A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2) - Sex Stories

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2)

... arrogant with little regard for other people, they run the school. "What do you guys want?" Emmy asks in a slightly irritated tone, feeling uncomfortable. Derek and Tyler smirk at each other. "You know what we want." Tyler says before slapping her on the ass and then placing his hand on her lower back. Derek steps closer to her, she notices that familiar lustful stare that guys get. "No... I told you that was never happening again." She says quietly, nervously. Derek and Tyler look at each other again, smirking. Tyler's smirk turns to an angry expression quickly as he grabs Emmy by the wrists and slams her against a locker. Her heart jumps and she whimpers helplessly. "Did ya?" He smiles sadistically as Derek looks on smiling as well. "You don't tell us shit, slut. You'll do what I tell you to do." He leers into her eyes as Derek looks in both directions to make sure no one is watching. Mr. Butler cowered behind a corner as soon as Emmy got slammed against a locker but he's still watching from afar. "Okay, okay..." Emmy whimpers helplessly, petrified as Tyler holds her against the locker. She thinks about the weekend before and how she might have let Tyler and Derek get away with too much because now they're possessive. "Let's hang out tonight, okay? You know my friend Kelly? We're all going there for drinks since her parents will be out for the night." Emmy pleads, smiling nervously and nodding slightly as she talks, looking up at him with desperate eyes. Tyler looks to ...

... Derek and they smirk at each other one more time. "Nah, I don't think so. We want to have some fun with you now." Tyler looks back to Emmy and smiles into her eyes. "Uhh, I can't. I mean, right now? We're at school, can't we do it tonight?" She asks. Tyler begins to slowly stroke the side of her head and face. Emmy can't help but tilt her head into his hand. The touch of a dominant alpha male is too much to resist for her. "No, we already have plans." He adds, "but, uhh, we got something in mind." "Then how about tomorrow night? I really just don't feel like it now." She replies casually, just wanting them to leave her alone. Derek pulls out his phone and shows her the screen. It's video they took last weekend of them railing Emmy in the bedroom of the party they were at. She was drunk and they pounced on her like hyenas. They dominated her roughly. They had a lot of fun with her. Their blonde preppy girlfriends aren't half as fun as she is. Emmy is beyond her years when it comes to pleasing men. "See that? You wouldn't want that to get out, would you?" Tyler chuckles arrogantly. Emmy watches the video, hearing her own screams as they pound her on camera. Her heart sinks. "Come with us and that won't happen." "Okay..." She agrees submissively. Derek and Tyler smile mischievously as both of their eyes widen thinking about what they have planned for her. "Come on, let's go." Derek says as he slaps her ass. She follows them further down the hall and then down the stairs to the ...