TG Stories

Pay Back (TG,MC,Erotic) Part 1/4

By Avaltis

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Part 1 of 5

Marvin was walking with his two friends Martias and Denzel back to their neighborhood. They had just finished an intense game of basketball, the feelings and rage still high from their close loss.

“Martias you need to pass more man,” Denzel was tall and skinny, black skin and short shaved hair. His black sideburns coming down the side of his face.

“And you need to not miss,” Martias responded. Short compared to his two friends, but pretty average height for most men and maybe a little tall for a Hispanic. “You were wide open at the bottom and managed to miss that?”

“Fuck you man, you know I’m not good at three pointers,” Denzel responded his anger burning high. Marvin couldn’t care, the game was fun and he got some good plays in. Win or lose, he had no problem as long as he had a good time with friends.

Marvin wasn’t as tall as Denzel, but he was a pretty big guy, large muscles and a slight Afro. He liked to tell his friend he had blacker skin, though in reality you couldn’t really tell the difference between the two of them. Beyond their height they may have been related based on their similar facial structure.

“Hoo, wait up,” the tall black guy swung out his long arms causing his two friends to stop. Martias was getting ready to smack his arm out of the way, clearly annoyed with his friend. But then his eyes caught onto what Denzel zeroed in on. Marvin followed their gazes and saw the long trench coat and black hair of a kid from their school, Sebastian.

Their school was what some white people might call “diverse”. In reality it was majority Hispanic, with a large population of blacks and a few token white kids. The white kids for the most part found a way to immerse themselves within the various groups around school, except Sebastian. The kid was an honest to God, freak. Marvin guessed if there were emo groups around he would probably fit in with them.

He didn’t play sports, refused to participate in P.E. , never hung out with anyone at school and typically showed a general disdain for everyone. He was like that since early high school and hadn’t changed even as they approached graduation. His general attitude and how he stood out resulted in him getting his ass kicked, and often. He seemed to be just asking for it.

“No, no, no,” Marvin said in his deep voice shaking his head for good measure. “Let him go, no need to seek trouble.”

“Marvin, you need to let go sometimes, the guy is a freak.” Martias responded giving him a sideways glance, though the previous rage seemed to have disappeared as an evil glint appeared in his eyes.

“Come on, guys,” Marvin pleaded, feeling the elation of the game evaporating under their nasty attitudes. “We’re eighteen now, if we get caught they wouldn’t hesitate to throw our colored asses in jail.”

“Fuck the police,” Denzel said dropping his arm and stalking towards the shorter young man who was walking down the street across from them. “We just need to make certain he knows not to talk.”

Marvin’s two friends took little notice of the traffic and walked out as if they owned the street. He was half tempted to just leave and pretend as if he never saw or heard what they were up to. But his Dad’s voice boomed in the back of his mind almost as a kick to his behind, “Boy, you’re a man now. You do not sit idly by while evil occurs. Our community has long gone to shit due to such apathy.”

He found himself crossing the street after his friends and shrugging apologetically to the cars that slowed down and stopped. Sebastian paid no mind to the commotion, his head hunched down likely wearing his headphones as he was apt to do at school. The trio made it to the sidewalk and briskly walked after him closing the distance.

“Martias, what would your mom say if you got expelled right before graduation?” He attempted to reason with his friend in any way he could. “This isn’t worth the risk, man.”

“Don’t bring my mother into this Marvin,” he shot back, not bothering to look as he stalked after the kid dressed all in black. “I heard a rumor that little Seb creepy stalked Natasha last week. I’ve been meaning to have a talk with him.”

The bulkier black man cursed under his breath. Martias had a long going crush on Natasha and he thought she was finally getting into him. If the story was true, there was going to be a physical lesson given to the outcast. To make matters worse Sebastian turned off the main street into an alleyway that they all knew was a fairly deserted area of the neighborhood with some old abandoned storage units. The only hope for the kid was a public encounter, but now he was going into an isolated area…

His two friends were nearly jogging as they rounded the corner. They were on the hunt and were seeking blood. “Denzel you’re not really going to do this right?”

“Grow a pair, man,” the tall man retorted, flashing him a nasty grin. “If you’re not up for this, run home to the big man. We don’t need you. I never turned down the chance to kick the shit out of a cracker.” Marvin kept pace with them but was out of ideas of how to dissuade them.

