[Comm] Holly's Equestrian Adventure

The shower was running. Holly clutched her bag close to her chest. Her big, bright, evil grin practically lit up the locker she had squeezed herself in. Her eyes peered through the slits of the locker and out into the changing room. Scarlet’s cheerleader outfit was left discarded on one of the benches. Scarlet, her archnemesis - who made her gargle cum and take a gigantic horse cock dildo right up her ass, jackhammering her insides while she suffocated under the smell of jizz and thrusting, sweaty penises violating her mouth - was about to get her just desserts.

Holly hummed to herself, vibrating with excitement. Any second now –

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” a naked Scarlet screamed, stumbling out of the showers. Every curve of her perfect, lean, athletic body was covered with dripping water. She was squinting through her shampoo, her eyes bloodshot. Holly laughed, her voice echoing and sounding metallic in the locker. She had cut Scarlet’s shampoo with hot sauce to ensure she had the perfect opening to get her revenge.

“Your ass is mine, you bitch!” Holly screamed, leaping from her hiding spot. Holly’s clawed hand reached out and grabbed Scarlet by her hair, yanking her neck and head backward.

“YOU DARE FUCKING TOU-“ her swear was cut off by Holly swinging her arm across Scarlet’s face in a lightning-fast bitch slap. The wet smack echoed across the shower room and Scarlet’s raven black hair flew back as she was spun around by the blow.

She bent over, grabbing at her swelling lip. Her eyes were gigantic, filling with rage at the audacity of Holly’s strike. They had fought many times, but Holly had never gotten the upper hand like she had in this moment with Scarlet blurry eyed, naked, wet, her face throbbing.

Holly had pulled out her handcuffs from her duffle bag of equipment. The heavy bag hit the ground with the menacing clatter of metal toys.

“Looks like it’s your turn to be the cum dump!” she chucked. She moved forward towards Scarlet’s wide, toned ass, handcuffs outstretched ready to pin her wrists behind her back.

She was stopped by the heel of Scarlet’s foot rocketing upward as she bent her leg backwards. The heel colliding with Holly’s pussy with a hard thud. A perfect cuntbusting heel-kick that shot strength-sapping pain throughout her mound, warping her lips around its shape, making her weak in her hips and knees. She double over, cross-eyed and duckfaced, grabbing at her wounded pussy.

“OUUuuuu…” Holly moaned.

Scarlet wiped her eyes with a towel she grabbed from a nearby bench. Her gaze traveled across Holly’s pathetic doubled over form. Her left hand grabbing at her crotch, and the handcuffs dangled in her right hand while her face spasmed like a cartoon character’s.

“Oh, do you need some help with your busted kitty?” Scarlet taunted through cooing lips. “Here, let me get these off your hands,” she said, plucking the handcuffs from Holly’s fingertips.

Handcuffs removed, Scarlet’s hand lashed out like a whip, dealing a backhanded bitch slap of her own to Holly’s stupid face, stumbling her backward across the locker room.

Holly blinked, literally slapped to her senses. Her face began to grow red with fury, at Scarlet and her revenge that was so close to her grasp and was starting to slip away. The handcuffs were inches from locking the hand that just slapped her.

“RRRAAAaaa!!!” Holly screamed, charging forward blindly with her fist pulled back, ready to punch the smug smirk off Scarlet’s face.

But Scarlet’s leg swung up and easily out-distanced Holly’s swinging fist. Her naked foot found Holly’s crotch again, Scarlet’s bare foot crushing her mound with the graceful and powerful upward arc of her leg, its impact so strong that it sent the skirt of Holly’s sundress fluttering around her hips.

“AUGHG!” Holly croaked.

Scarlet grabbed Holly’s outstretched fist, digging her acrylic fingernails into Holly’s skin before twisting her around by her wrist and snapping her own handcuffs in place with her arms behind her back.

Scarlet pulled Holly toward her, leaning into her ear. Holly involuntarily spasmed with fear. She could smell the remains of the hot sauce shampoo and could feel the heat from Scarlet’s breath.

“You need to learn to keep your hands to yourself,” Scarlet hissed. “Now, are you ready for your twerking lesson?”

With her clutching hands pinning Holly’s handcuffed wrists behind her back, Scarlet’s leg swung back before slamming upward into Holly’s pussy with a powerful WHAM, so strong that it lifted Holly off the ground, ass pointing to the sky, back arching, dress flapping. Holly’s round jiggling cheeks shook and clapped within her underwear, forced to twerk by the unstoppable force of the foot crushing her pussy lips from behind.

