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Maddy gave Cassie three days.
Three days to become rotten and delirious and near feral with fear from all the things she was imagining Maddy would do to her.
And then on the fourth day, she put on her favourite Alexander Wang knockoff dress and her sharpest kitten heels and marched down to the Howard household.
Lexi opened the door when she had two fists poised over the cheap vinyl, ready to start beating down the door.
"She's in her room!" Lexi said quickly, putting her hands up in a show of surrender. "Just...don't kill her, alright?"
"No promises."
Maddy knew it wasn't Lexi's fault so she forced herself to stay civil as she brushed past her and went upstairs.
She almost slipped on the carpet but she refused to take off her heels. She didn't know if she'd need them.
"There you are, slut."
Cassie squeaked, giving away her location before Maddy could see her. The room was a mess of pastel hoodies, ripped jeans, and lacy panties—all accompanied the dank smell of someone who hadn't left their room in days with an undertone of old weed.
"Jesus Christ." Maddy held a dainty hand over her nose.
Cassie whimpered, and that's when Maddy spotted her. She was huddled under her baby pink IKEA duvet, and her face was covered in tears. Her big blue eyes were puffy, and it made Maddy want to claw them out.
"I'm so sorry, Maddy," Cassie croaked, like a broken record.
"Look at you," Maddy snorted, cruelly. "Can you at least pretend to have some dignity? Like damn bitch, get up!"
She kicked the bed, and Cassie squealed and closed in on herself, crossing her arms over her head to block an impending fist.
"Estás pero si bien pendejo—" Maddy cursed.
She wanted to drag Cassie to hell and back but she couldn't do that when the girl was so committed to being a pathetic waste of space. It would be like running over a dog that was already dying.
Maddy ripped the duvet off Cassie's head and sunk her claws into the back of her neck like she was a kitten.
Cassie cried out dramatically when Maddy dragged her into the bathroom and threw her inside.
"Clothes off, bitch, you smell like a used tampon, and I'm not even exaggerating."
Cassie had stopped crying, but she trembled as she did as she was told. Watching Cassie slowly strip, Maddy tried to see what Nate might have seen in her best friend. Cassie was weak and stupid, but she had fat tits and big eyes that made everyone want to protect her, Maddy included.
Maddy's lip curled with rage.
That was how Cassie had tricked her for so long. She'd made Maddy think that she was too innocent and sweet to ever betray her best friend. She'd made Maddy cherish her, while she was secretly stabbing her in the back.
Between Nate and Cassie, Maddy was obviously a terrible judge of character.
"Hurry up," Maddy said.
Cassie finally pulled her panties off and stood there naked.
Her pussy was bare. That should have been the first clue because no girl that was celibate would be wasting their time with a full Brazilian.
Cassie turned the shower on and cautiously started to bathe while Maddy watched from the doorway.
"Are you just gonna like...stand there the whole time?" Cassie asked while she ran conditioner through her hair.
"Yeah, I am," Maddy said, "Because I know if I so much as leave to take a piss, you'll run away to avoid the consequences of your actions, as usual."
Cassie shut down and nodded, agreeing with Maddy's harsh words without any argument. She quickly rinsed off and Maddy enjoyed the sight of water running between her heavy breasts, and over her smooth pussy. She was going to ruin both so no man, never mind Nate, would touch them.
When Cassie gingerly stepped out of the bath, Maddy handed her a towel.
Cassie dried herself off. Without the risk of either of them slipping, Maddy reached out and twisted one of her swollen pink nipples.
"Ow, Maddy!"
"Get over here," she hissed, "We're going to your bedroom."
She led Cassie into the room and pushed her onto the bed. Cassie yelped when she flopped on her back and started rubbing at her abused chest. Maddy's nails had left imprints on her skin.
"Maddy, that hurt!" Cassie cried.
"That was the point." Maddy pushed her down, and placed her arms on either side of her, pinning her damp, naked body to the bed.
"You're going to be punished for what you did."
Cassie froze and blinked rapidly, her eyes quickly starting to tear up.
