I pulled my hard cock out of Michelle's wet and waiting pussy, and slapped it across her face, leaving a smear of her own cum on her cheek.

  "Eat it, slut" I said.

  "Please, no more," Rosie cried, her hands tied behind her back. She was gagged and had been watching me rape her best friend Michelle for the past 10 minutes, sobbing the whole time.

  "Shut up, bitch, or you're next!" I shouted as Rosie, then turned to Michelle.

  "Now, be a good little slut and lick your juices off my dick!"

  Michelle whimpered, and I took the duct tape off her mouth. Her big black eyes, full of fear and tears, looked up at me.

  "You're going to do what I say, aren't you?"

  She nodded.

  "Good."

  I slid my cock into her mouth, and she began licking and sucking obediently.

  "That's right, you're a dirty little cocksucker now, aren't you? You like being raped, don't you, slut? You like having my dick in your mouth, making you swallow my cum, don't you?"

  I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, forcing my dick all the way down her throat.

  "That's right, you little bitch, take it!"

  Michelle choked and gagged, her eyes rolling up into her head, and I fucked her face as hard as I could. Her eyes began to water, and she tried to pull away, but I held her firmly by the hair and kept pounding her face. It was nice to finally have the power, to be the one calling the shots. This was the ultimate payback, the ultimate revenge. I was going to make them into my little sex toys, my living fuck dolls, and they were going to enjoy every minute of it.

  I pulled out of her mouth and slapped her across the face with my wet cock.

  "Tell me you like it, bitch!"

  "I... I like it..."

  "You like being raped?"

  "I... yes, I like being raped..."

  "Good girl."

  A few weeks ago, these two bitches had ruined my life. They'd made me the laughingstock of the school, the subject of endless jokes and ridicule. They'd destroyed my reputation, humiliated me in front of everyone I knew. But now, things had changed. Now, I was the one in control, I was the one dishing out the punishment, and I was going to make sure they paid for what they'd done.

  I untied Michelle's hands and pushed her down onto the wooden floor, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was glistening with her own juices, and I could see the fear and arousal in her eyes as I positioned myself between her thighs.

  "You know, you bitches should be thankful," I said. "I could have done much worse than rape you."

  With that, I slammed my cock deep inside her, burying it to the hilt in one powerful thrust. She let out a sharp cry, her eyes widening in shock and pain, and I leaned down, whispering in her ear.

  "Now, this is what I call justice."

  As I fucked Michelle, I glanced over at Rosie, who was still bound and gagged, watching in horror as her friend was raped. She had tears streaming down her cheeks, and she was shaking her head, begging me to stop. But I ignored her, focusing instead on the tight, wet pussy wrapped around my cock. Michelle was moaning now, her body responding to the pleasure despite the pain, and I could feel her hips moving in time with my thrusts.

  "See, Rosie? Your friend likes it. She's a dirty little whore, just like you."

  Rosie was sobbing uncontrollably now, and I knew it was only a matter of time before she broke down completely. The sight of her best friend being raped right in front of her was more than she could handle, and I smiled, knowing that the ultimate revenge was within my grasp. I continued to pound Michelle's pussy, and soon, she was moaning and writhing beneath me, her eyes rolling back in her head as the pleasure overtook the pain. She was enjoying it now, enjoying the feeling of my cock stretching her tight little hole, and I knew it wouldn't be long before she came. As I felt her pussy contracting around my cock, I reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard. She cried out in pleasure and pain, her body shuddering as she came, and I could feel her juices flowing around my cock.

  "I always wanted to see your tits, Michelle," I said, leaning down to bite one of her nipples. She let out a sharp cry, and I saw the fear in her eyes as she realized I was getting off on the pain. I grabbed Michelle's legs and lifted them up, spreading them wide open as I drove my cock deeper inside her. She was still shaking from her orgasm, and I could see the tears in her eyes as I raped her, her body wracked with pleasure and pain.

  "God, you don't understand how good this feels," I said, feeling her pussy contract around my cock. "Your tight little pussy is the best revenge I could ever ask for."

  Michelle was sobbing now, her body quivering as I fucked her harder and faster, and I knew I was close to my own release. I could feel my balls tightening, and I knew it was only a matter of time before the wave of pleasure crashed over me.

  I leaned down and whispered in Michelle's ear, "I'm going to fill your pussy with my cum, and then I'm going to make you swallow it all, you dirty little slut."

