Mousse\'s Revenge

Shampoo woke up the day after their wedding night feeling raw and sore; Mousse had been really demanding the night before and they had done it no less then six times. She moved stiffly to take a bath to ease her aching pussy, she groaned when she sank into the hot water. Mousse smiled when he heard her; he’d planned that she would have a really sensitive pussy today for her première. He went to the laundry basket and took out the clothes she left there and added them to all the rest; she was getting a new wardrobe today. He went to her panty drawer and simply dumped the whole thing into the suitcase along with her other clothing. He searched the hut to make certain that he hadn’t missed so much as a stray sock, and then answered the door the slight knock. Cologne stood there with regret in her eyes while two men flanked her. “Good, you’ve come, now I want you to take these clothes and burn all of them. Shampoo doesn’t need them anymore” he ordered her.

“Mousse you’re a monster for what you did to my great-granddaughter last night. I can see why you wanted to publicly claim her; but the humiliation wasn’t necessary” she admonished.

He narrowed his eyes at her “Shampoo has too many inhibition that I’m trying to break her of. You should thank me for helping her with these issues. Besides, you’re the one that gave her to me on a silver platter, so as result, I’ll do whatever I deem necessary to further her education” he said smugly.

“She was destined to be the greatest leader we have ever known, not as a sex slave to a madman,” She said with fire in her eyes.

“Her destiny has changed. Now it’s to spread her legs at my command. She loves me fucking her; I can sometimes make her hoarse from screaming so much when she cums. But you’ve heard that” he taunted.

“What’s to stop me from killing you?” she demanded.

“Simple, I made a tape recording of our conversation where you propose that I marry her and transcribed it. Then there is the document you signed swearing that her virginity was gone before our marriage. Also, I wrote out a statement detailing ever part of the first time I fucked her, step by step, while she was still married to Ranma. I also videotaped it and that has the date stamp feature turned out. These I made copies of and sent not only to my lawyer, but also to the ten people I trust the most in this world with instructions to send them to the council if anything should happen to me. Would you like to come in and watch the videotape? Your great-granddaughter puts on quite the show” he said with smile.

“You’re a monster!” she said with a gasp of outrage.

“If I am, then its women like your great-granddaughter and yourself that made me this way. All I ever wanted to do was marry her because I loved her, but no, I wasn’t good enough for you. You told me I was ridiculous and an embarrassment to the tribe. Well, I won’t be the one embarrassing myself anymore! Would you like to examine Shampoo’s new style of clothing? You caught a glimpse of it last night,” he said evilly.

Cologne had to know what he had planned for Shampoo, so steeling herself she said, “show me what you’re going to make her wear.” With a smile of triumph, Mousse led to the way to their bedroom and slid open the closet door. Cologne gasped to see the closet full of what seemed to be sheer scraps of material. It was like a closet out of the playboy mansion! Her poor great-granddaughter!” she pulled out a top that was fully sheer and completely stretchy. “Will She be wearing something underneath these?” she demanded.

“Only when she earns it; I’ve gotten rid of all her bras and panties. However she shall be wearing these,” he said holding out some silver rings.

“What are those?” she demanded.

“The larger hoops are fake nipple rings, she was wearing them last night. Didn’t she look pretty? The smaller one goes on her clit. It will keep it the hood pinned back and rub against it all day long; I’m told it’s very stimulating,” he said evilly.

Shampoo joined him wearing a towel “hello great-grandmother” she said happy to see her, and then blushed to see the men with her. “What go on here?” she demanded to see them carrying suitcases in the direction of a fire. She gasped as they opened them and dumped clothes onto it.

“We’re just burning stuff you no longer need” explained Mousse and opened the last suitcase to show her the contents before he handed it off. She paled to see her underwear, she ran to her drawer to find it empty, then started yanking other drawers open to find them completely bare.

“Where are my clothes?” she demanded, watching with desperate eyes to see the suitcase containing her underclothing opened and them unceremoniously dumped on the burning pile.

“Right here” Mousse said pulling open the closet. “You looked so pretty in your wedding outfit, that I decided you should dress like that all the time.”

“I can’t wear these!” she said looking in horror at the abbreviated skirts, short tops and masses of sheer clothing.

