:: Rachel's Revenge {"position":"10,2250"} [[You]] can't have been asleep for more than a few minutes, since [[Sean]]'s cock is still hard inside you, when you are awakened by the bedroom door being flung open. Startled, you whip your head around to see who's responsible for the interruption. Framed in the doorway with her hands on her hips is [[Rachel]]! Your jaw drops when you see her. She's wearing a black leather corset with a zipper down the front which only accentuates her already impressive figure. Her black leather skirt shows off just a couple of inches of skin between it and her boots. She's also wearing a pair of black leather opera gloves. Her face is screwed up in what looks like an apoplectic rage. "Sean!" she yells. "What the hell is this!? How the hell did you get my key!? I locked this tramp up for a reason!" More than a little frightened, you try to scramble off of Sean, but he gives you a sharp crack on the ass, grabs your hips in his powerful hands, and holds you in place. "Calm down, baby," he replies. "You were right to lock the slut up, but I thought you were just trying to make sure she saved her virginity for me. You weren't trying to keep her from me, were you? So I just borrowed your key so I could sample her slutty little cunt. I knew you wouldn't mind." Rachel splutters and it's fairly obvious that she does mind. "Well, you could have asked me first!" she finally says. "Aw, baby, I said I didn't think you'd mind. There's no reason to be mad. Why don't you strap one on so we can DP her? I can go one more time." Oh no, no, no, no, no. This suggestion horrifies you. Sean is stretching you out quite enough as it is and Rachel's assfucking yesterday was simply brutal. There's just no way you can take both at once. Terrified, you try to scramble off of Sean again, but he grabs you into a bearhug and pulls you back down to his chest, his cock throbbing in your snatch. He strokes your back and whispers, "Shh. Relax. Trust me; you can take it for me." This calms you down a bit and you stop struggling. From behind you, you hear Rachel say, "Aww. The little slut is scared, is she? Doesn't want to take the punishment for fucking my man behind my back?" You hear some rustling of clothes and you assume that Rachel is putting on a strap-on. "The Requiem Mass?" Rachel asks. "Perfect," Sean says. Rachel fiddles around with the stereo and you hear classical music start playing. Suddenly, Rachel grabs you by the hair and pulls you up to look at her. She slaps you across the face hard enough to spin your head and you burst into tears, partly from the pain and partly by surprise. <>"Aww, don't cry, Parker; you'll make your makeup run<>. My God, you're painted like a whore, aren't you?<>,<>" she says. <>Then she pulls you by your hair again to look at her and spits in your face. Some of it gets in your eye and you're forced to close it to stop the stinging. Rachel kneels on the bed and you can see that she's removed her skirt and has an evil-looking dildo strapped on. It's not quite Sean's size, but it's big, black, and made to look as realistic as possible. "Suck my dick, slut," Rachel says. "It's all the lube you're going to get." Yeah, you think, like Rachel has ever used lube in her life. Her saliva still dripping down your face, you take the artificial cock into your mouth and try to work up some saliva so you can drool on it as much as possible. It tastes a little funny to you. "Taste familiar?" Rachel says, seeing your reaction. "I had just fucked Ella with it when I figured out the key was missing so you're probably tasting her pussy on it." After about thirty seconds of letting you drool on her dildo, she pulls it out of your mouth. "That's enough, slut, time to take it like the buttslut you are." You turn your head to look down at Sean. He's watching with obvious excitement and you can feel him pulse inside of you. Sean grabs your asscheeks and spreads you open for Rachel behind you. You bury your face in Sean's chest and brace yourself for your first double penetration. [[Continue.|Double Penetrated]]