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The following story is based on the film, which I really enjoyed, [Knock Knock]( (spoilers ahead!). I was wondering what would happen if somebody would take revenge against Genesis and Bell.

As at all times, feedback, comments, and ideas on a continuation of this story are at all times welcome, and my usual disclaimer:

> This is pure fiction. The violent fantasies and attitudes toward women in this story must only exist in the world of fiction. Please don’t take anything in this story as an endorsement of real-life misogyny.

# Part 1

Jason’s home felt unnervingly quiet as the night progressed. With his wife out of town for the weekend, he found himself alone in his study, working on his computer. The dull hum of the machine and the rhythmic tapping of his fingers against the keyboard filled the air, a comfort against the silence that enveloped him.

Just as he was about to call it a night, the doorbell rang, jolting him from his focus. He glanced at the clock on the wall – 11:00 PM. Who could be calling at this hour?

As he swung the door open, he was greeted by the sight of two stunning young women, one with golden shoulder length hair, and the other with rich, dark brunette hair framing her delicate face. Their eyes met his, wide and innocent, yet a flicker of mischief sparkled within them. Jason recognized them immediately, but he chose to keep this knowledge to himself.

“Um, hello?” Jason said, trying to sound casual. “What can I do for you?”

“Hi,” the blonde one – Bell – began, her voice lilting and sweet. “We’re really sorry to bother you, but we got the directions to a party totally wrong, and now we’re lost. Could we use your phone to call a cab? Our phones died.”

Jason raised an eyebrow, suspicious. “Strange that both of your phones would die at the same time, isn’t it?”

The brunette, Genesis, chimed in with a sheepish grin. “Yeah, we were using them to navigate and didn’t realize how much battery it was draining. Stupid, I know.”

As he studied their faces, he couldn’t help but be drawn to their full lips, pink and inviting. Their bodies, too, were impeccably sculpted, every curve delicately outlined by their tight-fitting attire. He understood clearly why Evan fell for them.

“Alright, come on in,” Jason finally relented, stepping apart to let them enter. As they passed by him, he caught a whiff of their intoxicating perfume, a blend of floral and fruity notes.

As the young women stood in his living room, chatting and laughing amongst themselves, Jason couldn’t help but focus on the way their bodies moved – the subtle sway of Bell’s hips when she shifted her stance, or the bounce of Genesis’s behind.

“Thank you so much for letting us use your phone,” Genesis said sweetly, snapping Jason back to the present. “We really appreciate it.”

“Of course,” Jason replied with a forced smile. He knew they had come here with a plan – one that he was determined not to fall prey to.

“Your house is lovely, by the way,” Bell commented, casting her gaze around the room. “It must be nice having all this space to yourself.”

“Thank you,” Jason said, feeling the weight of her words. They were baiting him, he was sure of it. His wife was away, and he was alone with these two temptresses who had already proven their ability to ruin lives.

Jason was familiar with their strategy: tempt a guy when his wife was out of town, record footage of him in bed with one of them, blackmail the poor sap, broadcast the video, and ruin his life. He was all too aware of what his buddy Evan had gone through.

# Part 2

“Say, why don’t we play a little game?” Genesis suggested, her dark eyes glittering with mischief. “Something fun to pass the time while we wait for our cab.” Genesis and Bell approached Jason, their bodies swaying seductively as they closed in on him. Their eyes locked onto his, sending a clear message of intent.

Genesis ran a finger along Jason’s arm, making his skin tingle under her touch. Bell inched closer to him, her breath warm on his neck.

Jason remained stoic, his green eyes blazing with intensity. With lightning-fast reflexes, he grabbed both girls by their wrists and twisted them, forcing Genesis and Bell to their knees. The sudden pain shot through their arms, and their faces contorted with shock.

“Ouch! What are you doing?” Genesis cried out. “Let me go!” Bell demanded.

“Listen carefully,” Jason growled, his grip tight on their wrists. His muscular arms flexed, leaving no room for them to break free. “I know who you are, what you did to Evan.”

Genesis’ brown eyes widened, panic settling in as she realized that their plan had been exposed. Bell’s breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling rapidly. They shared a terrified glance, understanding that they had lost their leverage over Jason.

“Ok, ok,” Genesis said in pain but still sounding confident “We’re caught. Why don’t you spank us mister” Bell stifled a giggle at her friend’s suggestion.

