barely did anything. So, now I've finally got my chance believe me, I'm going to enjoy making you pay. But I'm going to give you the chance to make it easier on yourself. I really loved Summer's tongue in my pussy. It was the best feeling ever. I can't imagine anything better, but your tongue is more experienced, so how about this, if you can fuck me better with your tongue than Summer did with hers, maybe I'll go easy on you, deal?"

Marissa scowled at Taylor.

"Good, now get to work." Taylor said, leaning back, "Feel free to use your mouth and fingers too."

Marissa gritted her teeth, and then kneeled before Taylor and began lowering her head downwards towards the other girls pussy.

"What are you doing?" Taylor asked.

"You just told me to eat you." Marissa said.

"Yes, but I didn't think I needed to tell an experienced pussy licker like you that a girl needs a little foreplay first." Taylor said, "Maybe you're not that experienced after all, or maybe you're just stupid."

Taylor was so horny she definitely didn't need foreplay but why pass up such a perfectly good chance to torture a girl she hated?

As close as she was to the other girl's dripping wet pussy Marissa also knew that Taylor wasn't in need of any foreplay, but she was in no position to argue with her blackmailer.

"What do you want me to do?" Marissa asked, ignoring Taylor's insult.

"Kiss me like you're kissing your boyfriend... or your girlfriend." Taylor said with a smirk, "Make me believe you're in love with me."

Understanding the challenge Marissa leant forward and gently pressed her lips to Taylor's, starting the kiss as softly as she could before pressing her lips harder against the other girl's, eventually sliding her tongue over those lips, asking permission to enter Taylor's mouth. Taylor was eager to grant her access and soon the two girls tongues were gently massaging each other, their hands gently sliding over each other's bodies as they became lost in the kiss.

Taylor was impressed by the passion Marissa showed while kissing her, Taylor herself using her hatred for Marissa to fuel her own desire and kiss the other girl back with the same hunger her toy was showing her.

Never one to hold back Marissa threw everything she could into this kiss, her hands finding Taylor's tits as she kissed the other girl and putting them through the same torturous teasing Taylor had put her through, her hands gently massaging the soft flesh of Taylor's boobs while her fingers tweaked her not surprisingly hard nipples. The difference was the torture came to an end as Marissa broke the kiss and slid her lips down Taylor's neck and upper chest on her way down to her nipples, one of which she took into her mouth upon reaching her destination.

There was a long moan from Taylor as Marissa's lips clamped down on her nipple and gently began sucking on it. More moans fell from the blackmailing bitch as Marissa moved her mouth back and forth between her tits, licking and sucking on each of her hard nipples, Marissa using one hand to cup those hard balls of flesh into her mouth while using the other to play with the free nipple.

After a few long minutes of this Marissa moved her mouth lower, kissing her way down Taylor's flat stomach before coming face-to-face with the other girl's pussy.

With neither girl in any mood to wait Marissa plunged her tongue as deep into Taylor as it would go, her mouth quickly wrapping around the other girl's pussy lips so she could suck on them in between sliding her tongue in and out of the girl who was blackmailing her.

Of course as she had made her way down Taylor's body Marissa began to care less and less about why she was doing what she was doing and just enjoyed playing with another girl's body. By the time she buried her face in Taylor's cunt Marissa barely cared about the blackmail at all, and forgot about it completely as soon as the sweet flavour of pussy hit her taste buds.

If there was one thing Marissa had learned from being with Summer it was that what she had with Alex wasn't a fluke. She loved the taste of pussy. She actually found herself physically craving it when she was trapped in school thinking about her best friend and that sweet tasting hole between her best friend's legs.

Marissa grew even more confident in her bisexuality as she tasted her third pussy. It was easily as yummy as the others had been in its own deliciously unique way that left Marissa craving more.

Pushing herself as deep in between Taylor's legs as possible Marissa began steadily tongue fucking the other girl, stopping every so often to take a big gulp of the sweet juice flooding her mouth so none of that precious liquid would be wasted.

For the most part Taylor's pussy juice flowed directly into Marissa's mouth and down her throat but there was so much of it Marissa was forced to pause her tongue fucking long enough to swallow the build up of cunt cream. Marissa hated having to pause the tongue fucking, but she didn't want to miss a drop of these delicious girl juices.

Taylor hated the pause in the tongue fucking too, but she was too overwhelmed by the feeling of having another girl going down on her to complain.

She had been so distracted eating her first pussy Taylor hadn't taken nearly enough time to appreciate the pleasure of a soft female mouth and tongue caressing her pussy during her wonderful 69 with Summer but now things were different. Now Taylor could just sit back and enjoy being the centre of attention for once.

Her entire life Taylor had been starved for attention, her parents always finding either work or shopping more interesting than her and the other kids at school either seem to hate her or barely know she existed. No one ever seemed to pay her the attention she deserved, but now she had made herself the centre of attention.

She was sitting on a chair with one girl tied up and waiting for her while another was kneeling in between her legs giving her head. Better still, she was sitting on a chair with Summer Roberts, one of the most popular and rich girls in Newport who had made her life hell, tied up and waiting for her while Marissa Cooper, formerly one of the most popular and rich girls in Newport who had made her life hell, was kneeling in between her legs giving her head.

The world seemed to revolve around Taylor Townsend right now, and that was exactly the way Taylor liked it.

Taylor was awoken from her ego trip when Marissa suddenly twirled her tongue to the right inside her pussy causing the seated girl to cry out in an extra loud moan of pleasure.

The entire time Marissa had been going down on her Taylor had been moaning uncontrollably but this moan was almost deafening. It was quickly followed by another, and another, and another, as Marissa began twirling her tongue around inside Taylor's pussy, driving the young blackmailer wild.

"Oh my God, more, give me more, please Marissa give me more." Taylor babbled, quickly trying to take a more forceful tone so it didn't sound like she was begging the other girl, "Give your Mistress more. I'm your Mistress now Marissa, I'm your Mistress and you're my toy. I'm your Mistress and you're my little lesbian sex toy for the rest of this weekend. Or at least I am if you don't want your boyfriend to know how much you love eating pussy, and you don't want that do you? You don't want your boyfriend to know what a cunt loving little dyke you really are! Well eat my pussy Marissa, eat my pussy good and I promise it will be our little secret. Give me more of that tongue and your boyfriend will never know you like to eat pussy behind his back. Fuck me with your tongue Marissa, fuck your Mistress with your tongue! Oh my God, that's it, just like that, fuck me, fuck me my little toy, fuck my pussy with your tongue you beautiful little sex toy!"