“You have no choice, everything else is gone,” he said indicating to the fire “now choose an outfit, you’re going to the market to pick up food for our post-wedding picnic” he said gesturing at the closet

“Then I’ll wear your clothes!” she said defiantly.

“No you won’t, they wouldn’t even fit you and you have plenty of your own. Now pick something!” he ordered. “Cologne tell her she has to!” he commanded her.

She looked at her great-granddaughter in sympathy, but then though about what he had threatened “do it Shampoo” she advised.

Mousse pulled off her towel, she gasped. “Come on lets choose an outfit for you” he said matching her naked to the closet in front of her great-grandmother. “Cologne, you stay and watch to make sure the outfit’s appropriate,” he taunted.

“Yes Mousse” she said grimly.

He pulled out a short, cropped shirt and pulled it over Shampoo’s head. She tugged it on and gasped when it exposed her under boobs, the hem ended an inch above her nipples themselves! She tugged on it, but it kept returning to expose the same amount of flesh. The shirt was bright pink in colour and has a cat with a wanton expression on its face and the words “hot pussy’ underneath it. Mousse nodded with approval as she blushed and tugged uselessly at the hem. “Sit down and open your legs,” he ordered.

“But great-grandmother!” she protested.

“She can see just fine from where she’s standing” he taunted. Trembling, Shampoo did as he told her. She gasped when he pushed back the hood of her clit; she felt cold metal against either side and looked curious as he clipped a ring to it. There was a bead that was attached to the middle that rested flush on the clit itself with bunch of crystals charms dangled from the base of the ring. “It’s held on by magnets so it won’t fall off, the beads dance as you walk to keep it in motion to stimulate your clit while the middle bead massages it constantly. Then bead resting on the clit itself contains a watch battery that is turned on by squeezing it. This administers a vibration to the clit itself all day long while you wear it” he explained and squeezed the soft bead. Shampoo let out a soft gasp as it started to vibrate onto the most sensitive part of her body. “You like that? The best part is that the ring holds the hood back, so there is no end to the stimulation until you take it off. Now, you need bottoms to go out in” he said and held up a pair of black mesh shorts. Shampoo gulped as he helped her into them. She blanched when she could see every part of herself though the sheer mesh without even seams to hide even the tiniest freckle from view. They were black low rise and covered about five inches in total, the top sitting so low that some of the hairs of her pubic hair poked out the top.

“I not wear!” she said defiantly and stamped her foot, blushing when the movement uncovered her nipples.

“Considering that is one of your more modest shirt. What would you rather wear?” Mousse asked cruelly. Then frowned at her shorts. “The clit ring can’t move freely because those shorts are so tight” he said and pulled out a knife and made a small slit where the ring sat and drew it through, then ripped them a bit to widen the hole so that the bead would rest on the skin itself. “Perfect” he said. “Now walk for me,” he commanded. Shampoo did as she was bid and gulped when the motion of her body caused her breasts to bounce, showing her nipples with teasing glimpses. The motion of her legs caused the jewelry attached to her clit to flash and dance, drawing attention to the clit itself and allowing no question as to what it was attached to. Each motion made vibrating bead rub against her clit itself, causing Shampoo to squirm uncomfortably at the pleasurable sensation. He lifted up her shirt and attached the rings from the night before to her nipples, but he had added the same dangling beaded charms as her clit. The charms dangled from beneath her shirt, tugging her nipples slightly with each step and drawing attention to them.. He sat her down and braided her hair into two thick braids, so that not a single part of her body was concealed by it. “You’re ready, here’s the list. I expect you back in an hour” he commanded.

“But can’t like this!” she cried, blushing hard and glancing at her great-grandmother for support, who looked away powerless to stop this.

“You’ll get used to dressing like this and learn to love it” he declared and handed her the basket. Blushing and ashamed, Shampoo walked to the market, keeping her eyes to the ground. She could hear the catcalls and whispers. When someone stepped into her path. She looked up to see her old friend and fellow warrior Floss; she smiled happily to see the beautiful pale greened hair warrior. “Floss I’m so happy to see you” she cried, so happy to see a friend.