“OOUuuhh!!” Holly gasped, her eyes crossing. Her dress and asscheeks flapped behind her wildly. Her aching pussy shuddered with crippling pain. Her knees wobbled, but another kick lifted her back up, and another and another. Scarlet’s foot was a blur, a rising flesh colored blur of pussy destruction. Scarlet’s naked body flexed and shook with each powerful kick, her own boobs and butt and thighs and pussy were shuddering, but she didn’t care; she was devoting all of her energy to breaking Holly’s pussy and making her ass dance, jiggling faster and faster with each impact. The entire locker room was filled with the echoes of each kick and the stupid CLAP CLAP CLAP of jiggling cheeks, barely contained by Holly’s panties riding up her crack.

“OOuuEEEE!!” Holly squeaked, panting, face turning red, pussy turning numb. Her mound felt like it was going to break. Her ass was becoming sore from the twerking.

At the twentieth kick, Scarlet leg finally stopped and she let Holly fall to the ground onto her knees. Holly twisted her body, instinctually trying to grasp and comfort her wrecked pussy with her hands, but the handcuffs held them tight.

“owww…” Holly whimpered.

“I love the sound your ass makes,” Scarlet cooed, almost seductive. She crouched down into a squat, her pussy spreading open, but unphased by her own nakedness. Holly was so busy huddled over, stunned and red-faced, trying to desperately recuperate, that she was too late to react to Scarlet sitting behind her on the linoleum, positioning herself on her side.

“Spread those legs open, cunt. We’re not done here yet,” Scarlet laughed.

With athletic flexibility, she gripped Holly’s right ankle between her knees. Scarlet’s knees squeezed her leg like a vise and then gripped Holly’s left ankle with her hand.

“Hey! Let go of my leg-AAIIEeeEE!”

Holly’s protests were interrupted by Scarlet, gripping Holly’s legs with her knees and hand, forcibly spreading her open as wide as she could go. She tilted Holly’s hips up and back, pointing her crotch upward. Holly’s body was curled backward, and her head and shoulders were pressed backward against Scarlet’s toned belly.

Holly’s eyes darted around. She was wincing, seething, turning violent, hot red all over. The intimacy of the hold was not lost on her, the vulnerability and pain of her body curled back by her legs, of Scarlet prying her open like she was nothing. Her eyes then noticed Scarlet’s hand rising like a cobra ready to strike and her pussy, forced upward to the sky, her dress flipped up around her waist and only her panties to protect her.

Fingernails prodding at her skin, Scarlet’s arm lashed down and yanked her panties to the side.

“OH NO!” Holly shrieked, squirming, but Scarlet held her still. Her numb, stinging pussy was red and swollen. The lips ached in cool the air. The little nub of her clit was completely vulnerable. Scarlet raised her free arm up again.

“It’s time to tenderize your pussy, bitch!”

THWACK!!

She brought her arm down in a brutal chop,

“AAhh!!” Holly gasped. She bit her lip and twisted her face away from the impact. Her heart jumped in her chest as her clit was crushed under the chop. Her lips were parted for an instant, Scarlet’s hand sliding between them, against her, before withdrawing and rising up again for a second blow.

THWACK!!!!
 “OUUu!!” Holly’s eyes crossed. And her lips formed an o-shape. She struggled, wriggling her hips, but the hold was unbreakable.

“You deserve a hundred chops for backhanding me! You better hope I don’t lose count!” Scarlet cackled. Her arm slamming down again.

THWACK!!!

“OUhhhFFF!” Holly’s face puffed out like a pufferfish. She shook her head back and forth. “I’m sorry! I’m s-sorry!” she stammered.

“Hmmm… beg more, like it will help you!” Scarlet said. Her hand swung down over and over, each time making Holly’s face twist into a different debilitated cartoon expression. The hand crushed her folds, wrecking them mercilessly, the meaty thwak sounds accompanied by Holly’s moans of pain filled the entire room, occasionally accompanied by Scarlet’s evil cackle.

Holly squirmed more desperately within Scarlet’s hold, with each brutal chop, her voice was rising with intensity against her will, becoming breathier more guttural, her face was flushed and her heart was racing with horrible shame and each stinging, crushing THWAK was sounding wetter and wetter.