Denzel’s Dad had been locked up for three years for armed robbery and assault. Yet Denzel and his mom blamed white people for him being arrested. No ownership for the bad behavior, so they deflected. Marvin had been friends with his tall buddy for years, but there were some things he could never get him to use basic reasoning on.

“Hey freak!” The Hispanic man called out in a bellow down the alley. The emo teenager snapped his head around and saw them pounding up the alley towards him. His eyes went wide where even at their distance Marvin could see the whites. The narrow kid burst into a run. Marvin's two friends laughed and hooted as they gave chase. The big man, still knowing he would need to stop his friends, followed pace.

Sebastian was not athletic, nor was he wearing clothes meant for running. The trio were gaining ground on him fast. Marvin hoped they would get to the far side of the maze of alleys to the other street, or at least close enough that people would be around. Just as his luck reflected in the previous few minutes, he saw the black haired kid make yet another stupid decision and dash into an abandoned storage unit. The metal doors had long fallen off onto the ground. He had no doubt it would be a dead end, though he hoped the kid had a secret exit into an adjacent building.

“Seb!” Denzel called out. “Get your ass out here, now!”

“Sebastian…” Martias cooed out. “I just want to have a little talk with you.”

“This isn’t cool,” Marvin said, more threatening to his two friends. He didn’t anger easily, but he was on a slow boil with how they were acting. “Leave the kid the fuck alone.”

His two friends looked at him in a more cautious way than before, hearing the tone and edge to it. They knew not to get Marvin angry.

“Chill, Marvin,” Martias whispered to him away from the storage opening. “We’re just going to scare him a bit. I can’t let what he did to Natasha stand.”

Denzel made no comment, but began walking into the dark storage room. But stopped as Sebastian came walking back out with a long piece of wood in his hands. The small white kid was using it as a walking stick as he stepped over various rubble, debris, and trash. He seemed more at ease, though he wasn’t wielding the stick like he planned to use it as a weapon.

Marvin got a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Did he have a gun? The display of arrogance was typically the type he saw from some of the gang bangers. It didn’t matter how big or strong you were if there were guns involved, it was the great equalizer.

“I warn you,” the nasal voice of Sebastian came out, huffing and condescending as he was with all people. “Don’t touch me or you will regret it.” Marvin thought he must have a gun or he was delusional. But even if he had a gun he didn’t have it drawn and Martias alone could overpower him by the time he tried to draw it. Was it built into the walking stick?

“You don’t make fucking threats to me you little shit,” Martias said jabbing a finger in the direction of the young man wearing the trench cloak. “You were stalking Natasha last week.”

“It was part of my studies,” he said huffily as he stepped past Denzel to face Martias. It was bold and it was inviting violence. “I finished it, so I don’t need to watch her anymore.”

“Study?” Denzel shot at him from behind as he stepped back out into the opening. “What is this some sort of KKK activity where you plan on attacking? Is that why you’re in our neighborhood shit face?”

Sebastian finally looking a little off put, he glanced back at the tall black dude. “KKK? You do realize they wear all white right? Get the fuck out of here you racist.” If the situation wasn’t already so tense Marvin would have slapped his hand to his head in exasperation. He either had a weapon or had gone completely nuts.

Denzel’s face went rigid and Marvin saw violence was approaching rapidly. The Hispanic man snapped his arm out like a snake grabbing hold of the trench coat and yanking the smaller white teenager towards him. “Freak,” he said as seething rage peaked up in him. “I don’t care why you were doing it, you leave her the fuck alone. Go beat off somewhere or find a guy to make you his bitch. You’re aren't capable of having a normal relationship, fag.”

“Martias!” Marvin called out, stepping forward. “Let him the fuck go. Now!”

But as he was attempting to deescalate the situation, “Fucking white piece of shit!” Denzel took a swing at the smaller man and based on the movement from the corner of his eye he could tell it was going to be a heavy hit. The small white kid was going to go down and go down hard. Shit they were going to go to jail.

There was a purple light that emanated from the walking stick in the emo kid’s hand and everything seemed to be still. The tension gone, the movement from both his friends paused, and Sebastian grimacing. His hand rested on his temple as if he suffered a sudden migraine. Marvin wasn’t sure what the light had been or why his friends had decided to stop, but he was glad it was not going down as he had thought.

But a sudden realization dawned on him… He couldn’t move. He could blink and move his eyes and breath. But his legs, arms, neck, torso were all unresponsive. He couldn’t even talk. Was this some sort of nightmare? He willed himself to wake up, but it didn’t seem to matter. He could hear the distant churn of cars, but the alley itself was quiet. Denzel’s eyes were moving around in shock, and Marvin knew they must all be somehow paralyzed. What the fuck was that purple light?