“Too late for that,” Jason replied coldly. He could feel their vulnerable softness beneath his fingers. Abruptly, he released their wrists, leaving behind red imprints on Genesis and Bell’s soft skin. He quickly dashed to a nearby bookshelf, his strong legs propelling him forward with ease. He reached up, his sinewy arm stretching to grab a gun from the top of the shelf. The girls’ hearts raced as the cold metal met Jason’s hand, and he turned to face them, pointing the weapon in their direction.

“Turn around, hands in the air,” Jason commanded before any of the girls could say a word, his green eyes blazing with intensity. Genesis and Bell exchanged worried looks and complied. Their slender arms raised above their heads, acutely aware of how their tight clothing hugged every curve of their bodies.

Bell spoke in a teasing manner despite her increasing worry, “You don’t look like a murderer, sir.”

“Walk to my bedroom,” Jason ordered ignoring her, his voice firm and unwavering.

As they moved, Bell kept on teasing him. “You don’t have to do this, Jason. We wanted to sleep with you anyway. You don’t need to force yourself on us.”

“Silence,” Jason snapped, his tone full of menace.

Once inside the shadowy bedroom, Jason directed Genesis to “lie down on the bed, face up”. “Yes master…” Genesis said playfully trying to mask her fear.

Genesis felt the smooth fabric of the sheets against her skin as she settled into the bed, her chestnut hair splayed out around her. Bell studied them both, not sure what Jason had planned for Genesis.

“Take off her boots and socks,” Jason commanded, his voice barely above a whisper. The gun still pointed at them.

Bell’s eyes widen with alarm as she glanced between Genesis and Jason. Trembling hands reached down towards Genesis’ short boots, slowly unzipping them to reveal her delicate ankles. When she removed her socks, Genesis’ feet came into view.

“Her skirt. Remove it,” he instructed Bell, who was growing increasingly distressed.

Swallowing hard, Bell reached for the waistband of Genesis’ short black skirt, her fingers fumbling with the button and zipper. With a quiet rustle of fabric, she slid the skirt down Genesis’ hips and along her toned legs.

He locked eyes with Bell. “Tie her arms and legs to the bedposts using my wife’s stockings. They’re in that drawer”. “Oh, kinky!” Genesis exclaimed. Knowing there was no escape from the current situation, Bell retrieved the stockings from a drawer. With shaking hands, she began to secure Genesis’ wrists and ankles to the bedposts, forcing her body into an X shape, face up.

Genesis was fearful, yet her vulnerability also sparked a strange emotion inside her. She decided to take part on Jason’s game. “Do you like to fuck bound girls?” Genesis asked and continued, before Bell had time to react. “I also like to be tied up while a stud like fucks my brains out.” Bell stood next to her, unsure whether it was wise to tangle with Jason this way.

Jason’s eyes glinted menacingly as he handed Bell a pair of sharp scissors. “Cut off her clothes,” he demanded, his tall and muscular frame towering over the two young women. The barrel of his gun was aimed squarely at Bell’s head, leaving her no choice but to obey.

Reluctantly, Bell approached her friend, who lay immobilized on the bed. If Jason was gonna rape her friend he was surely taking his time, Bell wondered.

As Bell bent over Genesis, cutting away at her shirt, bra, and panties with the scissors, Jason couldn’t help but feel aroused by the sight of Bell’s ass encased in her tight jean shorts. His erection grew harder, a twisted pleasure mixing with the power he exerted over the young women.

With each snip of the scissors, Genesis’ body was gradually exposed, her smooth olive skin now fully revealed. Her perky breasts stood proudly, their pink nipples hardening from the exposure to the cool air. A blush crept up her cheeks, the humiliation of her nudity only adding to her increasing fear.

# Part 3

“Take off your clothes,” Jason ordered Bell, his voice firm and commanding. Bell looked for a couple of seconds at the gun that Jason held close to her face and ultimately complied. She took her tiny top, revealing her perky breasts encased in a delicate lace bra. Her slender fingers moved to her short pants next, sliding the zipper down until it pooled at her feet. As she stepped out of it, Jason couldn’t help but admire her thin, long legs. Her tight ass begged for attention, and her cute feet looked soft and delicate.

“See, I’m a good girl.” Bell joked as the last article of her clothing hit the floor. Jason’s eyes roamed her naked form, taking in every inch of her flawless skin.