Words continued to tumble out of Taylor's mouth but Marissa did her best to ignore them.

Marissa didn't like being insulted, or being reminded she was now trapped in a twisted sex game with a sadistic bitch, but there wasn't much she could do about it except try to ignore it. She also didn't like being reminded of her boyfriend while eating pussy.

Whenever she had gone down on Summer over the past week Marissa had pushed any thought of Ryan out of her head because just thinking about him made her feel guilty. She knew she was technically cheating but Summer was a girl so it shouldn't really count. That sounded like a lame excuse even in her head but she had to go with it because this week had reminded Marissa how much she loved being with a girl. Soft skin, supple lips, firm breasts, and sweet, sweet pussy, Marissa loved it all. She craved it all. She needed a female lover, and she wanted her best friend Summer to be that female lover. Ryan would never understand it but this was something she needed. But as long as he didn't know he wouldn't get hurt and Marissa could deal with any lingering guilt so she could enjoy the best of both worlds.

Blocking out Taylor's words and any other thoughts that hadn't anything to do with eating pussy Marissa concentrate completely on licking and sucking Taylor's cunt, the most experienced girl in the room using all the tricks she knew about going down on another girl.

Over the past week Marissa had been able to remember all the little tricks Alex had taught her about pleasing a girl and had used all of them to make her best friend cum countless times and now Marissa used them on her blackmailer.

The twirling of her tongue was a trick Alex had taught her during their first time and over the course of their short but passionate relationship Marissa like to believe she had perfected the art of tongue twirling. From the moans coming from Taylor it certainly sounded like she had.

At first the twirling was mostly at random intervals, Marissa twirling her tongue as she pushed it into Taylor's pussy a few times, then stopping altogether, then twirling her tongue as she was pulling it out of her, then twirling it on both the inward and outward thrusts, then going for a long time without a twirl, then a sudden series of them either on the inward or the outward thrust of her tongue, then a couple of thrusts with a always twirling tongue, and then Marissa repeated the process to her liking.

When she had been just thrusting her tongue in and out Marissa had paid close attention to Taylor's moans as she thrust, constantly changing the angles of which she pushed her tongue in and out, sliding against different parts of the other girl's inner walls to see what kind of reaction she would get. By doing this Marissa had found enough sweet spots inside Taylor's pussy that she was able to attack them at will when she began twirling her tongue around inside the other girl, sometimes hitting a couple of them, sometimes hitting one of them, and sometimes hitting all of them, all so she could drive Taylor crazy.

From the sounds Taylor was making and from the way she was writhing on the chair Marissa knew she was succeeding. It was quite a rush. Because of those photographs Taylor could make Marissa and Summer do whatever she wanted, but right now it was Marissa who was in control and it was Taylor who was helpless against Marissa and her skilled mouth and tongue.

As much as a rush as this was for Marissa it really couldn't compare to the rush Taylor was feeling. In fact a rush didn't even begin to describe what Taylor was feeling. It was beyond a rush, practically redefining Taylor's understanding of the word pleasure.

Taylor hadn't a lot of sexual experience. She had been with the couple of guys her own age which had left her mostly unsatisfied and one older guy, Dean Hess, who had definitely satisfied her but none of those experiences compared to what Marissa was doing to her. This could have more to do with Taylor's former lovers being less skilled than the girl currently between her legs than providing any kind of prove that she preferred girls, but right now Taylor really didn't care. She could obsess about her own sexuality later. For now Taylor just wanted to concentrate on the feelings Marissa's talented tongue were giving her.

Each little twirl of Marissa's tongue sent little sparks of sexual electricity from Taylor's pussy to her brain, making her body go numb and mind melt in ecstasy.

Marissa seemed to play Taylor's pussy like a musical instrument, bringing the seated girl to the very highest highs of pleasure as Marissa used that wicked tongue to stimulate all of Taylor's sensitive spots in quick succession before taking her back down again by ignoring those sweet spots only to attack them again once Taylor had calmed down.

As an effective this Taylor found herself being driven towards several orgasms, only to be denied by the girl who was supposed to be her bitch this weekend. Taylor had blackmailed Marissa and now that stuck up bitch had to do anything she wanted, which meant she should be in control, but she wasn't right now, and while it annoyed her the pleasure she was feeling from Marissa's tongue was so good she was having problems bringing herself to complain. Hell, Taylor was so overwhelmed with pleasure she was having problems speaking.

For a while Taylor had been verbally reasserting her dominance but her insults and gloatings had quickly dissolved into moans of 'so good, it feels so good' and 'more, please more' and then eventually Taylor was just moaning in incoherent jargon.

In a last small effort to show she was still the one in charge Taylor reached out and tangled her fingers into Marissa's hair, pulling the other girls face deeper into her pussy. As she did this Taylor began grinding herself against the kneeling girl, rubbing her cunt on Marissa's face which gave her more stimulation while making it harder for Marissa to tongue fuck her. This actually worked pretty well as Taylor was able to feel more dominant while giving herself more pleasure at the same time and better still Marissa soon adjusted to this new technique and angled her tongue just right so that she was able to continue to twirl it inside the other girl.

Because she was in such a horny state it didn't take long for Taylor to grind herself to the edge of her orgasm and whether Marissa decided to take pity on her or whether it would be too difficult to deny her climax again Taylor didn't know, but for whatever reason Marissa's tongue went into overdrive, hitting each and every sweet spot she had on both the inward and outward thrusts of her constantly twirling tongue.

After being so frustrated about not being allowed to orgasm for so long Taylor found herself trying to postpone the inevitable so she could enjoy this assault from Marissa's tongue but the feelings were all just so overwhelming and with a deafening scream she experienced one of the hardest orgasms of her life. It was so powerful Taylor was forced to stop grinding on Marissa's face as she felt her body go limp, all the energy being suddenly drained from her by the massive climax. Her mind became cloudy and then more explosions started happening, orgasms just as powerful as the last washing over her body one after the other with what felt like only seconds in between them. Taylor was vaguely aware of something entering her pussy but she was on such a high she didn't know or care what they were but was glad for the added pleasure they gave her which sent her to even higher heights of paradise.

