The Academy 18 - Sex Stories

The Academy 18

Sasha Brinkman, soon to be Coleman, laid bloodied and weak on a concrete floor with her hands tied behind her back. She was in her underwear, a matching set of a yellow bra and panties. She looked up when she heard voices, Sasha still looked stunning, even in her dire state, she flipped her long brown hair out of her eyes. Her heart sank when she heard the voice of Camila, Sasha stiffened up and put on a brave face as Camila walked in the room. "Ahhh how is my favorite Amiga," Camila said with a smile as she approached her. Sasha eyed Camila as she squatted in front of the her, making sure they made eye contact. "Don't look at me," Camila hit her. Sasha stared at the ground as she recovered from the strike, "Why are you doing this?" She whispered. Camila frowned, "You know why," she said just as softly. "No I FUCKING don't," Sasha cried out, tears rolled down her face. "Liar.... This has been fun but...," Camila brought her gun out of her sweatshirt. Sasha whimpered as she cocked it. Camila brought the gun to Sasha's chin, who recoiled at the feeling of metal. Camila was ready to get her revenge, she felt her finger begin to move to the trigger. "Camila," Christian, one of her most trusted thugs, stood behind her. Camila whipped around, her eyes crazed and angered, "What!?" "Your friend is here, she says it's important," he looked at Sasha. "I'll be out in a second," she turned back to Sasha. "No. Like you can't do that... You... Should just see her now," Christian was ...

... uncomfortable interrupting her, especially when she had a gun, but he couldn't let her do this, not with the information they just got. Camila yelled in Spanish, "Fucking fine," are the only words Sasha could understand. Camila marched off. Camryn stood waiting nervously for her dangerous friend. Camila saw Camryn standing there when she was still a ways away, she yelled with her Mexican accent, "Camryn what the fuck are you doing here!?" Camryn gasped when she saw the gun in her hand, and the tone of Camila's voice was startling, she began speaking after a stutter, "It... It's Jasper... He's after you for some reason... He beat me and took the address to this place... I couldn't stop him I'm sorry." Camila's eyes got infuriated, "What? You stupid bitch." She kept walking, without missing a beat, right past Camryn and to her car. Camryn stood there, as confused as ever. She looked up at the two remaining men of the Rojas' empire, Jose and Christian. Christian had his kid with him, his son was skinny just like his father, and was about 10 years old. Camryn smiled at them, "Hey boys," she said as she bit her lip. "Hey little lady," Jose smirked. "I want the usual," she twirled her hair before taking off her shirt, "Two giant Mexican dicks... Do you have those in stock." "I think we do..." Jose began. "No... We don't," Christian cut him off as he tried to grab his son, who was running around with a screwdriver, "Jose we gotta watch this entrance, and I got my kid here." "Camila didn't ...