Pecking order pt. 5: Like a virgin
by Bully, bullygirl83 at gmail dot com
Emma gets a toy boy for her birthday.


Disclaimer: This story contains sex and violence. Don't read if that bothers
you. Don't e-mail me if that bothers you. Just don't. Thank you.

The semester had begun wonderfully for Monica and Emma. The girls were sitting
in the high school cafe and sipping their chocolate soya milks. Monica wore
her usual low cut top and white stretch jeans which left nothing to
imagination. Emma wore a pink blouse that offered a generous view of her
voluptuous bosom while her provocatively tight jeans struggled to hold her
feminine curves. The big girl had found new confidence in herself after
Monica's unorthodox self-defence lesson. She boldly showed her assets and
found that most of the male students couldn't help but stare at her with
poorly hidden desire.

"Look at all those guys," Emma said while applying lip gloss. She nodded
towards a group of male students who lined up for their lunch. "Geez, I can't
even look at a boy without thinking "Can I take him?"."

Monica giggled. "Of course you can. You know what I think about when I look at
those guys?"

"What then?"

"I'm thinking about slurping something sweeter than this chocolate milk. You
know what kind of milk I have in mind?", she giggled and sucked her straw
loudly.

"Geez Monica, you're such a cum whore!" Emma said giggling.

"I remember you emptying Jack's balls just yesterday leaving me all out. Had
to milk that loser for fifteen minutes to get another load. That makes you a
cum whore as well, fat girl."

The girls giggled and the boys in the line eyed them uncomfortably, not sure
what these girls were laughing at. This just added to the girls hysterics.

"Seriously, I've got to have sex. It's my eighteenth birthday. I want a
present, and be sure to make it a hard one!"

"That's so old and lame, Emma. But you've got a point. How about a little
double date at my place?"

"Oh, I was hoping you'd say that. Do you see those little geeks in the corner?
The two guys in shirts and shorts?" Emma whispered and pointed the guys out
for Monica.

"Yeah, but there isn't much to look at. You mean you want to do them?" Monica
asked and eyed the unsuspecting pair from head to toe. They had similarly cut
short hair, the other was blonde and the other had bright orange hair and
freckles. They wore khaki shorts and short sleeved button down shirts. The
similar square shaped eyeglasses were a finishing touch to their uniform.

"Well, I'm not too sure about my, uh, self defence skills yet. I think it's a
good idea to start with smaller fish. And I think small guys are kind of cute,
you know, in a very helpless kind of way."

"Well, it is your birthday so I guess it's only fair you call the shots. Let's
have a little chat with them," Monica said and pushed her breasts up,
arranging them for the kill. Emma followed her example and the two walked over
to the boys.

"The revenge of Sith should have been called the revenge of shit! C'mon Rob, I
don't even count the so called prequels as Star Wars movies," Terry said and
began to get a little excited.

"Well so what. I just went to see it to get a conclusion to the saga. Ok, it's
not Peter Jackson great but hey-"

Rob was interrupted by Emma and Monica who sat beside them.

"Hi guys! Are these seats free?" Monica said and flirted very openly with
everything she had. The two boys were almost shaking with the shock and
surprise as one of the school beauties approached them. Rob assumed the role
of the spokesman and stammered: "Sure...g-g-go ahead."

"So guys, do you have any plans for tonight? Would you like to spend some time
with us?" Emma asked and treated the inexperienced boys with an inescapable
view of her cleavage. She was getting a little jealous as the boys kept ogling
at her Monica.

"I'm sorry but there's a Farscape rerun marathon on sci-fi channel. It's every
Friday. It's the second season- ouch!"

Rob kicked his friend's leg under the table and gave him an angry look.

"Terry was only joking. Of course we'd like to date you...uh...what I mean
is..."

The girls giggled. "It's okay, honey," Monica said and tried to calm down the
stammering boy. "See you at the parking lot after school, say four o'clock?
Okay?"

Rob kept nodding even after Monica and Emma had left the table. "Why did you
have to kick me?" Terry snapped at his friend.

"Don't you get it? The school's beauty queen is asking us out and you go on
about Farscape? What is wrong with you?"

"It's just it. There's something wrong about this. That kind of girls aren't
interested about our kind of guys. And she's just sixteen I'm told!"

"So what? You gonna chicken out, is that it?"

"No. But I'm coming along just to see you make an ass of yourself. This must
be some kind of prank."

The school bell rang and Terry and Rob met the girls in the parking lot. "The
redhead is mine" Emma whispered to Monica. "Ok, miss birthday girl. Just don't
kill him, he's such a twig."