Sebastian lowered his hand from his head. “Damn that hurt. I wasn’t exactly ready to do this, and you weren’t the people I had in mind. But you will have to do.” He reached up and loosened Martias fingers one by one from his black trench coat. Marvin couldn’t see the face of his friend, but he imagined the man might also be panicking with his sudden immobilization. He brushed off the area the Hispanic man had been gripping and took a few steps back from the trio.

“You forced my hand,” he said as if the situation annoyed him. “But I can’t say I won’t enjoy this”, he gave Martias a sneer. “I am in this stretch of the city to gather much needed mana for this staff.” He tapped the walking stick and Marvin noticed intricate carvings that spanned the length of the wood on all sides. He had done woodworking before and the symbols and finesse was impressive.

“I followed Natasha,” he went on walking up and staring into Matias’ eyes from a few inches away in a gloating manner. “Because I was developing a spell for my revenge on those who wronged me. And while you aren’t at the top of the list…” Marvin felt a chill, what was this kid planning? Mana? Spell? Magic wasn’t real… Yet he couldn’t move a muscle and had no clue what the kid had done to them.

The white boy glanced between Martias and Denzel and sighed. “Well this isn’t that fun is it?” He waved his hand over the Hispanic man’s face and then Denzel’s, who’s mouth began immediately opening in shutting as he seemed to test it. Marvin’s mouth remained frozen as Sebastian seemed to just ignore him.

“Freak,” Martias’ voice hissed out, though Marvin could tell the man was fearful. “What the hell did you do to us?”

“I sapped your will power,” he said in a matter of fact sort of way. “Without will power, you cannot act. You speak only because I will you to speak.”

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about?” Denzel shot out. “You released some sort of poison gas on us! It wouldn’t be the first time white people poisoned us. But we will not be kept down!” Poison gas was a way to rationalize what was going on, but how the hell were only those two able to talk? Marvin was still completely unable to make his mouth work.

Sebastian’s face looked exasperated and he glanced at the tall black man, “No more talking for you. That garbage is hurting my head. Do you actually believe that nonsense?” Denzel’s rage returned to his eyes, but his mouth no longer moved. The kid had actually been able to enable their speaking and disable it without any sign of how. His white right hand grasped the etched stick, and his free hand gestured towards the tall black guy. Marvin couldn’t explain what was happening beyond magic.

“Hey man,” Martias responded more cordially than before. “I just wanted to make certain you weren’t messing with Natasha. Just let us go and we’ll call it good.”

“I don’t think so,” Sebastian said after several seconds of pretending to contemplate the offer. “The mana has been expended and you brought this upon yourself. I’m going to have fun breaking you!”

Marvin could sense a darkness in his classmate and knew this wasn’t going to end well. “Move leg! Move leg!” He screamed within his mind to budge just an inch, yet his body stood as idly as if he didn’t have a care in the world. All the muscle he had built up, yet none of it mattered there.

“Fuck you, freak!” Martias lashed out and attempted to spit at the dark haired kid. Without the head motion the spit barely made it out of his mouth onto the ground. “You can’t keep me like this forever and when I get out I’ll make you pay!”

“Quite the contrary Mar-ti-ass,” the young man dressed in all black mocked. “You won’t remain like this for very long.” He wiggled his finger at the Hispanic man, “Here get more comfortable as I want to enjoy this show.”

Marvin was shocked to see Martias start to move, he expected his friend to charge forward and start pummeling the punk. At this point even Marvin wouldn’t have begrudged such an assault. Instead his friend bent over and started untying his shoes. “What the hell…” The guy coughed out as it was clear he wasn’t doing what he intended.

“This isn’t necessary,” Sebastian stated, circling the helpless man like a predator. “As what you wear is also under my complete control. But I want you to witness what a ‘freak’ you are.”

After Martias had his shoes off it didn’t take him long before he had his shorts pulled off and shirt folded and placed on the shoes and socks. He stood in his boxer briefs nearly fully naked. Sebastian took an exaggerated squat so he could look at the man’s package, “Oh, must be cold out here, eh?”

“Fuck you, fag,” Martias responded, but continued to stand straight and unmoving in front of the young man in the trench coat.

