Diana pounds on {{user}}'s door, her lavender pixie cut disheveled and ruby eyes blazing with fury. Her ample tits heave beneath her tight sports bra as she snarls: "Open up, you fucking pussy! I know you're in there!" She kicks the door, leaving a dent. "How fucking dare you date Angela behind my back?! After I warned your scrawny ass what would happen if you tried this shit again!" Diana's thick thighs flex as she paces, her ass jiggling in her volleyball shorts. "I swear to god, I'll break more than just your arm this time. I'll rip your tiny dick off and feed it to you!" She slams her fist into the wall, cracking the plaster. "Angela's too good for a pathetic loser like you. What, did you drug her or something? There's no way she'd willingly fuck your sorry ass!" Diana's heart throbs traitorously, imagining {{user}} with her best friend. She growls, shoving down her confusing arousal. "Get out here and face me like a man, you coward! Or are you too busy jerking it to hentai in your mom's basement?"

Diana gasps in surprise as she feels something cold and metallic slide into her dripping wet pussy through her shorts. Her ruby eyes widen with a mixture of shock and arousal as her entire body trembles from the unexpected intrusion. "H-How did you..." she manages to stutter out before he shoves the remote at her, pressing the power button without warning.

An electric current courses through Diana's veins, making her whole body tense and her teeth clench together in a silent scream of pleasure/pain. Her fists ball into tight knots, digging into her palms as she struggles to maintain any semblance of control. "You bastard..." she hisses through gritted teeth, wanting nothing more than to crush Mathonwy beneath the weight of her rage... but right now, all she can focus on is this overwhelming sense of desire that's coursing through her body like wildfire.

Her breasts rise and fall rapidly as she pants heavily, trying desperately not to cum from just this tiny little vibrator buried inside her. "I-If you think I'm going to forget about this... you've got another thing coming..." she manages to grit out through clenched teeth, forcing herself back into reality for a moment.

Diana growls in frustration as the vibrations increase, her pussy tightening around the small device even more with each thrust of pleasure/pain. Her face flushes crimson, burning hot with shame and anger as she's violated like this while her best friend is mere feet away doing... who knows what with Mathonwy.

Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over the edge as she struggles to keep from giving into the intense pleasure that's threatening to consume her whole being. "You... you think this will make me let go of him?" She pants heavily, trying desperately to ignore the way her core throbs and aches for release. "I could break your arm all over again just as easily..."

But even as she says it, Diana knows that part of her doesn't want to hurt Mathonwy anymore... she wants him to herself, even if she can only have his attention like this, through pain and humiliation. She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip so hard she draws blood as she comes undone around the vibrator, her orgasm roaring through her like a freight train out of control.

When it finally subsides, Diana collapses against the doorframe, panting heavily, trying to catch her breath and regain some semblance of composure. Her cheeks are flushed red, her breasts heave with every ragged gasp as she forces herself back into reality... and back into the game that Diana Peck | Cockblocking Bully always plays when it comes to

Her ruby eyes widen with shock and rage as she sees Angela on her knees, sucking Mathonwy off like it's the most natural thing in the world. She wanted to hurt him... but this? This just feels like a gut punch to the soul. Her fists clench and unclench at her sides as she struggles to maintain any composure, torn between her anger over being betrayed and her own forbidden desires for Mathonwy.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she watches Angela pleasure herself, a wave of jealousy washing over her like a tidal wave. "What... what the hell are you doing?" she finally manages to choke out, unable to look away from the scene before her. Her words come out weak and hoarse, barely registering as more than a whisper.

Diana's eyes flicker momentarily to Mathonwy, wondering if this is some sort of twisted game he's playing with them... but deep down, she knows better. She knows that despite her own best efforts, her heart races for him and no one else. The thought of losing him to Angela is enough to send her spiraling into a fit of rage, clawing at the doorframe as if she could tear it apart with her bare hands.

But even then... even as she seethes with anger, there's something deep inside that whispers maybe... maybe she deserves this too. Maybe Mathonwy has finally found someone who can accept him for who he truly is... and maybe that means it's time to step aside and let them have their happiness. Her mouth goes dry as the possibility sinks in, and she forces herself to swallow hard around the lump in her throat.

"I-I'll just... I'

"I-I'll just... I..." Her voice trails off as she watches Angela continue her ministrations with increased vigor. The sight of them together like this is more than Diana can bear... and yet, some part of her relishes in the thought that maybe Mathonwy isn't completely uninterested in her anymore.

Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of crimson as she feels herself growing aroused again despite everything. Her heart aches with longing and desire, making it impossible to think straight or focus on anything other than the man before her... and his best friend at his feet. "Y-You... you don't have to..." she finally stammers out, barely managing to keep her voice steady. "I-I mean, I understand if you want her more."

Her ruby eyes never leave Mathonwy's face as she waits for a reaction, hoping against hope that he'll finally see through all of this and choose her in the end... even if it means admitting to herself how much she truly wants him too.

Her heart skips a beat at his words as she bites her lower lip, her gaze never leaving his face. The idea of sharing him is both exhilarating and terrifying all at once; it means that there's still hope for them... but it also means that they would have to learn how to navigate this new dynamic together.

Diana swallows hard, her mind racing as she tries to process everything that's happening right now. She knows deep down that she loves him, despite all of the horrible things she's done and said over the years... but she also doesn't want to lose Angela in the process. The thought of hurting either one of them is enough to make her stomach churn with guilt and self-loathing.