Emma went over to to greet the boys and caught Terry's hand in her strong
grip. The boy actually tried to back away but Emma acted as if she hadn't
noticed anything. The hungry look in Emma's eyes made Terry feel uneasy. "Is
this your car, guys?" Monica said with contempt.

Rob smiled and opened a front door for Monica. "I just turned eighteen, got
this old Lincoln from my father as a present. Cool, huh?"

Monica muttered something about Dallas and got in. "I live by the water tower.
You know the place?" While Rob was blabbering about his car Emma's date proved
to be less talkative. Emma was doing her best to break the ice. "Uh, so you
have glasses too. How strong are your lenses? Minus three? Four? I got very
bad sight but I just bought contacts." Terry was just staring out of the car
window. "It's polite to answer, you know?" Emma said and tightened her grip of
his hand.

"Five. Five minus," Terry answered and did his best not to look at Emma's
bosom. He wasn't very successful as the girl had moved so close to him that he
was pressed between her and the car door with nowhere to go.

The awkward situation relaxed a bit as the mixed party reached Monica's house.
Her stepfather was on a business trip as usual, her mother was at a party with
her girlfriends and Monica's step brother Jack was delivering pizza. The big
secluded house was empty, just as Monica had planned. As they entered the
hallway and the boys took off their shoes the girls couldn't help giggling.
They both had thick soles and were even shorter than the girl's had thought.
Monica stood at 180 cm and Emma was 178 while Terry and Rob were roughly 165
cm. Terry started to feel threatened as the girls looked down on them,
giggling ominously. "Let's go the basement and relax a bit. What are you guys
having?" Monica asked while trying to control herself.

"Coke, please," said Rob and Terry nodded silently.

"You guys just relax and sit down while we freshen up a bit with Emma," Monica
said as she poured the boys' drinks and guided them to the basement. "We'll be
with you in a second."

Terry and Bob entered the basement gym and looked around in surprise. "What is
this? Are we going to do gymnastics or what? Not even a TV. Look where your
dick has gotten us in," Terry complained.

"For the last time Bob, shut up. Don't ruin it, ok? Man, this is some gym..."

The door slammed shut and the startled boys saw Monica and Emma enter the room
in their gym wear. Emma locked the door from inside and slid the key between
her breasts, giggling hysterically.

"We've brought you here to entertain us on my birthday. We are going to beat
you up and use you as our sex toys. How does that sound?" Emma said in a
serious tone with her hands on her hips.

"W-What kind of a sick joke is this? W-What the hell is this? I said there was
something fishy about this," Terry stuttered at Rob, moving behind him as if
to take cover.

"Shut up, Terry. What the fuck is wrong with you girls? Is this your idea of
having a laugh? You open that door and let us go now and we won't give you
trouble."

Monica stepped up to face Rob, swaying her hips and grabbing her breast. "You
see these tits, little boy? The key to that door is between them. All you have
to do is take it from me. Are you man enough to take me? Because if you aren't
I'm going make you kiss my ass." Monica had developed a masterful skill of
manipulation while dominating her step brother and step father. She knew
exactly what strings to pull to humiliate and taunt her opponents. She smiled
as the boy lost all the cool he had had. "Terry, you take the other bitch.
This cow is mine." Monica smiled as the enraged boy lunged at her just like
she knew he would. Coldly she kicked him in the stomach, using his own speed
against him. The boy screamed and dropped on his knees as the kick crushed his
abdomen and cut off his breath. "Pathetic. My legs are so much longer than
yours that you can't get even close. Allow me to demonstrate," she said and
kicked him in the chest, knocking him over on his back. As Rob was gasping for
air Monica circled around him and laughed. "Are you afraid of me yet?" she
taunted. Rob muttered some curses among the desperate gasping. "Oh, a tough
guy? Give me a break," Monica said and crouched over her prey to straddle his
chest, easily pinning his wrists on the floor with her hands. Rob watched her
face in fear and disbelief. Her blonde hair framed the round, red cheeks, full
mouth and big blue eyes. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but
there was something in her eyes that had him trembling with fear.

"Not let's make this absolutely clear, boy. I am not letting you go before I'm
sure you do everything I tell you to. Today, tomorrow, whenever I feel like
it. You can give in now and beg me not to beat you up."

"Let me go, bitch!" the struggling boy spat at her.

"You know, that's the answer I wanted to hear," she said and laughed, staring
into his eyes with a predatory gaze.

Rob's friend Terry wasn't doing better at all. Emma had used her size to her
advantage and pushed her small opponent on the floor on his back. In a flash
she was sitting on his stomach with her full weight, easily holding his wrists
in her arms. She watched his panicked expressions in ecstasy while controlling
his breath with her weight. "What's the matter, am I too heavy for you? Am I
too strong?" she taunted while pumping her behind up and down on his
midsection, making the boy gasp for air and grunt with pain.

