by Writing Shark
A Catfight
The plains wind Chinook passes through Hailee Steinfeld’s being as she finally realizes what is happening and fills her with righteous anger.
“You fucking whore!” she screams, realizing that Anna has a head start in the race that ends with only one of them getting her dream fulfilled. And of course it’s about satisfying Damian Stratton. Everything in her young life now revolves around it. She prostitutes herself for Damian Stratton at an outrageously cheap price and he gets all the money in return for her humiliating herself. “Anna, you’re cheating!”
With an angry scream, Hailee throws herself between her pimp’s legs, pushing Anna to the side, who is smart enough not to react too harshly so as not to harm Damian. Anger and rage blind both women, but they are not tired of life.
“Give me his cock you fucking piece of shit!” Hailee roughly grabs Anna by the hair and violently rips her off your cock. Gone are the days when they served men together, now each is for themselves and has only one goal.
Painful moans escape Hailee’s throat as her twitching neck replaces Anna’s. The more experienced whore doesn’t let that happen to her, punches her friend in the breasts and throws herself under her to lick your balls with her mouth.
The two women keep pinching and punching each other while their mouths are on your cock, but you are only interested in the good feeling of two submissive sluts who do everything for you. You leisurely fuck Hailee’s mouth while her tongue slides over the underside of your cock, spreading salvia everywhere. Her mouth is hot and wet and she strains her tongue until it hurts, but she stays on you so that Anna eventually lets go of your balls. You see the murderous rage in her eyes as she throws herself on the bed next to you, presses her face into the pillows and lifts her ass so high that you can look straight into her cunt, which she is spreading with all her might for you.
“Fuck my tight hole Sir! Please! Please hurt me and do anything to me that you want!” You really enjoy manipulating the two of them and Hailee screams angrily as you kick her back with your foot, stand up and walk over to Anna. “Yes! Fuck yes!” she cries out as you stab her. “Use me Sir! Use me like you want! Destroy me! Destroy my quivering cunt with your godly cock Sir! Fuck!” She gets wild and pushes her hips against you while you fuck her standing up and her body hangs almost vertically on you. Her legs tense painfully, then she rises onto them and rocks her hips toward your cock. “Fuck me like a bitch! Yes Sir fuck your bitch in all her holes. Breed me sir! Breed your stupid bitch.!” Hailee watches in horror as you fuck Anna but it doesn’t take long before you feel her delicate hands on your butt, then her tongue on your ass. Her hands massage your balls skillfully while her tongue circles around your hole as if it were her favorite activity.
“Sir…” she whispers, then plunges herself back into your ass. Her face hits you with every thrust, it must hurt her, but you’re having a good time. “Anna is old and useless.”
“Fuck… hah… Fuck you you piece of trash…” Anna gasps while Haille closes her fingers around your balls.
“I’m tight and willing and not as fucked as this slut.” Her lips kiss your hips lovingly. You like the tactic, especially since you and Scarlett have already fucked a bitch today.
“You think you’re better?” you ask.
“No!” Anna screams, but she can’t move away from your cock but instead tightens her inner muscles so hard that she almost crushes you.
“Yes, Sir. I’m tighter and wetter and more willing. And I know what you like, Sir.” Hailee nestles against your back and grabs your cock. First you squeeze her hand hard between you and Anna, but then you allow her to pull your cock out of her friend and lightly jerk off your slimy spear. “I live because of you Sir,” Hailee whispers. “I only exist to bring you money and my pussy to your cock. That’s why I’m here in the world.” You grin as she bites your neck lightly, then throws herself next to Anna. “You are the Master Sir and I am just a stupid simple-minded female actress. You decide. Here.” She also pulls her pussy so far apart that you hear her moans of pain. “You own me Sir. Do with me what you want. Breed me. Sell me. You own me. I belong to you.”
Painful moans follow as you stick your thumbs into her cunt, stretching her even further. You can see deep into her hole and Hailee starts to shake while Anna takes the opportunity to blow you again. But Hailee is in charge.
“You’re a good girl, Hailee,” you say grinning.
“I’m your good girl Sir. Tell me what to do and it will happen.”
“No Sir…” Anna now pleads desperately. “I can’t take this anymore… Please, Sir… Please make me a good girl. I’ll become a real whore if I keep going. Please Sir. I’ll fuck whoever you want. No matter who. Does not matter when. You get all my money Sir. Please just give me a role or I’ll lose my mind.”
“I don’t care about my mind Sir,” Hailee replies. “I know that I don’t make decisions about my life. I’ve learned my lesson Sir. Give me the role and I’ll bring you money, power and women. You decide what you take from me. All my money?” She kisses you on the cheek. “It’s yours. I’ll bring you any woman you want. Just please give me the role Sir. Make me a star.”
The two women continue to humiliate themselves for you for several hours but finally you have had enough, grab both of them by their hair and roughly push their faces onto your cock. Your cum glues them together, covering their cheeks and eyes as you get into the gap between them. Both women look pitiful and except for their faces, their bodies bear clear signs of their struggles. Men have fights and after a showdown, they know who is stronger. Women on the other hand, even those elite actresses, are brutal and sneaky and even as they lick your cum off their faces, they bite their lip or pinch their nipples while giving you submissive looks.
Finally you stand in front of the mess that they are, dressed and unwashed, disheveled hair, cracked lips and smudged make-up. Hailee’s high heels are soaked with Anna’s juice and Anna’s with Hailee’s spit. Their clothes are crumpled and dirty and their bodies stink of sweat, cum and salvia.
“Sir?” Hailee asks. She doesn’t dare to say anything else, kneels in front of you, shaking with fear, anger and adrenaline.
Should I tell them that me and Mister Moore have already decided a long time ago, you ask yourself and suppress a grin, but decide against it. You enjoyed playing the two against each other and, like Napoleon before you, you know that two armies are best defeated separately.
“Anna,” you say, not paying attention to the aftermath of the two of them. “Lyndsy will contact you about the preparations.”
“Yes sir!” She has tears in her eyes.
“And Hailee…”
“Yes Sir?” She speaks quietly, defeated, but looks at you. She knows her place and you could free her from her position as a cheap whore for rich, disgusting men.
“You’re going to your next appointment and you’re being extra accommodating about being late.”
“Yes Sir.” But she’ll make you good money, even if only a few hundred dollars a night.
But the little one was born for sex work. Maybe… But you also have roles planned for her. Later. And before that you will fuck her hard and dirty often enough. Your cheap little whore.
Writing Shark 