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Raping Amanda Bynes and Avril Lavigne Part 5

Author: Dave Haugen
Category: Celebrities_Stories
Last updated: Nov 29, 2005

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Chapter 5
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For the next half hour, I was in a horizontal paradise as I sucked, nibbled, licked and savored the delicious juices coming from Amanda’s pussy. She was still completely wet, but I think that most of the wetness around her lips was my saliva. I think I had sucked every last little drop of slime that came from her. Just to be sure, I had spent about ten minutes digging my middle finger way up into Amanda’s pussy, wiping around the sides of her hot tight walls, and then pulling it out, sucking it completely, and then repeating the procedure. I wanted everything this young hot actress had to offer. Sadly she didn’t cum again, but her moans let me know she was feeling everything I was doing to her.

“Ok Amanda, get up, I think you wore my tongue out!” I said as I felt that the little flap of skin that held by tongue to the bottom of my mouth was indeed rather sore from trying to cram itself into Amanda’s impossibly tight places. I thought about how great it was going to be to insert my now hard cock up inside Amanda’s little crevices. That made me totally aroused again, so I turned my attentions away from Amanda, and back to my other little captive slut.

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“Hey Avril! How’s the ride!” I asked with a sneer on my face. The moment I removed the ball gag from her drooling face hole, I found out.

“Take these things off my nipples please!!” Avril replied, licking moisture back into her lips. Interesting, I thought. Her nipples were causing her more distress than her squashed clit and cunt lips that were sliding all over that long wooden pony mercilessly propped under her.

“You want to come down and play some more slut? Awww, isn’t that cute.” I said condescendingly as I unclamped Avril’s flattened nipples causing her to almost lose her mind from the blood forcing its way back into them.

Gosh, I thought, Avril’s sure been through a lot in the past day and a half. Oh well! Time to put her through a LOT more!

Turning the crank that lowered the unforgiving wooden pony down from beneath her legs, I watched with pleasure as Avril’s legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor, writhing in discomfort. Poor thing. It almost made me feel sorry for her.

Naahhh, she was a total stuck-up uppity bitch, she deserved it.

It was Duke who I felt sorry for! My poor Mastiff was forced to watch a lot of this debauchery and not participate in any of it. For all his years of loyalty, I decided that Duke was going to see why every man and boy from California to Maine wanted a piece of Avril and Amanda’s bodies. Who knows, maybe it would turn him off of canine bitches forever?

“Well you two, I don’t know about you, but I’m in the mood to just sit back and watch a nice movie. We’ve got all day to play, but I think we should just rest now, what do you think?”

When a response from either of them never came, it didn’t really upset me. I simply took their hands, and pulled them to the nice plush comfy sofa that I had, which faced my large screen 54 inch television. I pushed both girls onto the sofa, and watched as Avril happily cuddled up onto the sofa, holding her hands in between her sore legs, softly crying. Amanda just sat there with a dumbfounded numb look that most women get after my tongue gets through with them.

“Ok ladies, let’s see what we have here in my collection,” I said as I rummaged through a few tapes. “Big Fat Liar? Nahhh, I’ve jacked off to that to many times already. “I Spit on Your Grave”? No, I think you’ll like the ending too much. “Blue Velvet”? Great film, but too softcore for the three of us right? Hmm how about this one....”Euro Perversion 6: Fists of Fury”! Perfect!” I said as I popped the tape into the VCR.

I sat down in between my two girls, and forced them to reluctantly cuddle up next to me, their heads nuzzled against my chest, and my arms going around their shoulders, as i stroked their soft skin gently with my fingers. I forced them to each run their fingernails up and down my chest, and around my nipples as the tape started. Both of them complied like little angels. They were doing exactly what I instructed them to, resigning themselves to their fate, and knowing that resistance would lead to something much worse.



“Ahhh, you girls will love this film, there’s some pretty heavy anal fisting in here.” I said excitedly. “Maybe we’ll try some of that out on you later Avril, what do you think?”

No response to a question?? Hmmmmm, Avril just earned herself another few demerits. With a rough movement, I shoved Avril off of the couch and she landed on the carpeted floor with a thud.

“When will you learn to answer every question I ask you fucking dyke? Amanda answers them! Since you apparently just want to sit there like a fucking object, I think it’s time we treated like you one. Get on your hands and knees bitch.” I said as I continued to cuddle Amanda with my left arm.

“Noooo!!! Please don’t rape me anymore! I’ll be good!” said Avril with fear in her voice. Wasn’t that so precious? She was trying to keep me from penetrating her again, how adorable.

“Don’t be such a baby Avril, I just want you to get on your hands and knees so I can use you like the piece of furniture you are. So DO IT!!!”

Quickly Avril resumed the position that had been asked of her, and I positioned her so that her little ass was in front of me, and her head was in front of Amanda. I placed my feet on top of her tight little buns as though she was my own personal coffee table!

“Hey that’s comfy. Try it out Amanda!” I said as Amanda instantly followed orders, and placed her feet gently onto the backs of Avril’s lithe shoulder blades. The two of us rested our feet on Avril’s back, and I hoped it was as humiliating for her as it looked.

“Ok girls, now you had better fucking watch this movie because I’m going to be giving you a pop quiz after the show!” I said with a serious expression. Hell, I was serious.

“And Avril, you turn your head to the side and watch that fucking tv screen, and don’t you dare close your eyes or stop looking. I can see your face on the wall mirror behind the tv, so don’t you fucking disappoint me or I’ll fucking piss down your throat!”

There’s nothing like tossing out a threat that your victim just knows you could actually accomplish! Sure enough, Avril turned her head, and I could see her watching the screen.

“Ok you two, after this great film, the person who answers the most questions correctly gets to spend the rest of the day being my own personal assistant. And I promise you both this, you DON’T want to find out what it means to not be the participant in what follows. Do you understand?”

A couple of head nods in response wasn’t good enough for me.

“If you understand, I want you to say, ‘Yes Mike, you hot fucking stud, I understand how fucking hot and sexy you are to a cunt like me.’” I instructed. Wow it was fun to hear words like that come out of these two sluts’ mouths. As the words sunk it, I fantasized that they actually meant it, but just hearing it was great nevertheless!

As we watched the 2 hour film showcasing sperm filled holes, gaping openings, vaginal and anal fisting, cumswapping and piss drinking debauchery, I highly doubted that neither Amanda nor Avril would ever want to visit Europe if this was any indication of what went on overseas. Avril spent the entire time with our feet on her back, and I had Amanda playing with my cock and my balls with her fingers.

“Ok Siskel and Ebert, what did you think?” I said as I turned off the tv. Silence! I don’t believe that either of them knew what to say about it, they were both equally repulsed and disgusted! I’d have to bring out my illegally purchased, private women-on-donkey collection I had a friend bring back from Tijuana. That oughta get even more a rise out of their delicate sensibilities.

“Quiz time!” I said as I began alternating questions on what they had just seen. Of course I stacked the questions up in Amanda’s favor. Both of them could see how obvious that was, and I could tell Avril was really starting to hate how nicely I was treating Amanda in comparison to her. I loved those little flashes of hate she was sending Amanda’s way. I was only getting looks of fear out of Avril now. I think she finally realized that it was best not to piss me off.

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