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CH 34

Lola sat on the floor and continued to rub the plastic cup of ice water across hear head. Things… after this point, were getting a little jumbled. She took a few deep breaths and looked around. Again, her eyes rested on the Champaign bottle.

That… bottle… ooooohhh god! Lola put her head on her knees and groaned. Immediately she winced and pulled back up against the wall again; the sting in her belly said she had angered her new piercing when she bent forward. She looked at the strange colonist on her stomach at the top of her belly button. A small gold ring bisecting a purple stone of some sort. A spot of color popping out of her tan fur. She gingerly played with it, pushing the bead back and forth along the ring. Slowly, like a chain of dominoes colliding at a glacial pace, she put the last half of the day back into place.

CH 35

Brandie had been gone for a while, and Lola was beginning to wonder if she was going to come back.

“First time you’ll have shared your bed with another woman.” Her mind gleefully said. “Makes you wonder if you were going to be the spoon-er or the spoon-e.”

That, made her wriggle with a case of the creepy-crawlies and Lola got off the bed to walk it off. It was bad enough having to live with another naked woman, who was at least as good looking as she was. Or better. She thought her mind was going to keep belittling her, but it went quiet. Lola had never had an “imaginary friend” when she was younger, especially one that seemed to enjoy humiliating her and dragging out her dirty laundry to wave around. It wasn’t just the voice that spouted random thoughts or ideas that everyone had from time to time, this was a real jerk. She hoped to heavens that she wasn’t going crazy as a coping mechanism.

She paced the room a little before her curiosity won, sending her over to Brandy’s vanity table. Lola opened the wooden drawers and snooped about. Cosmetics. Cosmetics as far as they eye could see. It was a riot of tubes and glosses, liners and powders.

“Jeeeze…” Lola marveled. This girl had been earning just about everything under the sun. It was amazing, and she felt a stab of jealousy. Brandie must have spent days on her back for all this. Did she resent having to do it, or did Brandy have that Girl Scout spirit going door to door hawking her wares for enough credit to buy it all?

She stood there for a moment, envious and disgusted, willing and unwilling. Lola shut the drawer and went back to her bed after fishing out the small camera from under it. Since she had some privacy she might as well get her chore of the day over with. How anyone thought that making her masturbate in public was “going easy on her” was beyond her.

Lola settled on the bed, spreading her knees wide to the side. She had to make sure there was a perfectly good view of her snatch or it wouldn’t count. Putting the small round camera on the mattress, she clicked the button, and the little red record light popped on. There it was, an electronic eye staring straight at her pussy, unblinking, unwavering and always wanting more. Lola sighed and reached down, letting a couple of fingers begin to stroke her outer lips. Rubbing them back and forth she let out a little moan as her strokes coaxed her lips open. She relaxed and bit her bottom lip as her fingers coaxed herself wet, her slit glistening for the camera. She still wasn’t used to groping herself- she’d never really been into it before all this, but like everything else, she was getting used to it. And… to be honest, when she was alone, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

“I like it when you look at me.” She whispered for the camera, hoping that he was the only one that would see her daily offering, but after walking by the lounge area and seeing her “incident” up on the TV, she wasn’t sure it was ever private. Maybe nothing she did was every going to be private again, and “privacy” had become a dead idea she was holding on to.

Still, with no one at her window she could at least pretend. Her slit was wet now, and she dipped her finger tips in, getting them slippery, and taking them to her button. This part she was starting to enjoy, rubbing her little clit and breathing harder. Pushing her fingers deeper into her pussy she dragged them back up again, sliding wetly along her clit the entire way. Pleasure arched up her stomach and she felt her leg tremble. She moaned… yess… this wasn’t bad at all….

The door opened and Brandie burst into the room making a b-line for her dresser. Lola nearly screeched as she jolted upright, her hands flying about scoop up her camera with slimy fingers. She slid it under the pillow and leaned back, panting, flustered and completely unsatisfied. She crossed her legs and gritted her teeth, hiding her hands under the pillows while easing back.

“Jeeze! You could have knocked!” she said trying to get her breath back under control. Thank god Brandie’s nose was just for show otherwise she would have been able to tell Lola was hot under the collar. Her pussy pulsed with desire, reminding Lola she had unfinished business.

“What?” Brandie said dumping something down on the table. She took a step back and shuddered wildly, rubbing her arms to warm them up. Turning around Lola saw she had goose bumps and… well… her nipples were rock hard; twin peaks pointing dead at Lola’s face.

“LOOK. WHAT. I. GOT!” Brandie said excitedly, her eyes wide with delight. On the dresser looked like a shiny chrome pale with a… bottle sticking out of it?”

“Is that an ice bucket?” Lola asked hopefully.

Brandie shook her head enthusiastically. “It sure is! Just filled it up back at the dinner hall!” She rubbed her chest where she has been apparently holding it, shivering in delight “But, what’s even better is what that pretty bucket is keepin’ cool!” She giggled and pulled the bottle out.

Lola’s eyes got wider. Brandie was holding an honest-to-god bottle of Champaign. She got off the bed.

“How the hell did you get THAT?” Lola wondered out loud. Looking at the label it was indeed Champaign, not “sparkling wine”. This was the real deal.

“I earned it!” Brandie said proudly. “You’re going to learn to find yourself a sugar daddy. Course the best ones already are taken, like mine. That’s right, Mr. Ferris, the one who counts all the stuff we have, he’s sweet on me. So when I was hearing that party was comin’ up next week, well I just walked my little old self down there. Just presented myself and let him do all the thinks he’s been thinkin’ of for a while. Now I’ve been here a while, so I know they need to check the stock to make sure it’s the real thing, and after I gave him the works, I got to be the one who’s making sure it is. I figure we can have ourselves a housewarming party!”

“That’s… amazing.” Lola said truly impressed, and partly disgusted. She wasn’t sure what Brandie had to do for something that looked expensive, but apparently it didn’t even phase her.

Brandie walked over and pulled out a couple of red plastic cups from the ice bucket. “Not crystal but it’ll do. You like?” she grinned.

Lola nodded. The cheap stuff never agreed with her, but few times, the very few times, she’d had genuine French vintage, it had been good. Really good. “I like!”

