If you haven't read part one, I highly recommend that you read part one first.

As noted, this story is about non-consent and is a bit more fucked up than the first part. You have been warned. I encourage readers to send me feedback, comments, messages, votes, etc. I enjoy writing but I tend to make more time for it when I other's enjoy my work.

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I had just finished cumming inside of her tight Asian pussy when suddenly I heard a key entering the lock and the front door opening again. It was nearly 2am and my heart was racing. No one else was supposed to be here. I had triple checked the shared calendar to make sure this evening was open. Who the hell was now inside Karen’s apartment?

I only knew the layout of her apartment well enough to commit the act. I had planned to simply leave as I had come in. Now that seemed out of the question. I had two options, to stay and find out who was in the apartment or to hide until I could make a quick escape unseen. Neither seemed to be good options as they were both risky. I hadn’t entered into this non-consensual scene to actually commit a crime. My concerns were around someone catching me, even if Karen could explain that she had consented to this.

I decided to carefully sneak out of Karen’s bedroom and hide, in order to find out who had entered, and perhaps to still sneak out undetected. I stood in the hallway peaking around the corner as a light in the kitchen was illuminated. A shadow approached the hallway and moments later, Karen came into the hall. She didn’t see me, fortunately.

My mind was racing. If Karen had just entered, who was still tied to the bed? Who had I just fucked without their consent? Karen came closer as she was approaching her bedroom. It was late, she was obviously tired as she was yawning and starting to strip out of her shirt and jeans before she even got to her room. I backed up in the barely lit hallway so that she still wouldn’t notice me.

Karen entered her bedroom and turned on the light. She gasped at the sight of her friend tied to the bed, gagged, blindfolded, naked, and recently fucked. Karen’s surprise quickly disappeared when she put two and two together and realized that my trip was a cover story. Karen moved to untie her friend starting by removing her blindfold. She was facing the tied girl who could now see, when her friend’s eyes went wide in terror. She saw what Karen didn’t. I had reentered the room and quickly grabbed Karen.

Once again, I had several options. I could leave the apartment or I could come into the room where I would ‘discover’ and admit my mistake to both women, but instead I chose a different option. With the realization that I had raped a stranger and it was Karen who had walked in on us, I decided that I should complete what I had set out to do. Karen had agreed to be raped and since it was her error that led to her friend being tied to the bed, it seemed only fair that she experience what her friend had only moments ago.

I threw Karen down on the bed while grabbing at her thong and bra. Both were rather cute, frilly items that ripped from her body rather easily. With some other girl still tied to the bed now watching us, I flipped Karen over onto all fours. I could see that the two girls were looking into each other’s eyes as I started my assault on Karen's body.

I started to grab at her tits and pussy. As I looked at her and her friend, I certainly understood why nothing had raised a red flag for me. They looked nearly identical. Same height, same weight, same body shape, they were both Asian. It explained why, even when I was quite rough, she hadn’t used the signal to stop the scene. She didn’t know there was a signal or that it was a scene, and…well, it hadn’t been for her.

I continued groping Karen. She wasn’t yet wet enough for me to enter her. This wasn’t part of the plan, I was improvising. My plan of when, where, how had all been carried out on another, which pissed me off. I had spent weeks thinking about all of the details and now I was fumbling through a new scene. She wasn’t going to be tied up, blindfolded, or gagged. But I could punish her. I spanked Karen, hard. She had previously been quiet but yelped at my rough treatment of her ass.

“Don’t do this now”, she whispered to me. The emphasis was on the word now. It could be interpreted that I could carry out this scene at another time or that, given her friend had just been assaulted, maybe we shouldn’t do this anymore, at all. Or maybe she was pretending to not want it. Regardless of the interpretation, my cock was hard again and I wanted to fuck Karen.

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this”, she remarked, once again as quietly as possible so that only I could hear. I spanked her several more times. I ran my fingers across her pussy lips as I continued to spank her ass. It didn’t shock me that she was getting wet. This was what she wanted, even if it wasn’t how she imagined it.

“You fucked up by forgetting to mark this night off in the calendar. I want you to explain to your friend why I’m here, Karen.” I said loudly. Her friend’s facial expression changed to one of confusion. I had just made it clear that I knew Karen and that the assault wasn’t random.

