Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age
The bedroom was dark slightly lit by shards of daylight that revealed an immaculately cleaned space with hardwood floors, Ikea furniture, well stocked bookshelves and a study space consisting of a simple chair and desk with a laptop and school books.
A small doll, an action figure was posed in a sitting position on the desktop facing the occupied day bed in the darkened room. The bed was covered with an inordinate number of comforters and blankets and there was some muted movement under the wealth of blankets.
Aquaman was getting a show.
The mass of quilts was undulating with slow measured movements and a low buzzing sound could be heard from the confines of the day bed. The low tunes of Mark Scott (Song-I Don't Wanna Come Down) wafted through the bedroom from a Hello Kitty radio alarm clock.
Leslie was playing with her trusty rabbit.
The small toy brought her so much pleasure that she could barely function without it. She would sometimes lock herself in her room and play with herself for hours. Her upbringing had instilled in her the belief that masturbation was wrong and she would hide under the quilts to use the toy.
The stacked brunette had pushed her ruffled bloomers down mid-thigh and was squirming around on her mattress in ecstasy. She used one hand to hold her delicate flower open and the other to apply the vibrator directly onto her clit.
"Fuck me, ooohh shit! Right there, yeah right there." Images of Humbert crying and struggling under her as his ass was plowed danced in her mind's eye. The second "Hook-Up" had been all she imagined and more.
Leslie pressed the small vibrator down on her clit even further and used two fingers on her other hand to rub her crotch vigorously as the strong orgasm took her.
FFFFFFUUUUUCCK!! She suddenly screamed from beneath numerous blankets as she soiled her sheets and actually squirted a visible jet of her cum.
The heat in her makeshift quilted fort was too much at this point and she was forced to toss back the covers as she basked in the afterglow of her self-gratification.
"Holy shit... I've gotta get some more of Humbert's pussy." She said to herself as she rubbed her sweaty brow.
Her I-phone suddenly started ringing with the Miley Cyrus tune she'd chosen for it and the display on the window revealed a picture she and her BFF had taken last summer at a local carnival.
"Where you been biatch?" Red's voice boomed at her with faux anger.
"I was, uh kind of busy."
"Too busy to pick up your fucking phone whore?" Now Red sounded like she was on the verge of getting angry and Leslie definitely didn't want that force directed at her.
"Melissa, I'm really fucking sorry. I didn't mean to be an absentee partner-in-crime. What have you done now?"
"Brad fucking cheated on me."
"Get out of here Red, even that meat head wouldn't have the nerve to cross you." Humbert was momentarily forgotten as the buxom brunette leaned forward pulling the covers over her rounded hips.
"I serious bitch!! That motherfucker's been fucking that fat cunt April!!"
"You not talking about that Twilight Emo with the humongous knockers are you?" Leslie couldn't believe her ears as she listened to Red recount the past twenty-four hours taking in every juicy detail of Brad's infidelity, the vicious retribution on the chubby teacher's assistant and the sexual embargo.
"Wow, I feel like I've been on the moon to have missed all this drama."
"By the way, just where the fuck were you doing all of this shit?" Leslie was apprehensive about revealing her solo attack on Humbert even as she started to become a little damp between the legs.
"It's a long story Red, that's all I really want to say until I see you face to face. There's some stuff I really need to let you in on babe."
"Well you can tell me right now because I'm sitting in front of your house in my car bitch." Leslie's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"I'll be right out. Give me a few minutes to clean up Red."
*****
Humbert sat in the bathtub soaking. It had become an early morning ritual since he was violently raped weeks ago and was the only thing that soothed his damaged rectum.
The hot water in the tub was crimson tinged from the blood that leaked from his anus. He'd bled even more profusely than the last time because of the nature of the latest attack. Leslie hadn't used enough lube and as a result it had felt like his insides were being turned inside out. He'd managed to get rid of the evidence trashing his bed sheets and flipping the blood stained mattress. Initially he'd tried to staunch the flow of blood by shoving a wad of his mother's maxi-pads into his gaped asshole, but that didn't seem to work.
He'd been "fortunate" enough to find the butt plug Leslie had also forced upon him in the aftermath of the library assault and lo and behold...it actually worked.
Every time he thought about Leslie, he'd feel sick and disgusted like he was going to vomit. His mind's eye just kept wandering back to that image he remembered from the mirror on the back of his door as he was being savagely fucked.