  With that, I exploded inside her, pumping my hot seed deep into her pussy. She let out a low moan, her eyes rolling back in her head, and I could feel her pussy convulsing around my cock, milking every last drop of cum from my balls. As I pulled out of her, I could see the mixture of cum and her own juices leaking from her swollen pussy lips, and I smiled, knowing that I had finally exacted my revenge, well at least on one of the two.

  I looked over at Rosie, who was watching in silent horror as I violated her best friend. She had tears streaming down her face, and she was shaking her head, mumbling something unintelligible through her gag. I stood up and walked over to her, stroking her face gently.

  "Don't worry, Rosie, your turn will come soon enough."

  With that, I headed off to take a shower, leaving the two girls alone, naked and broken, in the attic of my house.

  ***

  Michelle laid there on the wooden floor of the attic, her mind and body reeling from the assault she had just endured. The pain between her legs was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and she could still feel the throbbing ache where the intruder had violated her most sacred place. Tears streamed down her face as she thought about the terrible things that had been done to her, and the fact that there was still no end in sight. Her heart sank as she remembered the promise the attacker had made, that Rosie would be next.

  Michelle knew her best friend was not as strong as she was, and she was afraid that Rosie would not be able to handle the same treatment that she had received. As Michelle looked over at Rosie, she could see the fear and helplessness in her friend's eyes, and she knew that she had to do something to protect her. But Michelle was tied up, and there was nothing she could do. She lay there, feeling the cold air against her bare skin, and watched in horror as the masked man approached Rosie. The man looked at her, and Michelle could feel his eyes raking over her naked body.

  "Your turn, Rosie," the man said.

  Rosie shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and mumbled something unintelligible through her gag.

  "You know you want it," the man said. "I can tell by the way your body is responding. You're a dirty little slut, just like your friend."

  Rosie continued to shake her head, and Michelle could see the terror in her eyes as the man began to undress her.

  "No!" Michelle screamed, but it was too late. The man was already exposing Rosie's naked body, and Michelle could see the goosebumps on her skin as the cold air touched her bare skin. The man began to touch Rosie, his hands roaming all over her body. Rosie squirmed and tried to pull away, but she was no match for the man's strength. Michelle felt powerless, watching her friend being violated, and she knew that there was nothing she could do to stop it. There was no feeling worst than that, knowing that your best friend is being raped, and that there's nothing you can do about it. It was a feeling of complete and utter helplessness, and Michelle wished that there was some way she could take the pain away from her friend.

  But all she could do was watch. Watch as the man violated Rosie, and listen to the muffled cries and screams of pain and terror.

  Michelle would never forget the look of horror on her friend's face, or the feeling of complete and utter despair.

  "Please, no!" Michelle cried, her voice breaking.

  But the man didn't listen. He continued to rape Rosie, and Michelle could only watch, her heart breaking.

  Michelle closed her eyes, trying to block out the sounds of her friend's screams. But it was no use. The sounds of Rosie's pain and torment were etched into her mind, and she knew they would haunt her forever.

  As the masked man finally finished his assault on Rosie and left the room, Michelle crawled over to her friend. She could see the tears streaming down Rosie's face, and the look of absolute despair and helplessness in her eyes.

  "I'm sorry," Michelle whispered. "I'm so, so sorry."

  Rosie just shook her head, too devastated to speak. Michelle hugged her friend, holding her close, and vowing to herself that she would do everything she could to protect her from further abuse. Michelle could still feel the lingering pain between her legs, and she knew that Rosie must be feeling even worse. But Michelle also knew that they had to be strong, and that they had to stick together if they were going to survive.

  Michelle had never felt more helpless in her life, but she knew that she had to stay strong. As Michelle held Rosie, she knew that their lives would never be the same again. They had both been violated, and they had both experienced a trauma that would change them forever...

  ***

  That was the best night of my life. It had felt so good, so liberating, to finally exact my revenge on those two bitches. They'd been the ones to cause me so much pain and humiliation, and it had been beyond cathartic to do the same to them.

  But it wasn't enough.

  It had barely taken the edge off my anger, my lust for revenge. I wanted more. I needed more. And I knew exactly where to get it.

  There were plenty of other girls at school who had treated me like shit. Girls who had laughed at me, who had teased me, who had called me names and spread nasty rumors about me. Girls who had made my life a living hell.

  I was going to make them pay.

  All of them.