“Oh honey, we just got to do something with you. You’re still in the bush league if you can’t control yourself.” Brandie tutted.

Lola looked confused.

“All I do is offer you one little drink and you go and splash your panties. Well, if you had any.” She smirked condescendingly.

Lola realized Brandie was staring at her messy pussy, still slick from the aborted attempt to masturbate. She could feel her lips still tingle with each heartbeat.

“Uhhhh… yea. Gotta work on that.” Lola stammered, cheeks flushing all over again.

Brandie shook her head and handed Lola the plastic cups. The ice crunched as she pulled the bottle out and Lola watched the small cold remnants slide off of it. Pointing the bottle toward the window, Brandie put her thumbs to cork and pushed, and Lola could see she was careful to avoid touching her nails to it. The cork shot out with an explosion, the sound magnified to a cannon inside the small boxy room. The cork ricocheted off the bars and bounced back at them making the women squeal in delight. The bottle ejaculated one huge surge across the exercise mat before subsiding. Lola rushed and got the cups and Brandie filled them. To the top.

“That’s … a lot!” Lola balked watching the fizzy sparkles erupt out of the plastic top.

“Well, we only live once! Besides, we don’t have a fridge.”

Lola watched wide eyed as her roommate drained nearly half her cup in one go. Brandie shivered and almost sneezed at the carbonation. As an afterthought she tapped her glass to Lola’s “Here’s to us!”

Lola gestured back and took her first drink. Memories came back from some of the more formal parties she had gone to celebrating a season finally win. This was every bit as good as that. She smiled, and took another drink.

And another.

CH 36

It was warm outside. That’s what Lola thought. A really nice warm day that made her whole body tingle. She looked down at her cup and it was empty. Strange, Brandie had been filing up pretty consistently while the music played on the stereo. It has been some teen pop star but after listening to nothing but bird song and ocean waves, it was terrific. Soon they were dancing, a little at first but as the cups emptied, the stops were pulled out. Brandie, of course, had started, shaking her hips and calling for Lola to come join her. Lola resisted, but then started laughing. When she didn’t stop, she got off the bed and joined Brandie.

“I mean why the hell not, it’s my room, AND I’m a better dancer.” Lola thought to herself.

Then it was on. Every time Lola got a little bolder, Brandie egged her on. Lola swung her chest out, Brandie cheered. She swung her hips wide and lifted her ass up. Brandie laughed, whipping her hair around, reaching up to caress her breasts, letting the slide down her cupped hands until they were free again. They danced closer, each with a drink in their hand. When the CD started again, they were nearly less than a body length away. Lola almost had to back up a little since it was getting hard to see Brandie’s face past her tits, but that didn’t stop the action- it was like she was almost daring the other woman to get closer. Little Lola was feeling no pain- she was BACK.

Then the CD started skipping and both women started laughing like idiots. Brandie managed to stop the device and slopped some more drinks for both them.

“Yourr a sexy bunny when your hair… when you let down your hair.” Brandie slurred, back against the wall.

Lola blushed a little. “Tell mee more.” She has always sought the attention of others and right now, this praise was sounding pretty good. She leaded against the dresser table, which seemed to be the only thing in the room that wasn’t tilting just a little.

“Some of us schot you were stuck upp” Brandie started. “But you chus don’t know how to have fun. You’re a sexy little bitch when wanna be.” She grinned.

Lola grinned back. She was thinking about just how sexy she wanted to be. The old feeling was back- someone chatting her up, pouring that attention into her emotional well. Something sparkly caught her eye. Brandie’s belly button piercing was winking at her. The tart had some sort of stone that was just catching the light and sparking at it. The woman’s tanned belly was as smooth as could be, all the way down to her bald pussy.

“Did it hurt? When yewh got that?” Lola took an unsteady step forward, still looking at it.

“A little, not much.” Brandie said finally understand what Lola was staring at. Then her eyes went wide.

“Oh my god!” Brandie said, beginning to smile.

“Oh my god?” Lola said back, eyes going big.

“OH MY GOD!” Brandie said gleefully. “We are going to get you one of those RIGHHT FUCKING NOW.”

“Whhhhat?” Lola slurred

“Doc’s still in his office. Whhersh your leash?” Brandie finally put down her cup and wobbled around the room. It took her a while to remember it was hanging on the outside of the door. She opened it and got it.

“Wait…” Lola said.

Brandie cocked her head. “You’ll look sooooo cute whith one!” She grinned and then taunted, “Unless your checkin. Errr Chicken.”

Lola flamed up on that that part. Nobody called her babe and nobody called her chicken. “Chicken? Fuck that!” her tail flicked in annoyance.

“Then prove it slutty bunny.” Brandie taunted again, waving the leash. Lola couldn’t go anywhere outside the room without a leash and they both knew it. “You wanna stay in bush league or are we doin’ this?”

Lola reached for the leash, missed, then reached again and caught a hold of it. Staring the larger blonde in the eyes, she fumbled it on to her collar until it clicked. Tiled her chin up and smirked, calling any bluff the other woman had.

Brandie smiled and gave it a tug, then turned to go, almost dragging Lola off her feet.

“Uuurgh!” Lola mumbled finding that her feet were sometimes too big and didn’t always go where she wanted them to. It was like every ten seconds she forgot how to walk. Fortunately, so did Brandie and they eventually fell together in a hug, holding on to each other for stability.

“You look pretty hot with a leash on.” Said Brandie, giving Lola’s should a squeeze.

“Damn right I do.” She slapped Brandie on the ass making the other woman squeal with delight. It was just a random thought and she went with it. Right now, she was going with whatever she felt like.

“Being drunks’ not all that bad.” She thought to herself and slapped the larger girl’s ass again. The sound echoed down the hallway.

When they got to the doctor’s office, they were a riot of laughter.

CH 37

Doc Wayland was a little surprised with the two women burst into his office, banging the door against the wall, and fell into his examination chair. He’d heard them coming from a long way off, but he wasn’t expecting to see Lola again for a while. This… for once was a nice surprise- you didn’t get that many nice ones on the island.

“Doc! Doctor Doctor.” Brandie babbled gleefully. “I’ve got a patent for you.” She sang in a sing song voice leaning heavily on the chair, letting her hair and breasts immodestly spill over onto it.

