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Meg Turney, the world famous YouTuber, moaned whorishly, staring at her Mistress through soft, sultry eyes. The Mistress in question, a very tall, coldly beautiful, brunette named Sarah, laughingly backhanded her and spat directly in her face. The blow stung Meg’s cheek like fire. Inside herself, the celebrity roared with anger, but outwardly, all she could do was smile. She was completely naked, with her hands braided behind her back, and her feet freezing against the rough, stone, basement floor.

“Thank you, Mistress,” said Meg seductively, her breathy tones seeming to drip with honeyed desire.

“You’re welcome, my darling little fuckpuppet,” Sarah snickered, watching Meg drink in her supple, black bikini-clad curves. “Fuck, those fat tits of yours look good enough to eat. Get your ass over here, slut, and let’s have some fun.” 

Fun was the very last thing on Meg’s mind. The basement she was trapped in was oppressively dark. A few dying bulbs in the ceiling gave off barely enough light to see by, and the star could see the vague shapes of sinister-looking devices in the shadows. The floor was so cold it might as well have been frosted over. Meg guessed she’d been standing on it for at least six hours. 

I’m going to find out what you did to me and cure it, you heartless fucking bitch ! Meg inwardly seethed, wincing as the cold made her aching nipples hard as bullets. When I do, I’m going to strangle the life out of you with my bare hands!

Sarah, of course, heard none of Meg’s mental rantings, but as her captive sexily sauntered over, the glint in Meg’s eyes advertised her rage. Sarah met it boldly with a defiant glare of her own. It seemed to harshly retort that she , not Meg, had absolute power here. When Meg stood beside her, oozing animal lust, Sarah snaked strong, toned, arm around her narrow midriff. Her hand greedily cupped Meg’s ample right tit. She groped the massive globe roughly and hissed in Meg’s ear.

“You’ve shat on me for years, you worthless cunt, but not anymore. What did you call me? Your ‘useless gopher bitch’?” Sarah spat acidly. “Well, now you have to do what I say, and it’s all thanks to a potion some dumb cunt named Wendy gave me four or five years ago. All I wanted was an easy ass job with a celebrity, but you had to go and be a fucking cunt! So I modified her potion and made you brownies.

And I was stupid enough to eat them. I wasn’t a cunt. You were a lazy bitch who didn’t want to do her damn job. You better pray that shit doesn’t ever wear off, dog turd!

“I’m so glad you did, Mistress!” Meg returned, pulling her close just as she knew Sarah wanted.

The brunette eagerly ran her fingers through Meg’s silky, red hair, savoring the sensation of godlike control that surged through her nerves. With a wicked smile, she shoved her greedy tongue past her lips, kissing hungrily as her hands sought out Meg’s firm ass. She felt Meg returning her kiss with ardor, drawing her former employee’s tongue deep into her mouth. Chuckling to herself, Sarah pinched Meg’s pliant assmeat, pulling her hand back and delivering a resounding smack that echoed off the stone walls. The shot of pain combined with the bliss of tonguefucking Sarah’s mouth, sending streaks of warm slit slime dripping down Meg’s thighs.

Fuck you, whore ! she screamed in her mind. You’re never going to make me like this shit!

In point of fact, her soft skin was flushed with heat, while her hands amorously caressed Sarah’s asscheeks.

This is the best revenge plan in history , the blonde thought, savagely spanking Meg’s ass with increasing tempo.

“Fuck yes, Mistress ,” Meg panted, finally breaking the kiss. “Beat my fucking ass! I deserve it! It’s starting to burn, and I can feel the welts coming up! Make me your own personal nasty fucking whore!”

“That’s exactly what I’m going to do, slut. Don’t you worry about that,” Sarah grunted in return.

Seizing Meg by the arm, she guided her to an exercise bench, bent the internet sensation over her knees, and took up a nearby leather belt. 

Sarah folded the leather strip in half, making sure the end Meg would get contained the buckle. She felt her pussy twitch as he raised his hand in the air, taking in her slut’s lily white bottom, relishing the feeling of power. She took careful aim, to avoid hitting herself, and swung as hard as possible, sending a thunderous crack echoing throughout the room as the belt bit deep into the YouTuber’s flesh. There was a split second of silence, and then a heartrendingly loud wail. Sarah savored the sound, hit the bitch harder, feeling her cut drip with each strike.