Marissa had been looking forward to tasting Taylor's cum. She knew from experience if there was one thing tastier than a girl's pussy juice then it would be her cum. That had definitely been true for Alex, and it definitely was true for Summer, so Marissa was sure Taylor's cum was going to be just as yummy and she was right, she was so, so right. Taylor's cum was delicious and Marissa couldn't get enough of it. Once she had swallowed the first offering she used her tongue to get more, ruthlessly attacking Taylor's now extra sensitive sweet spots until the other girl gave her what she craved, another helping of girl cum only for Marissa's greedy tongue to demand more. Once her tongue finally began to grow tired Marissa reluctantly removed her mouth from Taylor's cunt for a little while, replacing it with two of her fingers as her mouth and tongue attacked the other girl's clit. Marissa bullied that clit and finger fucked Taylor to a couple more orgasms before shoving her tongue back into the other girl's pussy so she could help herself to some more of the delicious orgasm juice, the now almost deliriously cunt hungry Marissa pushing a finger past the tight ring of Taylor's ass hole and into her rectum so she could finger her back passage and squeeze yet more orgasms out of the other girl.

The feeling of her ass hole being invaded by Marissa's finger awoke Taylor from her pleasure filled daze long enough to reluctantly realise she had to end this wonderful pussy eating. Part of Taylor would have very much liked to lay back and just let Marissa eat her pussy for the rest of the night but as fantastic as that would have been Taylor had too many other things she wanted to do to her toys for her to just forsake her plans and if Taylor didn't stop this soon she would probably faint from pleasure.

So it was with a heavy heart Taylor pushed Marissa away from her pussy. Marissa wasn't eager to be pushed away and Taylor wasn't eager to push her away but with the right amount of willpower and pressure to Marissa's head the kneeling girl's mouth was forced to detach itself from Taylor's pussy lips and Marissa's tongue was forced from the place it had called home for a short but very enjoyable time.

Frowning angrily and trying to hide her disappointment Marissa looked up into Taylor's eyes, the other girl smiling wickedly.

"That was good, really good, but considering the misery you've caused me this doesn't make us even, not even close." Taylor said, standing up so she was towering over her toy and then offered it her hand, "Come with me toy, it's time for your long overdue punishment for being such a bitch to me."

Marissa scowled at Taylor but took the other girl's hand and allowed herself to be pulled up and guided over to the bed where Summer was still tied up.

"Ok, stand here and grab the bedposts." Taylor commanded as she positioned her toy at the foot of the bed, Marissa doing as she was told but not enough, "Reach higher, that's it, now stay in that position."

With that Taylor quickly skipped over to her cupboard of goodies, got out more rope and return to Marissa's side.

Despite the fact that she had been expecting this a feeling of dread washed over Marissa's body when Taylor reappeared with some rope and a wicked smile but she didn't stop her from tying her wrists tightly to the bedposts and then her ankles to the bed's legs, leaving her spread eagled and helpless. It wouldn't be long before Marissa regretted this decision. In fact she began to regret it a few seconds later when Taylor pushed a ball gag into her mouth and once it was securely tightened Taylor pushed another one into Summer's mouth which was very worrying. What could Taylor possibly have planned?

Returning to her cupboard Taylor looked at her large collection of toys and wondered which one she should use on her new toy Marissa Cooper.

Taylor had already decided that beating Marissa with her hand just wasn't going to be enough. That bitch had made her life miserable and Taylor wanted to make her suffer for it. The question was what should she do to give Marissa the punishment she so richly deserved?

Eager for revenge Taylor had spent hours surfing the Internet trying to find the most painful instrument of discipline but to her annoyance most of the information she had found stated that most of the best objects didn't necessarily hurt more or less than the others, just in different ways. As such Taylor had purchased several items and attempted testing them on herself and comparing that to what she had learned but had still struggled to be able to choose which was the worst. Even now she wasn't completely sure what to use and wished she had more experience with this type of thing but ultimately went with a rather scary looking cane, mostly because she liked the swishing sound it made when it moved.

Returning to Marissa's side with her cane in hand Taylor took a few moments to admire the sight of her long-time rival Marissa Cooper tied up and helpless before her, loving the fact that in her current position Marissa wouldn't even be able to see what was coming until it was too late, before gently pressing the tip of the cane to Marissa's backside.

Marissa flinched at the soft touch and became stiff as a board as Taylor slid the tip of the cane over her ass, the bound girl worried what Taylor was doing. She was right to be worried.

With a wicked smile on her face Taylor slid the tip of the cane all over Marissa's ass, teasing her toy for as long as she could stand it before she lifted her cane high in the air.

Marissa flinched again and Taylor waited until she had relaxed before bringing the cane down as hard as she could onto Marissa's ass.

Even though it was muffled by the gag Marissa's scream was ear piercing and it was quickly followed by another, and another, and another as Taylor began caning the other girl's butt.

After hating Marissa for so long hearing that bitch scream for her was music to Taylor's ears, each pitiful cry wonderfully satisfying on both an emotional and sexual level.

Taylor had dreamed for a long time about dominating and punishing other girls and with Summer and now Marissa she was able to confirm she got off on this type of thing. She knew that it was perverted, but she didn't care. It was just so much fun.

Watching Summer writhing underneath her as she spanked her had been so hot, and now watching Marissa squirming in her bonds was just as hot, if not hotter because Marissa was literally helpless against her. Taylor could do whatever she wanted to Marissa. She could get her revenge.

Taylor wasn't stupid, she knew Marissa hadn't done anything to her intentionally, but that almost made things worse. She had suffered because of Marissa, and Marissa didn't even care. Well Taylor would make her care. When Taylor was through with Marissa she would be sorry she had ever crossed Taylor Townsend.

Enraged Taylor increased the speed of the blows, causing Marissa to scream even louder into her gag which made Taylor cane her harder. Instead of giving Marissa time in between each strike to recover Taylor began to show no mercy whatsoever, brutal hit after brutal hit connecting with Marissa's backside with almost less than a second in between each blow. Where before Taylor's strikes had always been well spread out over Marissa's butt cheeks the angered girl began occasionally concentrating her attention on one pacific part of Marissa's ass, beating that unfortunate spot over, and over, and over again until it was a dark swollen red before finally varying her attack to all over the other girl's rear again. This concentrated assault always had Marissa screaming extra loudly into her gag which brought Taylor an extra amount of joy, the sadistic girl now hell bent in causing her former rival for social chair as much pain as possible.

