I won't describe in detail what happened the rest of the night. Brittany used me until she was too exhausted to move. She unlocked the restraints and fell asleep next to me. While she slept I grabbed a few things that I knew I didn't want to be without. Luckily my bag from the business trip was still by the door. I grabbed it on my way out and rented a room at a hotel across town. I didn't talk to Brittany for a week afterwards. She called me everyday leaving apologetic voice mails and texts. When I did call her I explained that we could not be together after what she did and that I would be sending movers to gather the rest of my belongings. She begged me to stay with her, to help her. I told her I couldn't. She begged me to not tell anyone. I told her I was so humiliated that I couldn't tell anyone.
She told me that she would start packing my things for me and that if I wanted I could pick up boxes while she was at work so I didn't have to see her or pay for movers. Over the next few months I picked up a few boxes at a time without seeing her. Only once did I see her coming home from work as I was leaving. It was only briefly and Brit didn't seem to have the same anger and lust in her eyes as before.
Last Friday I went to pick up a few boxes during my lunch break. I thought she would be gone, but when I let myself in, she and a girlfriend of hers from college were sitting on the sofa together. I wasn't surprised to see Carly there and I wasn't surprised to see that they were a little disheveled and red.
"Hi, Carly, Britta. Sorry for interrupting." I said pausing in the doorway.
"Hi, Mel." they called back in unison.
"No problem, Mel. This isn't the first time you've caught us." Carly giggled. I knew Carly and Britta had hooked up a lot in college and when I was away on trips. It had been a few years since they had hooked up as far as I knew. They never told me when they would be seeing each other and I think they enjoyed having me walk in on them in the act. I never joined them because Carly wasn't into guys.
"I'm here to pick up some things. I can come back later." Any other time they would have stopped and had drinks with me while we chatted or they would have continued fooling around and left me to my evening routine. It was a little awkward for me now that Britta and I split up.
"Mel, don't worry about it. I'll help you if you need. We're still friends right?" Carly asked.
Carly followed me into the bedroom where all of my things were neatly packed and labeled against the wall. I scanned the boxes to see what I wanted to take next. While I was looking, Carly stood beside me and put her hand on my back.
"I hope you're ok. You two have been together a long time. I know this is hard for her." she told me.
Britta walked into the room and before I could react they were both on me, pulling me to the ground. While I wrestled to get away I could see the bulge in Carly's yoga pants and could feel the bulge in Britta's shorts. They got the restraints on my wrists and legs and left me on the floor.
"I told Carly what happened with my clit when I took the supplements. After you left she had to see for herself and I had to have some relief. She started taking them too. I told her what I did to you one night after she and I had been talking. It was such a turn on for both of us that we have been planning this for a few days." Britta informed me.
"I was raped before, Mel, so I know how humiliating it is. I've wanted to get revenge on men ever since. I guess this is my chance."
Carly was pulling down her yoga pants while she talked. Britta was watching and had her hands in her shorts. I could smell Carly's pussy as her pants came off and I could see her crotch was wet in anticipation. She had definitely been taking the supplements. Her clit was a hard, pink, sticky shaft that was at least 8 inches long and was so thick and full it looked painful. She stood over me, her pussy almost dripping. Britta pulled me to my knees and Carly moved closer.
"Open your mouth, baby. Take me in your mouth." Carly suggested. Britta pulled my hair from behind me and reminded me that she knew how to get my mouth open if I didn't comply. Carly moved closer. I could smell her musky, wet pussy. She ran her clit over my mouth like an over sized stick of lipstick. Britta pulled my hair again my head snapped back into her crotch. I opened my mouth and Carly pressed her enraged clit past my lips. Carly was driving into the back of my mouth and making the back of my head bounce against Britta's hard tool. I was trying to keep the top of my throat closed so she couldn't deep throat me and cut off my breath. I was pinned between their bodies with the smell of sweat and vagina suffocating me. They were kissing each other and holding my head in place for Carly's pleasure. Carly knew I was trying to keep her out of my throat and was making slow sport of breaking through.
I started gagging when I finally couldn't keep her out anymore. Britta told me I sounded like a good whore while I gagged and coughed. She quickly got out of her shorts and they traded places. Britta's clit had gotten larger since the first time she raped me. It wasn't as thick as Carly's but it was at least 10 inches now. It was 10 inches that she was determined to force down my throat. I was pinned between their bodies again while they made out above me.
"I somehow love the sound of gagging now." Carly said listening to my assault. "Make me gag like that, Brit." she cooed. Carly got on her knees next to me and I was grateful when she pulled Britta's tool from my mouth and took it into her own. Britta went back and forth between fucking Carly's mouth and fucking mine.