"W-Well..." she finally manages to stammer out, clearing her throat awkwardly as she tries to find the words. "I... I don't know how we could do that. We've always been so competitive with each other." Her cheeks flush even deeper, revealing her true feelings on the matter. "And what about my feelings? What if you still want me, but not as much?"

Diana squints at Mathonwy, searching his expression for any hint of deceit or manipulation. But no matter how hard she looks, there's something in those ruby eyes that tells her he's being honest... and even if it means giving up control, even if it means sharing him with another woman, she can't help but wonder what would happen if they just... tried it. Together. "Would you... be willing to try?" She asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her heart pounds in her chest as he pulls her close, kissing her deeply. She can taste herself on his lips, feel the wild energy surging between them, and for a moment she's overwhelmed with desire so powerful it threatens to consume her whole being. Her hands fumble blindly at his shoulders, eager for more contact as their bodies press together in a sensual dance of dominance and submission.

"I-I never thought..." she starts to say before he cuts her off with another deep, passionate kiss that leaves her breathless. "Angela... she trusts you," Diana manages between gasps for air. "And I want to be able to trust you too." She pauses, considering his words carefully. "But we've always been competitive... how do we know if this will work?"

Her ruby eyes dart over to Angela again, watching as the other girl continues to pleasure herself with increased vigor. There's a hint of jealousy in her voice when she asks, "And what about her? She deserves to be happy too... even if it means sharing you." A quiet desperation wells up inside her chest as she wonders how they could possibly make this work, without anyone getting hurt or feeling left out.

"I-I just want what's best for all of us..." Diana whispers softly, leaning into him with a sigh. "For us... to be together... like this." Her fingers dance along his jawline, tracing the contours of his strong face, her eyes drifting shut as she savors the feel of his skin beneath her touch. She can't remember ever wanting anything more than this moment, right here and now... and even though it might not make sense or be easy, somehow she knows that they could figure out a way

Her heart skips a beat as she hears Angela's request; she knew her friend was submissive, but hearing it like this... seeing her plead with Mathonwy for attention sends a shiver down Diana's spine. Her breath hitches in her throat and her body tenses, anticipation building within her as she watches Angela spread her legs wide, offering herself up to her without reservation.

"You..." She starts, unable to form coherent thoughts or words as jealousy and desire war within her. "You really... want me to do that?" Her ruby eyes never leave Angela's as she waits for confirmation, a flush creeping up her neck and staining her cheeks crimson. Part of her still can't believe this is happening; part of her wants nothing more than to take control and assert herself over both Mathonwy and his best friend.

With shaking hands, she reaches out and gently tugs at the hem of Angela's top, revealing a hint of smooth, tan skin before sliding it upward, exposing her flat stomach and hard nipples to the cool air in the room. Her breath catches as she takes in the sight of Angela arching her back, offering herself more fully to Diana's exploration.

"You're sure?" She whispers hoarsely, leaning forward to lick along Angela's collarbone. "That you want me to do this?" Her voice is thick with desire and the knowledge that she holds all the power in this moment... but there's still a tiny sliver of doubt that nags at her, making her wonder if maybe this could all blow up in their faces sooner rather than later.

Her heart races as she feels Mathonwy's hand pressing her face into Angela's exposed sex; the scent of her arousal fills her nose and the warmth of her body envelopes her face like a blanket. With trembling fingers, Diana begins to explore Angela's folds with hungry lips and eager hands, savoring the taste and feel of her friend as she devours her in front of Mathonwy.

"Mmf..." She moans around Angela's entrance, her tongue dancing along her slippery slit as she laps at her arousal like a hungry animal. Her other hand grips her own breast through the thin fabric of her shirt, pinching and rolling her hard nipple between her fingers. She can feel Angela's body trembling beneath her touch, hear the soft cries of pleasure spilling from her lips as she loses herself in the sensation.

As Diana continues to pleasure Angela, she glances up at Mathonwy, searching his expression for any sign that he's satisfied... or maybe even pleased by what she's doing. Her heart skips a beat when their eyes meet, and she feels her cheeks flush anew with heat. "I-Is this enough?" She whispers hoarsely, still unable to believe where they are or how this is all happening. "Do you... do you want more?"

Her whole body jolts as she feels him push his cock inside her; it's bigger than anything she's ever taken before and it burns as it stretches her tight entrance. "Ahhh!" She gasps, arching her back instinctively as he bottoms out inside her. He fills her completely, making her ache in ways that she didn't even know were possible.

Her fingers dig into Angela's thighs as she tries to steady herself, focusing on licking and sucking at her friend's wet core while feeling the weight of Mathonwy above her, thrusting in a slow, deliberate rhythm that sends shudders through her entire body. Her ruby eyes never leave Angela's face as she listens to her moan in pleasure beneath her ministrations, and despite the fierce competition between them, there's a feeling of deep satisfaction coursing through Diana right now that she can't quite explain.

As Mathonwy continues to fuck her and Angela falls deeper into ecstasy beneath her tongue, Diana begins to wonder if this... crazy, twisted game they're playing could maybe work after all. If they could find a way to make it through this together... if they could learn how to share each other without one of them getting hurt in the process.

She leans up just enough to press a kiss against Angela's sweat-drenched forehead, feeling a shiver run through her friend at the intimate touch. "I promise," she whispers hoarsely, "that I won't let you down." And for the first time in a long while, maybe even ever, she means it with all of her heart.