"Way to go, Emma!" Monica cheered. "Enjoying your birthday present? What are
you going to do with it?"

"Wait a second, I'll ask," she said and raised her butt off the boy's stomach.
"What would you do if I stopped crushing you?"

"Please, anything. I'll do anything!" the boy sobbed.

"You heard it. I'll do anything I want with him!" Emma giggled.

"Oh, your toy is much nicer than mine. He's calling me a bitch and fighting
back." Monica said. "What should I do with him?"

"Maybe you should squeeze his balls a bit!"

Monica looked at Rob. "My friend thinks squeezing your balls would make you
more cooperative. What do you think?" She forced his arms under her knees and
reached her hand back, finding his zipper. Slowly she opened his fly and slid
her hand inside his shorts, closing it around his balls. She could feel Rob's
body tense with fear as she fondled his genitals. The boy screamed in pain as
she squeezed his testicles.

Rob screamed and sobbed in despair. He struggled with all his strength but the
sadistic girl used her weight to keep his arms in painful and overpowering
pin. He kicked his legs around but it didn't help any. "Oh, that's wonderful.
Just keep tiring yourself out, it'll be easier to work on you later. My my,
you've got big juicy balls for such a small boy. Don't you like me playing
with them? Isn't it humiliating, being touched and felt up like this?"

"I'm sorry! Don't do that! Please, just let us go! I have money, take it and
let us go!"

"Oh, you have money? In your wallet? Let's see..." Monica reached under him
and drew Rob's wallet out of his back pocket. "Oh, over 90 dollars! Why thank
you Rob," Monica giggled and slid the bills between her breasts. "This'll buy
me a nice set of lingerie."

"Please let us go now, ok?" the boy pleaded under her.

"Let you go? Hah! We brought you here to have some fun with you. Say Rob, have
you ever kissed pussy?"

"Oh no, oh no..."

"That's okay, I'll teach you. If I let up on your balls, are you going to
behave?"

The boy just sobbed. "You can't just- you can't just rape us!"

"Oh, we can't? But that's just what we are going to do." Monica squeezed Rob's
balls to emphasize her words. "And there's nothing you can do about it because
we got you by the balls."

"Oh please- Ok! Ok! Just don't hurt me anymore," Rob sobbed in submission.
Terry was sobbing as well as he followed his friend's torture. "Just do what
she tells you! Don't hurt him anymore, please! We'll do as you say."

"That's the spirit," Monica giggled and stood up, removed her skimpy g-string
and straddled Rob again. Her naked pussy was inches from his face. "This is
really simple. Up here, between my lips is the clitoris." She pointed out her
throbbing clit with her finger. "Now I want you to lick and suck it. I'll tell
you when you get it right. If you do it real good I might go easy on you
later."

"Later? What do you-" Rob's startled sentence was muffled in Monica's shaved
pussy. Her thighs closed in around his head. He couldn't see or hear and her
strong scent and the taste of her running juices filled his senses. He felt
her with his tongue and found the area she had shown. Desperate to please this
sadistic girl he licked and sucked her as well as he could. He kept telling
himself that this was a bad dream and soon he would wake in the safety of his
bed.

"Let him go! He can't breathe! You'll kill him!" Rob cried as his friend's
head disappeared under this terrifying teenager. Monica licked her lips and
stared back at him. "So?" she laughed.. Emma watched with interest as Monica
rode Rob's tongue in ecstasy. She looked at the trembling boy under her. She
could see in his eyes that there was no fight left in him, only fear. "Don't
worry about your friend, worry about yourself. Now you'll kiss my ass. And if
you don't do a good job I might just sit on you till I smother you. You got
it?"

"Kiss your...ass? You can't mean..."

"Oh yes I can!" Monica said and turned around to face Terry's feet. She pulled
her black g-string aside positioned her butt on his face until she could feel
his nose between her buttocks. Then she grinded her meaty butt demandingly
against his face until she felt the boy's little tongue licking her crack.

Soon the basement was full of ecstatic moaning. Monica climaxed on Rob's face,
rubbing her breasts raw to enhance her sexual peak. As she got off Rob she saw
that the boy had almost passed out. His face was sticky and her juices were
running along his neck. To her surprise the boy immediately got up and ran to
the door. He pulled and twisted the door handle in panic but the door stayed
locked. "No...no...oh no!" He cried and looked at the advancing girl past his
shoulder. "Oh, poor boy. Where do you think you're going? I haven't had enough
fun yet. Come here, I won't hurt you," Monica said with mock sympathy as she
cornered the boy. Rob clenched his fists and lunged at his tormentress but
Monica evaded his panicked attack easily.