Writhing wildly, like she was on fire, Meg willed herself to resist the assault, but it did no good. 

"Hell yes, Mistress, spank me! Spank your little whore!" she heard herself shouting, as angry, purple, stripes decorated her plump ass. 

The hard metal buckle blasted each of Meg’s cheeks, leaving drops of blood and fiery welts behind. Groaning with animalistic lust, Sarah swung again, beginning to sweat despite the decided chill in the air. The front of her thin bikini bottom was totally soaked in slit slime. She reflected that the best aphrodisiac was a bitch screaming in your lap.

“Take it, you stupid fucking internet skank! You love parading those fat tits of yours for everyone, don’t you?” Sarah demanded, grabbing a handful with her free hand. “You get soaking wet knowing people are watching you stuff them into slutty-ass tops three sizes too small! Look at yourself! You’re covered in trashy makeup. You just wanna be the town cum dump!” she finished with a snarl. 

I want to rip out your heart and feed it to you, Sarah! Fuck! That shit HURTS! God, I can feel blood trickling. You have to be sexy to make a living online, bitch, and you’re literally fucking up my assets! Meg shouted to herself.  

“Yeah! I’m a fucking attention whore!” she admitted out loud, unable, despite her best efforts, to say anything else. “I love showing off for a pack of horny bitches and bastards! Nothing gets me wetter than being jerk off fodder for my fans! Squeeze that tit meat, Mistress! Hard as you can!You love those massive chesticles don't you, Mistress? Pinch my fucking tits! Oh, God, that shit feels good. Hell yes ! Hurt me, goddamnit!”

By now a sheen of sweat rested on every inch of Sarah’s body as she smacked Meg’s ass viciously one last time. Tossing away the belt, she rubbed the YouTuber’s assmeat lustily, before ordering Meg to her feet. Sarah stood, making Meg lie on the gray, leather-padded bench. Then the brunette pulled off her bikini, shoving the sopping bottom in Meg’s mouth. 

“That’s it, Meg! Suck out all your gopher’s pussy juices! Swallow my slit slime like a good slut! Finger your snatch! Yes! Just like that. That’s a good little fucktoy. I’m gonna do such perverted shit to you today. Alright, spit those panties out, bitch. I need your fucking mouth for this next part.”

So saying, Sarah straddled Meg’s face, eagerly lowering her asshole over the celebrity’s mouth. 

Meg’s mind rioted in the foulest terms imaginable, but her tongue darted around Sarah’s rim in circles. Sarah moaned lewdly, shivering when Meg’s tongue stabbed her asshole, fucking it with ardor and coating her anal ring in spit. The musky, heady, smell of ass sweat invaded the celebrity’s nostrils, causing her eyes to water just as Sarah began grinding her hips. That action severely smeared Meg’s makeup, cutting off her light and air in the process. The world famous personality was being smothered.  

“You don’t need Viagra when you’ve got a fuckpuppet!” Sarah groaned sadistically. “Feel good, cunt?” she demanded to know, masturbating fiercely with Meg’s hair. “Cause I’m not fucking done yet! Eat that ass, bitch. Fuck yes, Meg. Just like that. Nice and deep, girl. Get that tongue in there. I want that tongue fucking raping my shithole. Shit, this skank’s gonna make me cum too quick,” she spat after five minutes of intense rimming.”

With that observation, she rose up a moment and scooted back until her cunt was over Meg’s mouth. Then she sat down again, immediately feeling a wave of pleasure as Meg started to struggle beneath her. She bounced up and down, fucking her pussy into her face, making sure to smother her captive on each downthrust.

“Oh, God, this feels good!” Sarah cried, slipping her hands up her sides to maul her impressive tits. “Fuck! Take my cunt in your face, you naughty bitch! What’s the matter back there? Can't breathe?” Sarah raised up for a second and heard an audible gasp.

  “Ha...ptttt..tt..I’m...sorry for the way I treated you, Mistress” Meg panted, inhaling large gulps of air.

  “It’s too late for that. Now take a deep breath or you really will be sorry. That’s a promise!”

She waited for Meg to inhale deeply before riding her face even faster than before. She groped her tits like a possessed woman, squeezing the nipples as her twat began to gush violently, nearly drowning her captive. Sudden, intense, waves of pleasure raced through her, and Sarah spasmed uncontrollably.

  “Drink my cunt cream, you naughty, little girl!” she shouted as her orgasm hit.

