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The Sexcapades of JustHer	By : TheRevolutionIsMine Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 4393 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"The Sexcapades of JustHer"

Chapter 3: Softer Than Lace, Tougher Than Leather
It was a hot and desperate day at Playa Des Losers.
Somehow, a huge basketball game was going on outside. It just happened to be 4-on-4 in which the entire Drama Brothers team (skins) went up against the team of D.J., Geoff, Tyler and Duncan (shirts). The Drama Brothers and the opposing team both tied up to 17. The only team that would get one more point would win. It happened to be Tyler's ball.
"Okay, get ready you losers. I'm gonna come up with the most kick-ass, most extreme, most awesome-st, riding-est, most sickest-" Tyler spoke as his sentence was cut off by Duncan.
"Will you please pass the ball, already." Duncan said to Tyler who was already fuming.
Tyler did eventually pass the ball, but unfortunately, he ended up passing the ball to Cody to Trent, and then to Justin.
"Okay...kiss this!" Justin yelled as the sent the ball hurdling pass the next aggressively.
The rest of the Drama Brothers celebrated alongside Justin and his game winning victory.
"You idiot! Your stupidity cost us the game, ya moron! Ya idiot!" Duncan snapped at Tyler as Geoff and D.J. just dissed him for their defeat. Meanwhile, Justin ended up speaking next to Trent, Harold and Cody.
"Oh, man...that was awesome of what you did back there..." Cody said, being impressed by Justin's athleticism through the whole entire game.
"Well, if you play sweaty and wear pants like fine, you're sure to be on fire. Plus the girls would find you mainly attractive. That's my way to physical condition." Justin spoke to Cody as he was acting proud of his victory.
"Yep, no one can touch what you have." Trent spoke to Justin patting him on his shoulder.
"Yeah...speaking of touch...has everyone seen Heather so far? Cause I don't see her..." Justin spoke as his head wandered around looking around for Heather, who was nowhere to be found in the middle of their pick-up game.
"Why? You jealous of Alejandro?" Harold said as Justin felt kinda scorned that Harold would mention Alejandro's named in front of the male model.
"No...I just wanted to know firsthand." Justin said, lying to his friends. Inside, he was jealous of Alejandro because of the fact that Heather secretly liked him better than Justin, because it really hurt him inside. It was because Justin actually respected her of her attitude and her demeanor.
Now whenever Justin heard that word "Alejandro", he just wanted to clench his fist in anger.
"I'm...I'm gonna take a rest..." Justin said as he left for his bedroom wanting to cool off.
Both of his friends from the Drama Brothers were concerned for him.
"Ahh...finally. I can finally cool off in my nice warm bed..." Justin thought to himself as he had a fan close to him blowing in the wind and laid his head on the soft pillow below him.
Midnight...
Justin fell asleep very comfortably. He felt really well at home.
"No...that thing is off-limits...my penis is not a hot dog..." Justin mumbled in his sleep, dreaming that he was a full-fledged rock star. Dreaming that there were every hot female porn-star in his bed, invading his pants.
But his dreaming was cut off, by a smell of Rosemary from the other room.
"What the hell is that...?" Justin spoke as he had a strong sense of smell. When he left his room behind him, he could otice the smell coming very closer to his nose.
And it just hit him. The smell of rosemary...
...was coming from Heather's room. Why on earth would Heather do something with rosemary all of a sudden?
As Justin opened the door...
...there stood a room with a bunch of leather, chains and whips all in store...
"What in the hell is going on right here...?" Justin said to himself as Heather's whole room looked like a sexual dungeon. It's weird how someone like her can be so...dominant. As Justin approached all over the room. He was cut off by Heather's voice...
"Welcome to my dungeon, Justin..." she said so seductively sweet as Justin turned around...
...only to see Heather in a slickery hot, dominatrix outfit. Her pure sweet D-cup breasts and her sweet sugar-coated pussy were exposed to him, alongside with a black garter belt, long knee high black boots and long slick black gloves. She was devastatingly hot!
"Heather...you did this...?" Justin replied, looking shocked at Heather's erotic, submissive behavior.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Heather shushed him nicely as her finger pushed him to a chair. She then began to sit on his lap. "...now let me talk...I just wanted to say that I loved how you handled all the guys down at that basketball court. That was so intense of me to see you sweat..."
"T-thanks..." Justin shuddered so softly as something inside his pants began to grow so hard as Heather's soft silky ass still sat in his lap.
"In fact it made me so sweat...I did something about it..." Heather spoke sweetly to Justin as she snapped her fingers to the curtain...
