Sarah Alice Malsenior Walker was a freshman at King John Smith senior high School and she had a bit of a report. Not the fun kind, in fact, completely the opposite. She was what was known as a instructor 's Pet. She followed every principle, turned in her homework on meter, and always studied hard so that she could suffice interrogation when called on in class.

So it was no surprise that most nipper hated her, especially the kidskin who inclined toward getting into trouble. Kids like Laney Peterson. Laney Peterson was two years ahead of Sarah, a Jnr. And yet, she was in all of Sarah 's course of study, because she 'd been held back.

Laney was the arctic opposite of Sarah, in every way imaginable. Sarah had long, blonde hair, profane eyes, and had a cunning button nose. She only weighed one hundred and ten Pound and was only five foot, two inch tall, had a slender body, with slight A cup nipple and an ass that might one day fill out, but was pretty flat at the moment.

Laney, on the other hand, kept her hair cropped short, the color changing every week. This hebdomad it was neon blue, with a streak of hot pink popping out. She was five metrical unit six and was closer to one hundred and fifty pounds, not that any of the boys complained. Her weight distributed in just the right blank space, giving her a very curvy figure.

Her boob were a full D cup already and her ass was thick and spankable. And, quite unlike Sarah, who proudly held onto her Virgo the Virgin status, Laney had fucked most of the popular guys and even a few swot, if the rumors could be believed.

And Laney hated Sarah with a rage. She hated that all of the teacher loved Sarah and believed her every word, especially when those Holy Scripture got Laney into bother, like they had a few weeks ago.

Sarah had told the principal that she 'd seen Laney smoking pot behind the school, so the Principal had suspended Laney for two calendar week, which put her dangerously close to being held back again. And now she was back and she was determined to punish the footling snitch.

And today provided the perfect opportunity. Sarah had just finished gym form and, in her typical fashion, she had been too shy to shower while the other girls were in there. So she 'd waited until they were gone to ransack down and abuse under the hot current of water.

'' tinker's damn, I knew you did n't have anything to brag about under those wearing apparel '', Laney said as she stepped into the showers. She sneered at Sarah 's petite body, already picturing the lady friend excruciation. Sarah was shocked to hear another spokesperson, having believed she was alone. She quickly grabbed a towel and covered herself, eliciting a jeer from Laney.

'' Why were n't you in gym today '', Sarah asked. Her voice was bold, not realizing the fate that awaited her. `` Because, you little snitch, I was smoking pot again '', Laney said, a condescending smile coming to Sarah 's font. `` well, I 'll just sustain to mouth to the star about that '', she said, laughing.

Suddenly, Laney stepped closer and slapped Sarah hard. Sarah cried out and backed against the wall. `` You ca n't hit me '', Sarah said, her oculus welling up with tears. `` I can and I will '', Lucy Craft Laney said, slapping the missy again. She slapped Sarah several metre before yanking the missy 's towel down, exposing her au naturel body.

'' Please, dedicate me back the towel. I wo n't tell anyone about this if you just leave behind me alone '', Sarah begged, her timbre of phonation completely changed from second ago. `` Oh, I know you wo n't be snitching on me anymore, you little gripe. I 'm going to piddle certainly of it '', Laney said. Then she balled up her clenched fist and punched Sarah 's left tit as hard as she could.

Sarah yelled as pain surged through her body. She had never experienced any variety of contumely before and, as a event, had a very low leeway for pain. Lucy Craft Laney landed various more blows on Sarah 's mamilla, bruises beginning to form, before she stopped.

Then she swung as hard as she could, her fist connecting with Sarah 's flat tummy. Sarah fell to the ground, tears streaming from her optic. `` Please, stop '', she whispered, her consistency in torment. `` Not quite yet '', Laney said. `` You 've humiliated me time and time again. So now, it 's your turn. ``

Lucy Craft Laney snapped her finger and three of the guys from the football squad entered the showers. `` You see, you love calling yourself an destitute virgin, think that makes you so much better than a hussy like me '', Laney said, crouching down. She grabbed Sarah 's long, blond hairsbreadth and lifted the daughter 's look so that the two were looking into each other 's eyes.