He watched Lola attempt to clamber up the reclining chair and having a rough go of it. Both smelled strongly like booze. Eventually the rabbit made it up with a variety of cursing and flopped onto her back looking up at him.

“She wants a piercing.” Brandie giggle looking down at Lola who looked back at her and then up at him again. Lola might have reservations when she sobered up but Brandie didn’t care- she wanted Lola to have one, so Lola was going to get one. She was the boss and could just say it was Lola’s idea later on if things started getting stupid between them.

“Really?” he said, letting this play out.

“Yep. Putter’ here tock” Lola slurred and slapped her stomach.

Doc Wayland cocked his head and looked down at Lola. She was different, and he felt himself starting to get erect. Gone was the timid little beast who whined and bleated about how they had manhandled her, and how they treated her like an object. In its place was a confident, almost daring gaze, if a little out of focus from time to time. This was the Lola he had seen on TV, and that definitely got him hot under the collar. He had been hoping for a crack at her when he first saw Lola get dragged in by the welcoming crew, but she’d been put off limits by her trainer the moment Lola was assigned to him. This was first opportunity he’d ever gotten a shot at a celebrity, even if she was a C or D list one.

“What are you going to give me?” he asked looking at both girls. Brandie shrugged and looked down a Lola. Lola simply spread her legs open, letting them hit the sides of the chair, leaving her pussy open to his hungry eyes. She was already wet!

“I like it when you look at me.” She said with a confident smile. “I beht I like it when you fuck me.”

She just kept staring at him, meeting his gaze, almost challenging him. He walked his eyes down her athletic body, her new developing breasts, her flat stomach and slim hips, and that gorgeous tight little mound. This was the first time he hadn’t minded a woman not being bald- Lola’s hairs were so short and soft it might as well have been skin. He most certainly didn’t care that she was drunk- she was offering herself up and that was a ticket to ride on the island.

He laughed, but was already undoing his pants. He wanted this for a long time and he was damned if anyone, even her trainer, was going to wander in and ruin things. As soon as his pants were on the floor, he shut the door over and locked. It. To hell with the shirt, it could stay on. He turned again and looked at her. She looked back at him, and both girls were looking ready to go.

“All right there Lola, get those hips up for me.” He said, moving over to where she was laying, predatory look in his eyes. He stared down at her small Venus mound. This was going to be amazing.

“Open wide for the doc!” Brandie giggled and reached down Lola’s front to spread her pussy lips apart.

She had almost reached it when Lola slapped her hand away.

“Oh no! I’m doin’ it!” Lola said almost annoyed, shooting Brandie a dirty look. Bitch wasn’t going to steal her thunder. Not now, not ever. Arching her hips up, Lola leaned a little to the side and reached in under her tail and cupped her ass. With two fingers she spread her slick pussy open for him, the labia forming an upside down V as she revealed her opening to him. He had treated her like dirt, but right now she had something she wanted and Lola didn’t care what he had done.

She moaned as he lubed his shaft with her juices, first sticking two fingers in her, then rubbing them up and down himself till his cock glistened. She bit her lip as she watched him position his cock head at her opening, missing at the first thrust, but then finding it. She watched open mouthed as he pressed, compressing his cock head till all of a sudden it POPPED in with a lightning bolt of pleasure. Then, she really started moaning.

Brandie was surprised, but that turned into pissed. Lola… slapped her? HER? The one who was showing Lola all the ropes? The head roommate who was well on the way to being a star? Ohhh no. No no no. That rabbit was going to learn some hard lessons. Brandie leaned over the chair looking down at the little bitch and thought about taking those long tan ears and chocking Lola with them, but she didn’t. Even drunk she knew better than to interrupt a man having some fun, so she watched the little whore get fucked. She pouted- she was used to being the center of attention, not on the sidelines, and didn’t feel good.

Lola, on the other hand, was feeling incredible. Her legs were spread wide and she rolled her hips when the doctor pushed cock into her, her cunt gripping him, her body urging him on. She looked down and saw how thick he was when he pulled back from another thrust. Human… cocks… where huge… oh god…

“AHHhhhh!!!” she squealed as he pushed in again with a wet slop forcing her pussy juices out to make room for him. She saw him grinning. “Doctor like… uuuuuuummmm… to fuck his patients?” she teased him.

“I like fucking this patient.” He grunted and pushed in hard for emphasis, and was rewarded with watching her eyes flutter up. He did it again, forcing her pussy wide till they were belly to belly and his balls slapped wetly on her ass. “Oohh. Yea… I wanted to fuck you since day one.” he grunted. He expected some shame from her, or some a fluster from the writing little girl he was forcing himself into.

Lola did no such thing, the alcohol had its full grip on her brain and instead, she egged him on.

“Unnn… UHHHHNNNNNN…. Fuuuck you feel…. goood in mee! You want them AHHH FFFF… to make.. oh oh OH OH OHHHH YESS!... me… a whore for you?” she panted, grinning lecherously and tried to wrap her legs around him. He was too large so she kept her knees flat against the chair tying to leave herself as vulnerable to his cock as possible. Even after being fucked by her owner, her far too small opening was barely able to take him.

He grinned hungrily. “I want hnnnnggg… them to make you into sex toy. The inland fuck bunny.” He grinned watching her tits bob has he forced her body to shake and push with his cock. They locked eyes and she bit her lip, and bucked her hips against his in an almost primal manner as he talked about violating her.

Brandie had enough of this. She thought it was going to be fun to start getting her new toy to look like her but now she was the third wheel watching other people fuck, and that was an unpleasantly new experience to her. She knew how men worked- it was just a matter of accelerating the event, then they could get on with things. She slipped seductively around the side of the chair, and pressed herself up against Doc Wayland. Never once had she ever heard of a man complaining when another lady wanted in on the fun. She nestled herself against him, and breathed into his ear.

“Oh baby, I think we all want that. Show her what it’s going to be like.” Brandie bit his earlobe.

The sting sent lust up in him, thinking of her roaming around the island to be used when he felt like it. He wanted to fuck her without having to ask anyone, and have his fun with the mewling whore. He was panting heavily now, spurred on by thoughts in his head as the tan bunny wailed in pleasure as he fucked her.