Taylor would have been gratified to know that not only was she causing Marissa pain but she was making the poor girl re-evaluate her understanding of the word.

Growing up in a wealthy family Marissa had never had to deal with agony like this. She hadn't even been really aware that pain like this existed, or at least not physical pain. Marissa had experienced a lot of emotional pain over the last few years but even as agonising as that had been it couldn't compare to the hell she was experiencing now.

When the caning had began Marissa had desperately struggled to try and free herself from the rope restraining her. She wasn't totally sure what she would do if she succeeded, but she would do anything, struck any kind of deal she needed to if she could just put an end to this agony. But Taylor had tied the ropes too tight. No matter how hard she tried Marissa just couldn't get free. For a brief time after that she had tried to beg for mercy, but it was useless. Taylor couldn't hear her through the gag, and even if she could that bitch probably wouldn't stop. So Marissa did the only thing she could do, give up. She hung limply and prayed it would be over soon.

Her prayers went unanswered and the beating became even worse even to the point where Marissa found herself trying to somehow free herself again despite the fact she knew it was hopeless. Still she tried. She had too. But it was no use and all she could do was scream. Scream and cry.

Marissa hadn't wanted to cry. She had tried so hard not too, tried so hard not to give Taylor the satisfaction of reducing her to tears but when Taylor began concentrating her blows on pacific parts of her ass cheeks Marissa could no longer fight it. Tears began to run down her cheeks, clouding her vision as the whole world fell away and all that was left was the feeling of her ass being assaulted again, and again, and again by that bitch Taylor Townsend.

Once Marissa's ass was covered in shades of dark red Taylor finally stopped and took a few moments to admire her handiwork, the sight of the high and mighty Marissa Cooper's ass looking completely brutalised by her cane bringing Taylor great satisfaction.

After a little gloating Taylor walked around and smiled again when she saw Marissa's tear stained face, mascara running down her cheeks as she continued to whimper pathetically.

Taylor gave Marissa a wicked smile, showed her the cane she had been beating her with and then pressed the tip of it to Marissa's breasts.

There was a moment of silence and then Marissa began frantically shaking her head, mumbled protests incoherently coming from the gag as Taylor slid her cane around Marissa's exposed and vulnerable tits.

Taylor enjoyed Marissa begging for mercy for a few long moments, stretching out the anticipation of the first hit until her patience ran out and as quick as a flash pulled her cane back only to bring it down hard upon Marissa's right breast.

Marissa screamed into the gag at the pain, and continue to do so as Taylor began caning her tits with the same cold brutality she had used to assault her ass.

From the position she was in Taylor had to put one knee on the bed and she had to lean to the side slightly to get a proper angle but it was totally worth it, not only to be able to cane Marissa's breasts but to be able to look into the bitch's face as she did it. They weren't quite face to face, Taylor was a little too off to the side for that, but Taylor could see the pain and anger in Marissa's eyes as she caned her, she could see the look of agony and anguish on her face, and she could see those pretty titties turn pink under the gentle kiss of the cane. In Taylor's mind this was the perfect view of this stage of this torment she had planned for this bitch.

This was actually better than when Taylor had been caning Marissa's ass because while she got to enjoy watching the other girl squirm for her and her butt changing colour under her cane now she got both of those things as well as watching Marissa's face while she beat her.

Taylor's eyes continuously switched between the look on Marissa's face and the state of her breasts, both of which began to change as the caning continued. First Marissa's tits change to a light pink colour, then a darker pink, then a light red, and then finally a dark swollen red. As this happened Marissa's face changed from anger, to sorrow, to pleading, to anguish, and finally to acceptance.

Eventually Marissa lowered her head in defeat and began sobbing uncontrollably as the caning became even more violent. Marissa had been crying practically throughout but as the assault continued her cries grew louder to the point where she lowered her head and began wailing like a two-year-old. It was pathetic. Marissa Cooper was pathetic. Taylor had made Marissa Cooper pathetic. She had done this to her, and she loved it.

Marissa didn't think there could have been anything worse than having her ass caned but she was wrong. Her ass wasn't as sensitive as her little tits and the pain was much greater, her chest feeling as if it was on fire from the constant assault.

If that wasn't enough she got to watch Taylor gloating over every stab of pain she gave her, that evil girl's grinned seeming to grow wider with every strike.

Marissa had never intended to hurt Taylor in anyway. The girl was barely a blip on her radar. An annoyance she only had to occasionally deal with but other than that she barely even noticed her. But Marissa was definitely noticing Taylor now. She was noticing how Taylor had taken such a small thing and used it as an excuse to do this to her and her best friend. Sex was one thing, sex she could definitely handle, but this, this was inhuman. And how screwed up was Taylor that she not only did this to another human being but actually smiled while doing it. What was really disturbing was that the girl was smiling so widely that she seemed to be actually getting off on this, getting off at causing someone else pain for such a trivial reason. It was sick. It was sick, and disgusting, and Marissa sweared Taylor would pay. She didn't know how but Taylor would pay.

Taylor may have been barely a blip on Marissa's radar before, and maybe Taylor hated that fact, but she was more than just a blip now and Marissa was going to make sure Taylor was going to regret it.

Or at least that's what Marissa wanted to believe.

The truth was as long as Taylor had those photographs of herself and Summer making out the evil bitch owned her. There was nothing she could do, no way out of it. Taylor owned her for the next couple of days and Marissa didn't know whether she could last the next couple of minutes. The agony was overwhelming and Marissa didn't know how much more she could take.

Lowering her head so she wouldn't have to look at Taylor's grinning face any more Marissa tried to pretend that she was anywhere else but here. It didn't work. When she lowered her head things only got worse, Taylor savagely beating her tits until she was unable to stop herself from crying hysterically.

Just when Marissa thought the assault on her tits was going to last forever it finally stopped. She was grateful for a few seconds, then she felt the cane slid downwards until it was resting against her slit. Then Marissa screamed louder than ever before, her desperate cries for mercy muffled by the gag still firmly in her mouth.

To Marissa's horror Taylor smiled the most evil smile she had ever seen before, raised her cane and brought it down hard on her cunt.