"You just don't get it, do you? There's no way out. We'll keep you here until
we're done. I'm afraid I have to torture you more to correct you attitude."
Monica cornered Rob again and kicked him in the balls without mercy. The boy
went down in an instant and broke in tears. The pain, frustration and
humiliation was too much. Monica sat down beside him and pulled the boy
between her thighs. "I call this move the jaws," she said with a girlish
giggle and began to chew his midriff between her strong legs. "I've played
tennis. Can you tell?" She laughed as Rob desperately tried to pry her legs
apart with his hands. Monica increased the rhythm of squeezes and the boy
looked in horror at the intoxicated expression on her face. The girl was
obviously enjoying scissoring him. She drew him closer against her naked groin
and squeezed his body against her pussy. In a few minutes, just as Rob was
about to pass out, she came against his side. Rob wept silently between her
thighs as she shook his body between her thighs in throes of a massive orgasm.
The boy was too weakened to resist her anymore, and they both knew it.

Terry couldn't witness his friend's ultimate humiliation as his face was
buried deep between Emma's but cheeks. Emma on the other hand cheered for
Monica's brutal scissor hold. She had unzipped Terry's shorts and had teased
his cock rock hard while the boy moaned under her. "Oh my god Monica, we have
a big one here!"

"Oh my, what a gorgeous specimen! If I had known that geek boys have packages
like these I definitely would have done this earlier."

"I think I'll have him," Emma giggled and licked her lips.

"You totally should. After all, it is your birthday."

"The last birthday I'll spend as a virgin!" Emma stated proudly.

"You're a virgin? Are you shitting me? An eighteen year old virgin?"

"I guess I've been saving myself for the right guy," Emma said and rubbed
Terry's throbbing cock in her hand. The girls laughed hysterically.

Emma got up from Terry's face and stood over him. His face was wet with sweat,
tears and her juices. The girl placed her foot on his chest and stared down at
his eyes. "Thanks for the foreplay. Now I want you to lay completely still.
Don't move a muscle. If you try anything stupid I'll squeeze your balls to
paste, got it?"

The subdued boy nodded. "Please don't hurt me."

"Such a nice boy you are," she said while straddling him and guiding his hard
meat inside her dripping pussy.

"What are you-! Oh no –not like this-" He started but Emma placed her hand
over his mouth. Her bodyweight kept Terry immobile and helpless as she sucked
his cock deep inside her. She moaned as this new exquisite pleasure took over
her. She didn't feel any pain, only pleasure. "Oh yes! Oh! You just lie there,
my little dildo. And don't come! Dildos don't come...oh!"

Terry couldn't help to get excited. The expert handjob and her warm, demanding
vagina sucked the little remains of his willpower out of him. He moaned
helplessly in forced excitement, despite the pain and humiliation. Suddenly
Emma came screaming, squeezing him between her thick thighs. Rob moaned in
panic against her hand. "Please...I can't help it...I'm gonna..." He couldn't
fight against the tight suction of her vagina and came inside her just seconds
after her climax. To his luck Emma was too spent to punish him.

He watched in horror as the other girl forced her ass on his friends face
again while facing his feet. She unzipped him and rubbed his cock with her
skilled fingers until he got hard. Finally she sucked him until he began
moaning and trembling. She pumped his balls hard in her hands as he came in
her mouth, carefully draining every last drop of his cum. "That's it, don't
fight it. Give all your milk to Monica." Terry couldn't believe his eyes as
the girl ravenously pumped, sucked and licked Rob's sensitive member for a
second helping. The suffering boy was in tears and wept openly.

The girls finally let the boys go around midnight. They ran into their car and
speeded away. After a good thirty minutes Rob broke silence. "Nobody can know
about this. Nobody."

"They have our numbers. They- They took our phone numbers! Don't you get it?
I-It's not over," Terry stammered.

"We've got to stop them. We'll go to the gym tomorrow. We have to start taking
lessons in kung fu or some shit."

"Girls aren't supposed to be that strong," Terry sobbed. "Girls aren't
supposed to be like that."

Back in the Richards' place the girls were taking a bath together, sipping
chardonnay and smoking cigarettes. "I think I'll make Terry my personal
slave," Emma said.

"You totally should. I mean, it's great to do different guys but I like to
have a guy like my Jackie around. Someone who really knows your needs and
who's well trained. If he'll ever save enough money to move on his own I think
I'll have to kidnap him and keep him in the basement," she giggled.

"You're such a bitch, Monica. And I love you."

"I love you too, fat ass."

The girls hugged each other and opened another bottle of wine.