***
Mark
Blended into the crowd of people, Mark watched Khloe take control of Eve and her family. As part of his act, Mark liked to pretend that he was under control if prompted by those whom he had placed control with. He had never actually been under his own spell. Someone responsible had to keep an eye on everything.
And although Mark had owed an obligation to Eve to ensure she had enjoyed everything. He was also someone trying to make a living. And when someone offered a sufficient amount of cash, then allegiances tended to switch pretty quickly.
Khloe and Harry ushered Eve, her mom, and Anastasia into a bedroom, leaving the rest of the party in Mark's hands to finish what she had instructed. So, Mark resumed the party and at Khloe's command, reversed the roles. The attractive women that were once lined up for blowjobs were released and replaced by Eve's attractive friends. The older uncles and the rest of the family were released to enjoy the party, with Eve's remaining friends taking over the duties of serving drinks and cleaning up. The only roles that remained the same were the attractive cousins posed erotically around the room. Khloe liked her competition just the way it was, seen not heard. When Eve's family resumed the party, the uncles wasted no time in helping themselves to the line of attractive young adults ready to give head.
With only a few more items to sort, Mark was well on his way to leaving the mess behind. He had only been paid to create it, not clean it up.
***
Eve
Since Eve was already wearing all of Anastasia's jewelry, Khloe found it fitting to have Eve dress in the rest of Anastasia's original outfit. Eve put on Anastasia's black push-up bra and black thong, feeling the wetness in both materials from her leaky nipples and horny pussy, respectively. Then she donned the dress, which had been repaired using tape in certain areas. Despite being pregnant, Anastasia's small frame made the dress fit snugly around Eve's curvy body. When Eve finished, she felt gross dressed as her brother's bitch of a wife. With the gold decorating her body and the soft expensive clothing gracefully wrapping her snugly, she could see why Anatasia thought she was better than everyone else.
As instructed by Khloe, Anastasia put on Carly's outfit, and Carly put on Eve's birthday dress. All three ladies had switched original outfits for Khloe's amusement in the private master bedroom with Harry.
As Khloe explored the room, she said, "Well this is cute." Sounding every bit as sarcastic as she was a bitch. Not only was she controlling Eve and her family, but she was openly making fun of them.
"Did you ever fuck her in this bed?" Khloe asked Harry.
"She practically begged me to," Harry said. It wasn't a lie. But only because the headboard was nonexistent and there was so much room to have fun.
The new queen sat on the bed, playing subconsciously with the ring that controlled everyone. If it ever slipped off her finger, Eve would be ready to retrieve it and regain her power.
"Kneel before me," Khloe said.
The three women did as they were told.
"Now repeat, 'We worship Khloe' as you bow to me repeatedly," Khloe said.
"We worship Khloe," the ladies said in unison, about the only thing they ever did together, then moved up and down to worship the college blonde.
Khloe took her phone out and captured a video of Eve and her family bowing at her feet. If she sent that out en masse to her followers, Eve and her family's reputation would never be the same. And as much as Eve wanted to stop, she couldn't.
"Like I've never had a family of servants before. And it being Eve's loser family, makes it even better," Khloe said. "Isn't that right, Mrs. Mills?"
"Yes, Khloe that's right," Carly said in between mantras.
"You agree that your loser daughter should be serving me because I am superior to her?"
"Yes, Khloe, that's right. You are superior to Eve in every way."
Eve couldn't believe what was coming out of her mother's mouth. Was it the power of the ring over her mother's mind or was she forced to speak the truth?
"Describe truthfully how I am better than your daughter," Khloe said then a devious smile formed. "Better yet, why don't you fuck your daughter while you tell me."
Within a few minutes, Carly had a lubed-up strap-on secured around her hips and Eve was on all fours about to get fucked by her mother in front of her bully while dressed as her sister-in-law. Could it get any more embarrassing? And what was going through her mother's mind?
***
Carly
The night had been a blur, but Carly could remember bits and pieces. Like Eve embarrassing Carly by making her clean heels. For the most part, Carly had always been very vanilla, even when it came to sex. However, there was a deep dark flame inside her that was only triggered so often by a hot movie clip or a good steamy book. And that had always resulted in a hot masturbation session that concluded with one of her best orgasms. No offense to her husband. It was equally as hot when he manhandled her in the bedroom, but the mind could go to many places that were far from possible in reality.
And yet, now she was about to fuck her daughter at Eve's bully's command. The 'fucking her daughter' was a new one, but a hot, dominant bully had always popped into her fantasies from time to time. Usually in a cuckquean capacity.