“That’s it baby, wreck her! Wreck her little slut pussy!’ Brandie growled goading him on, sliding her nails down his back, just enough to leave red marks. He arched and snorted, thrusting hard.

“UHN! AHHHHHH!” Lola squeeled in pleasure, gripping the sides of the chair. “AHH AH! Oh Fuck!” She was drooling a little and her breath was rapid. She was building up to a climax for someone she barely knew and she wanted it badly. “Don’t stop! Oooooh! Don’t stop!” she begged, scrunching her eyes closed. He was thrusting rapidly into her, trying to find if she had a limit as he repeatedly battered her cervix with his cock head. She let him, wanting the feeling of a much larger man pin her down and push her up to the limit; to dominate. Her stomach tensed and an erotic heat built up in her. Her chest heaved and her eyes watered as she felt it rushing at her. Maybe it was the alcohol but there was no shame or guilt at letting near stranger take advantage of her. It was just so easy to let it happen.

Wayland felt Lola wind up under him and then explode. She bucked and groaned almost crying in lust as held her down pressing her into the seat; it was worth the wait. He saw and felt the orgasm spread all through her body. It rolled her eyes back in her head, and made her flush with heat, and that little cunt of hers just held onto his dick as if it were begging him for more. It all became too much and he felt himself building up. He wasn’t going to hold back or try to drag it out- honestly if he had climaxed before she did, Lola was going to be out of luck. But it wasn’t all that often that he got to feel one of the girls go completely cum crazy under him. Some girls tried to fake it but a guy could tell, and she was feeling so good that it was impossible to hold out and not get swept up with it.

He felt his stomach tremble as he pushed in, laying down on top of her, belly to belly, feeling her soft fur heave against him. A rising tide tingled through his stomach heading straight between his legs let him know it was time. His balls clenched as he felt a wave of pleasure ripple through him as he started to cum in her. An eruption of sperm splattered and shot into her tiny bunny cunt, filling it up. He nuzzled his cock head to her cervix and splurted ropes into her womb, feeling an almost primal sense of accomplishment. This was more than just a fuck; this was a triumph! He shuddered and grunted, moving to cup his hands around her shoulders to press himself deeper. There was no more room to go but it didn’t stop him from trying. Jizz shot out the sides of pussy as he grunted again, feeling that draining sensation has he shuddered, filling her past the brim with his last sticky ropes.

He stayed that way for a while, panting and feeling her breath against him, feeling himself recede and retreat, eventually leaving her with a wet slop. He coughed and cleared his throat.

“Get me a towel.” He said to the blonde behind him.

“Maybe we could…” Brandie started to say.

“Just get me a towel.” Annoyed, Wayland cut her off. “Make it two.” He wasn’t in the habit of repeating himself.

Brandie paused, mouth open as if she was going to say something more, but shut it and looked around the mess that everyone called an examination room. In one of the drawers she found some decent looking towels and handed him some, swallowing her resentment. He took them from her and started cleaning himself up and threw the other on Lola, who was still panting in a haze of dreamy endorphins.

Finished with toweling off, Wayland let it drop to the floor and washed his hands in the sink. Fishing out a tray and picking over its contents until he was satisfied he carried it over and plucked a pair of latex gloves from a near empty box. Turning around he went back to the chair with the tray, setting it down on an enameled side table that look like it had seen better days. Tucking the towel under her ass to keep her from leaking out onto his chair more so than he already had, he took a moment to enjoy his handy work, seeing her vaginal area a mess of sweat, pussy juice, and his sperm. Small pearls of cum dribbled from her lips, running down between her ass cheeks and making an unholy mess of her tail. That made him chuckle and he got back to work, swabbing the small hole in her stomach with iodine.

He pinched the flesh right at the top of belly button with a pair of clamps. It was a little harder to see due to the fur, but he could feel how much the clamps held and felt confident. Then he procured a needle, eyed it, and placed it between the clamps. Lola shuddered.

The small spike of pain pushed Lola partly back into the real world. “Wha..?” she murmured, wincing and furrowing her brow. Discomfort was not what she and become expect to after a round of getting fucked.

“Hold her down. Almost done. Allllmostt done.” Wayland said feeling his patient squirm, while he threaded the needle.

“Surrr” Brandie slurred a little and pressed Lola flat against the chair.

Doctor Wayland finished inserting the gold ring with the little purple glass jewel. It was pretty simple really, he just didn’t like people wriggling around while he did it. It wasn’t a hard procedure if everyone was cooperating.

“Ok, make sure she leaves it alone for a while. And…. Ah… never mind, you’re drunk too. We’re done, take her home. Good luck.” He stretched and opened the door. Right now he wanted a shower and nap; it had been a great day.

“Ok doc.” Brandie said, struggling to clip Lola’s leash on. “Up you go cum dumpster, time t’go.” She snipped and pulled the leash a little more than she should have, forcing Lola upright. The rabbit struggled to get her feet but took some propping up, and Brandie straightened her up like a doll.

“Hey do you think…” Brandie said.

“That’s nice. Well, time to go!” Wayland said again showing them to the door. He’d had his fun and now they were being dismissed. Brandie tried to smile and they hobbled out.

Out in the hallway Lola was all sloppy smiles and droopy eyes. Gone was the aggressive rabbit who had been a little too uppity for her own good, replaced with one who hugged Brandie’s side and rubbed her head along her side as Brandie helped Lola along the hall. After making a pit stop in the bathroom to freshen up, Brandie steered them both back to the room, and poured Lola on the bed. It was like the rabbit had shifted gears into another person.

Brandie would have paced around the room but she was still tipsy from the day’s events and feeling unsteady on her feet. The Champaign bottle wasn’t empty but she started to take care of that, drinking directly out of it.

“Hey.” Said Lola.

Brandie turned around and looked at her.

“You’rrr not gunna believe it!” Lola continued. “But I got one of these too!” She was grinning confusedly down at her stomach and flipping the new piercing back and forth gingerly. “Just like you!”

“Great.” Brandie said, sitting down on the bed, finishing off the bottle, watching the sun set out the wall window. It really was a beautiful view.

Lola flicked it around a few times more then sat back against the wall and smiled until a thought worked its way out of the booze in her head.

“Awww damn it.” Lola groaned.

Brandie turned back to the rabbit. Lola was fumbling for something under the pillows.