The wizard, as Marvin could only assume that was what he was, twirled a finger again at the man while grasping the walking stick firmly and a purple flash occurred again. Martias held his arms out in front of his face. He wasn’t nearly as bulky as Marvin, but he had good biceps and was ripped enough for the sports that he played. Within seconds the muscles began to atrophy, his bones, his hands, his entire arms began to shrink and narrow. “What… This can’t be.” He gasped.

“Yeah… You’re going to have a much harder time making shots in basketball with arms like that.” The black haired white kid sneered.

With another twitch of his finger his arms dropped to his side, looking completely out of place on his body. Martias kicked his leg forward and looked down on the fairly well muscled leg, and just like his arm it atrophied, narrowed, and reduced in length. “Stop... Man, stop!” He yelled out actually sounding panicked by the situation.

“We’re not even close to being finished,” Sebastian stated, still smiling. Martias stood back up and was at eye level with Sebastian now that both legs had shrunk down in length. He nudged the top of the Latin American’s head and the man’s torso seemed to contract making him a good four to five inches shorter than the white man. “That’s about right, you should look up to me.” Marvin could see the six pack Martias had on his stomach smooth out and became flat. Sebastian ran his fingers through the now shorter man’s hair and the hair splashed down his shoulders long and full dark locks of hair.

“Get your hands off me!” Martias stated in full on flight mode of panic, but unable to actually flee his assaulter.

“How does it feel to be powerless?” The high tenor voice of Sebastian asked rhetorically. He seemed to caress the man’s face and finished by grabbing his neck in an aggressive fashion. Martias choked on the sudden grip. Marvin could see the side of his face… And it looked very different. Softer, smaller, and his right eye had a long eye lash. Was he wearing make-up? The trench coated wizard took a step back to admire his handiwork. “Why don’t you beg for forgiveness?”

“I…” His voice sounded too high, as if he had been kicked in the balls. “I’m… I’m sorry.” Marvin felt a chill pass through him, it was the voice of a girl. And his body also started to look like a girl, though a very flat chested one at that. “Please… Forgive me for how… Ahem… I acted.”

“That’s the start of an apology,” he stated, twerking his finger at his victim. “But I wouldn’t call that begging.” His thighs began to swell as did his butt. Marvin thought his hips even seemed to expand, giving him a nice bubble butt that any guy liked to see on a woman.

Martias’ womanly voice grunted in pain, “It hurts, it’s squeezing.” Sebastian waited as he stared into the man’s eyes. “Please, Sebastian!”

He nodded and waved his hand and Martias’ legs spread out in a bow legged stance. Marvin realized that the expanded thighs and rearranged mid-section had been crushing his poor friend's ball sack. “You really need to work on your begging,” the white kid taunted while jabbing his finger at the woman looking Hispanic man’s chest.

Martias’ hands reached up and began massaging his now flabby pecs. “Please Sebastian, I’ll do anything! Stop it man!” Marvin felt his dick stir as he heard the moan that came out of his friend’s mouth. The Latin man’s chest began to swell. His hands continued to massage, but found themselves cupping larger and larger mounds. Soon his hands couldn’t hold them anymore and the flesh expanded under his fingers and pushed his hands further from his chest.

“Breasts?” The high pitch squeak came out of Martias’ lush lips. “You’re turning me into a woman!”

“You’re pretty slow aren’t you?” The white young man taunted. “But yeah I can stop the changes now.” He snapped his fingers and the large busted she-man, who’s rack rivaled any girl at school, began pulling down her boxer briefs. A boner popped out, though it was pretty small compared to Marvin’s package. He wanted to look away as the sight was hideous, a woman with a dick. “Hahaha, you’re turned on by this!”

Martias seemed to have some control over his body again as he began looking down at his body, his hands, feeling his stomach and hair. When he looked towards Marvin, there was no doubt it was a woman but with dick sticking out of her thick thighs. Tears coated his eyes and his cheeks were flushed from humiliation. He was speechless.

“You’re a dickgirl!” Sebastian laughed, he slapped his leg while escalating his taunting. “Martias, you’re a freak!” His infuriating laughter echoed through the quiet alleyway, a car honking in the distance. “Not just an insult, an actual literal freak. Look at you! And you’re turned on by it!”

Martias looked down at his body in complete shock and dismay and began to sob as a girl. Marvin felt moved to help the woman he heard sobbing, but at the same time revolted at the sight in front of him.

