Hyland vs Levy
Part 2: Payback.
It’s been a week since the embarrassment Jane Levy suffered at the hands of Sarah Hyland. A week of dodging press questions about why she ran to her limo in a really short dress and thong. A week of seclusion in her Hollywood condo. A week for planning her revenge on Sarah.
FLASH! A camera phone goes off. Another great self-photo of Sarah to add to her Instagram collection. She has been feeding her followers and fans her photos for quite some time now. Shots of her before events, to shots of food, to shots of her downtime. Never a risqué photo in the bunch, for she carefully scans over each image. Her most “daring” photo was with her fellow young celeb Selena Gomez in bikini tops. Unbeknownst to Sarah, Jane became a follower and started to hatch her plan. Sarah was driving back to her condo from a day of shooting Modern Family and decided to take a quick pic of her. She was wearing a dark blue tank top with a low neck (showing off just the tip of her frills of her pink bra) and gray sweatpants. Being tired from her early morning call time, she didn’t notice an empty car parked on the other side of the street to her condo and pulled into her driveway.
Hearing the car door shut, Jane peaked out of Sarah’s condo window. She watched as Sarah stopped and posed for another self-photo by her car. BA-DOON! Jane’s iPhone lights up with a notification; Sarah just uploaded that photo to Instagram.
“Wow,” Jane thought, “a second photo in less than three minutes. Tonight is going to be fun.” With that Jane snuck back into her hiding place inside Sarah’s condo.
Sarah entered her condo and immediately felt a little off. That feeling of being watched, eyes on your every move. But she shook off the feeling as being tired. She turned on her hall light and headed for her room. Sarah’s condo was a good size, an open kitchen/living room a spare bedroom and bath and then the master bedroom with attached full bath. Once in her room, Sarah set her pocketbook down on her bed and headed for the bathroom. A sigh of relief washed over Jane, for she thought she was going to have to speed up her revenge if Sarah opened her walk-in closet and found Jane waiting. Jane peered out through the closet door and watched Sarah turn on the shower. Sarah walked back into her room then down the hall to the kitchen. This was Jane’s chance. She quietly left the closet and reached Sarah’s pocketbook and fumbled through it till she found her prize, Sarah’s iPhone. Jane quickly took and replaced it with her own phone, then scurried back to the closet just in time for Sarah to return to her room.
“The water should be perfect now.” thought Sarah, “Nothing like a nice shower to wash the day away.” She started to undress. Pulling off her blue tank, her nice B-cups bounced, held by her pink bra. Sarah looked at herself in the mirror, checking her reflection out. “And to think that ginger headed twat thought she was hotter than me.” That statement only further boiled Jane’s anger and drive for revenge. Jane raised Sarah’s phone and snapped a pic of Sarah in her pink bra. Next came the sweatpants and down they went. Sarah bent over to pick them, giving Jane a glorious shot of Sarah’s pink G-string covered ass. Another pic was taken. Sarah stood back up and gave Jane a perfect shot of her profile, which she snagged another photo of.
Now the time has come. BA-DOON! BA-DOON! BA-DOON! Three loud sounds came from Sarah’s pocketbook. Curious to see what her updates are, Sarah skipped over to her pocketbook in her bra and thong. She rustled through her bag and found an iPhone. Not paying attention that it was a different color than her phone she slid her thumb on the screen to unlock the updates. Jane watched through the closet door as Sarah’s face went from giddiness to sheer horror at what she was witnessing. Her Instagram profile, with three updates of her in her bra and thong. She let out a gasp as she panicked and looked around. BA-DOON! The sound almost made her drop the phone. She looked down and saw it was another update; there she was on the phone, a much closer photo of her front. A photo that captured Sarah’s face of fear, her pink bra covered tits and her tiny pink G-string all in one. She looked up to the closet, the only place this photo could have been taken from. As she reached for the cracked door, it flung open and out charged Jane.
Jane tackled Sarah to the ground and pinned her down as she sat on her stomach. “Revenge bitch!” screamed Jane as she snapped Sarah’s bra straps against her skin. “The way you humiliated me will be nothing for what I have planned for you. Those Instagram photos were just payback for the paparazzi pics of me.”
“We should be even then. L..Let me go!” stammered Sarah, “Besides, I know you won’t do anything else for fear that I will release all the naked photos I have of you on my camera!”
“You didn’t think I would break into your house and not find your camera huh? That’s the first thing I did. Those photos have been erased. And before you say it, I erased them from your computer too. You have no leverage on me anymore.” snarled Jane. “We may be even right now, but lest you forget that payback comes at ya two times worse.”
Jane’s hands crept down to Sarah’s side and started to tickle her. Sarah bucked and tried to stop Jane’s attack but was unsuccessful; Jane remained on top of Sarah. The tickle torture came to a close but the attack wasn’t over. Jane got off Sarah and stood over her, watching her get up and start to crawl away on all fours while trying to catch her breath. Her ass swayed to the sides as Sarah was crawling towards the hall. Suddenly she stopped. She felt hands grip the waistband of her pink G-string. Sarah looked over her shoulder back to Jane. Mascara streaked down her face, Sarah’s big eyes with a sad innocent look. She shook her head slowly to either side, unable to form the word No. But staring down at her was Jane. The biggest grin on her face and nodding “yes”. With a massive pull, the pink G-string rocketed up Sarah’s perfect tan ass. A high pitched squeak accompanied by more tears left Sarah. Again a hard pull on Sarah’s underwear. The fabric sliding between her pussy lips, giving Jane a great view.