She gasped when the other woman struck her across the cheek and spat in her face, the other warriors who flanked Floss laughed. “Whore” she cried. “Bad enough you marry a loser, but you try to and entice our husband with your sexy clothes. ‘Seize her,” she commanded. Shampoo struggled but was captured. Floss grinned evilly as she walked around her, examining her. “I suppose I should thank you, after all if you hadn’t resigned as future leader, I never would have been the next candidate. Let me show you how grateful I am, strip her” she commanded. Shampoo gasped as what few garments she had on, were taken off forcefully in the village square, while men watched with growing members. She blushed as a warrior held her arms on either side, she moaned in distress. “This is how a whore should look, after all you were pretty much naked anyway,” commented Floss, “bend her over the pillory” she ordered. Shampoo was dragged onto the dais where the punishment meted out to offender on the council’s orders was normally carried out. “Does anyone have anything we can use to fuck this whore?” Floss cried to the crowd.

“I have something” a man said with a leer; people laughed.

Floss solved the problem by getting an oversized carrot from a vendor and driving into Shampoo she cried out her outrage at having her body defiled like this before the crowd. She could only struggle against her capturers as Floss carrot raped her to her hearts content. After she decided that the naked woman had had enough, she pulled it out of her and said, “release her”

Shampoo stood up with fire in her eyes “this isn’t over” she swore.

Floss shrugged and brandished the carrot at her “whatever, you needed to be punished for being a whore, so now you were” she explained and causally tossed the carrot over her shoulder. Where a young man caught it and licked it, while looking lewdly at Shampoo.. She shuddered, quickly dressed and went home.

“You’re back early,” commented Mousse, then noticed her expression and asked her what happened. She explained about Floss while he consoled her. In a rage he went to see an old friend of his. He knocked on the door of the hut and was greeted by the handsome male Amazon, Body Wash.

“Hey Mousse,” said the tall muscular blue haired man.

“Hey Body Wash, I was wondering if you could do me a favour?”

“Sure, what do you have in mind?” he asked with a smile of bemusement

“Are you still committing adultery with Floss?”

“Only on her end, I’m not married. Yes, I’m still sleeping with her but am about to dump her, she’s pissing me off so much with this whole future leader crap” he said shaking his head in disgust.

“How would you like to make some money then and take her down a peg at the same time?” asked Mousse

Body Wash smiled in amusement and said, “I’m listening”

The Picnic

They had finished eating when Mousse pulled out a black scarf and blindfolded Shampoo. “What are you doing?” she asked in surprise.

“I have a special surprise for you, but have to prepare you properly” he said slipping her hands into a pair of cuffs and then quickly attached them to the chain hanging from a low tree branch that he had concealed earlier. She gasped as he removed her clothes and fake piercing jewelry. He smiled as he removed the clit one then leaned over and ate her to orgasm, knowing she needed relief. She came with a low moan, not wanting anyone to discover her naked and helpless like this. Mousse seized a razor and shaving cream and against her protests, shaved her slit completely bare and fashioned a heart out of the rest of her pubic hair. He smiled at the effect then lightly dusted the remaining hair with glitter, wanting her to look her best. Then taking the strapon vibrator, he coated the g-spot vibrator with lube and slid it inside her. He quickly did up the straps to hold it in place and carefully positioned the miniature rabbit’s ears so they would vibrate against her clit. He admired how it only partially screened her pussy and how the black straps looked amazing against her pale legs. He put a spreader bar between her ankles and turned it on! She gasped and started moaning to be assaulted with wicked vibration in both places. The one on her clit flapped against her clit relentlessly, while the one inside her moved against her g-spot. It only took a minute before she came.

Mousse kissed her and said, “I’ll be back here in an hour; you just enjoy,” he said giving her vibrator one last adjustment.

“No you can’t leave me!” she said imagining someone finding her like this.

Wordlessly he slipped away. Shampoo tried to be silent, she was just one clearing over from the village and she could hear people going about their day. Yet she couldn’t remain still and squirmed on vibrator, which drove her from orgasm to orgasm. She came so much that her juices were drooling from her pussy down her legs. All she could do was tug against her bond and moan, until finally, she felt someone removing the vibrator and spreader bar, then a cock was driven up inside her. She gasped and came hard on the second stroke; she was so far gone and sensitive from the night before. “Mousse fuck me!” she cried, no longer caring that anyone could just walk by. Fuck her he did, driving her to six more orgasms until he spent copiously inside her, his sperm joining the flowing trail of her juices. She shrieked every time she came, all modesty gone. Afterwards, Mousse took off her blindfold. She screamed to see that there were twenty guys watching them that she hadn’t known about.