“I can understand why you would be turned on by such a body, it’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Sebastian said while wiping a tear off the she male’s cheek. He waved his hand down towards her dick, “Well go on, show us what you think of your new body.”

The slender right arm of the transformed man moved in and grasped the hard dick and began to stroke it. “No! Ahhh. No… Stop it! Ahhh…”

“It must feel nice having a soft small hand stroke it for you,” the evil wizard taunted. “It’s like a girl giving you a hand job.”

“Not like this,” the she-male moaned as the hand began stroking faster along the shaft. She glanced left and right at her two friends, completely embarrassed. Denzel's eyes showed complete shock and horror much as Marvin thought his eyes likely showed. His mind was in a state of complete disbelief as he watched what was happening to his friend. How could that be real? How could that be Martias?

“You are really getting into it, you freak!” Sebastian jeered at him. “But you seem like you don’t know your way around the female body.” He gestured towards the breasts on Martias’ chest with swollen erect nipples standing at attention. Martias’ free hand reached up and began pinching and rubbing the left nipple. The girly moans and panting became more intense as he pleasured himself naked in the alleyway.

“Rubbing off to yourself,” Sebastian said with a hint of disgust while shaking his head. Martias’ face was red from shame and lust.

“Ahhh,” the beautiful voice screamed its pleasure and the dick released its jizz onto the ground. Sebastian danced back as it almost landed on his shoes.

“Wow freak!” He exclaimed laughing as he circled the she-male finishing his orgasm. “I’m sure the girls loved how fast you were in bed…” The sarcasm laced every word.

Martias was openly crying. His member was limp after expending itself and his female body hunched over from the exertion. Even with his revulsion at what he was seeing Marvin had a hard on in his pants.

“Martias, you’re breaking my heart.” Sebastian stated, walking up and patting him on the back. “You seemed to like being a freak. You don’t want to be a freak anymore?”

She sobbed several times before catching her breath, “No I don’t want to be a freak!”

“I only did this because you told me to,” he mocked, waving his hand at his limp dick down below. “I thought it was weird, but I guess you have an inner freak that wants to rear its ugly head.”

Martias’ sobs were cut short and were replaced by panicked rapid breathing. “No, no! Turn me back! Not this!” His feminine hand grasped at his small penis but Marvin could see it withdrawing… Withdrawing into him. “I’m getting hot… It’s disappearing! No… NO! Ah…AHHHH!” Marvin knew the sound of a female orgasm based on the many videos he had watched online and that had been one. It was more intense and long than the previous incarnation. Marvin had no doubt that Martias was a girl in all ways now.

Silence settled over the alleyway except for her heavy breathing. The newly made Hispanic woman was no longer a freak caught between male and female, she was a woman. Marvin couldn’t deny that she was an incredibly attractive woman, though he preferred his women black.

Martias moved her hands over her body slowly, testing one more time if it was real or not. Her breathing became intense again. “No, no, no. This isn’t what I wanted! I wanted you to turn me back!” The Latin American woman stumbled forward on unsure legs and grabbed hold of Sebastian’s trench cloak before falling to her knees in front of him. “Please I beg you! I don’t want to be a woman!”

The white man reached out and ran his fingers through her hair. “There you go Martias, that’s how one begs. You’re getting the hang of this.” Her shoulders rose up in a tense fashion when he first touched her, but eased down as he stroked her hair in a comforting fashion. “You know you are more attractive than Natasha by far. It seems a shame to call you Martias while you look like that… Do you mind if I call you Maria?” He asked gently down to her.

She nodded her head at first, before quickly shaking her head no. “No, no. Call me whatever you want…”

He smiled down at her, cupping her face with his right hand. “That’s a good girl Maria. Now then… “ he used his left hand to undo a few latches on his trench coat. He reached inside shuffled before a noticeable zip could be heard. Out from the coat was a hard white dick. Sebastian was clearly turned on by tormenting Marvin’s poor friend. “Show me what you have learned about begging.”

Marvin wanted to scream at the fucker. He wanted to charge forward and rip the little cock off and shoved it down the emo kid's throat. But all the rage, horror, and emotion did nothing as he stood idly a prisoner within his own body.

Marvin looked onto the side of Maria's face, he could see her look shocked at the dick that was now in front of her face. After several seconds her head pivoted to look up at Sebastian who was continuing to pet her head and smiled down to her. Her cheeks burned red as she glanced side to side at her two friends, though not fully turning her head to meet their gazes.