...which revealed to be Alejandro being tied up to a chair, and which he muttered something so angrily, even Justin couldn't understand.
"You tied up Alejandro...?" Justin spoke as he saw Alejandro looking beat and cut up all over his face. Alejandro's anger was when he saw his angel, Heather, sitting on Justin's lap, and making her purr.
"I did...in which, he can never satisfy my every need, my every command. He was nothing but pure garbage... That's why I've urged to find a real hot, sexy man who can fulfill my every desire, my every wish...and that's why I want to ask you one thing..." Heather spoke nicely as she took Justin's beautiful chin and looked at her with such desperation.
"What's that...?" he said to her being unsure at this point. But then, Heather had a devious idea up her leathery sleeve.
"Are you gonna be a good slave for me...?" Heather spoke desperately to him. Their deadly, passionate gaze made Justin too shuddered to give out an answer. But miraculously...he did.
"Yes..."
"Yes...what?" Heather spoke in a erotic, but an dominative tone.
"Yes...my mistress. I will satisfy your every need, your every command...I will be your slave..." Justin spoke as he looked at Heather with a fiery passion as their lips and tongues slowly connected to each other. Both of their tongues battled for supremacy as Heather's long slippery tongue was shoved all through Justin's entire mouth and exploring all through the inside of his perfect teeth, declaring her tongue as the dominant winner.
"Mmmm...your tongue tastes so good..." Justin replied, enjoying that forbidden kiss.
"Shhhhhh..." Heather shushed him deviously and nicely. She then had something unexpected planned for him.
Heather gently got on the bed with her legs spread all over the bed as he motioned her finger to Justin.
"Come tongue-fuck my pussy, slave..." Heather spoke real devilishly nice to him as Justin (who ended up taking his shirt off which revealed his clean-cut abs, in which it was more cut than AleCrapo) went on all fours and took his long flowing ocean-like tongue giving it a single lick.
"MMMMMMMMmmmmm..." Justin muffles as a single lick came more. His tongue was making the best silent steamboat impression ever as his tongue rapidly lashed softly on Heather's fine cunt.
"Ohhhhh...more slave...give me more..." Heather moaned desperately as Justin took two of his index fingers and penetrated Heather, adding more of a hot sensation. He licked and penerated her now hot wet pussy, making his fingers hot inside from her.
"MmmmmmMMMMMMMM..." he muffled once again. Somehow, the juices that flowed inside Heather were ready to burst open like raging water from a broken dam.
"Justin...I'm cumming...! Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Heather moaned loudly as her love juices burst and shot open landing on the sleeves and Justin's index fingers. Heather tasted them, feeling like pure soft honey. Never before she had been pollinated by Justin's magic fingers.
Alejandro saw this and wanted to charge at Justin angrily for turning her on like this sexually. Heather saw this and took her whip, therefore lashing at Alejandro from a mile away. That whip was as long as 3 cue sticks!
"Don't worry. I gave him a hard and painful time, but I know I'll always be soft and sweet for you, slave...now take off your pants..." she devilishly smiled as Justin slightly zipped down his pants, which revealed to be one huge 11-inch hard cock. It was perhaps longer and harder than any of the boys in Playa De Losers.
Heather was definitely impressed by the 'size' of him.
"Ooooooh..." Heather cooed as she bent over for him real suggestively. Justin interestingly raised an eyebrow thinking of what he wanted to do to her that would make a jealous Alejandro blow up off his chair.
"Fuck my ass, slave..." she bent over suggestively and slapping her ass urging him to go inside her. With such intention...Justin slowly his hard throbbing cock inside Heather's fine sweet pussy, and back and forth, his dick started charging.
"Ohhhhhhh..." Justin moaned as he loved the sensation that felt through his rough cock. It was like almost cuddling next to a fireplace.
"Oh...that feels so good, you dirty slave...ohhhhhh..." Heather moaned slightly as her face made pure ecstacy. She loved the fact that Justin's stone cold cock was as hot as lava itself inside her. She even loved the fact that she really loved it from behind.
"Oh, shit..." Justin moaned as well as one by one, his speed increased tenfold as he hung on to Heather's soft creamy ass and started pumping and thrusting really hard like a engine purring in its velocity.
"Oh, god! Faster, slave...FASTER! OHHHHHHHHHH...!" she yelled even loudly as Justin's started pumping her ass repeatedly and repeatedly like a Japanese bullet train. Justin's grunts became intense like a wolf looking for it's prey. He was definitely like a dog in heat and a freak without warning. He felt like he was gonna howl any second with one hard, painful thrust after another.