"Maddy...what do you mean?"
"I mean, I'm going to punish you, and then maybe I'll consider forgiving you for what you did to me."
Maddy wanted to hurt Cassie even more when she saw how happy that made her.
How could she love her that much but care about her so little?
"You're so stupid, Cas," Maddy said, "I think that's why we got along so well when we were kids. But now? It's just sad."
Maddy shoved Cassie's legs up, and started rolling two of her fingers over Cassie's clit.
She'd taken out her acrylics for this—she wasn't an animal—but there were other ways to punish a dumb bitch that didn't include claws.
Cassie's mouth fell open in shock, the fear temporarily abating from her face as she got used to the sudden feeling of Maddy roughly rubbing her clit.
She'd probably never felt anything like it in her life since her type seemed to exclusively include rapey douchebags who couldn't make her come.
"I mean..." Maddy laughed. "Even now." Maddy increased the pressure of her circles until Cassie started to whimper. "You're more focused on me rubbing your pussy instead of on what I'm going to do to you."
She fucked a finger inside of Cassie and enjoyed the way she squealed and started to wriggle. There was none of that practiced PornHub bullshit, just pure surprised pleasure.
"When you were choking on my ex's dick..." Maddy pinched her clit. "...you were more focused on his validation....instead of mine."
Maddy worked on stretching out the slick pink folds of her pussy, and leaned down to take a lick.
Cassie actually screamed and Maddy knew Lexi thought she was kicking the shit out of her.
"That's your problem, Cas," Maddy whispered.
Cassie cried like a little girl, so childlike and pathetic, Maddy almost felt bad about fucking her. Almost.
"You're like a bitch in heat." Maddy slapped her raw cunt, making Cassie whimper. "You're always worried about cock and dick when the only person you should ever be worried about is me."
Maddy leaned down and started to really eat her out, enjoying the work of Cassie's waxer. Without her blonde peach fuzz it was easy for Maddy to lap at her fat engorged clit, nibbling and rolling the flesh in her mouth like a piece of candy.
"Oh, Maddy!" Cassie moaned from above. "Please, stop. It's too much."
"You want me to stop?" Maddy laughed, with her tongue an inch into her cunt.
She leaned up and wiped her chin just for a glance at Cassie's face.
It didn't disappoint.
Her eyes were glassy and crossed. She looked slutty and freshly fucked. Maddy had seen her leaked sex tapes, guiltily rubbing her pussy at three in the morning the day after Cassie cried to her about them—and they had nothing on what Maddy had done to her. The only thing missing was a hot white load on Cassie's chest.
Maddy had something much more permanent in mind.
"Maddy," Cassie whined when Maddy got up from the bed to get the kit from her bag, "Where are you going?"
"You're the one that told me to stop," Maddy mocked, "Or do you need something in your pussy that bad?"
She settled back onto the bed and set her needle and bottle of ink on the bedside table.
"Maddy?" Cassie asked again.
Maddy leaned forward and clasped the handcuffs on her in one swing, pinning her to the headboard.
"Maddy!?" Cassie said, more panicked and aware now. She started to writhe when she spotted the needles. Cassie had never been good with needles. "What are you going to do!?"
"Appropriate punishment for fucking with what's mine. I already told you Cas."
When Cas started to cry, hard, Maddy stroked her cheek.
"Remember if it hurts too much...I'm going to forgive you after."
Cas's eyes widened in fear when Maddy started to work and first pierced her breasts.
She cried the entire time, as expected. It was just a stick and poke tattoo, but Cassie had always been a baby. When her cries became too pathetic, Maddy rubbed her clit with practiced ease. She'd spent years learning her own clit, because men were fucking useless unless she was craving a stretch. Cassie should get to experience the fruits of Maddy's practice too.
"Maddy, stop it, please?" Cassie sobbed, but Maddy just pushed her fingers in her to shut her up. Cassie always just needed a good fucking to shut up. Predictably, Cassie went quiet when Maddy started to finger her.
When Maddy was finished she ran her tongue over the letters of her name on Cassie's chest and enjoyed the way Cassie shivered, while her cunt did the same around her fingers.