“Now, position yourself on top of Genesis, your face on her pussy” he instructed. Genesis, already bound and face up on the bed, shuddered with anticipation.

Bell thought which sort of game Jason wanted to play as she carefully climbed onto the bed and then onto Genesis, lowering herself until their faces were mere inches from each other’s pussies. They stared at each other’s private parts with a mix of curiosity and arousal.

The heat of their bodies radiated between them. Genesis and Bell were pressing their breasts against one another. They could smell each other’s intimate scents as they breathed on each other’s genitalia. The feelings both experienced were unfamiliar yet pleasingly delightful.

“Perfect,” Jason murmured, watching the way the two girls adjusted to their new positions. “Stay still,” Jason commanded, his voice cold and authoritative. He approached the bed where Bell and Genesis lay, their bodies entwined in an intimate inverted embrace. Bell’s green eyes widened with trepidation as she felt the duct tape coil around her wrists, pulling them tightly to Genesis’ shins.

Bell felt her arms and legs immobilized in place as they were stretched out. When Jason had finished his task, he stepped away to admire the two girls, stacked on top of each other in an X shape facing each other’s crotches.

Genesis was filled with curiosity and asked, “What are you planning to do to us?” Jason’s answer was succinct: “Nothing.” “Nothing? Really?” Bell queried. “You will remain like this tonight,” he said. “Think about the lives that have been affected by your actions.” A wave of panic flooded both young women at the wondered of being stuck in this uncomfortable position for hours on end.

“Wait, please!” Genesis pleaded “We’ve learned our lesson.” She continued. “Please, have fun with us. You can spank us. You can use us. We’ll be good…” Bell added.

“Goodnight, ladies.” With a final, sinister smile, Jason turned and left the room, leaving the two girls alone in their constricting binds.

Bell’s heart raced in her chest, panic settling in as the door clicked shut behind their captor. She tried to shift her weight, seeking relief from the mounting discomfort in her limbs, but it only caused her and Genesis to grind against each other.

Genesis lay with her neck relaxed on the bed, while Bell kept her head up. Over time, however, her strained muscles made it impossible to stay in that position and she ended up resting one side of her face on Genesis’ vulva, sending a pleasant sensation between her thighs.

Bell and Genesis writhed and squirmed in their bindings, trying to break free. All the movement only served to further excite them. For a few minutes, they strained against the binds that kept them in place, their bodies pressed tightly together. However, in spite of their efforts, the restraints refused to budge.

“It seems we’ll be spending the night like this.” Genesis said. “Yes, this is going to hurt tomorrow.” Her friend added.

The girls would drift in and out of sleep, at all times awoken when the other moved. Being so tightly pressed against one another made it hard to rest, their bodies shifted against each other in a way that was both uncomfortable but also strangely pleasant. Before long, Bell’s body was so aroused that her wetness began to slide down onto her friend’s neck, while simultaneously Bell felt her friend’s vaginal secretions dampening her cheek.

Hours ticked away, the room growing hotter. Rivulets of sweat streamed down Bell’s body, making her skin slick and glistening under the dim light. Genesis’ chest heaved with exertion, her breaths warm and damp against Bell’s quivering clit. Each exhale sent a shiver through her, heightening her arousal despite the discomfort.

“Can you… can you feel the heat?” Genesis panted, her voice strained from the awkward position. “It feels like… like we’re in an oven.”

Bell couldn’t form words, only managing a weak nod. The stifling heat of the room enveloped them, oppressive and suffocating. Sweat dripped from her onto Genesis’ mons, mingling with the dampness already there. She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the ache in her neck and the throbbing of her raw wrists against the binds.

The warmth of Genesis’ body pressed against her own felt both agonizing and enticing. Their sweat-soaked breasts trapped between their bodies, their nipples brushing with every movement, sending jolts of pleasure straight to their cores.

“God, I wish we could do something about this heat,” Bell groaned, her inner thighs slick with a mixture of perspiration and arousal.

“Me too,” Genesis agreed, her brown eyes filled with. “I’m incredibly thirsty…”

As the night wore on, exhaustion began to take its toll. Their muscles burned, their limbs grew numb. They strained against their restraints, desperate for even a modicum of comfort, but found none. They could barely sleep.