“AAIIEE!” Holly squealed, her voice turning soprano. Her eyes watering, she couldn’t pull her face away from her own slick, swollen pussy lips, droplets rising into the air as if in slow motion as the hand chopped through them and her body shuddered deeply from burning pain and pathetic, involuntary pleasure.

“EWW!! Did you just cum on my hand you fucking slut?!”

Holly sniffled. She bit her lip. Anger was swelling up in her boiling brain.

“NO!” was the only comeback she could manage. She looked down between her legs at tingling, red, aching, burning lips.

Scarlet released her hold. Holly tried to stand up, but her inner thighs ached from being so violently stretched, and her knees felt numb and wobbly. It didn’t matter anyway because Scarlet was already standing in front of her. Her hand swiped down, grabbing Holly by her twin ponytails.

“YEOwW!” Holly whined.

“On your feet, cumbucket!” Scarlet said. “I hope you’re ready to do my favorite pose! Cause I’m about to bust! YOUR! CUNT!”

Scarlet dragged Holly to her feet by her hair. Scarlet legs lashed out like deadly ballerina kicks, spreading Holly’s feet apart. Scarlet’s leg swung back and then forward, burying itself between her swollen pussy lips.

“OUHHHh!” Holly gasped. She felt the force of the kick lance through her pussy hole - stretched and spread by the impact – then up her hips and into her lower back. Her eyes crossed and her mouth from an O-shape. She was lifted onto her tip toes, upper body thrust forward, her bubble butt stuck in her air, Scarlet’s foot resting deep between her ass cheeks, shoved between the squishy flesh, which still jiggled from the impact.

Holly held that pose for a brief second before falling forward onto her face with a thud.

Scarlet chuckled over the unconscious body of her enemy, with her ass sticking right up to the sky. Then, she turned her attention to the suspicious duffel bag. She reached inside and pulled out a harness and then pussy spreader clips attached to reins, and then, an enormous horse cock dildo, the end outfitted with a faux pony tail. She arched an eyebrow and a wicked grin spread across her face.

***

Holly slowly opened her eyes. Her pussy ached at her. Her body felt constricted. The room swirled. With considerable effort she turned her head and gasped. She was laid out across the locker room bench. Her mouth was gagged with the familiar ring gag. Her arms and upper body were bound together in tight, black leather bondage gear. Her arms were folded up behind her. Holly’s eyes, though, were immediately drawn to the now fully dressed Scarlet. Holly had been out so long Scarlet had put on her makeup, and her hair looked perfect. It was a stark contrast to the drooling, barely conscious Holly bound up with her pussy and ass pointed upward. Scarlet was wearing her new favorite sundress and heels – the outfit sponsored by Holly’s previous defeats.

Scarlet loved to wear it to the coffee shop where Holly worked. She would bring her friends there to flaunt it to them, to tell the story of how Holly the cumbucket gargled the contents of thousands and pulsing dicks as fat weighty balls emptied themselves into her slutty mouth. How Holly the stupid cumdump tried to trick her, Scarlet, and ended up getting fucked from both ends, half naked men fucking her face on one side in an endless conga line while a machine drilled her ass dry with limitless stamina. She would pull out the video on her phone, showing a growing crowd Holly’s defeat. Raising the volume so that the sound of Holly screaming and gargling cum and the meaty sound of the dildo punching through her asshole filled the tiny coffee shop, all while Scarlet laughed. Holly bit her lip and nodded along, serving them coffee, even though she could hear the snickers of her coworkers through the noise of her humiliation. She needed the money, she told herself, to save up for her next revenge scheme. Her scheme to turn Scarlet into her own personal pony.

And now, within her hand, Scarlet held the monstrous horse cock dildo.

Scarlet smiled. She held up the horrific, dry piece of plastic to the light and watched as Holly’s trembling, horrified eyes followed it.

“Your obsession with these massive things must be a real pain in the ass!” Scarlet quipped. “I’ll guess I’ll never know!”

She bent down over Holly’s ass dildo in hand. She pulled Holly’s pale left asscheek away with her palm, squishing the flesh away, presenting Holly’s pink asshole.

“MnnMNNN!!!” Holly mumbled, pleaded with growing desperation. Her stomach swirled and her ass clenched up, her cheek tightening in Scarlet’s hand. She looked back and Scarlet with terrified eyes locked on the horse cock.

Scarlet ignored her. She was staring down at Holly’s winking pink hole. “Open wide!” she said.

She shoved the dildo down, pressing it against Holly’s unwilling exit-turned-entrance.