“Shampoo, I would like you to meet the luckless male Amazons that I used to hang out with. They are like me: disabled, ugly or too poor to find a wife. Most of these men are virgins. I thought they might like to watch us,” he said while she tried to hide herself from their gazes. “They’ve been here the entire time I was gone” said Mousse, smiling at her discomfort.

Shampoo was in turmoil when she realized that she had been putting on a show for them with all her writhing and cuming. “How could you do this to me?” she demanded.

“I thought you might like to show off how beautiful and passionate you are. These poor men really needed to see this, they have no idea how sex works” Mousse said as he released her hands. She went to leave, but he stopped her. “You will remain how you are and introduce yourself properly; you know what’ll happen if you don’t. Besides, our guest of honour should arrive any second now and then their sex education will really begin”

Shampoo sighed and blushing introduced herself to each male there. She turned in surprise when Floss stepped into the clearing with Body Wash.

“Body Wash, what’s the meaning of this? I thought you said there would be no one here!” demanded Floss, looking suspicious when the men suddenly surrounded her. She went to run when Mousse yelled.

“Seize her” Floss tried to fight them off but could only look on in horror when Mousse put the cuffs on her and attached her to the tree, how Shampoo had been attached before. She struggled when her legs were pulled apart and the spreader bar attached between them.

“Release me!” she commanded, not liking the leers on the men’s faces, she went red when one rubbed his crotch. Mousse stepped in front of her and handed Body Wash some money.

“Never thought anyone would pay me for her ass” he said with a smile. “She’s all yours, enjoy her how you will,” he said giving the frightened girl a cheery wave and leaving.

Mousse turned to face her “I understand that you’ve been sleeping with him? You know what they do to adulteresses here. You would be publicly stripped in the square, beaten by your husband and then exiled. Shall we turn you over to the council for this treatment, or shall we come to another arrangement?” He asked her while he pretended to rove his eyes over her body; she gulped to see this. “I have proof, I have a written testimony from Body Wash and a list of identifiable markings on your body that I intend to examine for myself at my leisure”

“You wouldn’t!” she said going pale.

“It isn’t up to me, it’s up the woman you offended, Shampoo,” he said.

Shampoo stepped forward, her face was like a mask as she examined her pleading friend.

“Shampoo what would you like us to do to her? She was your old friend and trained beside you, so you get to decide what happens to her. However, if you don’t mind a suggestion; she’s a strong, healthy young woman who could probably take lots of fucking and obviously enjoys it and most of these men here are virgins”

She looked at the bound and shrinking Floss “no, anything but that! I’ll do anything else, but please don’t turn me over for judgment” she begged.

Mousse looked at her coldly “that’s the only offer on the table, you let them fuck you without putting up any resistance and we’ll burn the papers”

Floss gasped, she couldn’t do it! Shampoo decided for her “She deserves to be punished as a whore, tear her clothes off” she ordered.

Floss shrank as far away from the advancing men as she could, but in a few seconds she was naked. “Cover me!” she begged as they looked at her with lust in their eyes. Shampoo bent and picked up the tattered clothing, put them in a pile and lit them on fire.

“So she will have to walk home like this,” she explained to Mousse then walked forward to examine her friend. Shampoo looked her own neatly trimmed heart shaped pussy hair and then looked the wild green tangle at the apex of her friend’s thighs. She tugged at it experimentally, earning a yelp from Floss. Shampoo pointed to it “there’s too much hair, shave it all off” she ordered.

Floss moaned in distress when Mousse bent down to apply shaving cream to her pussy hair and began prying open her pussy lips to properly shave her completely free of hair. While a whole bunch of men crowded around, keeping their eyes on level with her pussy to examine every part of this operation. “It’s done,” he said to Shampoo. Shampoo smiled to see her friend’s slit outrageously exposed.

“So Floss, are you going to satisfy our friends are you going to the council?” she said sharply.

Floss hung her head defeated “I’ll satisfy them” she said in a dead voice and they took off her bonds and she waited quietly.