“That looks like it’s got to hurt”, giggled Jane, “I can see your pussy, slut.” Jane gave another hard tug and heard the best noise she could have hoped for. A soft moan. “Holy shit! Are you liking this?!” Jane gave another hard pull on the G-string, which was accompanied by a loud moan from Sarah. ”You are aren’t you?! My God, you’re such a slut. Well if you like it so much, I mine as well give you what you want.” sneered Jane, before she started to pull again. Sarah’s moans grew louder, mixed in with her screams.
“Stop! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh! Pl..Please stop!” moaned Sarah. She couldn’t believe her body is betraying her. Being turned on by her rival giving her a wedgie is so humiliating. But she was helpless, tired from work and her energy being drained from the moans, forced to endure her punishment.
Jane wanted to punish Sarah more. She brought the waistband back to Sarah’s body then slowly wedging it up again. Sarah’s ass lifts off the ground. Suddenly, Jane starts to give Sarah a bouncing wedgie. Each bounce putting more pressure on Sarah’s pussy as the G-string dips further into her lips. Each bounce a louder moan escapes Sarah’s pursed lips. Another bounce happens but is interrupted by a loud RRIIIIIIIPPPPPP!! Sarah’s ass crashes into floor. Jane looks at her hands. She’s holding a torn pink G-string. She goes to toss it to the side but notices how wet it is.
“Man, you must have really like that wedgie, cause this is soaked.” gleamed Jane. Sarah slowly went into the fetal position, moving both hands over her pussy, trying to block Jane from looking at her privates. “Oh come now, both hands?! Aren’t you going to need a hand to cover your tits?”
And with that, Jane reached down and unclasped Sarah’s pink bra and ripped it off of her, leaving a now completely naked Sarah Hyland balled up on the floor screaming and crying. Jane knelt down next to Sarah’s head and grabbed her under the chin, pulling her face up to make eye contact with her. Sarah’s long brown hair stuck to her face, her big puppy dog eyes looking up terrified. Before she has a chance to plead and protest, Jane stuffs Sarah’s own wet and torn G-string into her mouth.
“Mmm. Taste that? That’s the taste of slut.” snarled Jane, as she reached back and taped the G-string in Sarah’s mouth. “There no more screaming from you. You just sit back and be silent as you taste your own pussy.” Jane stood up and kicked Sarah in the back, getting her out of the fetal position. She pulled Sarah’s wrists from her body and taped them together. “It’s only fair that you got to see all of me, so I get to see all of you.” Grabbing Sarah’s hair she flipped her onto her back, so her tits and pussy are in full view. Sarah’s tan nude body lay completely exposed. Jane stares at her tits then goes down to her pussy. “Looky here! A landing strip!” Jane gleamed.
She was staring at the dark pubes of Sarah in a little strip at the top of her pussy. The hair matted down from the wetness. Jane knelt down for a better view. Sarah’s pussy lips were reddened from the fabric and were swollen. She reached and gave them a soothing rub. This caused Sarah’s body to betray her once more and let a muffled moan through the underwear in her mouth. But along with the moan, her body uncontrollably humped at Jane’s hand.
“Well, well. Looks like someone wants to be finished off. Now I’m not a lesbian like you clearly are, but I guess I can help you out before I go.”, said Jane.
Jane’s fingers slid inside of Sarah’s pussy and moved back and forth. Slowly at first, then the speed picked up. Sarah was already wet from the wedgie, she was already stimulated. Her muffled moans getting louder and louder as the fingering got faster and faster. Until finally the orgasm. Sarah’s cum flowed out making a huge wet spot on her carpet. Jane pulled her hand away, dripping of Sarah’s juices. Their eyes make contact and Jane puts her fingers to her mouth and sucks them off, before giving Sarah a smile and wink. She gets her phone back off of Sarah’s bed and puts it in her pocket. She takes Sarah’s phone out and snaps one last photo. Before walking out into the hall.
“Don’t worry about that last photo, hun, that’s going to be your new background.” Said Jane from the other room, “No one will see that one, promise ‘kay?” Sarah listened as Jane’s footsteps went to the front door before they stopped. BA-DOON! Sarah shuddered, for she knew that sound was an Instagram update. “Oops! Fingers were crossed! Hope all your followers enjoy that last one as much as I enjoyed did! Maybe next time you’ll be careful who you humiliate.”
Jane tossed Sarah’s phone back down the hall and turned and went out the front door slamming it behind her. Sarah lay still for a couple more minutes trying to regain her composure, before finally moving. She reached her bound wrists up to her mouth and removed the tape and torn panties. Finally being able to fully breathe. Then she used her teeth and removed the wrist tape. She crawled to her phone and saw the uploaded photo to her Instagram account. The photo of her completely naked making eye contact with the camera, legs spread in a puddle of her own cum. To say the least, she gained a million new followers that night. And she will probably never attempt to humiliate someone again. END