“MMPHHH!! MPHH!!” Holly huffed, grunting like an animal, clenching with every sweating muscle to stop the dildo from spreading her ring open and invading her inside.

“Stop being such a sore loser!” Scarlet chastised her. With both hands, she tried to ram it in, but the dildo refused to enter Holly’s ass was so tight.

“mmMMNNNRRR!!” Holly grunted, her eyes squinting and crossing with pure desperate ass strength.

Scarlet stood up so fast she teetered on her heels for a split second.
 “Fine!” she said, pointing the dildo at Holly. “If you want to do this the hard way, we can do this the hard way!”

She stomped off.

Holly gasped, panting, letting her ass relax for a second. Then Scarlet stomped back into the changing room. Holly’s ass clamped back up, but her eyes were wide, saucer shaped. Her body trembled and she felt like she might piss herself with terror.

Scarlet was holding the bottle of hot sauce shampoo and was pouring it all over the shaft of the horse cock dildo.

“NNNnnNN!!” Holly screeched.

“What?” Scarlet asked. “I thought you’d be happy for me to use some lube. Now-“

She settled down with the massive dildo, basically a baseball bat between her hands. “Let’s try this again!”

The head of the dildo met Holly’s asshole with a sheering hot kiss.

“MMNNN!!!” Holly squealed.

“Oh, stop being such a baby,” Scarlet said. “It’s not even in yet.”

Her palms against the base of the dildo, Scarlet muscled the dildo down into Holly rectum, the plastic coated in slimy lava schlorped up into Holly’s cheeks, vanishing inch by inch. Holly bucked against the bench with each new burning hot girth stretching her. Her walls burned and screamed. Her entire body was growing bright chili red and was covered in sweat.

“EEEeeEIII!!! Holly shrieked, in a glass shattering high note as Scarlet shoved the full burning length of the inhuman cock up her rectum. The width of the base was so large Holly’s cheeks warped around it. She gasped and panted, slobbering in her ring gag. Her guts panicked at the blazing invader filling them to her absolute depths. Scarlet connected a strap of the harness to the base, fastening it tight so that the dildo had no chance of escaping.

Then she held up the pussy clamps and reins.

“Ready to go for a ride?”

***

“OHMYGOD!”

“Quick, take a picture!”

“Hey, can we get a ride?!”

Holly clomped down the sidewalk. Her new ponytail swished behind her as she trotted along. She fumed with humiliation. She was functionally bottomless, wearing only her the bondage gear folding her arms up as a top. On her feet she wore a pair of painful, uncomfortable heeled boots meant to mimic horse hooves. She was pulling a small wooden cart with Scarlet sitting inside. The cart was fastened to her bondage harness. They were drawing eyes from everyone on the sidewalk and the street. Cars were stopping to stare with big stupid grins at the absurd display. Eyes lingered on Holly’s, jiggling asscheeks, her naked legs her crotch between them, glistening metal flashing around her hairless mound…

“Faster, bitch! I don’t have all day!” Scarlet said. She was wearing her designer sunglasses and was fanning herself with a paper fan.

Holly slowed and turned to glare at her, but Scarlet gave a sharp, sudden tug on the reins.

“EEEeeIIEEE!!!” Holly shrieked, sounding almost like a whinny through the gag. The reins were routed through metal, circular clamps gripping onto her poor aching pussy lips. Two clamps were gripping each side of her folds and strings connected to the clamps looped around her thighs, ensuring that the clamps were pulled tight, stretching her pussy open.

“Yah! Yah!” Scarlet laughed, yanking at the reigns. With each yank, the clamps yanked at her pussy lips with electric, horrific pain.

“NNHhEEEIIEEE!!” Holly whinnied. Her eyes watered at the brutal pain. It felt like her pussy was going to be ripped off. With her pussy lips open, her vagina and all of its tender pinkness was stretched open. She felt the wind tickle across it, slipping up inside of her as she took off in a gallop. The enormous dildo inside her ass felt taut and awkward. She kept her nose down, trying to avoid the gawking, laughing stares of everyone in town. They could see the width of the base of the dildo stretching her hole and warping her cheeks, but they couldn’t know just how horrifically deep the dildo was parked inside.

Every fuming rage was nipped in the bud by a sudden pussy-breaking yank on the reins. Holly was immediately reminded of her powerlessness. The sinking humiliation in her gut.

Scarlet steered her through the streets until they reached a familiar coffee shop. Holly’s legs wobbled together. It was the coffee shop where she’d been working all summer. Where Holly had put up with Scarlet’s verbal abuse, all in order to earn money for the ridiculous outfit now constricting her and violating her.