He just kept seeing the half-crazed look on the beautiful face of the cheerleader, the way her huge natural breasts swayed and bounced as she drove "her plastic cock" up his ass...and the almost demonic crimson tint to her flawless skin as she bucked and undulated violating him solely for her sick pleasure.
"Never again bitch." He whispered to himself as he painfully leaned forward and pulled the drain plug in the tub.
The butt plug sat on the toilet waiting to be inserted.
*****
Red's Camaro sat in front of Maplewood's only thrift store and the two girls sat in the car watching the building. Red had barely given Leslie a moment to jump into the vehicle before speeding off down the highway to the center of town. Now Leslie found herself sitting in her car as her friend watched a closed store.
"Okay I'll bite what the fuck is this all about?" Red all but ignored her best friend as she pulled a pair of binoculars up and used them to get the store's hours.
"I've got a little time, so I'll make this brief. I need to gauge a subject for a new social experiment of mine."
"Oh yeah, what's that?" Leslie was curious to say the least.
"First things first babe, I asked you where the fuck you were yesterday and you still haven't answered me. Now seeing as how you're usually very giving with the details when you've been bad, I figure you've done something pretty fucked up even by my standards." Red was looking Leslie dead in the eye and she was wilting a bit under the green eyed glare of truth as her friend called the technique. At this point, she knew it was futile to keep secrets.
"I fucked Humbert yesterday. I fucked him in the ass like we did a couple of weeks ago."
"Oh really, and how did you accomplish that little feat on your own?" From the sound of her voice, Leslie couldn't gauge what her friend's initial reaction was going to be.
"I uh, I gave him a little incentive. I well, I blackmailed him into it."
"What did you blackmail him with pray tell?"
"I told him, well-I told him that you were gonna tell your dad everything and that he was going to jail. I asked him for that dildo we used and the pathetic loser actually kept it ...so I fucked him again to uh, keep him in line."
Leslie sat in silence for a moment processing what had been told to her before quickly shoving her best friend's head into the passenger side window of her Camaro.
"STUPID CUNT!! I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE HUMBERT ALONE DIDN'T I WHORE?!!" Red suddenly exploded with a few brutal closed fists to the back of Leslie's shoulder blade.
"DON'T FUCKING HIT ME RED!! I WAS JUST PLAYING WITH HIM AND SHIT HAPPENED!!" Red had leaned over towards her seat and was shaking her best friend and slamming her head against the armrest on the passenger side door.
"Shit happened? Shit happened?!! YOU FUCKED UP LESLIE!! THAT FUCK IS GONNA TALK NOW!! Don't think my dad's gonna get you out of the shit too bitch. Ask yourself this asshole-Was it really worth it to go back and rape that little wimp again?"
"Yeah."
Red was blown away by Leslie's answer. She sat in silence for a few moments processing her best friend's answer. She remembered how they'd planned the whole thing together scoping out Humbert for a week and finding out where he worked in order to have the best chance to get away with essentially raping a man. She remembered how doubtful Leslie had been before they'd gotten started and how excited the stacked brunette was afterward. She'd specifically told Leslie that they should ignore Humbert for the most part and let the whole incident settle down naturally.
Red was pretty sure that Humbert wouldn't tell anyone about being sodomized by the two most popular girls in Maplewood high. It would be too humiliating for a guy to admit that he'd been overpowered and fucked up the ass by women. She'd been counting on the nerd's ego to keep everything under wraps and now...Leslie had fucked up by using her name in order to rape him a second time.
"You know Leslie, if you weren't my friend I'd totally fucking kill you right now. But we have to fix this shit."
"He's not going to say anything Red. He's a little pussy okay?" The brunette was gathering herself and adjusting her blouse over her huge tits.
"We have to fix this situation. I don't feel comfortable with your bullshit Leslie."
"I fucked him, I fucked his pretty little asshole raw and I know deep down in his geek heart that he loved every minute of it."
Red just stared at her friend shaking her head.
"You should have been there Red to see Humbert taking that cock up his ass like a fucking champ!! Yeah he cried a lot and everything but you see there was this totally awesome connection between us Red. I know it!! I FUCKING KNOW IT!!"
"Shut up Leslie."