“Please,” Bell whimpered, “I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“Stay strong,” Genesis urged, gritting her teeth. “We’ve made it this far. We’ll find a way out of this, I promise.”

Despite the pain and helplessness, their arousal lingered, fueled by the inescapable proximity and intoxicating scents filling the air.

By the time morning light began to filter through the curtains, Bell and Genesis were coated in sweat, their bodies slick and sticky. Their limbs ached with fatigue. The unbearable dryness in the back of their throat made them desperate for a drink. They were in serious need of water, feeling dehydrated and drained.

# Part 4

Jason entered the room and his green eyes took in the scene before him.

“Please, untie us. We’ve learned our lesson.” Bell whimpered, her need unmistakable in her voice. “We have to pee… and we need water… please…”

Jason’s gaze traveled up her trembling form, taking in the curve of her waist and the swell of her ass.

“Looks like you’ve got a toilet right beneath you,” he said with a wicked grin, nodding to Genesis’ face. Bell’s green eyes filled with desperation as she pleaded with him. But Jason just crossed his muscular arms, leaning against the door frame, and waited.

Bell struggled to hold it, her body quivering with the effort. She bit her lip as she strained to maintain control. But eventually, she could bear it no longer. A hot stream of urine escaped her, splashing onto Genesis’ face.

Genesis gasped, instinctively closing her eyes as the warm liquid soaked her cheeks. It flowed into her nostrils and she found she was unable to breath. A few stray droplets trickled past her lips, and she couldn’t help but taste the bitterness of her friend’s pee. The sensation was foreign to her – humiliating. She gasped for air and she gagged as more of the liquid filled her mouth, her body wracked with involuntary shudders. Bell’s stream seemed never-ending, and the brunette could no longer draw in air.

“Are you enjoying this, my dear?” Jason asked, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. He observed their torment with rapt attention, enthralled by their suffering.

“Genesis, you know what you have to do,” Jason said, a sinister smile playing on his lips. He leaned back, arms crossed, green eyes alight with anticipation.

Genesis squirmed against her restraints, feeling the pressure building in her lower abdomen. Her body trembled, betraying the need that had grown almost unbearable. Bell’s face was still pressed firmly against her vulva. The blonde’s cheeks glistened, stained with the remnants of her own release.

“Please, don’t make me do this,” Genesis whispered, desperation seeping into her voice. But she knew it was futile. Jason would not relent until he had seen them suffer for his pleasure.

“Go on, Genesis,” Jason urged, his tone dripping with sadistic delight. “Your friend is waiting.”

Genesis’ felt an immense relief as the first warm drops splashed onto Bell’s face. Bell flinched as the hot liquid hit her skin, her body tensing beneath the onslaught. She squeezed her eyes shut, preparing for a flood she couldn’t escape. Her breath hitched as the stream grew stronger, now flowing freely from Genesis’ core.

“Open your mouth, Bell,” Jason commanded placing his gun on her head, his voice cold and authoritative. Bell hesitated before reluctantly obeying, allowing the bitter taste of Genesis’ urine to fill her mouth. It burned her tongue, the acrid scent overwhelming her senses.

“Swallow it,” Jason demanded, watching closely as Bell forced herself to comply. He reveled in their shared degradation, marveling at the power he held over them.

“I’ll be right back, please don’t move.” Jason said mockingly.

# Part 5

Jason’ walked away for several minutes. He returned with two enema bags filled with milk in his hands. “This should help quenching your thirst ladies.”

Bell gasped as the reality of her predicament dawned on her. She was gonna be subjected to a foreign invasion of her body and there was nothing she could do to stop it. As he inserted the cold nozzle into her rectum, she clenched her eyes shut. Her body trembled as the icy liquid filled her intestines, causing painful cramps. Genesis could only watch the hose disappearing into Bell’s ass, knowing that she was next in line for Jason’s twisted games.

Bell felt every cold drop of milk as it slithered deep within her, creeping in through her core like a relentless icy hand. A dull aching seeped from inside her belly, growing more intense with every passing second that the liquid remained inside her.

Once Bell’s enema was complete, Jason turned his attention to Genesis. She stared up at him with wide, fearful brown eyes, her chest heaving as the anxiety of what was about to happen coursed through her.

“Your turn,” Jason said with a twisted grin, his green eyes reflecting his sadistic pleasure. Gripping the enema bag tightly, he moved towards Genesis lower body.

