ANMELDENChapter 5"Fuckkk," I gasp, "please, Pleaseeee""Shut up, whore," someone slaps my face hard. "You'll take whatever we give you."The pain is bitter sweet as they force both dicks inside me. I feel like I'm being torn apart, my body stretched beyond its limits. They start moving, alternating thrusts, creating an unbearable friction."Look at that gaping cunt," someone laughs. "Ruined for anyone else.""Smile for the camera, pet," Derek sneers, yanking the leash. "Or these photos join the others online."I force my lips into what I hope resembles a smile, mascara streaming down my face. The flash blinds me repeatedly as they document everything.The double penetration in my pussy continues, another dick still fucking my mouth. Someone's fingers are in my ass, twisting and stretching. I'm completely overwhelmed, used from every angle, my body nothing but a toy for their pleasure.But through the pain and humiliation, something else builds. A twisted heat in my core, responding to the r
Chapter 4I lie trembling on the filthy couch, Derek's cum leaking from my abused ass, mixing with the blood and tears staining my thighs. My body screams with every breath, bruises already forming on my pale skin. The door creaks open and I flinch, expecting more fucking."Look at our little mess," Derek's voice cuts through the haze. He's back, and he's not alone. Jason and three others from last night crowd into the room, their eyes raking over my broken form.Derek steps forward, something glinting in his hand. A collar, It has Black leather with a silver ring."Time for your new accessory, pet," he sneers, grabbing my hair and yanking me up. I cry out as my scalp burns, my neck protesting the movement. He forces the collar around my throat, buckling it tight enough to make breathing difficult. The leather digs into my skin, a constant reminder of my submission.A leash snaps onto the ring, the metal clinking ominously. Derek tugs, and I stumble forward, falling to my hands and
Chapter 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 5 My thighs stick together, slick with his cum and my own arousal, my panties tangled around one ankle like a discarded thought. The taste of him lingers on my tongue, but I don’t have time to savor it. Not when Jennie’s deal is still dangling over my head like a noose, not when the condu
Chapter 5The moment his cock slips from my mouth, I stay on my knees, my lips still parted, my tongue flicking out to catch the last salty drop of him. My thighs are slick with my own arousal, my skin still stinging from the belt, my body humming with the aftershocks of the orgasm he forced from
Chapter 1I step into the detention room, the door clicking shut behind me. My sneakers scuff against the floor, the sound too loud in the quiet space.And then I see him.Mr. Ruger leans against the edge of his desk, arms crossed over his broad chest, his dark suit stretching just enough to hint a
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







