Still laughing, Betty looked back at Sonja. "You better snuff all three of us and get your ass to Dolcett. Because right now, if my parents find you, you'll still be going there, but as a naked bitch destined for a very long life of torture, rape, and then being ripped apart. You are am amateur compared to the rest of them and I will be laughing---"

Meris screamed out in rage and slapped Betty hard. The impact shook both of their bodies, but Meris didn't stop with a single blow. She slapped and clawed at Betty, tearing at her skin and beating her face and pussy. Flecks of blood splattered everywhere as she attacked the helpless cheerleader.

Betty kept laughing, punctuated by the grunts and gasps that came from being attacked.

The more she laughed, the more Meris clawed at her. Blood splattered everywhere, but they were shallow cuts and bruises, nothing.

"You call---that---come on, you are fucking pathetic!"

Sonja watched with a storm of emotions inside her.

The biggest was the satisfaction of seeing Betty being attacked and beaten. Every time Meris hit her, Sonja's pussy would clench with anticipation and heat pulsed inside her. The intensity grew as Meris' attacks increased. There was blood everywhere, it dripped from Betty's breasts, stomach, and thighs. Some of it gathered along her pussy where Meris had clawed more than once against the swollen folds.

"Come on, bitch," screamed Betty, "you can do better than that!"

Meris screamed out in rage and attacked harder.

Next to her, Theodora looked with fluttering eyes. There were no emotions on her face, only a blank look of someone who had been broken.

Sonja looked between the three women, the heat gathering from watching the violence but also a sick feeling. It wasn't Betty being attacked, but the look in her eyes. There was something going on, the blonde had something planned that bode poorly for Sonja and her lover.

"Come on, bitch!" gasped Betty. "Even a pussy could do a better job---" There was blood on her face and one eye had swollen shut.

Meris stepped back, panting. "I... I will...."

She turned and started toward the hallway.

At the triumphant look on Betty's face, Sonja realized what the blonde had intended. Sonja stepped forward and grabbed Meris.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill her!"

"That's what she wants," Sonja said, struggling to keep her arms around her blood-splattered lover.
Meris' body heaved underneath her as she strained to pull free of Sonja's grip. Sonja could feel that she was panting and sobbing at the same time, her emotions running hot.

"Come on, not now, not now. We have to make her suffer and if you kill her here, then you'll regret it forever."

Meris stopped fighting. She panted and let out a frustrated growl.

"I know, Baby, I know. Don't let her get to you." Sonja looked over Meris head at Betty.

The blonde was no longer laughing and the hard look returned to her face. Her body tightened as she glared at Sonja. A tiny shudder ran through her body, flicking blood to the ground.

Pulling her gaze away, Sonja tugged Meris back toward Theodora. "Come on, we have a black bitch to cook."

It didn't take long for Sonja and Meris to get Theodora up the stairs. The naked black girl was able to move on her own but every step was a struggle. She shook violently and whimpered but her hands were weak when she tried to push them off. When they finally reached the grill and pressed her thighs against the edge, she managed to rouse herself enough to shake her head. "No... no... I don't want to die. Please? Get Betty or Ming, please?"

Sonja pressed her hand between Theodora's shoulder blades. There was an intense contrast of Sonja's tanned skin and Theodora's black. But there was nothing different about the body of a fit young girl. Increasing pressure, she bore down until Theodora bent over until the large breasts were pressed against the metal grill.

Theodora's ass was larger than the others, but it was smooth and firm. Sonja ran her hand down it, stroking along the bottom edge before dragging up the slightly moist crack to the tiny little sphincter.

Meris moaned as she watched, one hand clamped against her own pussy and the other in her mouth.

The black girl turned to look at her, eyes filled with shimmering tears. She whimpered before she said in a hoarse voice, “Why are you doing this?”

Sonja looked at her with a hardness in her eyes, “Because you hurt my love, you hurt my Meris.”

“It was just a joke.”

Meris scoffed. “Some joke.”

Tears dripped down her cheeks, “It was just a joke, we didn't mean anything by it.”

“Well, Theodora, I think its time to see how far we are going to take this joke.”

Their victim sniffed sadly, “What are we going to do?”

“We are going to spit---”

Sonja started to speak, then paused for a moment. Perro's words rang in her head for a moment and she frowned. Meris caught her expression.

“Sonja?”

Sonja gave Theodora another look, thinking. After a moment, she spoke up. “I'll give you a choice.”

She ignored the whimper from Meris and kept speaking.

“Either I'm going to take that spit and roast you on this grill, or I'm going to cut off all your limbs, cut you open, and show you what it feels like to be gutted, just like Marisha.”

Theodora sobbed for a moment, “Please don't do this.”

Sonja kept her hand planted on Theodora's back. With her other, she rested it on the girl's asshole and began to circle it, increasing the pressure. “Then you have to make a choice. If you don't resist, it will hurt a lot less than if you struggle.”

She sniffed pitifully, “Why?”

“Don't ask that, you already know the answer.”

“C-Can't you just let me go?”

Leaning forward, Sonja kissed her shoulder and whispered softly. “You already know that answer too.”

“No...” The sobs were muted in Sonja's ears as she stared into the dark brown eyes.

Sonja didn't even see the tears, just a girl who hurt her lover. She moved her finger from Theodora's sphincter to her pussy, tracing the thick, black lips. Where the rest of Theodora was a dark brown, her pussy and ass were almost pitch black. But that only make the shocking pink of her insides more startling. “Now, you have to make a choice. Do you want to be gutted or spitted?”

Deep inside, Sonja knew that Meris only wanted to hear one answer, but she had to amuse the old man.

Theodora whimpered softly, her breath coming in heavy gasps. Sonja noticed that she didn't try to close her legs and took advantage of it to work her finger deeper, feeling the folds starting to warm up and a different type of moisture lick her fingertip.

“Oh, a little bit of that pleasure starting to tease you?” Sonja felt a smile ghosting across her lips.

Theodora and Meris both moaned.

“So, little black slut, what do you want? To get everything lopped off, right here in the kitchen.”

Theodora thought for a long moment, trying to find some solace as tears poured down her cheeks.

Meris rocked back and forth, fingers tight on her body.

Sonja was well in control. She eased two finger into Theodora's pussy and pumped in and out. It wasn't a fast stroke, but more of a distracting one as she waited for the young woman to consider her fate.

“Y-You can't just let me go? I'll do anything.”

Sonja shook her head, “I haven't let anyone else go, and you know it.”

Another long silence before she spoke hoarsely. “You promise it w-won't h-hurt?”

Letting the smile expand on her lips, she shook her head, “If you don't struggle, we will be as gentle as possible. It will hurt, but it won't be like Marisha.”

“A-And you won't cut my throat?”