“Itzz almost night.” Lola grunted. “Still hafta.”

“Hafta what?” Brandie said.

“Hafta get off on the this.” Lola held up the round camera. “Effery day. But it’s almost night.”

That sounded familiar to Brandie for some reason.

“So, now, I hafta turn it on and put it here.” A red light clicked on the round cam as Lola spread her legs apart and put it about where her knees had been, pointing right at her slit. Then she paused and looked at Brandie.

“Ok, but, you have to turn around.” Lola said little sheepish.

Brandie, ever the social predator, sensed weakness. She looked down at Lola and smirked. “Why?”

Lola looked away, her cheeks reddening. “Well, it’s emBARRRRRRISSingg.” Lola whined. “Just don’t look. It’ll take a minute.” She was only watching Brandie from the corner of her eye now.

Brandie grinned with all the humor of a dog flashing its teeth, narrowing her eyes. “No.” she said firmly.

“But.” Lola started to protest.

“NO!” Brandie said again gleefully and slid off the bed, standing in front of Lola.

“But it’s my room and…” Lola whined.

“You talk back one mhore..ti.. time and I’ma going to knock those buck teeth in.” Grinned Brandie, hands on her hips, lording over the shrinking rabbit. She was so ready for this. Ever since that incident at the doctor’s office, Brandie had been waiting to set things straight on how things were going to be around here. No more passive-aggressive tripe like yanking Lola’s collar too hard, it was time to be blunt. Brandie was happily going to be a mean drunk.

Lola shrank back into the pillows behind her but kept her legs open. The camera kept recording it all.

“What are you waiting for honey.” Brandie pointed at Lola’s crotch. “Get goin’”.

Lola gulped as the much larger woman, backlit by the sunset, loomed over her. The last light of the day was hitting Brandie’s hair, giving her a halo, which only added to her dominating stance. She reached down between her legs and began to message her lips. She looked down demurely and watched her fingers begin to tease herself open.

“Hey!” Brandie snapped. “Eyes up here!” she reached down and grabbed Lola’s chin, forcing her head back up. “Did I shay you could look away f’rm me?”

Lola looked timid and stammered. “n…no.”

Brandie grinned again, but that grin never made it to her eyes. Still holding Lola’s chin she shook the rabbit’s head back and forth in a slow “no” motion.

“You think I’m ugly? Is that it? You shink I’m fucking ugly?” Brandie said again, a little louder this time. Her nipples harden as she felt Lola jump under her grip.

“No!” Lola whined.

“That’s right. So why aren’t you looking at me? Too stupid to remember where your little cunt is?”

Brandie could feel the rabbit’s cheeks flush.

“no…” Lola responded, shame faced.

“Good. You look at me when I’m talking to you. Right?” she gave Lola’s jaw a little squeeze for emphasis, puckering the other girls lips.

“Yeshh” Lola slurred, with an almost pleading look.

“Good girl.” Brandie said condescendingly, like she would an animal. “Gooooodd Girrrrlll.” As she said it, she let go of Lola’s face and have her a hard pat on the cheek. Then she followed it up with a harder smack that made Lola’s cheek redden.

“Now, get that pussy wet. Come on!” she said with eyes locked with Lola’s. Her heart was picking up at the act of dominating this little starlet.

Lola’s cheek smarted and began to move her fingers up and down her lips faster. She could feel her pussy begin to puff up as it warmed up her stroking, and soon her slit opened, glistening with pleasure.

Brandie noticed it too.

“Good dog. Now get your fingers in that whore hole of yours.” She snorted, staring down at the rabbit’s twat as Lola continued to caress it. “What’s that line again? The one yhou like sayin’ to everyone?”

“I like it when you look at me...” Lola mumbled ashamed.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” Brandie said and smacked Lola’s face again.

“I like it when you look at me!” Lola said louder, cheek a shade redder.

“AGAIN.” Brandie said, slapping Lola’s other cheek.

“I LIKE IT WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME!” Lola said in a panicked louder voice.

“I bet you fucking do.” Brandie gloated and looked down. “I told you to get your fingers in there!” Brandie grabbed Lola’s hand, found the girl’s fingers and slid two of them into down to the knuckles in the rabbit’s cunt. Lola’s eyes went wide and her mouth opened with a gasp.

“Finally. Now, that’s just two, I think you can fit another in.” Brandie said expectantly.

Lola’s eyes hooded as her palm, slick with her own pussy drool, rubbed her clit. Pleasure shot out in every direction as she played with it, sinking a third finger into her vagina, barely getting it in. Cupping her hand, she began to pick up speed in her masturbating, making wet slapping sounds.

“You think your better than I am?” Brandie growled.

Lola shook her head no demurely.

“That’s right! You’re nothing.” She reached over and slapped one of Lola’s tits and watched the nipple get hard.

“You think those tits are special? Just because they’re big on a rabbit doesn’t mean shit.” Brandie slapped the other breast once, then again harder, sending it jiggling in tender arcs. Lola stifled a cry as first the sting of Brandie’s aggression was replaced by jolts of pleasure from her growing breasts, tears welling up. Brandie found one of Lolas nipples, caressed then pinched it aggressively, making Lola arch her back and yelp.

“No! They’re crap! Yours are better.” Was the best thing Lola’s drunk mind could come up with, and be started grinding her pussy harder to the larger woman’s abuse. First sliding her fingers in and wiggling around, then rapidly slapping them in and of her cunt. SLAP SLAP SLAP was the unmistakable sound of wet masturbating echoing through the room.

“They are!” Brandie self-congratulated and gave her heavenly chest a wiggle for emphasis. “Now give them a kiss.” She leaned over and stuck her breasts in Lola’s face. Still looking in the rabbit’s eyes.

Lola didn’t pause, but nuzzled her way over until she found Brandie’s nipple and gave it a kiss. Lola was breathing heavy now, and one of her legs was beginning to thump the bed.

“Keep going.“ Brandie demanded. “And listen up.” She felt the animal beneath continue to tenderly kiss her breasts, everything hidden form site from the nose on down. “You are nothing wifout me. Mhaybe you were somethin’ a while ago, but here yourrrr my doormat. This is now my room, my bed and you’re going to pay fer it. I’m the star and you are going to be fucking grateful that I let you hang around me. YOU are just an empty headed blonde fuck hole. At best you’ll be a cunt girl- nobody special.” Brandie felt clever to have used some of the insults said about her and turning them on the new girl, passing that humiliation on. “Am I right?”