Even with the gag the scream that came out of Marissa's mouth could probably be heard for miles, or at least that's how Taylor imagined it. She actually got a kick out of thinking about each and every person on her street hearing the cries of Marissa Cooper as she got her pussy caned by Taylor Townsend. Taylor also got a kick out of thinking that those same people would hear the deafening cries as they poured out of Marissa's mouth with every strike she began to give to the other girl's poor little pussy, part of Taylor even wanting someone to call the police so everybody would find out what was going on here. Taylor's squeaky clean reputation was extremely important to her and she would do just about anything not to jeopardise it, but it would be almost worth it for people to know she got to do this to Marissa Cooper. Still, Taylor was grateful when after half a dozen brutal hits Marissa finally gave up screaming and just limply hung there, crying like a hysterical infant as her cunt continued to be brutalised.

It was a beautiful sight. Taylor honestly wasn't sure what she enjoyed looking at more, Marissa's tear stained face as it twisted in agony from the blows or her cute little cunt which was quickly becoming red and swollen from the strikes with the cane. Occasionally Taylor's gaze shifted to Marissa's freshly beaten titties which were also looking nicely red and pretty but mostly she was looking at her face and pussy.

Taylor was quite impressed with the abuse that pussy took, not that she was leaving it much choice. Still, she had half expected it to start bleeding by now but she was kind of happy it wasn't. Taylor wanted to eat Marissa's pussy after she was finally done caning her, partly to show her little toy she wasn't without compassion and partly because she liked the idea of eating Marissa Cooper's pussy. It would be definitely something for her to feel proud of, and this was a very proud day for Taylor Townsend. Marissa's pussy still looked scrumptious, even more so now it was a little red and puffy from being beaten, although Taylor would have to be careful not to cane Marissa's cunt for too long or it would become inedible. Taylor was enjoying causing Marissa pain so she decided to continue the caning for a little bit longer, but not for too much longer.

Marissa wished the caning of her wouldn't last another second longer. She desperately wanted it to end now and she was willing to give Taylor anything she wanted if she would just stop. The proud and angry Marissa that had been awoken during the breast beating was broken and gone, in her place crying and helpless Marissa prayed for an end to this torture.

This was far worse than anything Marissa had ever experienced before. Worse than the tit caning, worse than the butt bashing, worse than any heartache, worse than any other physical or mental pain she had ever known. Her cunt was a blazing fire of pain, her most private and sensitive of areas being abused by a sadistic, hate filled girl who not only delighted in her torment, but seemed to get off on it.

Knowing Taylor was enjoying this was actually the worst part of it, because in her current position there was nothing Marissa could do to stop this and if she wanted too Taylor could spend the rest of the night attacking her cunt until her womanhood was ruined.

The sudden realisation that Taylor could possibly damage her pussy beyond any repair terrified Marissa to her very core, but she didn't have the energy to protest any more and she just hung there crying, fearing almost for her life itself until Taylor finally stopped beating her.

She was left there to cry for a little while before her head was pulled up and she was forced to look into Taylor's eyes.

For a moment Taylor just stared into her eyes, and then the sadistic girl smiled, "In a second I'm going to remove your gag. When I do that you're going to apologise for being such a bitch to me, or we're going to do this all over again, do you understand?"

Marissa nodded meekly, her gag being removed shortly after so she could speak, "I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you."

"Good girl, but from now on I want you to always refer to me as Mistress Taylor or I'm going to have to punish you like this again, understand?" Taylor asked.

"Yes Mistress Taylor, I'm sorry Mistress Taylor." Marissa whimpered.

"Better, now I want you to promise me that you'll remember what I just did to you next time you want to cross me!" Taylor said.

"Yes Mistress Taylor, I promise Mistress Taylor." Marissa sniffed.

"Good, now promise to be a good little toy for me and do what ever I say." Taylor demanded.

"Yes Mistress Taylor, I promise Mistress Taylor." Marissa replied.

"You promise what?" Taylor questioned.

"I promise to be a good little toy for you and do whatever you say Mistress Taylor." Marissa said submissively.

"Right answer, but to prove you mean it you're going to take another 100 hits and NOT COMPLAIN, right?" Taylor questioned, putting emphasis on 'not complain' when she saw her toy open her mouth.

"No Mistress Taylor, I... I won't complain." Marissa whimpered.

"Right again, now seeing as how you've been so good I'm going to give you the chance to choose were I cane you. You're choices are ass, tits, or pussy, but if you don't decide in the next 10 seconds, I'm going to choose for you." Taylor threatened.

Marissa thought carefully about which had been the least painful and then quickly replied, "My ass. Please Mistress Taylor, cane my ass."

Taylor smiled, got up and moved round behind her toy, "Your ass it is. Now I want you to count and thank me for each strike, and remember to keep calling me Mistress Taylor, ok?"

"Yes Mistress Taylor... owww... one... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... two... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... three... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... four... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... five... thank you Mistress Taylor..."

The added thrill of having Marissa count and thank her was a big turn on for Taylor. It made her feel even more powerful than just simply caning the bitch, because not only was she beating her but she was making Marissa humiliate herself by actually thanking her for the beating.

It was also a total turn on to hear how weak and broken Marissa sounded. There had to be little or no fight left in the girl, making the caning a tremendous success. With no fight left in Marissa she would become completely lost in the role of Taylor's submissive little lesbian sex toy, hopefully to the point where it was no longer a role and it would be exactly what Marissa was.

Whether it was because she was happy with the success of the caning or whether the act had left her tired or a combination of the two Taylor decided to finally show some mercy, giving Marissa plenty of time between each blow to talk and occasionally even to rest. The blows themselves were significantly weaker than their predecessors, but then again they didn't need to be as strong as the hits that came before. The damage to Marissa's ass had already been done to the point where even these weak hits must have hurt like hell, so why should Taylor waste energy with strong hits when weak hits seemed to be doing just as well? Also Taylor had shown Marissa what would happen to her if she was disobedient, and from Marissa's reactions Taylor could tell that this little toy wasn't going to be disobedient any time soon.

"Owww... forty eight... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... forty nine... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... fifty... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... fifty one... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... fifty two... thank you Mistress Taylor..."

