เข้าสู่ระบบChapter 3My phone buzzes on the nightstand, the sound cutting through the thick silence of my room. Every muscle in my body locks up. I stare at the screen, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. It’s a text from an unknown number, but I know. I already know. I swipe it open and the photo loads. It’s me. Last night. On the table, my legs spread wide, my face a mess of tears and smeared mascara, Derek’s dick buried inside me. The flash from the camera makes my skin look pale and sickly. Under the photo, the text is short and simple: "Smile for the camera, slut. Or this goes to the whole campus. 9 p.m. Tonight. Same place."A cold dread washes over me, so potent I think I might be sick. I curl into a ball, pulling the blanket up to my chin as if it’s a shield. The hours crawl by, each minute feels like a lifetime. I try to think of a way out, but there isn’t one. The photo is proof. My reputation, my future, everything hangs in the balance. When the clock hits 8:45, I’m already p
Chapter 2"Uhmmm Let go," I say, pulling back, but he doesn't budge. The other guys are standing up now, moving in, closing the circle around me. The room feels tiny, shrinking with every second they step closer."We’re going to teach you," Leo says, his voice low. "Since you’re so inexperienced.""Stop it," I say, my voice shaking. "This isn't funny.""Who’s laughing?" Jason asks. He reaches out and tugs the hem of my oversized t-shirt. "Let's see what we're working with."Panic flares in my chest, sharp and bright. I try to twist away, but there are hands everywhere…on my shoulders, my arms, my waist. They lift me up effortlessly. I’m weightless in their grip. They shove me backward, and my back hits the cold, hard surface of the study table. Books and papers go flying, crashing to the floor in a mess."Get off me!" I whisper as my pussy beats, but the sound is cut short as hands grab my ankles, yanking my legs apart. There are too many of them. They are strong, fueled by adrenali
Chapter 1It’s three in the morning, and the air in Derek’s dorm room is stale, and thick with the smell of stale coffee and boy sweat. Textbooks are scattered everywhere, open pages highlighted in neon yellows and pinks, filled with formulas and dates we need to memorize by sunrise.I shift my weight on the floor, my legs cramping from sitting cross-legged for too long. My back presses against the side of the bed frame. There are five of them crammed into this tiny space…Derek, Jason, Leo, Sam, and Mark and just me.They are loud, restless, their energy spiking and crashing with every caffeine shot. I stay quiet, clutching my highlighter like a lifeline, trying to make myself small. I’m the only one not failing Intro to Stats, which is why I’m here, but the dynamic is clear. I’m the tutor, the shy girl who sits in the front row, the one who doesn’t go to parties."Okay, explain the standard deviation again," Sam groans, rubbing a hand over his face. He looks wrecked, dark circles
Chapter 5 Riley’s PovMy eyes flutter open, the weight of Marcus's body still pressing me into the floorboards. The room is silent except for our ragged breathing, the storm outside having passed into an eerie calm. But the peace doesn't last. Marcus shifts above me, his cock already hardening again against my thigh."Did you think we were done?" His voice is a low growl against my ear. "I haven't finished with you yet."Before I can respond, he grips my arm, yanking me to my feet. My legs tremble, barely able to support my weight after the brutal fucking he just gave me. My ruined dress hangs in tatters around my body, cum drying on my inner thighs, bite marks stinging my neck and breasts."Outside," he commands, dragging me toward the patio door. "Now."The cool night air hits my skin as he slides the door open, the scent of rain and damp earth filling my lungs. The patio stones are wet beneath my bare feet, slick with the storm's aftermath. In the distance, I can see lights on
Chapter 4 Uncle’s PovI watch her trembling on the floor, a beautiful mess of sweat and cum, her dress ruined around her hips. My fingers are still coated with her juices, the scent thick in the humid air. The storm outside has reduced and isn’t as loud anymore.I crouch down, bringing my slick fingers to her face. Her eyes flutter open, hazy and unfocused. "Taste how fucking desperate you are," I growl, smearing her own cum across her lips. The glistening fluid coats her mouth, some of it dripping down her chin. Her tongue darts out instinctively, tasting what I've left there.Before she can react, I crash my mouth against hers. My tongue forces past her teeth, brutal and demanding, making her swallow every drop of her own arousal. I kiss her like I own her, because well…I do. My tongue invades her mouth, claiming every inch, mixing our saliva with her cum. She's breathless when I pull back, her lips swollen and bruised-looking.Then I drop to my knees in front of her. The hardwo
Chapter 4 Uncle’s PovI watch her trembling on the floor, a beautiful mess of sweat and cum, her dress ruined around her hips. My fingers are still coated with her juices, the scent thick in the humid air. The storm outside has reduced and isn’t as loud anymore.I crouch down, bringing my slick fingers to her face. Her eyes flutter open, hazy and unfocused. "Taste how fucking desperate you are," I growl, smearing her own cum across her lips. The glistening fluid coats her mouth, some of it dripping down her chin. Her tongue darts out instinctively, tasting what I've left there.Before she can react, I crash my mouth against hers. My tongue forces past her teeth, brutal and demanding, making her swallow every drop of her own arousal. I kiss her like I own her, because well…I do. My tongue invades her mouth, claiming every inch, mixing our saliva with her cum. She's breathless when I pull back, her lips swollen and bruised-looking.Then I drop to my knees in front of her. The hardwo
Chapter 3I exhale, my fingers twisting in my lap. “I don’t usually do this.”“Do what, Amanda?” His voice is a velvet purr, his foot brushing against mine under the table.This. The way my skin is too tight, the way my breath hitches every time he looks at me. The way I can feel the weight of his
Chapter 1 I lean against the counter, sipping my warm coffee, the bitter taste keeping me sane after another exhausting shift. My scrubs cling to my skin, the fabric damp with sweat from rushing between patients all morning. The weight of the day presses down on me, until he walks in.Mr. Zack.H
Chapter 4The restaurant table is still warm beneath my bare back, the scent of sex and expensive wine thick in the air as Chad pulls me upright with a rough grip on my wrist. His lips crash against mine, no gentleness, just possession…his free hand tangling in my hair, yanking just enough to make
Chapter 5The floodlights blaze above us, casting Chad’s sweat-slicked body as he crowds me against the cool metal of the goalpost. His breath is hot, his fingers digging into my waist hard enough to bruise. The distant cheers of the lingering fans fade into a hum, drowned out by my pulse in my ea