Lola nodded, trembling. She might have cried if she wasn’t feeling so wonderfully horny as the large woman tore into her. Her pussy throbbed and drooled as she was belittled, submissively kissing or licking the other woman’s tits as she was ripped apart by tongue lashing. She wanted to please Brandie very badly, and that was an incredible turn on.

Brandie seemed placated, and straighten up looking down her nose at the smaller girl in front of her.

“Good whore. Now get yourself off.”

Lola didn’t need much coxing but the demand was thrillingly erotic; to be told when and how to cum. Lola cupped her tender breast with her free hand and continued to rapidly fuck herself with her fingers. Her paw was soaked, her heart thudded in her chest and her face was flushed with shame and lust. It was becoming harder to keep he eyes on the gloating blonde still holding her gaze. Her stomach as beginning to spasm and she splayed her knees open as far as they would go in submission. He moaned lewdly as erotic tension built up in her hips. She hoped she was turning Brandie on.

“Louder slut!” Brandie demanded.

SLAP, SLAP! Her paw went wetly into her overheated pussy.

“MMMMM!” Lola cried out loud, beginning to shudder. “AHHHHHH!”

“You want to cum for me? Cum while I watch you play with your cunt?” Brandie goaded.

Lola rapidly nodded her YES several times, feeling the hot erotic tide rising up through her belly. She desperately wanted to get off while the other woman watched it happen.

“Then cum, you stupid little fuck bunny.” Brandie said through clenched teeth.

“OooooooOOOOOOHHHHHHH GOOOOODDDDDDD!” Lola wailed. That last slap in the face was the last push she needed and came hard. She opened her mouth and groaned deeply as he arched her back, hips up, letting her fingers sink into her pussy mound and kept them there wiggling around as her cunt spasmmed in delight. She pinched her nipple hard as her legs shook, stamping into hair as her climax rushed through her! Her pussy clenched repeatedly and she bit her lip, her nose rising and falling a mile a minute as erotic jolts shot about her. It was so much better when she was getting off for someone else, and it made her body tingle with desire. She flushed red, rocked from side to side and moaned lewdly in pleasure, basking in her body’s surrender. Eventually, she slowly relaxed, panting in puddle of her own juice, still fingering her cunt almost mindlessly.

“HOLY SHIT that was awesome!” said a male voice from behind them.

Brandie turned around to find two men standing at the bars grinning like crazy.

“Just caught the end of it, but damn!” said the other. They were in stained shirts and Brandie figured they were from the motor pool. They certainly smelled like they were from the motor pool.

“Did you miss the show?” Brandie giggled.

“We just got off work and couldn’t help but hearing it.” Said the bald man on the right.

“I was just break.. breaking the new girl in.” Brandie purred. “Want to watch some more?”

“I sure wouldn’t mind getting a piece of that!” said the other man. Brandie through his name might be Richard.

“What the fuck? Not again!” Thought Brandie, trying not to seethe at being passed over. She put on her happy face again. “Now boys, the trainer hasn’t said yes t’h that yet….” She saw them look a little disappointed.

Then, inspiration struck.

“Bhut I think I can show you how much the fuck bunny here wants it. Kinda like a preview for when she’s ready.” She sat down on the bed next to Lola draping a causal arm around her. The men started grinning again.

“Yea?” Said the bold one.

“Oh yea! Why don’t you boys get comfortable and I’ll start the show.” Brandie’s fingers were toying with Lola’s sensitive ears.

Lola was humiliated by being talked over like she wasn’t there, just like back at the doctor’s office. She was still tingling form her climax, feeling warm and almost content, endorphins and alcohol playing havoc with her judgement and tossing aside her barriers. She sat there bashfully as the other woman talked lewdly about her.

“Ok doll, why don’t you sit on Brandie’s lap for a while?” Brandie breathed into Lola’s ear, making groan with pleasure that the insult. Brandie patted her leg for emphasis.

Lola struggled up to a crouch and then began to swing a leg over Brandies until she was stopped curtly by the other woman.

“Uhn uhn uhn. You really think I want to look at you? Stare at your ugly face? No blondie, you have an audience, turn and face them, THEN sit down. “

Lola flushed and awkwardly turned around, finally settling down when her back was resting against Brandie’s chest; her head a perfect fit between Brandie’s breasts. Her skin crawled just a little at the first time she had been held naked against another woman. Brandie impatiently readjusted Lola’s legs till they were on either sides of her own, spreading the girl’s hips open to her audience. Lola gasped as her eyes adjusted and she saw that they were beginning to undo their belts, and adjusting their underwear to get their cocks out. She stared in embarrassment at the rapidly hardening members. Brandie held her legs open.

“Don’t. You. Dare.” She hissed into Lola’s ear and gave her a squeeze that made the rabbit squeak. Then Brandie called out. “Don’t go all the way with those big ones! Our fuck bunny’s going to give you some real gratitude after her show. Isn’t that right?”

Lola sheepishly nodded her head yes, realizing that her humiliation at Brandie’s hands wasn’t over by a long shot. Now Brandie was promising sexual favors from her. She demurely bit her lip and felt the men’s eyes crawl over her body. Even drunk she knew that they were already fucking her in their minds. That image made her pussy wet.

Brandie nudged her. “Well, go on… say your line.” She goaded.

Lola blushed and spread her knees open again for the strangers. “I like it when you look at me.” Her hand went to her wet pussy and spread her lips open, showing her pink to them. She was beginning to breath heavy again, her heart pumping as she played the submissive slut in Brandie’s game. Whatever it was, she would be Brandie’s whore tonight and it sent a little thrill up through her spine. She was going to get off for a larger audience this time. Only twice has she been fucked while others watched: when she had been raped and forced to cum when she was dragged in that first day. She felt their eyes on her again like they did the first time, just like when her master had tied her to that beautiful park bench and made her….

The men whooped in appreciation. Lola begin to move her fingers toward her clit as she remembered those incredibly orgasms. She startled when Brandie slapped it away.