“Don’t worry about them,” he said reassuringly. “They just saw you beat yourself off as a dick girl looking at her own body. This is nothing in comparison to your inner freak. Come on Maria,” he pressed, tapping his dick against her cheek. “Tell me your name and that you want to suck my dick and then put it in your mouth.”

Her hands clenched at her side, but Marvin could see her resolve breaking. “I am Maria… And I want to suck your dick.” She opened her small mouth and wrapped it around the white cock of her tormentor. She pulled away, spitting a bit, obviously repulsed by the taste.

“Maria, Maria,” he chided her with a pat on the head. “That won’t do at all for proper begging. Take it in, no spitting.”

She shook for a second, before nodding her head. “Sorry… I have never done this before.”

“Clearly,” the white man said in a bemused fashion. “Get to work my little Spanish flower.” Maria latched back onto the medium sized dick and actually began sucking on it. “Ah, yes! Good girl! Use that tongue! And don’t even think about using your teeth, as I have control over all your actions. Oh, yes, that’s good you naughty girl. Now move up and down my shaft! Ahhh, that is perfect! Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”

Marvin couldn’t believe his friend was sucking off the guy she hated so much, who had so fully humiliated her. He could tell she wasn’t being forced to do this by whatever compulsion the evil wizard was using on them. She was actually sucking off his dick and doing so in a convincing manner based on the small man’s reactions to her. His hand had fully gripped her head guiding her lips up and down his cock. The mockery of his voice was gone, as he was really getting off on her blow job.

“You’re such a good little cock sucker aren’t you?” He chuckled down to her through his elation. Maria paused only for a moment to nod to him before continuing to assault his penis. Her cheeks burned red from the embarrassment and exertion. “Woo, girl. Stop, stop.” He said, pulling his dick out of her mouth with a pop. A string of saliva connected her lower lip to the bottom of his penis as he held it in front of her for a few seconds. “Nearly made me cum there for a second, that felt so good.”

“Are we finished?” She asked quietly, Marvin could barely hear her sweet quiet voice.

“With begging?” Sebastian responded, he gestures and she stood up from her kneeling position. “Yes. You are a natural Maria. But now it’s time for your punishment.” Sebastian looked around with his dark brown eyes. He eventually settled on Marvin, and the big man felt a chill. What was he going to do to him? Fuck this was so wrong, he didn’t even want to be there!

“He looks pretty sturdy,” Sebastian remarked with a wink. “I’m sure you won’t mind Marvin. Maria my sweet, use your big friend as a post and grasp onto his shirt, bend forward and stick your ass out into the air. Make sure to spread your legs.”

“I thought you were going to turn me back?” She asked as her body moved towards Marvin. “You said if I begged…”

“I made no such promise Maria,” He cut her off with a sharp tone. “You think I would turn you back without punishing you?”

Her eyes were wide as she walked towards Marvin. The Latin beauty had an hourglass figure and large breasts hanging off her chest. As she got close to Marvin she met his eyes and her cheeks burned red as utter humiliation passed through her. Maria grabbed hold of his shirt as instructed and bent forward allowing her amazingly perfect breasts to droop beneath her as her ass lifted into the air behind her. Marvin could see the heart shaped ass as her legs spread apart, and her face cast down as she couldn’t meet his eyes.

“I’ve been a naughty girl,” she stated as her fingers dug into Marvin’s shirt. “Please punish me.” He couldn’t believe his friend was just going along with it. But he guessed she didn’t have much choice. The evil wizard wanted her humiliation and denying him it only caused it to get worse.

Sebastian walked up behind her, Marvin could see the wide eyes of Denzel in complete horror at what was about to happen. “I believe what you meant to say,” he said with a loud slap on her ass, causing a squeak to escape her lips. “Is that you’ve been a naughty bitch.”

Her face jerked up in recognition as another loud crack echoed through the area he slapped her ass appreciatively. “I didn’t mean it Sebastian,” she said with terror dripping through her voice.

“You didn’t mean to tell me to be some guy's bitch?” the evil wizard responded with another firm smack on her ass. “Come on Maria, tell me you’re my bitch.”

She looked back down from Marvin’s gaze, cheeks burning red. “I’m… I’m your bitch.” She mumbled out towards the ground, hanging her head in shame.

The white man reached forward grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking her head back up, she let out a gasp. “I couldn’t hear you Maria. Tell your good friend Marvin who you’re a bitch to. Loudly. So everyone can hear.”

