Story Time: School Day – Pt 1 (2)

If this is your first time reading a post of mine, read [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vczqa2/story_time_school_day_intro/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) one first.

This is the second half. Enjoy!

“Oh yeah, look at that pussy. Fuck, you could fit Everest in there right now, she’s so damn horny.”
-“No question; who wants to go first?”
—“Is that even a question, dude?”
As you hear the last, two things happen at once. You feel the slab in your throat begin to twitch as the boy picks up his pace, ramming your throat with merciless abandon as he reaches his climax. Even as his cum fills your throat, you feel a thick shaft prodding between your legs before quickly finding your opening and pushing inside. Immediately, a finger spears into your ass with no warning, warmup, or lube; even as this cock is pounding away in your pussy, hands on the belt in your skirt to hoist you up and onto this man, ravaging you from behind, this man has buried his thumb deep inside your ass, and everything is now so much more sensitive because of it, the dick inside you filling you that much more.

You feel more hands-two, six, ten-grab ahold of you as this new cock spears you, the boy it belongs to grabbing at your hair to take you from the first boy, bending you over in the middle of the room. The others crowd around; a skinny boy with sandy hair, a hard-faced boy with long, black hair and a scar across the back of the hand, a young woman with a perpetual sneer on her face, and another with an intricate braid in her golden hair. The first two come around to your front; your face and throat freshly abused, this cock behind you spearing into you and roughly fucking you back and forth as the boy holds you hair and pulls you back onto him, they each begin to torture you as you are fucked.

The sandy-haired boy stops, goes to the teacher’s desk, pulls out a ruler, and comes back over, while the other takes out his cock and similarly rams it down your throat. You don’t open your mouth to protest this time; you understand what’s happening. You know there’s not an escape from this. In a way, it’s perfect: the thrusting into you from behind and the front, the timing of one cock bouncing you off of itself and down onto the other. The pace established is a perfect, degrading, nonconsensual spitroast, and the pleasure you feel at getting fucked like the whore you are is rivaled only by the shame of getting raped by an entire class of people. And then, as tears form in your eyes as you feel this second and third cock each twitch inside you, almost there, you feel a sharp pinching pain on your nipples as the sandy-haired boy takes his ruler and *smacks* your breasts, over and over, keeping pace with the boy fucking you with his thumb in your ass.

As all of this is happening, the two girls come around to your left and right, hovering around your shoulders. The one with the braid seems very interested in what the boys are doing to you; even as your body is taken as a toy, cocks thrust into you from every angle, she kneels down and watches, entranced for a moment by the use being made of this toy in front of her. She reaches out between slaps and pinches your nipples, accentuating the pain caused by the plastic rapping hard against your flesh. She straightens up and begins to slap your ass, hard, as the cock from behind plows into you, rubbing your clit and tormenting your ass cheeks with abuse. The other maintains her position, murmuring:

“I’m glad today is here; we’ve all known you were a slut for the longest time. Even though we couldn’t confirm it, we knew; the outfits, the flirting, the way you twist every man in this building around your little finger. Then? Then, when those videos got sent out? Oh, *girl;* you should’ve known this was coming. You should’ve guessed the second you sent them you’d be the whore of the entire school system, because trust me, anyone who’s seen those wants you. And that includes me.”

With that, she stands and pushes the hand on your head off, twining her own fingers into your hair and holding you in place. She rocks you back and forth with the motions, the cock from behind thrusting you forward and the one in your throat slamming you back. She coaxes your body into every motion, pulling you slightly back and forth, an oddly gentle action in this sea of using and taking; yet, she is not kind, and uses your hair as leverage to pull and push you where she wants you to be, helping the boys to your front and back to use you as their toy. As they both continue to twitch, they eventually each (almost simultaneously) thrust deep into your holes and unload, filling you with hot creaminess and marking you as their own.

The cocks pull out of you, spilling this hot load onto the floor and down your chest. The braided girl leads you roughly by the hair over to a desk, bending you over it and snapping her fingers. “Boys?” In response, three new boys in the class hurry over and tie ropes to your wrists, ankles, neck, and waist, securing you to the desk and binding you in such a way that presents your ass, spankable and perfect for abuse, to the class, as well as points your face up towards whatever cock wishes to fill your throat. As soon as the ropes are tied, the three boys excitedly fling down their pants’ waistlines and slide themselves into you, cum coating your pussy and throat to ease the roughness of the cocks forcing their way inside of your body. Your ass hadn’t been lubed, but that doesn’t stop the third one; as soon as the other two are in, he spreads your ass cheeks and spears your asshole, ramming his cock all the way into you without warning. The three of them move in tandem, using your body like a cum rag, a Fuckdoll, a piece of meat to be beaten and fucked and abused until they get theirs.

The class continues in this manner; boys crowding around, impatiently waiting their chance to make you into their fucktoy, while the girls each either hit and spat on you or say in front of your head while you’re getting fucked, degrading you and reminding you that “you earned this, cum rag; you sent those videos, you tempted everyone here, and now this is all happening to you. Take solace in the knowledge that you deserve this, to have all of your holes filled and to be fucked senseless by everyone you know, to be made into the rapetoy of over a thousand people. You deserve and need to be owned, put to use, made into a toy for us all.”

Then, almost as suddenly as it began, the last drops of cum are forced in and the ropes go slack. You sit up, foolishly thinking the ordeal is over, and the first boy smiles cruelly at the hope on your face.

“You think this is already over? Pfft. C’mere-“ and grabs you by the hair, dragging you over to him for him to fasten a collar around your neck, attached to a chain leash. “This is only first period. We have an entire school day to go through. I hope you learn to enjoy being a rapetoy today, slut, because today that’s exactly what you are. So, let’s continue.”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vczy8q/story_time_school_day_pt_1_2