“I don’t think I told you to start did I?” Brandie demanded.

Lola shook her head NO, ears drooping humbly.

“Besides, just a couple of fingers aren’t as good as the real thing right?”

“No…” Lola said honestly.

“And you’d rather have something nice and big in that little rabbit cunt right?”

“Yes…” said Lola huskily, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

“Why?” Brandie prodded.

“Be…cause I… like… to be fucked.” Lola had squeezed her eyes shut at that, barely able to get it out of her mouth in front of her audience. But she did and she didn’t want Brandie to stop; not now, not ever. “It doesn’t matter how…”

“Doesn’t matter who fucks you? As long as you can get off?” Brandie said reaching to the side of the bed.

Lola shook her head yes, shamefaced and hot under the collar. “I’m a slut…”

“GOOD.” Said Brandie, her fingers resting on what she was searching for.

Brandie brought up the Champaign bottle, and held it in front of Lola’s face. Lola stared at the thick heavy neck and its ridged head, and her mouth dropped open. The men hollered their approval in the background. “I think this will do.”

Lola felt Brandie’s arm tense around her as she leaned the rabbit back until Lola’s head was resting on two heavenly pillows. Reaching over, Brandie maneuvered the bottle till the fat mouth was at Lola’s pussy.

Brandie pouted and looked back at the men as Lola shivered in her lap. “I…I don’t know! Do YOU think I should?” she asked the men in a mock confused voice, slurred by intoxication.

There was a unanimous positive response. Both men were rock hard now.

Brandie shrugged. “Can’t say no to men.” She giggled in Lola’s ear.

Lola felt the object press into her easily, forcing her pussy lips apart and clenched at the cold neck as it went up and in her. She had been wet from before and it slid in effortlessly. Then Brandie slowly drew it back and Lola gasped a feeling the ridge slide up and out her vaginal walls.

“Tell me to fuck you.” Brandie said and pushed the bottle in deeper this time.

Lola gasped at the new violation as it sent ripples of pleasure up through her. She was still sensitive from her last orgasm and had almost no resistance to the euphoria that was being forced upon her.

“F… uuuhhhnn… fu…fuck me.” Lola panted. “Please.” She added for good measure.

“Louderer! I told you this before! LOUDER you stupid slut!” Brandie sneered through clenched teeth. In went the bottle harder this time and Lola winced as felt her pussy stretch to accommodate the wider mouth. Lola arched her back as the jolt of pleasure made her toe curl.

“FUCK…AHHH ME! PLEASE! FUCK ME…. UHHHNNNN!” she wailed for her abuser and the lustful crowd.

Brandie merely smirked and began to slap the improvised dildo in to the girl’s wet cunt. She twisted it now and then, making it corkscrewing up and in Lola, drilling deep. Lola squealed and bucked on her lap, and Brandie laughed at making the rabbit bounce. She pulled the bottle out with a wet pop!

Lola shuddered, her skin alive with erotic desire. Her pussy ached with long at having its pleasure interrupted twice in one day. She whimpered seeing the bottle held out in front of her, glistening from her juice. She wriggled but was held in place, groaning in frustration. She looked timidly over her shoulder up at the larger predatory woman.

“Please…” he begged. “Please put it back in me.” Lola gulped.

Brandie cocked her eyebrow.

“I… I’m your bitch. I’m your slut toy.” Lola pleaded. “Just… don’t… stop… fucking me.”

Brandie smiled triumphantly and bent down and kissed Lola full on the lips. Lola had been panting and Brandie forced Lola’s mouth open further with no resistance. Brandie ended the kiss slowly, letting their lips gently part, feeling Lola trailing up after her. Then returned for a deeper one, her tongue finding Lola’s much smaller one and stroked it. Only when Lola had willing crumbled, surrendered and opened her mouth wide, returning affections with her own tongue, did Brandie tease the bottle back into Lola’s throbbing pussy. They kissed loudly then, sometimes parting just a bit and let their pink tongues dance across the gap, caressing each other. She bit Lola’s bottom lip and eased it out, then kissed her savagely, feeling the rabbit yield under her.

Brandie rewarded Lola with a renewed vigorous fucking from the sex toy. She felt Lola tremble and sped up the slapping wet violation of the rabbit’s cunt. She sat Lola back up in forcing her to look at the men, enthusiastically stroking themselves as they watched the rabbit’s sexual degradation.

“Ahhh….aahhhhhaaaa… OOH! Fuck! FUCK!” moaned Lola, shaking uncontrollably. Forcing this much pleasure on her was almost too much and she didn’t have the strength to resist it. Her eyes were beginning to cross as she helplessly took the sexual overstimulation.

“AhhhHHHHHHHHH..HHH!” she moaned again, in almost a constant shuddering lewd cry. Lola was rapidly bouncing her hips counter to the bottle’s motion, fucking herself now as much as Brandie was fucking her with it. Her hands clenched and unclenched.

“Beg for it.” Gloated Brandie. “Beg for it.”

“I…..eeee want to cum….” Lola babbled, eyes not really focusing on anything now. Brandie corkscrewed it up through her again.

“I want to cum!” Lola repeated. “I…. Ieee…. Ihhh IIIII III AHHH! AHHHHHH! I’m going to cum! I’MGOINGTOCUMI’MGOINGTOCUMMMMMMM” she clenched her eyes shut, tensed and then cried long and loud in pure pleasure! Brandie grinned as she felt the little bitch go rigid on her lap, toes extend and fingers splayed as she forced Lola to climax. She clutched at Brandie, grasping at her arms or her legs, overcome by the second climax so close to the first, shaking her head this way and that. Brandie twisted the bottle and Lola opened her mouth wordlessly and shuddered before falling limp, her mouth open, tongue hanging loose and head cocked to the side. Her eyes tearing up with pleasure, staring into nothing as her body constantly shuddering through the climax. It had been too much and Brandie had broken her, leaving Lola limp and helpless, as if she was recovering from being electrocuted, or a puppet with its strings cut.

“oooohhhhhhhhhhh!!” She panted, gulped air, and moaned erotically. Her nipples were rock hard, sticking out of the tan fur that covered her body. “oohh gooood… ple… oooohhh…”

Brandie slowly kept the bottle sliding in and out, teasing more twitches and groans from the ruined girl. Brandie had to admit, the god damn the rabbit put on a good show! She turned away from the orgasmic ruin in her lap and back to her audience. From their vigorous stroking, she knew they had eaten up every moment of it. These guys weren’t going to wait, and she wasn’t done yet.