Jason took Bell by the hair and lifted her head to put the nozzle inside Genesis tight anus. The sensation of the cold metal against her sensitive skin made her gasp. Bell watched the foreign object as it disappeared inside her friend. A rush of adrenaline surged through Genesis’ veins as she anticipated the cold milk entering her body. But it was nothing compared to the feeling of the icy milk being forced into her intestines.

“Ah!” she cried out, her muscles involuntarily tensing, trying to withstand the invasion. The cold liquid filled her insides, causing sharp cramps that radiated through her lower abdomen. She could feel every inch of her intestines expanding as they took in more and more milk.

Jason continued until the enema bag was empty, leaving her bloated and shivering from the cold.

Satisfied, he stood up and looked down at the two women, their bodies glistening with sweat and their faces etched with pain. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours,” he informed them, his tone devoid of warmth.

“Wait, please… Can we have some water?” Bell asked weakly, looking up at him with desperation in her eyes.

Jason smirked, shaking his head. “You already have plenty of liquid inside you,” he replied coldly, leaving the two women to process their ordeal.

Genesis and Bell were at the mercy of a sadistic man who seemed to take pleasure in their suffering. Their bodies ached with the strain of their muscles, their insides filled with milk.

Genesis’s throat felt parched, her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth as she struggled to swallow. She could feel her body crying out for hydration, but no relief was in sight.

“God I’m thirsty.” Genesis exclaimed. “I need water. Please Bell, just let the milk out. I don’t really care where it’s coming from. I need to drink.”

“Alright” said Bell, her shoulders tensing as she prepared herself.

Gingerly, Bell attempted to expel the milk from her bowels. She loosened her muscles and a powerful stream erupted from her rear end, drenching her friend’s face. Trying to refine her technique, she opened up her bottom just a bit less this time, allowing the liquid to gradually escape. This second time the, by now, warm, creamy liquid ran down her butt crack. As it moved further down, it dribbled between her plump labia, leaving a slick trail in its path.

Genesis was aching for a drop of liquid, her mouth open and ready to catch the precious hydration. The milk cascaded into her waiting mouth, the wet sensation soothing her parched throat. She swallowed greedily, her body craving the hydration. She tried not to think about where that milk had been.

Instinctively, Genesis lifted her neck and her lips made contact with Bell’s vulva. As Genesis drank, the rhythmic motion of her sucking inadvertently stimulated Bell’s sensitive clit. Her breath hitched, a small moan escaping her lips as her arousal built. The sensations were unexpected but impossible to ignore, the intimacy of their situation amplifying the intensity.

“Genesis,” Bell moaned, her voice trembling with desire. “I… I think I’m going to…”

Her muscles clenched, and she was overtaken by a powerful orgasm, her back arching and limbs quivering. Each relaxation after a contraction sent a spurt of milk from her ass, drenching Genesis’s face in the process. The unexpected pleasure only made her orgasm stronger, her body shaking as it rode the waves of ecstasy.

Genesis opened her mouth as wide as she could, desperate to consume any of the milk that had started shooting out of Bell’s backside. With each spasm of pleasure, her friend’s body trembled in orgasm, turning Genesis on even more.

Genesis was able to drink some milk, but Bell was still seriously dehydrated. She asked Genesis to let the milk come out of her. Bell lowered her face and placed her lips right onto Genesis’ anus.

Genesis attempted to expel the milk slowly, but it proved to be too difficult. The liquid rushed from her rectum and engulfed Bell’s face, causing her to choke. No longer was Bell’s mouth affixed to Genesis’ rear, and the resulting deluge coated her friend’s face. Genesis was oblivious to what was happening to Bell; she simply basked in the sensation of relief as half of the liquid inside her intestines drained away.

Bell’s voice was desperate as she begged her friend to slow the flow. Genesis clenched her abdominal muscles in an effort to control the spigot and ensure a steady stream of milk into Bell’s willing mouth. Bell drank deeply, savoring every drop until finally, she had consumed all that had been stored inside her friend.

Genesis and Bell lied tied to each other, relieved that they managed to drink something, but disgusted and humiliated by what they were forced to do.

The door creaked as it opened, and both girls struggled to turn their heads in that direction. Jason and a woman entered the room. He announced with a proud tone, “This is my lovely wife. She’s looking forward to spending some quality time with you.”

NSFW: yes

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