Fresh tears ran down Marissa's cheeks as she redefined another word, humiliation. She couldn't believe what Taylor was putting her through. Not only did she have to count each strike but to actually have to thank that bitch for each one of them, it was so embarrassing. Marissa's only comfort was that only two people were here to witness her debasement and one of them was her best friend who was no doubt feeling the same sympathy for her that Marissa had felt for her friend when it had been her who had been humiliated. The other person was of course Taylor and Marissa knew that sadistic bitch was getting off on her humiliation but that was hardly surprising given everything that happened so far.

Wanting to take her mind off her humiliation Marissa actually tried to focus on the beating, comparing this caning to the last. It was weird that the blows weren't as rough and there was a lot of time in between each one but Marissa just figured Taylor was tired and wanted to savour her debasement. What really got Marissa's attention was how these weaker hits seemed just as bad as the stronger ones given the fact that her already beaten ass was practically throbbing with pain already, the additional blows only adding fuel to the fire of her agony.

As the caning continued Marissa swore to herself she would do whatever it took to avoid this fate again, that no matter what sick and perverted things Taylor had planned she would find a way to do them because nothing could be worse than this.

"Owww... ninety six... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... ninety seven... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... ninety eight... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... ninety nine... thank you Mistress Taylor... owww... one hundred... thank you Mistress Taylor."

When she was finally done Taylor took a few moments to enjoy the sight of the once proud Marissa Cooper's beaten and broken body as it hung limply from its restraints, pathetic whimpering sounds increasing to fall from it until the bitch began crying again.

Taylor felt a great sense of happiness and pride for reducing her once hated rival to this pitiful mess, but if she wanted to really break Marissa then it was going to take more than just dominating her physically, she was going to need to dominate her sexually.

Marissa didn't seem to be in the mood for kinky fun right now, but Taylor was confident she could change her mind.

Walking back to her cupboard of goodies Taylor pulled out a special massage cream she had gotten specifically with this in mind, walked back to Marissa, spread some on her hands and began gently massaging the slippery liquid into the beaten girl's ass.

Fearing more punishment Marissa flinched when she felt something touch her ass and then gritted her teeth in pain as Taylor began massaging her butt. After the assault it had received even these gentle touches hurt, but as they continued and the cream was massaged into her skin the pain slowly began to fade away until eventually it actually felt kind of nice. Her boobs and pussy were aching so much it was impossible for Marissa to really enjoy it, but it still felt nice. Better than nice even.

Just as the massage was beginning to feel good Taylor removed her hands from Marissa's ass, causing Marissa to cry out in frustration for a moment, only for her to cry out in a mixture of pain and joy as Taylor moved round, reached over and began massaging her breasts. The touch hurt because of how sore her tits were however Marissa could feel the cream in Taylor's hands immediately starting to massage her pain away, the agony she had once felt in her chest fading faster than it had in her butt until it was nothing more than a distant memory.

There was an evil grin on Taylor's face but Marissa didn't care. Let the evil bitch pull any face she wanted as long as she kept massaging away her pain. Although at this point there was no pain, at least not in that area, and Taylor's touch wasn't taking anything away, it was just bringing her more and more pleasure.

Too mentally and physically weak to stop herself Marissa moaned loudly as Taylor skilfully massaged her breasts, making sure to pay a lot of attention to her now rock hard nipples, tweaking them every so often to get an extra loud moan from the bound girl. It felt so good Marissa almost completely forgot about the ache in her cunt, even that seeming to dull under Taylor's talented touch.

All too soon those magical hands were removed from her tits and Marissa moaned in protest again. If she had been a little less mentally and physically exhausted maybe she would have realised where at least one of those hands was headed, then she certainly wouldn't have been complaining, and she certainly didn't when Taylor's freshly cream coated right hand slid against her sore pussy.

Not only did Marissa cry out but she thrust her hips forwards as much as she could, which wasn't much but it was enough to rub herself gently against that soft, cream filled hand. There was still pain but after only a minimum of rubbing it quickly began to fade and then vanished, leaving only pure pleasure in its place.

For a while it was wonderful, Marissa smiling in delirious happiness as she got to experience pleasure again after so much pain, but the delirious happiness didn't last. Soon Marissa wanted more. She needed more. She deserved more. After so much suffering she deserved to cum and as wonderful as it felt this gentle rubbing of her pussy lips just wasn't enough.

In an attempt to get more Marissa began frantically humping Taylor's hand, trying to rub herself just right against it so it would stimulate her clit, but Taylor cruelly moved her hand along with Marissa making sure she got the bare minimum of friction.

Looking up into Taylor's grinning face Marissa felt fresh tears fill her eyes as she realised that this was just another form of torture, that Taylor would probably spend hours teasing her cunt like this only to deny her the orgasm she already felt she desperately needed and there was nothing she could do, nothing she could say which would make Taylor give her what she needed.

Just as Marissa felt herself about to cry again Taylor gave her an unexpected out.

"Beg me." Taylor said bluntly, "Beg me to fuck you. Beg your Mistress Taylor to fuck you with her fingers."

After hearing Taylor make this same request to Summer moments ago Marissa knew what Taylor wanted and even though it meant humiliating herself she was far too horny to do anything but give in.

"Fuck me, please fuck me. Please fuck me Mistress Taylor." Marissa pleaded shamelessly, "I'm begging you to fuck me Mistress Taylor. Your toy is begging you to fuck her. Please Mistress Taylor, I need to be fucked. Your toy needs to be fucked."

Taylor smiled widely, happy not only that Marissa had begged with only a moments pause as resistance but that she had referred to herself as her toy. It had been a fight to make Summer referred to herself as that but with Marissa it was easy. Whether it was because Taylor had made Marissa suffer more than Summer or hearing her make Summer call herself her toy or Marissa was simply weaker than her friend it didn't matter, all that mattered was that Marissa had taken a big step in her training. Soon she would be happy to think of herself as Taylor's toy.

After enjoying this moment of triumph for a brief while Taylor thrust two fingers into Marissa's pussy, those fingers easily sliding through the hot wet hole like a knife through butter until they were in all the way up to the knuckles.

This forceful invasion of her pussy had Marissa moaning loudly, and she continued to moan as those fingers began pumping lazily in and out of her horny honey hole sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.

For a long time Taylor just admired the beautiful sight before her, a smile glued to her face the whole time as she finger fucked her new toy Marissa Cooper.