"Do you know what it says?" Maddy asked.
"I know," Cassie hiccuped, "I know what it says."
Maddy was impressed she was still able to speak.
"It says Maddy's," Maddy said, grabbing her by the pussy.
The letters were shaky because of Cassie moving around, but they were clear. Her heaving fat tits read MADDY'S. She wouldn't be able to wear anything less than a turtleneck without flashing the fresh brand on her chest.
Cassie sniveled but didn't shove her away, because she couldn't. She was completely at Maddy's mercy, as always.
"It means this?"
Maddy squeezed Cassie's cunt, and sunk her middle finger inside, enjoying the way Cassie's eyes rolled back and she started to rock on it. She was so easy.
"This is my pussy," Maddy said, enunciating every syllable in pussy with a squeeze. "It means you don't get to fuck my ex or anybody that isn't me without my express permission."
Cassie's mouth fell open.
"Maddy, that's not fair—"
"Oh my God, you are such a fucking slut!" Maddy yelled. She shoved her legs up over her thighs and started feeding fingers into her exposed slit.
"Oh no, Maddy!" Cassie squealed, and her legs tried to close, but Maddy's fingers were relentless.
"Does this make you feel better?" Maddy mocked as she pounded Cassie's throbbing pussy. She was so wet, her fingers made slick, crude noises as they fucked into her body. Cassie sobbed a pathetic affirmation to Maddy's question, as she moaned into her shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll stuff your cunt so well; you'll forget all about dick. Especially. Fucking. Nate's."
Maddy made her come two more times until Cassie went limp. She made slutty, squealing, "Oh, oh, oh," noises when Maddy left with a parting kiss to her cunt, thrusting her tongue inside of her and nibbling on her clit.
Maddy scoffed when she pulled back and parted Cassie's folds with two fingers, just to look at her work. Her cunt was glossy, trembling, and pink, like her lips.
The comparison made Maddy realize that she hadn't even kissed her yet.
"Come here, bitch."
Maddy grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face up.
Cassie looked worse than she had the night of Maddy's birthday party.
Maddy smirked. If only she knew, this was only the beginning for her.
"Give your best friend a kiss," Maddy said.
Cassie's face lit up at the gentleness after over an hour of punishment, and Maddy felt a flicker of affection for her when she fought against her handcuffs to meet Maddy's lips.
It was a clumsy childish kiss until Maddy forced her mouth open, licking into her mouth so she could taste the metallic taste of her own cunt.
Cassie gasped when they parted.
"Do you...do you forgive me now?" Cassie asked eagerly, "Please tell me you forgive me, Maddy."
"Hmmm." Maddy tapped on her pussy, and felt spiteful when Cassie flinched each time because she was so overstimulated.
"I think..." Maddy leaned in and licked into her mouth.
Cassie's mouth opened hungrily, letting Maddy do whatever she wanted just for a chance of absolution.
She's pathetic.
She was pathetic, but she belonged to Maddy.
Maddy spat in her mouth.
"I think you're a fucking idiot if you think that's all it's going to take for me to forgive you."
Cassie's eyes widened with stupid, betrayed naivety before Maddy unlocked her handcuffs and threw them over her shoulder.
"Now roll over. You're in for a long night, slut."
Cassie stared up at her, her eyes a mixture of anger, fear, and confused lust. Maddy dared her to defy her. She almost wanted her to so she had an excuse to beat her ass.
But Cassie just rolled over on all fours, obediently resting on her breasts and presenting her heart-shaped pussy to Maddy without a fight.
She would do anything for her forgiveness. It was pathetic but it was addicting. Maddy had wrapped countless men around her fingers, but she knew none of them belonged to her the way that Cassie did.
"Good girl," Maddy said, kindly. She ran a hand over her back before slapping the peach of her ass and sinking two fingers in her pussy.
It was the last bit of love she allowed herself before she got ready to punish Cassie for the rest of the night.
If Cassie really wanted her forgiveness, she was going to have to work for it.