A/N: This story is based off Fernando's comic. If you know, you know. Im taking a lot of creative liberties, like making the main character a futa and the twins Asian but it will roughly follow the same general plot until I run out of source material. Anyway, its important to note that there will be lots of non-con, bondage, violence, and general humiliation. There will be some racism and some piss and poop play. If you dont like that, then don't read. Simple enough.
I hope you enjoy!
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Ashley huddled in the darkness of her bedroom. The lights were off and the curtains drawn so only a thin razor of light was able to slice its way into her room. She sat near it in a chair and peered out in the great big world. Her room looked directly at her neighbors home and, since she was on the third story of her house, she was able to see into her neighbor's pool. This gave her an amazing view of the scene that was currently unfolding. In the pool were Jihyo and Jenni, two twins roughly her age. They swam about, careless and free, not knowing that Ashley was watching over them with a lusty eye. Dust swirled about in Ashley's room as she breathed softly.
The twins were gorgeous. Flawless Korean girls who could be models or famous actresses with ease. They had large, heavy breasts, ones that threatened to break free from their bikini tops and asses that looked so tasty that Ashley often thought about what it would be like to eat them out. Of course, eating them out wasn't the only thing Ashley wanted to do.
She stroked her thick, veiny cock as she continued to peer at them, soaking in this delicious, slightly taboo sight. She couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to mash their tits in her hands, to stretch out their assholes with her large girldick, to pump their stomachs full of cum. Hunched like a gremlin in the darkness of her bedroom, one would probably not notice Ashley's own beauty, her long, thick blonde hair, her delicate facial features, her nice body and elegant sense of style but, unfortunately it did little for her at college. The twins had gained enormous popularity and used it against Ashley when they caught her peeking out at them once. Since then, Ashley had been continuously tormented by them, suffering through painful remarks, mean pranks, and vicious notes sent to her house. It was like they had leveraged the whole school against her!
Ashley leaned back into her chair and it creaked and groaned. Ashley wanted revenge but she was powerless to do anything. She sighed.
Her delicate skin pulled along her long length, stroking out pleasure. Her mushroom cockhead tingled at the attention, her soft hand pulling at it just right, the gentle glide of skin against skin pulling her closer and closer to the edge. Her cock throbbed at the attention, those graceful, beautiful figures stimulating her mind. She wanted to see those heavy Asian breasts free, to see them covered in her cum, to see those hotties bound and gagged and feel their anuses squirming around her cock, spasming and milking her.
Suddenly, the door to her room banged open. Ashley spun around to see her sister, Alex framed in the door, a look of shock running across her face that quickly turned into disgust. "Oh my god, you fucking pervert!" She yelled, her voice so high pitched that it pierced Ashley's eardrums. "Mom!" Alex said as she turned around. "Ashley's jerking it to those girls again!"
Ashley rolled her eyes. Maybe she did have a problem. Maybe...
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Daylight trickled out, as it does. The streets were busy, crowded with honking cars and jaywalkers and hawkers on the sidewalks selling their wares. The noises of downtown were unending and it provided Ashley a sort of comfort as she traversed through the web of streets. Her shoes clomped against the roughly cut sidewalk and she brushed against the steady stream of people that swarmed around her.
Ashley's mom, Kendra, had run out of vegetables and requested that she go and pick them up so Ashley found herself journeying to the local grocery store. There were definitely stores that were closer to her house but she wanted a little adventure after being cooped up all day.
She walked past the alleyway next to the Aldi she was heading towards and wouldn't have thought anything of it but something in particular caught her eye. At the end of the alleyway were two figures crouched low next to a dumpster. This wasn't the kind of neighborhood where you squat, and shit in an alley so the sight was unusual enough. She couldn't make out much in the darkness of the alley but one person looked like they had their hands tied up and they were struggling. Ashley squinted and leaned back in surprise.
The man, an ugly one at that, stood with a cigarette in his mouth and was shoving down a girl, no, a cheerleader onto her knees. She was crying, sobbing and he hushed her quietly. He dropped his pants and for a moment it was too dark for Ashley to see anything but then he brought his girl forward and her blonde hair was lit up by the light filtering down from the skies. It was Suzy Ward, the most popular girl in college. She was clad in her blue and white cheerleader outfit with the word 'SLUT' written across her chest.
Ashley didn't think. She acted. Immediately she reached into her purse and grasped ahold of the tiny, cold pocketknife she always kept on her person in the event of something like this. She charged down the alleyway, pulling out the knife and swinging it wildly in the direction of the man. "Hey, leave her alone!" She yelled.