And then...something without warning began to surge inside Justin unlike never before.
"Heather...I'm cumming! I'm gonna..." Justin screamed like a werewolf on the prowl. But Heather stopped him from making the climax.
"Ohhhhh...not yet!" Heather spoke out as Justin broke off from doggie style position. Justin was trying to shudder hard from making a premature ejaculation. He succeeded, but barely.
They both looked at each other face to face with such intensity, such sweat, and such passionate, dominant force, that Heather spoke first in mind.
"Okay...get on all fours like a little puppy would..." Heather replied sweetly to Justin, who had a sly-ish smile on his face. Alejandro inside felt like he was gonna cringe.
In her dirty bag of tricks...Heather appeared to have something so naughty in mind for the male model-turned-sex slave.
She brought out a black paddle. It was so flat and so soft. It was something Justin would love, even though it would hurt his perfect features. But it would be worth it to him if this hot attractive Asian was teaching Justin one leather-filled lesson.
"You ready, my little slave?" Heather smiled at Justin, who was touching him by the chin. Justin was begging to be spanked by her.
"Yes...my mistress..." he spoke roughly as he got on all fours. Heather, with still a devilish smile on her face, smacked away.
(SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!)
"Oh yes!" Justin screamed in excitement as the red marks was imprinted on his perfect ass. Heather was laughing and having fun seeing Justin like this. He was like a cute little dog begging for a treat...a naughty treat.
"You want more of it, slave?" Heather said, acting cute and secretly sinful in every way.
"Yes...give me another mistress..." Justin said to Mistress Heather as she gave him a rubber red-ball to cover his whole mouth from all the screaming he is trying to prevent. It somehow added another element to Heather's sick and twisted fantasy.
"Ready?" Heather said to him as her slave nodded his head approvingly. With a swing of the paddle...
...hit Justin's hard red ass like a bat swinging a baseball at 300 m.p.h.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Justin muffled, as those smacks was getting him turned on. Each smack made his ass almost bleed by the minute, in which it was several huge smacks. It didn't by the way, but that's what Justin ever wanted from Heather. To Justin's enjoyment, Alejandro felt like an angry bird...He got madder and rage-infested unlike never before. But only to Alejandro's disappointment, he got what he deserved for not satisfying Heather.
After the ass-smacking carnage...Heather whispered sinfully to Justin's ear.
"You wanna ride me, slave?" she said, still smiling care-free to him.
"Yes, mistress..." Justin said in that sexy blue-eyed musky voice of his. Justin then turned over laying down on the bed as Heather sat on his hot sex-filled lap. She gently inserted herself down on his cock.
"Ooooooh..." she cooed once again as Justin grabbed on to her fine creamy hips and rocked her gently like a rocking chair.
"Ohhhhhhhh..." he moaned slightly as his cock was riding her ass back and forth, going in steady medium-motion. When le looked upon Heather, the sensation that sent straight through her body made her wanna touch herself inappropriately.
"Ohhhhh, slave...faster! Make me your bitch! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Heather moaned desperately as her sex slave now started to rock her like a Los Angeles earthquake. Her face started to form sexual tears because of the pleasure pain both asses have been taking.
The sweat began to pour right on Justin's handsome face. He could feel something starting to explode right inside her vagina. It was gonna feel white any minute and his cock was now turning fiery red all over. It was shaking uncontrollably. It was finally about time.
"Ohhhh, shit! I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum...!" Justin desperately yelled and moaned as with final rockings and several rides, his mistress Heather let out one horny yell so loud, that it almost woke everyone up from their sleep.
"OHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Heather screamed loudly as the hot white cum came out of Justin's tip of the cock and shot inside her violently like a geyser over and over again. Even so as his hot sex-filled cum dripped inside her as well. Justin let out one final moan as the hot rough naughty fun made them tired and beat.
Alejandro was so pissed off from all the sex, moans, and the minor sexual pain that both Justin and Heather had suffered...made him fall over in his chair. Alejandro tried so aggressively to get to him, but it was to no avail. Heather was now laying in bed with her new hot satisfying sex slave and lover, Justin.
"Ohhhh...Justin. You were a good little slave for me, weren't you...?" Heather said to him as she was laying on his clean-cut chest.
"And you definitely make a fine mistress...my lady..." Justin smiled seductively at her.
The new-found couple spent the rest of the night cuddling and embracing each other both looking tired, looking beat, and looking roughed up.
But in Justin and Heather's minds...the pain was all worth it...
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