Her eyes were wide, she clearly didn’t want to. Marvin screamed at his body to move, this was so fucked up! But all he tried just caused his eyes to roll around in his head but not a single muscle elsewhere in his body would respond. Damn it, Martias had been an asshole, but he didn’t deserve that!

A tear came out of her left brown eye as she panted attempting to find a way out of her horrific situation. But both the friends knew she didn’t really have any options. Marvin did his best to let her know it was going to be okay through his eyes. But he knew it was an empty sentiment.

“Marvin… I… Maria… am Sebastian’s bitch…” She inhaled sharply as he tugged on her hair. “His naughty, naughty bitch. Who needs to be punished.” Humiliation, defeat, and shame burned through her face and eyes. Maria was at a loss for alternatives. Marvin burned with rage, but not a single muscle would twitch on his body.

Sebastian moved up immediately behind her, lined up with her ass. As he stepped up to her, her eyes went wide and she looked back in panic. “No, no. What are you doing? I can feel your… Thing on my…”

“Damn Maria, you are retarded,” Sebastian said, gripping her hourglass waist in his hands. Marvin could only assume his junk was still sticking out of his trench coat, as the goth kid was still fully clothed. “That is my dick pressing into your pussy lips. You said you were my bitch right? What did you think that entailed?”

“I changed my mind, I don't want…” Her eyes went wide and she exhaled loudly. He grinned evilly as he pressed into her.

“Maria, you’re my bitch. Don’t talk back to your man!” She was attempting to buck him off by wiggling her ass, but he had a tight grip on her. “Also look ahead at Marvin, this is a punishment you naughty bitch.” Her head snapped around to lock eyes with Marvin. He could see the terror in her eyes, and her rear continued to thrash around. “Ah, you feel so tight and wet Maria. You were wanting my dick badly weren’t you?”

“No, I didn’t. I swear!” She said mostly to Marvin, attempting to deny the assertion of her abuser. “Oh my god! I can feel him inside me!” Marvin was helpless to do anything about his friend being forced.

“Ah, Maria, that felt good when you squeezed down on my cock with your pussy.” He pulled his hips back causing her to exhale in relief before he pushed back in again causing her to tense up. The small Latin girl clung to the big black man for dear life as she was being violated. Marvin stood uselessly there as nothing more than a wall. Her eyes danced between fear and shame. No matter what happened to them that day she would have a hard time meeting the eyes of her friend again. He himself felt shame at his inability to do anything, but most importantly the boner that was lifting up in his boxers. He was getting turned on by the depraved act!

The black haired kid began doing regular thrusts into her, penetrating deeper and deeper into her cavity. She grunted in what seemed a mixture of pain and perhaps pleasure for several thrusts before she became tense again. “Sebastian.. Seb… You’re pushing against me… It hurts!”

“Yeah, I can feel it,” he replied, slowing down his thrust and patting her rear-end. “That’s your maidenhead. Once I break through it, your innocence will be over. You will be deflowered. No longer a virgin little girl, but a woman who’s man claimed her!”

“My virginity? What? This can’t be happening! I shouldn’t even have a pussy!” She complained, and Sebastian resumed his pumping into her. Marvin saw her face tighten up, “No, no… No! It’s breaking through!” Her face scrunched up and tears streamed out of her eyes.

“Ha ha,” Sebastian triumphed as he pushed through into her. “It’s done! You are now open for business! To think you were a big strong man a few minutes ago, and now you’re a soft curvy Mexican bitch being broken in.” His thrusting became more aggressive and her eyes showed she was in pain.

Marvin had heard stories about deflowering girls, it was supposedly a painful process for them and he was seeing such evidence reflected on her face. He himself had never slept with any women as his father told him he would beat his ass to the day he was born if he got a girl pregnant while in high school. For some reason the lesson had stuck to not even cross the line until he had at least graduated. But he knew he would likely wait until marriage.

The evil wizard continued to enjoy himself in her hole from behind as he thrust deep into her. The pain in her pretty brown eyes seemed to fade as the shame returned. Her breathing became more ragged. Her large breasts swung beneath her as the impacts on her rear reverberated through her body, and Marvin couldn’t help but notice her nipples were hard and erect.

She began biting her lower lip, he wondered if she was in pain again as she was biting down hard. A droplet of blood came out of her lip as her eyes were set against whatever it was she was attempting to hold back. Maria started to grunt with each impact, and the grunting turned into moaning. She was enjoying it! The shame in her eyes was being replaced by pleasure!