The exercise bench shook wildly beneath the pair of them as Sarah ground her cunt, riding the aftershocks. When they finally subsided, she pulled herself off.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” Sarah asked, pointing at a girlcum puddle between Meg’s legs.

“God, yes, Mistress! I love being your whore!”

Fuck you, cunt. Lazy ass, greedy bitch. I hope your fucking boyfriend gives you herpes!

“Well, Meg,” Sarah gasped obscenely. “That was fun. For me, and all your lovely fans. See, just in the shadows I set up HD night vision cameras. Smile, cunt. You’re live to the world!”

WHAT !!! Meg roared in her head. I’LL KILL YOU, BITCH! THAT’S A GODDAMN PROMISE! I WORKED FUCKING HARD FOR MY CAREER! YOU’RE NOT GETTING AWAY WITH LIGHTING IT ON FIRE !

“That’s wonderful, Mistress! I love audiences!”

“Good. Get on the floor. All fours. Good girl. I want you to meet our special guest.”

At that moment, a long, low, howl rang out in space. Sarah dashed into the shadows and returned with a mangy, flea-bitten, filthy, mutt with patches of its fur missing.

“Have I got a bitch for you, Brutus!” Sahah grunted, leading the massive dog behind Meg. 

Without the slightest ado, the dog let out a long, low, almost hypnotic, rumbling, growl, while stands of warm, wet drool rained down on Meg’s ass. It leapt on its hind legs, putting its massive front paws on the celebrity’s shoulders, and after a few failed attempts, the beast stabbed his meat into her hole. 

Brutus’ first stab was so incredibly violent that Meg’s impossibly tight pussy was nearly torn open. Blood cascaded upon the monster’s veiny girth, just thicker than a soda can, as it demolished her cervix like a prizefighter’s fist. The canine’s frenetic thrusts plowed straight into the YouTuber’s womb, and it howled with satisfaction as her silken, vise tight, walls milked him with a starving child’s zeal. Sarah watched her monster’s work, fisting herself with depraved lust.

“FUCK! He’s breeding you like a goddamned junkyard bitch! Good boy, Brutus! Slam that footlong in her worthless skank cunt!”

Sarah reamed her leaking twat right in Meg’s face, spangling her girlcum-glazed face with more cunt juice. Meg was whimpering and convulsing violently, struggling in vain to deny the waves of carnal pleasure washing over her. But even with the knowledge that the world was watching, she was powerless against Sarah’s potion. And it was making her sadistic, inhuman, barbaric rape feel amazingly good. 

“Hell motherfucking yeah !” Meg howled animalistically. “Destroy this useless piece of dogshit you vile, fucking bastard! Shred my cunt with your monster rapemeat! Teach me that I’m nothing but a dog’s fucking sex toy! Breed this stupid cum dump! Fucking rape your puppies into me! Wreck this fucking slut! Yes! RAPE ME! RAPE MY FUCKING CUNT IN FRONT OF ALL THESE PEOPLE! MEG TURNEY FUCKING LOVES DOG COCK! FUCK MY CAREER! I WANNA LIVE IN A KENNEL! Make me take it! Own my fucking pussy! Do it, Brutus! Use this fucking piece of shit! Beat my guts to shit until you knot in my belly!

And with that, as Meg felt her orgasm spark into blooming flame, Brutus acted on instructions, thrusting even harder as his lust became all that mattered to him. Snarling menacingly, he forced his bestial cock deeper until his knot and nuts were slapping against Meg’s pussy lips. The smack of flesh against flesh rang out in space, while the mutt’s fuckpole was clearly outlined in his victim’s belly. Every time it moved it made a visible, writhing, bulge, and the sight of that dragged Sarah to the edge again. 

As if on a signal, Brutus made one last almighty thrust, jamming his knot deep in Meg’s battered hole. Howling at the top of his lungs like a wolf in the night, he blasted spurt after massive spurt of yellowish, watery, dog cum deep in her womb. Just as the cum dump’s ovaries were being deluged in beast jizz, Sarah cried out and spasmed again, sending a river of cum into Meg’s throat just as the celebrity was wracked by a violent orgasm.

“Guzzle it down, rat turd!” she spat, punching her rape toy’s tits as a last hurrah. “Goddamn, using you felt fucking good. This was a fantastic idea. I hope you all enjoyed abusing Meg as much as I did, because I promise everyone watching right now that this whore will be back!”