In front of the coffee shop was a gathering crowd of students. Men. With big grins on their faces and hands already reaching down to unzip flies or drop their pants all together.

Holly bucked against the constraints tying her to the cart, but a sudden yank on the reigns forced her still.

“I hope you don’t mind!” Scarlet said. “I put in a few calls. You’re so very popular on campus, Holly! Every boy wants to shove his cock down your slutty throat!” Scarlet said. Still holding the reins, she unfastened Holly to the cart and led her to a table on the sidewalk in front of the coffee shop. Scarlet’s friends were already there, and they waved cheerfully to her. The men all had their cocks out and were stroking them. The memory of the stink, the putrid smell of their warm semen, blazed through Holly’s brain, the smell that stayed with her for days after her last facefucking.

“MmnNRRR!” Holly screamed in protest, but Scarlet sat down and gave the reins a meaningful tug, forcing Holly to her knees.

“All right boys, form a line! And get your money ready!” Scarlet said. “I have my eyes on a new jacket! And this bitch’s going to pay for it.”

“And our coffees!” one of Scarlets sorority friends giggled.

“MMnnNGGGLLggG!!” Holly growled with rage, but the first man already had his dick shoved through her mouth. He grabbed her face with both hands and thrust into her. His hard hot dick SLORPPED down her mouth through the gag, fighting Holly’s tongue as she tried to curse Scarlet and her laughing troupe.

“… so then the bitch was clenching her ass, so I used the hot sauce shampoo as lube!” Scarlet was telling her pretty friends as they sipped coffee in their designer clothes and handbags and shoes. All the while, Holly was a blearily eyed exhausted mess two feet from her. Her most recent customer, his pants around his ankles, thrust his long dick down her throat and sprayed his semen down her throat with such force that Holly could hear his balls pumping and gurgling.

“GgLLKKggLL!!” Holly gagged, but she couldn’t even spit it out as he withdrew. His white juices just pooled in her forced open mouth. He wiped his dick on one of her twin ponytails. They had been using them as cum rags. Her ponytails dripped with stringy semen and spit stalactites dripped down onto her shoulders.

“You’re so creative!” Scarlet’s friend said to her.

Scarlet smiled smugly. “You should have seen her, though. Made her red like a lobster all over her body!”

“Ggllgggg…” Holly panted, trying to catch her breath, but another exuberant customer was already violating his face with his thrusting cock.

***

The sun was starting to set when all the men were done. Holly felt sick. She could only smell dick and semen and man musk. Scarlet leaned down and inspected Holly with a grin.

“Not as big of a crowd as last time,” she said. “But don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll earn enough money for that jacket soon!”

Scarlet and her friends bent down and took selfies with Holly’s freshly fucked face. Scarlet made a little V for victory with her fingers. Holly, gaining her senses again, glared at the camera.

“Up cumbucket, up!” Scarlet said, talking to her like she was an animal. With a tug of the reins, Holly stumbled to her feet and was led back to the cart.

Scarlet fastened her back into place.

“I do so love educating your stupid, slutty mouth,” Scarlet hummed. “I’ll make sure you’ll get a lot more oral lessons once the semester starts.”

She gripped Holly’s face in her hand, squishing her cheeks and sending pain through her sore jaw. She spat into Holly’s semen coated mouth.

“MMggGGLLggkk!!” Holly growled/gargled at her.

Scarlet laughed and settled back into the cart.

“To the sorority house, cumbucket! I kept your little your fuck machine, the Anal Annihilator 3000, from last time. It’s been really helpful to break in new members. You might enjoy spending the night with it at full speed. Or you might not, but we’re going to livestream it anyway!”

Holly turned and glared daggers at her rival.

Leaning forward, Scarlet’s hand struck her across her naked asscheeks with a loud SMACK. The blow sent painful reverberations through the dildo taking residence in her rectum and made her bubble butt cheeks jiggle and bounce against each other. With a wide-eyed squeal, Horse Holly took off in a trot down the sidewalk, Scarlet’s handprint glowing red on her ass.

Scarlet tugged on the reins and Holly’s pussy. “Faster, cumbucket! Mush! Mush!”

“EEEIiieeEEEE!!!” Holly whinnied, speeding up to a gallop, seeing stars from her pussy pain, still-warm cum slopping out of her mouth and dribbling down her hair.