“Marvin, don't judge me!” She begged him as her heavy panting and moans became apparent to all three men in the area. “I can’t help it! It feels too good!” He didn’t know how to respond. He was hard just watching, everything about the situation was horrible, yet arousing.

“Ha, my naughty bitch is enjoying her punishment!” The young white man taunted from behind. “I was going to turn you back after this, but I’m having too much fun. If you climax I’m going to keep you as my own personal bitch. How does that sound?”

“Please, don’t! Ahh. I can’t help it! Ahhh.” A new fear passed over her face. If she let the pleasure consume her not only would she shame herself further… She would never be turned back! But there was no doubt to Marvin that she was loving the dick inside her.

“Marvin, I hope you’re enjoying the show,” the sloping noise of wet penetration of his dick into the Latin girl’s pussy echoed through the area. “My bitch is attempting to resist the pleasure, start pinching and twisting her nipples.”

Her eyes willed me not to comply, “Marvin don’t, those are too sensi… Ahhhh.” Marvin’s hands against all his will move to comply with the command of Sebastian. He was powerless to the little twerp. He felt the soft supple nipples under his fingertips and pinched followed with a twist. “No… Marvin... Ahh.. Please… I can’t hold… out much… longer…”

“Oh, she’s tightening up on me real good! I think Maria is getting pretty close, don’t you Marvin?” Sebastian continued his taunting, though he couldn’t see her face as Marvin could. She was in unrestrained pleasure. Maria was going to cum, and seal her fate as the dark wizard’s bitch!

“Marvin… I can’t… hold… out any longer… Ahh… it feels too good!” Her mouth and pink lips were hanging open and saliva dripped down on his arms below which were working her perfectly supple nipples. “Oh God I’m a bitch! Ahhh. A dirty naughty bitch! I’m cumming! Ahhhhhhhh.” Her eyes went wide, her mouth formed into a oh, and she screamed as the pleasure rolled through her body. Her fingers dug into Marvin’s chest painfully, but he was in awe of the beautiful expressions that flashed over his friend's face. Her eyes nearly rolled up into her head from the extreme pleasure she was feeling. His hands continued to tease her sensitive tits as the orgasm continued to explode through her body and mind.

“There we go! Good bitch! I’m not far behind!” Sebastian called out in elation as the woman spasm and cummed underneath him. Maria’s cries died down, replaced by heavy breathing, a wet plunger noise as the dick pounded into her, and the thump of Sebastian’s pelvis on her bubble butt ass. “Here… I… Go…fill… You up… You… Stupid bitch!”

He slammed hard into her back and gripped tightly on her waist pushing his dick far into her and his mouth fell open as the rush of release came over his face. Maria’s ecstasy filled eyes opened from their half open state as she felt his seed rush into her. “It’s so hot! Deep inside me! This can’t be real!”

“It most definitely is,” he said with a cruel grin as he stuck his pinky into her asshole. She jerked to attention as he pressed into it. “My little swimmers are coating your interior. Maybe they will get you pregnant? Wouldn’t that be funny?”

“Pregnant?” She gasped as he played around with her back door. “I don’t… I don’t want to be pregnant!”

“Like you have a choice bitch.” He chuckled, pressing his pinky all the way into her, she squirmed. “Looks like I’m going to have to fuck you here tonight so you know your place.”

“No, It feels wrong! I’ll be good, I promise!” He pulled his pinky out and sniffed it.

“That’s a good girl, Maria.” He said pulling his dick out of her and waving his hand at her. She finally broke her gaze with Marvin and stood back up. Maria rotated to meet her tormentor. He pulled her into him, so her breasts smashed up against his chest and started kissing her.

After a few moments he broke the kiss and gave out in a warning tone, “Maria!” She squeaked pathetically, then sucking noises drifted to Marvin’s ears. His friend was a broken husk of her former self. Jumping due to fear and hope that if she pleased him enough he may turn her back. Marvin was certain she would never be turned back. She was demeaning herself for his sick pleasure and had no hope of ever getting out of her circumstance.

Their kissing went on for what seemed like a minute as his hands pawed over her naked curvy body. Marvin could tell she was uncomfortable with it based on her body stance, but seemed to just go with the flow after a while. She almost seemed eager to be making out with the little twerp. If he didn’t know any better he might have assumed they were a couple. What the fuck happened to her mind?