Well-Planned Bus Ride - Sex Stories

Well-Planned Bus Ride

... the pit of her stomach that there would be no aid coming from this girl. Still, she clung to the little bit of hope that the girl would feel pity and save her from this torment. Hannah walked straight up to Amber, who's shorts were now down to her ankles, the girl doing her best to squirm enough to at least make her molesters have a difficult time. Hannah looked into the girls eyes for a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity to Amber, when suddenly, SMACK! Hannah's hand struck the ginger girl's face. She continued to stare at Amber who was shocked, her entire body had stopped moving altogether. Regaining cognitive function, Amber raised her hand to strike back at the bitch who hit her, when suddenly, she felt one of the stranger's hands catch her bicep. Her other wrist was quickly secured as well, as she found she was unable to move either of her arms and could not move her body much at all, as the stranger had a firm grip, not letting her wander any which way. "Listen to me, you fucking slut," Hannah said in a cold voice. "You are not getting off this bus any time soon. Every single person on here knows exactly who you are and what you did to Jack. You are a fucking disgrace, and you will learn a powerful lesson here today. Any resistance whatsoever will be met with immediate and extreme pain. Do you understand me, bitch?" She paused for a second, and when an answer was not given quickly enough, she again slapped Amber's face with a full strength blow. "Answer me ...

... cunt!" Amber started tearing up now. She nodded her head in defeat, only to be smacked a third time, harder than the first two. "I can't hear you, you fucking bitch!" "I understand!" Amber screamed, begging for the hitting to be over. "That's better," said Hannah, in a mockingly soothing voice. Amber was now getting groped, her panties being tugged down by stranger number one, while stranger number two, who Amber saw was Reg, yet another one of Jack's friends, reached around to fondle at her breasts through her shirt. Amber was disgusted. Reg was severely overweight, at least 300 pounds. He called out to stranger number one, "Damn Matt! This bitch has amazing tits!" Matt! Of course, Amber recognized him now! But... if ALL of these people were friends of Jack... Amber turned to see her ex-lover standing there, emotionless, watching her get molested. She knew. She understood exactly what was happening now. She started sobbing, a wave of defeat overtaking her entire body. She sank to her knees, at which Hannah reeled back for another blow. "Hold on, Hannah," interrupted Jack, which gave Amber new-filled hope. She looked up with pleading eyes, begging her ex to let her out of this hell she found herself in. Her hopes were soon dashed, as he continued. "I don't mind her being on her knees. That's the only thing she was always good at anyway." With that, Jack stepped in front of her, undoing his jeans, planting his member straight in front of her face. Amber looked at him, full of anger ...