Almost Taylor's entire school life Marissa Cooper had been queen bee, alpha female, leader of the pack, the most popular girl in what felt like the whole state, if not the whole country. It was like she was untouchable. Well, Marissa didn't look so high and mighty now. She wasn't surrounded by guys and girls giving her their undivided attention, she was writhing on Taylor's fingers, desperately trying to move her hips to increase the power of the finger fucking, the whole time moaning and squirming like a bitch in heat.

It made Taylor feel so powerful to be able to do this to someone like Marissa, to reduce her to a moaning, writhing mess, desperate for her attention.

Even though she wasn't saying anything every part of Marissa's body seemed to be begging Taylor to pound her pussy as hard as she could but Taylor had no interest in giving Marissa what she wanted. Taylor was having far too much fun teasing the bitch, thrusting her fingers slowly in and out of her, making sure no matter how hard she tried to hump her she would never get too much friction, every so often curling her fingers inside her or speeding up her thrust slightly or using her thumb to rub her clit to get Marissa's hopes up before going back to the same slow pace as before.

As the finger fucking continued Marissa's moans of pleasure melted into whimpers of need, every fibre of her being seeming to plead Taylor for more till finally Marissa's mouth opened, obviously ready to beg for the hard pussy pounding she desperately needed.

Before she got the chance Taylor captured Marissa's lips with her own and shoved her tongue down the other girl's throat.

There was a brief moment of hesitation and then to the surprise of both girls Marissa began kissing back passionately, their tongues battling furiously as the slow fucking continued.

Taylor didn't know why Marissa was so eager but she was glad she was responding. Kissing was always more fun when the other person kissed back.

After what Taylor had done to her Marissa knew she shouldn't be so eager but she couldn't help it. She was just so horny kissing Taylor back just seemed like the right thing to do, and besides, maybe if she was lucky the kiss would make the other girl finally give her the extra stimulation she needed for a long overdue climax.

Marissa didn't live in such naiveté for long as Taylor continued torturing her with her wicked fingers no matter how hard she kissed the other girl back, the odd contrast of the rough kiss and the gentle fingering seeming to go on forever until finally something changed. Unfortunately it wasn't the finger fucking, it was the kiss which Taylor broke in favour of going after Marissa's neck. At first this was great, Marissa happily moaning at this new sensation but the thrill of the new soon faded away and Marissa was just left with the new type of teasing torment. Marissa opened her mouth to complain but as if she could sense what she was about to do Taylor suddenly lifted her head up and captured her lips in another kiss, drowning out her protests.

When Taylor broke the kiss again she slid her lips down Marissa's neck but instead of staying there she continued down to her breasts, covering them in soft pecks before taking one of her nipples into her mouth. A extra large moan escaped from Marissa's mouth as Taylor's lips closed around her nipple, the other girl sucking on her extremely aroused flesh before gently circling it with her tongue and then sucking it again. After this process had been repeated a few times Taylor switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment and then moved back and forth in between the two nipples, making sure to give the soft flesh surrounding them a few gentle pecks before taking a nipple into her mouth.

This torture continued for what felt like hours, Marissa trying over and over again to beg for a harder fingering but every time she opened her mouth Taylor would cover it with her own and when she was delirious with pleasure again Taylor would break away and go after her neck and tits until Marissa tried to speak with the same result.

Eventually Marissa gave up and just hung limply as Taylor had her way with her, resigning herself to an entire night of endless teasing and torture. Luckily for Marissa she didn't have to spend the entire night unsatisfied, although it felt like it, and through her delirium Marissa heard Taylor's voice offering her hope.

"Beg for my tongue." Taylor commanded.

Marissa's face lighted up at these words, the idea that all she'd have to do is beg and Taylor would finally make her cum filling her with joy. She would say anything if it meant she could cum right now.

"Please fuck me with your tongue! Please, please, please, please, please fuck me with your tongue Mistress Taylor!" Marissa pleaded shamelessly, "I'm begging you to fuck me with your tongue Mistress Taylor. Please slide your tongue inside me and fuck my pussy. My pussy needs your tongue, please give my pussy your tongue Mistress Taylor. Please, I need it so bad! I need your tongue in my pussy Mistress Taylor. Your toy needs your tongue in her pussy Mistress Taylor. Please put your tongue in my pussy Mistress Taylor. Please put your tongue in my pussy and fuck me with it. Please tongue fuck me Mistress Taylor. Please tongue fuck your toy."

Taylor smiled at this response, removed her fingers from Marissa's cunt, kneeled behind her toy and buried her tongue as deep into the other girl's pussy as it would go.

When the tongue entered her Marissa let out a deafening scream, drowning out the moan from Taylor as the sweet flavour of pussy cream hit the kneeling girl's taste buds.

Even though she had been dreaming about eating pussy for a long time now Taylor had only tasted one cunt and her own pussy had been receiving one hell of a tongue lashing at the time so she had still been slightly nervous that she wouldn't like the taste. After sampling Summer's scrumptious little snatch Taylor thought it would be impossible for her not to like pussy that there had been a slight little doubt in her mind, the little doubt which was completely destroyed when she got her first taste of Marissa's pussy juice.

It tasted so good. Like Summer's. Slightly different, but still so, so good.

After her first taste Taylor soon found herself craving more and she eagerly went after it by using all the little trick she had learned from her research, the same ones she had used to make Summer cum in her mouth over, and over, and over again.

For starters Taylor glued her mouth around Marissa's pussy lips in a tight seal to make sure none of her sweet juices would escape and then began sliding her tongue in and out of her, tongue fucking the other girl at a slow but steady pace. Taylor smiled into Marissa's pussy as she heard the tall girl moaning in frustration at the slow pace, but those frustrated moans soon turned to moans of joy as Taylor quickly began increasing the speed of her thrusting, pounding Marissa's pussy with her tongue.

As far as Taylor was concerned the time for slow and gentle teasing was over. Taylor had already got what she wanted from it, Marissa begging for her, just like she had made Summer beg, and she was far too horny for slow and gentle anyway. She wanted to fuck Marissa hard and get as much of her delicious cunt cream out of her as possible, which was exactly what she did.

At first Marissa's cream slid over her tongue and directly down her throat without her even needing to swallow but as she increased the speed Taylor was forced to pause to take a big gulp of pussy juice so her mouth didn't overflow. The first few times she had to do this Taylor didn't like it, but when she heard the moans of frustration coming from Marissa she quickly changed her mind. Even now she was giving Marissa pleasure Taylor delighted in torturing her rival, even if it was something so small as denying her the pleasure of her tongue for a few seconds. Soon Taylor began randomly slowing down her tongue thrusting or even just stopping altogether just to get an extra moan of frustration out of Marissa before going right back to tongue fucking her as hard as she could, enjoying the complete control she had over the once high and mighty Marissa Cooper.