My cock was ready. I slowly started to insert it deep inside of her tight pussy. It might have been the position we were fucking in but Karen’s pussy felt even tighter than her friend’s was. Karen moaned and screamed, this wasn’t the first time she had been fucked but clearly I was bigger than she had previously experienced. Karen wasn’t gagged so I was afraid she might wake up her neighbors.

“Instead of screaming, tell your friend what you wanted. Tell your friend what we agreed to. Tell your friend why she ended up getting tied up and fucked tonight, instead of you.” I commanded. I punctuated each sentence by ramming my thick cock deep inside her.

“I’m sorry, Linda”, she now spoke to her friend.

“I didn’t tell you to apologize. There will be time for that later.” I said while grabbing her hair, I made sure her eyes were locked on Linda’s.

“I had a fantasy… to be raped.” Karen started explaining, albeit rather challenging for her as I was pounding her pussy hard. “We know each other. We talked about my fantasy. He had a plan to make it a reality. I gave him a key. I shared my calendar with him so he would know what days were free. When you asked to stay over tonight, I forgot that I should note it in the calendar. I wasn’t thinking about it because he was supposed to be away.”

“Don’t blame me, Karen.” I smiled as I thrusted deep inside her. Apart from the last sentence, Karen basically took the blame. Not that it would make too much of a difference, I would surely still be in trouble if either of them went to the police. But my smile was for another reason. In some sick, twisted way, I was enjoying fucking Karen as she explained to Linda how her screw up led to Linda’s rape. The whole situation was fucked up, but I was certainly turned on knowing that Karen had agreed to let her friend stay over and had essentially, but unknowingly, delivered her to me.

With my right hand still entwined in her long hair, I used my left hand to grab her tiny wrist of her left hand. It was holding her body up as I thrusted hard inside of her sex. I pulled her wrist forcing her arm behind her back and with my body weight, I pushed her chest down on the bed. Her right arm wasn’t enough to continue to hold her up. She winced in pain as my cock reached a new depth inside of her pussy and my weight crashed atop of hers.

“Fuck, that’s too deep”, she yelled.

“Linda didn’t get a safeword, now neither do you”, I stated. With Karen pinned to the bed, it was now my eyes that Linda stared at. I was only a few feet away from Linda, with my cock buried deep inside of her friend. Prior to this I had been fucking Linda, and yet, this was the most intimate moment we had shared. I didn’t let up on Karen despite her protests and I continued to look into the eyes of my earlier victim.

Previously when I looked at her, since her blindfold had been removed, her eyes appeared to be pleading for help and begging to be released. When Karen explained the situation, Linda’s stare changed, it wasn’t anger in her expression as one might have expected. No, it was the somber realization that her assault was due to her friend’s perverted fantasy.

Now as we locked eyes, Linda was no longer pleading or somber, if I had to best describe what was going through her head, it was lust.

“Fuck Linda, you want my thick cock back inside you, don’t you?” I asked. It seemed rather mean to push her at this point but hell, it paled in comparison to everything else I had done. Linda was still gagged, she couldn’t agree or object, but she did, for the first time since Karen entered the room and removed her blindfold, look away.

“Don’t be embarrassed by it.” I continued to probe. I was still fucking Karen but I was focused on Linda. My rough, deep thrusts were pushing Karen over the edge and I felt the walls of her pussy gripping my cock tighter as she started to contract and spasm. “No need to look away, you can share in your desire for this. Both of you have now cum on my cock tonight.” I added as Linda looked back in my direction.

I picked up Karen’s small body with my cock still inside her and positioned her so that her face was inches from Linda’s gagged mouth. I continued to impale her tiny hole while she was finishing her orgasm. In this position, I had both of her wrists restrained with one hand and my other hand around her neck.

“Karen, don’t apologize to your friend. You have opened her eyes to a new experience, a new world of possibilities. She should be thanking you.” I said as I closed in on my second orgasm of the night. Karen’s lips were nearly against Linda’s. These two Asian sluts were a sight to behold.

“You’re welcome.” Karen whispered to her friend as their lips touched. I came watching the two of them make out. Karen came again too. I’m sure if my hands weren’t occupied and Linda’s weren’t tied, one of us would have been playing with her clit ensuring she achieved one more orgasm as well. With our orgasms complete, we collapsed on the bed. Soon Karen was helping release Linda while I laid there thinking about the night. It wasn’t the biggest bed, but we were all quite tired and no one objected to the three of us falling asleep together. But not before Linda asked one question.

“So, how do I share my calendar with you?”