Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Brie Larson or Elizabeth Olsen or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Brie Larson was currently at a wrap party for Avengers Endgame. Her time on the project hadn't been that long compared to the main cast, but it had still been quite the overwhelming experience considering the amount of people involved, the special-effects, and a particular run in with a particular co-star which she'd rather forget, but she just couldn't.
Not when it felt like her ass would never truly recover from it, poor Brie walking funny even weeks after the initial incident, and she was still trying to avoid sitting down whenever possible. Why? Because she had been anally violated by another woman. And it was tiny little Elizabeth Olson at that, who had the audacity to give her knowing smiles throughout the night, and whenever they saw each other after that incident.
Eventually Brie excused herself to the upstairs bathroom, and almost immediately she pulled her pants and panties down so she could get a good look at her ass. She even spread the cheeks, half expecting to see lingering damage, but there was none. Hell, it looked like nothing bad had ever happened to that hole.
But it had, and in that position Brie was bombarded with exactly what happened in vivid detail. Which was a horrible position to be discovered in, but that was exactly what happened. Brie had been sure she had locked that door, but apparently not, as it opened wide to reveal the last person she wanted to see right now, namely the person who had taken her back door cherry, that bitch Elizabeth Olson.
"Nice and ready for me, I see?" Elizabeth grinned wickedly, quickly closing and locking the door behind her, "Mmmmmmm, I love it when my bitches go from challenging to complete butt sluts in just one ass fucking. Admittedly, I didn't think you be one of them, but I can definitely roll with that. Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssss, I definitely can, if it means destroying your tight little ass again."
"I'm not..." Brie started out way too loudly, considering all the people that were at this party, so she quickly lowered her voice and insisted, "I'm not a butt slut, and I'm definitely not anyone's bitch."
"But you were, are, and now always will be mine." Elizabeth insisted, closing the distance between them, and then pointing in the mirror, "Just look at yourself? Look! There, doesn't that look good? Isn't that the perfect position for you? Bent over, and just waiting for your top to fuck your slutty little butt, like the bottom you are?"
"I'm... I'm not..." Brie stammered.
"Not what?" Elizabeth pushed, "Not a bottom? Not a butt slut? Not my anal loving bitch?"
"Yes." Brie said softly, although not even she was convinced.
"Then why haven't you moved?" Elizabeth asked softly, with another wicked smile.
It was a very good question, and sadly there was no good answer to it. Or at least, no good answer for Brie. Certainly none that she liked. Just as she couldn't think of a good answer for why she didn't then immediately do what she should've done this second she heard the door open, namely pull up her pants, straighten herself up, and re-establish herself as the top she still identified as being. As the boss.
Unfortunately, instead of that, she found herself still frozen to the spot, even as Elizabeth took a menacing looking strap-on dildo out of her hand-bag, attached it around her waist, and then covered it with lube, which was thankfully also in the bag. Oh God, she was actually grateful that the other woman had bought lube? And was now using it on her cock? The one she was going to butt fuck her with? Again! Fuck, what was happening to her?
Unfortunately again there was no good answer to that, but thankfully Elizabeth did at least take some pity on her. It wasn't much, especially considering she spent a lot of time directly behind her, meaning that the strap-on was attached, and lubricated, only inches away from her poor little ass. But it was something. Namely sweet little Elizabeth Olson dropping down to her knees and burying her face into her backside.
Which did unfortunately bring back vivid memories of what had happened to her before, but at least it wasn't a giant cock up her butt. And maybe, just maybe, if she closed her eyes she could pretend that wasn't about to happen to her again. That she was going to let it happen. Allow another woman to butt fuck her again. This woman, of all people. Oh God!
Elizabeth was very tempted to try shoving her cock straight up Brie's butt. That would surely really teach her a lesson about exactly who she belonged too, and what her place was. And who had put her in that place. But she didn't like to be unnecessarily cruel to her bitches. Especially when the alternative was so much more pleasurable for both of them.
Oh yes, the alternative was giving the other woman a nice, long rim job, which was something Elizabeth always enjoyed, and this time was no exception. Admittedly she couldn't afford to spend as long on it as she would like too, given they were at a party, and unlike last time, some would be more likely to notice them being gone. But she was still sure she could eat that ass for a decent amount of time, and that was exactly what she did.
Making sure to make the most of that time Elizabeth pushed her face between those cheeks and started frantically lapping away at that forbidden hole, making the so-called top moan with pleasure right from the start. Admittedly, that didn't mean much, as Elizabeth also love to have her butt munched by a talented little tongue, especially when it belonged to another woman, eager and willing to prove herself nothing but a fuck toy for a superior woman's pleasure.
But it wasn't a sign of those things, as was the fact that she was able to get her tongue inside the incredibly tight hole. Not far, but probably further than last time. Although before that she spent plenty of time licking up and down, and around that back hole, making sure it was wet as possible for the violation to come.