Marissa curst Taylor's name nearly every time that little bitch stopped tongue fucking her pussy. She could understand the girl stopping to concentrate on sucking her pussy, and whenever that happened Marissa happily moaned in appreciation, but it soon became clear that even after everything Taylor had put her through the skank was still determined to make her suffer. She was doing a good job of it too.

Considering she was already close to cumming thanks to Taylor's touch it didn't take long for Marissa to be on the edge of an orgasm, but just as she was about to go over the edge Taylor slowed down her tongue, denying Marissa that desperately needed climax. Marissa cried out in protest but it was too late, the lack of stimulation caused her body to come down and no matter how much she tried she couldn't force herself to cum. When Taylor's tongue started fucking her hard again it quickly brought her back to the edge only for her to be denied again. This happened over, and over, and over, Taylor seeming to rejoice in Marissa's pain, which given everything that had happened was probably true and Marissa hated her for it but there was nothing she could do.

Once again Marissa was helpless to do anything but let Taylor have her way with her, the evil bitch somehow finding a way to make even something as pleasurable as having her pussy licked out feel like agony.

It got even worse when Taylor began twirling her tongue inside her, attacking all of her sweet spots viciously and bringing her to the brink of climax in seconds only to deny her for what felt like the millionth time. It felt so wonderful and yet horrible at the same time Marissa began to cry again, literally brought to tears from being denied an orgasm.

Luckily for the teary eyed girl Taylor was finally ready to give Marissa her orgasm, not because she was tired of eating her pussy, in fact Taylor could have probably been happy to spend the rest of the night going down on Marissa, but she was hungry for more than just pussy juice. As heavenly as Marissa's cunt cream tasted Taylor remembered thinking there couldn't possibly be anything tastier than Summer's cunt cream and then she had been proved wrong when Summer had filled her mouth with her cum. Summer's cum had been the most delicious thing Taylor had ever tasted, even better than Summer's pussy juice, which made Taylor wonder if Marissa's cum would taste better than her pussy juice. She had been wondering that for a long time now and she was more than ready to find out.

So Taylor began twirling her tongue around inside Marissa's pussy again, only this time instead of slowing down at the last second she sped up even faster, jack hammering her twirling tongue in and out of Marissa as hard as she could.

After so much torturous teasing Marissa hadn't been expecting Taylor to let her cum so she was completely unprepared for the huge climax that hit her almost immediately after Taylor's tongue went into overdrive. When it hit Marissa screamed the loudest scream of the night so far, and considering the previous screams that was really saying something but it was true. This scream made Marissa's voice box ache, and it only got worse as that twirling tongue forced orgasm, after orgasm, after orgasm from her, her eyes rolling and her body going numb as each new climax seemed stronger than the last. Finally she felt Taylor's mouth leave her cunt only to be replaced by two fingers while her mouth glued itself to her clit. The orgasm Marissa received after that knocked her into a vegetable like state where she felt nothing but endless explosions of pleasure.

Taylor sucked hard on Marissa's clit as she finger fucked the other girl to a couple more climaxes before eagerly moving her mouth back down to taste that sweet cum again. Just like with Summer before her Marissa's cum tasted even better than her pussy juice and Taylor almost became completely lost in swallowing as much of it as possible, hating that a lack of experience meant some of it ended up covering her face along with some pussy juice which had also escaped for the same reason. As she felt some of Marissa's cum covering her face Taylor swore she would make pussy part of her regular diet and go down on as many girls as she could, as often as she could, so she could learn not to let any of this precious liquid go anywhere but straight down her throat. For now she just concentrated on squeezing as much girly cum from Marissa as possible, occasionally using her fingers to squeeze an extra climax or two from the bound girl but mostly just sticking with her tongue.

Not enjoying taking her mouth away from Marissa's creamy cunt even for a second Taylor decided to finger fuck Marissa another way and pressed a finger covered in cream to Marissa's back door. With enough force Taylor was able to push her finger through the tight ring of Marissa's ass hole and began gently butt fucking the other girl with it, squeezing yet more climaxes from the bound girl.

Eventually when her mouth and tongue were so sore they physically hurt Taylor finally pulled herself away from Marissa's pussy and stood up expecting to look into the eyes of a grateful little toy. Instead she found herself looking at the limp body of an unconscious toy.

Taylor couldn't help but smile at this, after all less than an hour ago she had been worried she wouldn't be good at eating pussy. Apparently she was a born rug muncher.

Practically skipping over to her cupboard Taylor grabbed a couple more toys for her toys and then headed back to them.

Taylor went to Summer first, smiling at the girl who looked up at her with a mixture of anger and lust on her face. She then leaned down and began gently sucking on Summer's nipples, causing the bound girl to moan and squirm in her restraints. It only took a few seconds for those nipples to become fully erect again and when they were Taylor quickly attached a pair of clamps to those pretty nipples, causing Summer to cry out in anguish. Taylor then lifted Summer's ass so she could strap a harness around Summer's waist which left a little buzzing vibrator over her clit and then turned the vibrator up to full power, leaving the poor girl a moaning, writhing mess.

After that Taylor went to Marissa, placed her gag back in her mouth and did the same thing to her that she did to Summer. Marissa was much less responsive to the nipple sucking, nipple clamping and clit vibrator harness attaching, but she did finally get a weak moan from the girl when she cranked the vibrator on her clit up to full blast.

Taylor then stood back and admired her handiwork, her two little toys squirming in pleasure in their ropes and moaning into their gags.

"Ok, that was a fun start, but I'm feeling kind of hungry and I'm not really that good at cooking so I'm going to go out to grab a quick bite. You guys be good and don't go anywhere." Taylor said, picking up a change of clothes on her way out and trying not to laugh, "Oh, don't worry toys, your Mistress Taylor will be thinking of you, just like I'm sure you'll be thinking of her, and the fun we'll have when I get back."
With that Taylor shut and locked the door behind her, trapping her tied up toys in her room with only the vibrators on their clits and thoughts of what was to come to keep them company.
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