The man instantly backed off, raising his hands in the air. A look of shock flitted across his face but it quickly morphed into something else. Recognition?
"Ashley? Is that you?" He asked.
Ashley skidded to a halt, quickly realizing who she was talking to. Peter Hatch. Ugly, nasty, rich, jerk Peter Hatch. He attendedq their high school and was the classic definition of a nerd who took after his awful father. He thought himself attractive and had the ugly features that only a dumb asshole could mistake for handsome. Now, that wasn't his fault but it was made worse by the fact he was a massive dipshit, the type of guy who was so full of himself that he would actually be surprised when girls rejected him. How could they not? The guy was gross as hell! Ashley barely remembered him but that hadn't stopped him from remembering her. He was also way older than her now and he hadn't gotten any better looking in the process.
He had aged a bit, his rough features and a small patch of disgusting stubble growing out on his face.
"Ashley, it's okay," he said, arms still raised defensively. He was clearly scared by her knife, small as it was, and that made Ashley feel... good? Something like that. Behind him, Suzy struggled and whimpered helplessly. "I don't know what you think this is but-"
Ashley cut him off. "You leave her the fuck alone."
Anger poured out of her. What the hell was he doing? She gripped the knife tightly, the whites of her knuckles showing.
"No! It's not that. You heard about the new law, right? She owed my dad money and, with the debt slavery law, we cashed in her assets and, well, *she* was one of those assets. I own her now. Legally. I can do whatever I want with her. The poor girl. She really just needed a little discipline. She was going to, uh, suck me off. If you get my drift. She hasn't exactly been that... great of a slave. Anyway, I have papers to prove it!"
Ashley's knife wavered. What he was saying made sense. They had all heard about the debt slavery law and this was no different from what was being reported in the news.
Suddenly Ashley was having doubts but, just then Suzy struggled some more. She looked up at Ashley, beautiful in her cheerleader outfit, even while roped up and tears pouring out of her eyes. Was she really Peter's slave?
Peter saw the doubt flicker across Ashley's face and he knew that he needed to get Suzy to confirm everything to not get stabbed by this crazy woman. He wiped a bit of sweat off his forehead. "Suzy can corroborate."
Suzy, who had stopped struggling just a bit, looked up at Peter, clearly afraid of what would happen. She didn't have a choice though, she owed that guy's dad so much money that she couldn't get out of his debt without getting enslaved. She cried, her nose all puffy and runny from all the snot pouring out of it but then she gulped and gathered what courage she had and spoke out, confirming everything. "Master is telling the truth. He paid for me from my debt to Mr. Hatch Senior, ma'am."
Ashley was still doubtful, still incensed even, but Suzy confirmed it so she didn't know what to do. She looked around desperately, trying to find some sort of answer. Then she noticed Suzy once more, she noticed the fear in her eyes and she noticed what she was wearing. It finally clicked to Ashley that Peter wasn't lying. Her shoulders sagged as she reluctantly folded her pocketknife and placed it back into her bag.
Peter watched all of this and he let out an inner breath, one that he had been holding while Ashley looked about desperately. He thought this chick was about to murder him but then Suzy confirmed his story and it seemed like all would be well.
"Listen," he said as he pulled Suzy to her feet. Her arms were bound expertly behind her, both at the wrists and the elbows. A rope tied them together in that position making sure she wouldn't be able to struggle against them. There was a collar wrapped tight around Suzy's neck and she looked the part of Peter's slave, pathetic and gorgeous. "You can touch her if you want. Just a little grope because then we have to leave."
He rubbed Suzy all over her body, stroking her breasts, groping her asscheeks but then he slapped her hard across the ass. A small shriek came out of Suzy before she quickly subdued herself. She clearly wanted to put on a good front, one of obedience but Ashley could tell that wasn't how she truly was. There was a spark inside her and Ashley had a hunch that Peter was breaking her to become an obedient slut.
Peter grabbed one of Suzy's hefty tits and pointed at it with his free hand. "A quick squeeze?" He offered.
Ashley slowly walked towards them and reached out, timid but also somewhat eager. She couldn't help herself. Suzy had been tormenting Ashley at school and she knew that this might be her only chance for revenge. She grabbed ahold of Suzy's boobs and Peter released his grip so Ashley got a feel for Suzy by herself, fondling and stroking those perky, large tits. They were so soft and incredible, even with clothes on. It was incredibly degrading for Suzy, to be groped by someone she tormented all while her Master watched but, as Ashley watched the shame crawl across Suzy's pretty features, Ashley felt incredible.