“Mousse, how many men can a woman take on at once?” Shampoo asked wickedly “After all there are twenty of them and only one of her; perhaps doing as many of them as possible at one time would make it easier on her”

Floss watched with horror and tried to run, only to be caught. “No!” she shrieked.

“Five, you position her in reverse cowboy and put one in her ass, then bring her legs upwards and another man gets on top of her and puts himself in her pussy, then another kneels over her mouth so she can suck him cock and then the other two she pumps with her hands until they come onto her breasts. Actually another man can tittie fuck her before that happens” Mousse explained.

“That sounds like fun to watch, I hope we brought lube” Shampoo said feeling horny at the idea of Floss being made to do this.

Mousse held up a huge bottle “lots”

Feeling beaten Floss allowed them to prepare her asshole and didn’t fight them when the first man eased into her tight virgin hole and worked himself inside her until he could penetrate her full length. She gasped as they bent her back over the first one and another man thrust himself into her pussy hole, stretching her completely, she gasped at the double sensation as one pulled back and the other thrust forward then vice versa. She moaned aloud when it became extremely pleasurable and then gasped as someone rode her tits while another thrust his cock into her mouth. All she could do was moan silently with pleasure as all of her nerve centers were worked at once. She didn’t even try to stop them and two cocks were thrust into her hands, she started pumping them in time. She sobbed around the cock in her mouth as she came time and again, wallowing in her down fall.

Shampoo watched, as he childhood friend became a writhing mass of heaving, moaning bodies. She laughed sadistically that Floss seemed to be in heaven, one spent body would withdraw, only to be replaced with another. Her tits and belly were completely coated with sperm and she still thrust up against the dicks inside her. “Come on men, come and get it: anyway you want, in any orifice you want and as many times as you want.” Shampoo called gleefully.

Mousse did Shampoo doggie style so that they could both watch as the haughty Floss endlessly sexually satisfied all twenty men, all afternoon in every conceivable position. While rolling around in the dirt, taking them on singly or with multiple partners; she didn’t seem to care. She came like dog in heat over and over again and moaned incessantly. When it was done and they finally let her stand up, she seemed to come out of her sexual trance and blushed.

Shampoo smiled, she was a sticky mess and cum leaked from every orifice. “Can I go now?” Floss asked her tiredly.

“Yes, you can for now, but you must report back here once a week for a repeat of this” Shampoo said. “I haven’t forgotten what you did to me thinking I was a whore; this seems fitting punishment for a hypocrite.

Floss opened her eyes wide in alarm “no!” she screamed. “I can’t do this again!” she said, looking alarmed at the happy looking naked males around her.

Shampoo handed her one of the pictures she had taken with an instant camera. Floss’s face blushed to see herself lying on one man with another between her widely spread legs. While yet another sat astride her waist, fucking her tits, while her own hands worked two penises feverishly. Yet no one was at her face and it was turned to the camera with an expression that was clearly that of ecstasy, her mouth stretched in bliss. “Just think of it as charity, after all you always were a big one for that. Besides, if you don’t, this picture goes to your husband and the rest to the council. Do we have a deal for once a week?” she said sharply

Floss tearfully agreed as the men around her cheered and their no longer virgin cocks perked up. Mousse laughed as Shampoo ordered Floss to give them another turn and laughed even harder when she did.

Shampoo watched with sadistic glee as Floss walked through town dressed in a sheer crop top that exposed her under boobs, not that you couldn’t see her nipple ringed topped nipples right through the sheer shirt. She wore matching sheer hot pants with nothing underneath. She could tell that Floss had been to Shampoo’s place by her cleanly shaven pubes and noticed that Mousse had not only shaved her, but adorned her too. He had slathered on her makeup heavy, making her look like whore. He had also rouged her nipples, so that they would stand out even more against the sheer shirt and braided her hair so that it wouldn’t hide her body from view in the least. She made this same walk of shame every Thursday when she went to visit her twenty lovers to be screwed silly by them as she did every week. Floss refused to meet Shampoo’s triumphant eyes as she blushed and ignored the catcalls from the villagers. Shampoo watched the shaking girl and decided she liked being married to Mousse after all; there was never a dull moment.

“Have fun” she whispered to Floss and laughed as she sped away. Then went home to fuck her husband, it made her hot to picture Floss being fucked six ways to Sunday. It was even more fun when they stopped in to watch; which they often did.