She unceremoniously pushed Lola off her lap and rolled the other woman onto the bed. Brandie bent over and tried to set the bottle down but it slipped from her fingers and fell the last inch or so, tipping over and rolling under the bed. Fuck it, she’d get it in morning.

“No.” Brandie corrected herself. “Lola will clean it up in the morning.” She had a bitch now and the bitch would be doing the work.

Brandie steadied herself, stretched and tried to prop up Lola. The rabbit was like rubber and it took a few slaps on the cheeks to get her up. Well, wobbling, Brandie had to support her but Lola was on her feet. Slowly, the drunk women hobbled over to the barred window where the men were staring at them hungrily. Even though the trainer hadn’t given a green light on Lola’s cunt and ass to the general population, Brandie was pretty sure everything else was fair game.

“Lola wants to thank you both for watching.” Brandie grinned and maneuvered the blissfully groggy rabbit toward the bars. She laced her hand on the back of Lola’s furry head and shoved her muzzle forward toward his open pants. He reached out and lined Lola’s face up with his raging cock head. Lola had just enough time to be aware of Brandie pulling her mouth open and felt the strangers dick slide in. She muffled a surprise protest, but strong hands held her firmly in place, as he began to rock his hips. She struggled, gargling a little as she suddenly had to use her nose to breath. This only made him groan in pleasure as he held her head and started to fuck her mouth.

Not content with how things were going, Brandie took Lola’s hand, and forced it up toward the other man. Cupping her larger hand over Lola’s smaller one, she brought it up till it was around the other man’s penis. Brandie made Lola’s start to stroke the other man, guiding it up and down his shaft. Lola shuddered.

“You’re my slut toy now.” She cooed in Lola’s ear, throwing the rabbit’s own words back in her face, and continued to guide Lola’s hand, letting the man’s dick slide through her little fingers. “You want this. You want to be used by a crowd.” Brandie added, and caressed Lola’s breast with her free hand.

Lola shivered at the attention suddenly realizing she was in the middle of a much larger group. They were all pressed around her, forcing themselves upon her. It probably didn’t matter if she was wake or not, she was just going to be a wet hole for these men. She blushed as the thought aroused her, and relaxed.

Brandie felt the change in her new submissive and hesitantly let Lola’s hand go. The bunny continued to stroke and caress the man, even if unable to look at him. She let her fingers glide up and down his cock, tracing the pulsing veins, and traced the sensitive head with her palm. Sliding all the way down to the base, she jerked him rapidly back and forth, her hand forming a loving C around his shaft.

Lola let the bald man just simply fuck her mouth, gargled and wiggled her tongue under his cock has it pushed past her lips. Thick ropes of drool began to stick to her chick as she slurped nosily for him. Precum coated the inside of her cheeks, and even though she noticed she was too drunk to remember later on how it tasted different than her trainer. The bald man gripped her ears and began to trust harder into her mouth, poking the back of her throat and making her gag. Her eyes watered and she struggled a little, feeling him heat up in her mouth.

“She likes it rough.” Brandie grinned up at him, watching the man’s face start to turn red.

Pinned in place, Lola braced herself with her free hand as he pushed himself in, hitting the back of her throat. She spluttered at that, spit and drool leaking out past his shaft and down her chin. He grunted and pushed her muzzle down on him until it hit his belly. Lola squeaked and batted at his legs with her spare hand.

“Take it! Swallow it whore!” he moaned and released into her. His first shots went straight down her throat, she felt his warmth pour in and started to swallow, first one then two bobs of her neck as fed her sperm. He relented a little, pulling back till he was just partially in her mouth. She gasped for air, and the rest of is jizz shot in her mouth. Long slimy ropes slipped out the sides and splattered on her tits. Lola coughed, licked her lips, coughed again, and then went back to suckling him, feeling the last dribbles of hot sperm slide along her small tongue. Her mouth was awash with semen and she felt it slide along her gums and coat her teeth. She swallowed, licked, caressed and purred for him until she felt him grow flaccid.

The bald man stepped aside and was immediately replaced with the other. She looked up at him, opening her mouth again when she felt the first hot ropes hit her face. Up along the top of her nose and across her forehead white gummy stands landed and stuck to her. He shuddered and slattered her checks and her open mouth. She had there quietly with her mouth open, tongue out and let him paint her face, splattering her muzzle until it was a sticky mess and he was spent. He wiped himself clean in her blonde hair and let out a hell of a grin.

“Drop by anytime!” Brandie waved as they want off. She laughed, and look down at the cum splattered bunny.

“Don’t’ come back to bed until you clean yourself up.” Was the last thing Brandie said before staggering off and collapsing on the mattress.

CH 38

“That. Fucking. Bottle.” Lola growled, still squatting down by the ice bucket.

She remembered. Maybe not all of it, but she remembered all that mattered. The abuse, the piercing, the false friendship. The timeline fell into place and clicked.

She had been used hard. But through all the alcohol haze she remembered something very clearly: the men had wanted her. They wanted Lola more than the titsy bimbo who was off doing god-knows-what right now. So did the doctor, and pretty much everyone else. That had pissed Brandy off, making her insecure and she had punished Lola for it. Even through all last night’s shit Lola had gone through, she realized she was still on the top of the list. That felt good- it was the power she always had on men.

She didn’t quite understand the emotional rollercoaster she had gone through during that time. The booze had made her braver in the beginning, but later she has just fallen apart, and wanted to fall apart- to be a someone’s toy, or willingly submit.

She put those thoughts aside for a later date.

First Rebecca, and now Brandie had walked all over her. That was going to end now. This island had its own screwed up set of rules on how to win. Brandie was playing by them and Lola wasn’t and she was losing because of it. However, Lola knew how to play the game now. She wasn’t going to be a bench warmer anymore, she was going to be a player. She was going to get some revenge.

“And?” her mind asked.

“And what?” she spit.

“And how are you going to do it?” her mind responded.

“I’m going to stop losing and start winning.” She said with utter conviction.