Beautiful Brutality Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Beautiful Brutality Ch. 04

... Now, there wasn't anything stopping Rhea from suffering through the "full bottom experience".

As the pain disappeared, something filled its place. The loosening of her asshole, creating a lack of resistance, the same resistance that Charlotte had been fighting against from the very beginning. Not out of the ordinary for a recently virgin butt, just like it wasn't surprising when the fighting ended, allowing The Queen to take her performance to another level entirely. Another level that she planned to put The Nightmare out of her misery with.

First, by running her mouth again, laughing, "Thaaaat's more like it, Ripley! There we go! Your butt is opening up nicely for me now!" But after her little joke, Charlotte did what Rhea didn't even believe fathomable: Flair somehow started fucking her ass even harder. Even rougher. Somehow, some way.

It shouldn't even have been possible! The stories Rhea had heard about Charlotte's tyranny never revealed she was capable of such brutality. Hell, brutality was Rhea's trademark! For The Queen to be even rougher and more violent than her was among the most deflating feelings The Nightmare could ever remember suffering. But, while it sat high, that weakness couldn't hold a candle to what happened moments later. Just a few, short moments later, caught up in the hubbub of that weakness, Rhea inadvertently lowered her defenses, allowing a single, all-telling moan to slip from her mouth. A moan that she'd immediately live to ...

... regret.

"Ooh, I heard that, bitch!" Charlotte pounced on the reaction like a hungry lioness.

"N-No! No, y-ya didn't hear anythin'!" Rhea quickly tried to deny, only for more moans to follow, her beautiful face contorted as she tried to block out the pleasure, pleasure that she WASN'T feeling because, really, how could she?

"Denial!" Charlotte barked with a slap to Rhea's juicy dumper. "Pointless denial! You love that cock in your ass, just admit it. You love servicing your Queen with your hole."

"N-No!" Rhea denied again, her persistence immediately invalidated by the volume of her lust growing in decibels.

Charlotte shook her head in disbelief. "No? No!? You think I actually buy that horse shit? Everyone bows to The Queen of Wrestling!"

"N-Not me!" Rhea denied again, yet still, her moans were only getting louder.

"You're already doing it, Rhea! You're moaning like a good little butt bitch for me!"

"That means nothin'!" Rhea spat in defiance. While her moans were past the point of controllability, Ripley was doing a fantastic job at suppressing a worse, more pathetic reaction. Because while denying the pleasure, that new, adrenaline-pumping feeling inside of her butt was easy, believing the lie was not.

Getting fucked...hell, Rhea was willing to call it what it was...getting brutalized by Charlotte felt good. God...maybe it even felt great? No- what was she thinking? She couldn't actually enjoy getting bummed so roughly, right? Only weak little bottoms enjoy ...