Tell Camilla that Sabine’s body is sexy
From Create Your Own Story
“I think it’s hot!” You say with the enthusiasm of a horny school girl. “Those big tits, tight ass and slutty clothes, love it!”
“Really now?” Camilla says and gets up from her chair. While you continue to stare at Sabine’s full, round tits Camilla walks over to you and slaps you right on the cheek.
“Wrong answer, Sharon. Didn’t I teach you anything in class? If you paid any attention, you’d know she is a dirty, man stealing whore.” Camilla gets behind you and grabs a hold of your wrists. Her taller frame encloses you, she wishes to dominate you physically to prove a point. Unexpectedly she takes a hold of your large, well develop tits and hold her hand firmly in place as she squeezes it gently through the blouse.
“You feel this, Sharon? This is your natural D cup breast. All natural, no boob job what-so-ever. Now what does Sabine have?”
“S...she has fake tits, teach.” You say and groan slightly as she gives your tit another squeeze.
“Not tits, Sharon, udders. Women like her who implant silicon in their breasts don’t get to call them breasts anymore; they should be call udders instead.”
“You are absolutely right teach.” You respond compliantly.
“And look at her body, Sharon, compare it to yours. Who do you think the boys dream about when they masturbate in their beds? Your blonde, blue eyed, all-American sex bomb or Sabine’s dark, Mediterranean, mascara bombarded face with fake tits and a whores body?”
“M...mine.” You say hopping you got it right this time. Sabine looks on, hurt from hearing her ancestry being insulted and her body objectified so viciously.
“That’s right, yours. We are the most beautiful people in the world you and I, Sharon. These foreign sluts have to get boob jobs to compete with us, and then steal away our men.” You’re detecting a bit of xenophobia in Camilla’s voice, not that it matters. You suppose Camilla shares these views with you because of how similar you look, being both blond, big titted and blue eyed. She actually looks a lot like your mother only with a more strict look in her eyes. “They are sluts, every last one of them, these foreign whores. Admit it Sabine, admit that you only came to America to steal our men away from us!”
“No!” Sabine says showing defiance for the first time. Her reply is met with a sharp slap on the cheek that sends her tumbling to the ground.
“Sluts like you disgust me, you refuse to even admit it. And the way you perverse American art, I’ve seen your paintings, you sick freak. What kind of a woman are you, drawing those things? Do you fantasize doing it with several guys at once? Well I got news for you, your fantasies are about to come true, for you, and all the girls in your fucked-up class!”
“No! They are only teens, some as young as sixteen. Please they were only following my instructions!” Camilla kicks Sabine when she’s finished protesting. You bet Camilla has been keeping these feeling locked away deep inside her for quite some time now. How splendid that they chose to surface, the new Camilla is much more interesting than the old one. Camilla turns to face you.
“Listen, Sharon, Sabine has perverted the entire art class and they need to be punished. You are going to help me punish them.”
“Certainly teacher, but I’m just a teenager, how can I ...”
“Oh don’t give me that bullshit, Sharon. I know you have contacts with some shadey characters. I intend to have all the girls in her class gang-raped, and you are going to provide some rapists with large cocks and closed mouths. I’ll take care of the location, time and making sure the girls get there. Can you do this Sharon?”
The cult members will no doubt want to get in on this. All you have to do is get over to the cults headquarters and ask. You get ready to give Camilla your answer, while Sabine lies helpless on the floor.