Carly lined up Eve's pussy and pushed her strap-on in. She was naive to think her daughter was a virgin, but it felt satisfying to take her adult virginity. On the other side, Harry lined up his hard cock and slipped it in Eve's mouth, spit roasting her. But that wasn't the only roasting about to happen.
Khloe walked up to Carly, gave her a deep kiss then said, "Now let's hear why I'm better."
The thoughts popped into Carly's head almost subconsciously. She had never specifically thought about her daughter in a negative light, but she had moments where she had compared Eve with the other girls at school. And so, the hidden truth was being brought to light while she pounded Eve from behind.
"You are so much more attractive, both in the face and with your... curvy body. If any guy had to pick between one of you, he'd pick you. It's no surprise she lost Harry to you."
Like the penetration she was giving her daughter, each word no doubt felt like smaller penetrations into Eve's emotions. Although her daughter got over the break-up, she took it hard at first. And now her mother was confirming why it happened. Carly felt bad, but under Khloe's control, there was nothing she could do but speak the truth and fuck her daughter.
***
Eve
Even with her ex's cock in her mouth and her mother fucking Eve from behind, the worst part was hearing her mother agree with Khloe. Not only was her bully embarrassing her, but she was also factually making a point as to why she was better.
"Keep going," Khloe said.
"Well, you somehow orchestrated this plan, and it unfolded exactly the way you wanted. My daughter would not have the creativity let alone the planning to accomplish something like this. Therefore, not only are you hotter, but you're also more intelligent and creative."
The words continue to do their damage. She was basically calling her daughter a bimbo, and the moniker made Eve wet. The consistent pounding by her mother and being face fucked by Harry dimmed her normal mindset. Calling Eve a bimbo in her current state would be an accurate description, especially dressed like Anastasia. But was she that much more dumber than Khloe?
"And how about our fashion sense?"
Carly stopped for a moment and Eve already knew what was coming.
"Every time I see you in passing or in school pictures, your outfits are so unique, tasteful, yet sexy... My daughter shows too much skin. She dresses slutty in a desperate attempt to be validated."
It wasn't false. Tonight was an exception because she was already the star of the party. However, when she and her friends went out, she wore as little as possible to stir up the male attention. Meanwhile, men still flocked to Khloe, even if she was wearing a t-shirt and jeans.
Eve felt Harry's cock pulsing in her mouth. He pulled out and blasted Eve's face, covering it in cum while her mother continued to fuck her both physically and mentally.
"And let's bring it home shall we," Khloe said. "What's the one way you wish your daughter was like me?"
"A leader," Carly said. "She's always succumbing to peer pressure and following the crowd. She never leads."
Khloe laughed and then walked around to Eve. There was no point in trying to hide the fact that Khloe had the upper hand. And for Eve to hear the truth from her mother made it hit home harder.
Towering over Eve, Khloe took her thong off and sat on the bed in front of Eve with her pussy exposed.
"Now this is not a command. You have your own free will. I want you to eat me out if you agree with those statements," Khloe said. "And I want you to keep in mind, the earth-shattering orgasm you'll have by accepting your place and pleasuring a superior woman. Something you'll never be."
Eve was already extremely horny. Her face was covered in her cheating ex-boyfriend's cum. Her mom was fucking her after roasting her and she was wearing the engagement and wedding ring that her brother bought. And now the woman she hated, the woman who momentarily ruined her life, was asking Eve to pleasure her.
Each thrust brought Eve's face closer and closer to Khloe's pussy, while Khloe was gently teasing her clit until Eve broke and gave in. How pathetic would it be to succumb? Part of Eve just wished Khloe had commanded her, but to her rival's credit, she was clever. And having Eve make the decision meant Eve was agreeing with everything that Khloe had done.
Agreeing that she had deserved to lose Harry. Agreeing that Khloe was smarter and hotter. And agreeing that her place was between Khloe's legs giving the social queen pleasure without receiving any of her own. Which was a lie because Eve was practically dripping at the thought of eating Khloe out. All those years of heartache and social torture and Eve's revenge was bowing and letting Khloe use her face to get off.
"I can see the lust in your eyes, Eve. Don't see me as your enemy. See me as your queen," Khloe said.
Slowly, Eve lowered herself until she was inches away from Khloe's pussy. The humiliation had already been fucked out of her by her strict mother. Her dignity had already been smeared all over her face. If she could have the best orgasm in her life from worshipping the woman she hated, why not fully embrace the embarrassment and get something out of it?
Closing her eyes, Eve moved in further and licked at something that wasn't there. When she opened her eyes, Khloe had moved back a bit.
"Good girl," Khloe said. "Now I want you to beg me to lick my pussy."
