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“Good job getting her all hot and bothered, Jay,” Grant says, strolling toward us and clasping Jason on the shoulders. “We’ll have to make this quick, classes start soon. On your knees, dollface.”
I gape as my head spins. This… this was all a game? For what purpose? I start to look toward Jason, but I think better of it. The only thing looking at him gets me is trouble. Glaring at Grant, I lower myself to my knees.
“Take off your cardigan.”
I begrudgingly follow his next order without a word. Whatever they have planned, I want to get it over with as fast as possible.
“Unbutton your top.”
“What?” I look around him only to find Trip in the way. “There’s no way I can just unbutton—”
“Do it, doll, or I’ll rip the buttons off myself,” Grant snarls.
With a huff and trembling fingers, I unbutton my blouse.
“Trip, you’re up.” Grant steps aside for his friend to move forward.
Trip walks right up to me, still stroking his dick. He plants his feet in front of me and leans his hips forward. “Kiss it, dollface.”
I glare up at him. Trip flashes me a smile that lacks warmth or amusement. This isn’t for his enjoyment. This is him just going through the motions because otherwise, he’d be left out of all the fun his friends are having. I can see it on his face. Part of me wants to beg him to make this stop. If anyone will listen, it’s the guy who’s just going along for the ride, right? Or maybe he’s going through with this to prove that he’ll do whatever, whenever. But caving to my pleas might make him look weak in front of the others, and I have a feeling Trip doesn’t ever want to seem weak. Shit, what to do?
My hesitation costs me. Trip leans forward and smacks me across the face with his veiny dick. It doesn’t hurt. The gasp that slips past my lips is from the shock.
“Isaidkiss it.”
Gritting my teeth together, I lean forward and press my lips to the soft head of his hard dick.
“Good, doll,” he purrs as he pulls his dick back.
Only to cum all over my chest.
I’m so surprised by the hot salty mess of his release that splatters onto me, that I can only kneel there with my mouth open and eyes bulging. Trip’s groan is choked off as he breathlessly laughs down at me while he finishes.
“There you go,” he says to me.
“W-why?” I gasp up at him.
“Oh, you know, just wanted to mark my property again.” He laughs as Jason and Grant smile down at me and the mess he made.
“Alright, doll, button up and get back to work. We’ll see you around,” Grant says with a smirk before turning and walking away.
“Don’t wipe it off until you get home,” Trip orders. “We’ll be around, watching. If you don’t want a punishment, I’d listen.”
He tucks himself back into his pants and follows after Grant.
“You look good covered in cum, dollie,” Jason says, practically purring with approval. I know that if I look up, he’ll be smiling. So I don’t. I don’t have it in me to stare at someone who is taking enjoyment from my suffering. “Just so you know, I meant what I said. Every single word.”
With that, I watch as his feet turn and he follows after his friends. The minute he’s out of sight, I button up my shirt, hating every second of it. Trip’s cum causes the material to cling to my skin and to smear all over my chest. I nearly choke on a sob by the time I pull my cardigan back on. Getting to my feet is a challenge. My knees knock together and the books around me blur as tears gather in my eyes. Once standing, I force my feet to move forward. As much as I want to run to the bathroom, a part of me fears that they are lurking nearby, watching and waiting for me to go against their orders. So, instead of heading to the bathroom, I head back to my book cart and get back to work. By the time I get home, I’m nothing but a puddle of tears.
Eight
“You’re a doll for this, you know that? I needed to get out of the house. The kids were driving meinsane.”
Mentally, I wince at the word choice Brenda uses. I force myself to grin as I set my water bottle on the floor of the dance studio. Around us, other women are pulling off their outer layers and stretching. The red light is on, and the poles are gleaming. I roll my shoulders, both excited and nervous to try something new.
“I heard they’ve been difficult lately.” I give her a sympathetic smile. “Jonathan told me Annie is teething something fierce.”
“It’s terrible, Bri. I swear it’s worse than the last two combined. She’s so feverish, she’s not sleeping through the night anymore, and the doctors aren’t really a help.” Brenda shakes her head and leads us to two poles. “Don’t have kids, Bri.”