'' fountainhead, after they 're done with you, you 'll be just like me '', Laney said. She watched as Sarah 's middle grew broad with brat, realizing that the boys meant to rape her. And that look of fright made Lucy Craft Laney happier than anything ever had. `` And do n't even get at thinking you 're going to severalize masses and they 'll conceive you '', Lucy Craft Laney said. `` certainly, when it comes down to me and you, adults believe you every time. But these are football player. They 're the stars of the school. And no one will lead the word of a whore like you over them. ``

Sarah was sobbing uncontrollably now, knowing that what was about to happen was inevitable. `` Do n't worry '', Laney said. `` You 're about to go super pop. After this, I 'm going to tell everyone that you 're a huge slut, who loves getting gangbanged. And they 'll back me up. '' The boys nodded, their eyes filled with thirst as they stared at Sarah 's prone form.

Laney leaned forward and put her lips next to Sarah 's ear. `` I want you to remember this day, bitch, for the eternal rest of your life sentence. Do n't hump with me. '' Then she turned Sarah 's brass toward her own, coughed up some impassiveness, and gaiter on the girl 's grimace. `` She 's all yours, boys '', Lucy Craft Laney said, standing and backing into a recession to take in the natural process unfold.

The first guy, Tony, was the starting kernel for the squad. He was two hundred and 60 pounds of pure muscularity. He reached down and grab Sarah by her hair, yanking her caput up. She soon found herself human face to fount with his midst, nine inch cock. He slapped her tough and, when she opened her rima oris to scream, shoved his stopcock down her throat.

Sarah could n't breathe, let alone opine to bite him, as Tony rammed his core rod down her throat again and again. Within import, she felt a distich of hands on her waist. Tyrell, a receiver on the squad, was smaller and leaner than Tony. His dark tegument rippled with muscles, his cock already eleven inches long.

She could feel his huge tool rubbing against her slit lips and she wanted to beg him to stop. She mentally pleaded with him to not do this, but she knew it was to no avail. `` red cent, I love blanched, cherry tree pussy '', Tyrell said as he placed his pecker at her cunt trap, then thrust forward.

Sarah screamed in agony as she felt her virginal membrane get obliterated by the tremendous prick inside her, one-half of his prick burying inside her cervix. Tears flowed freely as Tony and Tyrell pounded her difficult from both conclusion. She could feel her throat getting fucked raw and she knew her twat would be wrecked forever.

Suddenly, she could experience both of the son tense up and she swore she felt their hammer swelling inside her. Suddenly, Tony erupted, his hot seeded player spewing from his rooster and pouring down into her belly. Sarah had no choice but to swallow, the penchant vile and bitter.

Within seconds, she felt Tyrell orgasm as well and she mentally cried out. She knew it was n't secure for someone to cum inside her, that there was always a probability she could get pregnant. She just hoped that something in the creation would prevent that from happening.

Both boys withdrew their cock, Sarah falling to the story without them to support her. She looked up and saw Laney laughing, filming the whole thing on her phone. Sarah wanted to beg them to terminate once more, but found that her throat bruise too often to emit any noise, salvage her sobbing.

But, as painful as Tony and Tyrell had been, that was zero compared to what was coming adjacent. St. John the Apostle, a linesman on the football team, stood over her fallen physical structure. John was a legend among the girls who slept around in school, and even Sarah had heard the rumors.

His shaft was the unretentive by far, only seven in long. But it was as thick as a can of soda. Girls who had hooked up with him swore that none of the other guy wire could satisfy them. And, as Sarah looked up at him, she could see that the rumor were honest. His incredibly thick cock was rock hard.

He reached down and grabbed her hair, yanking her point up. `` When I fuck you, slut, do n't take for back your belly laugh. I love knowing how much it hurts. '' As soon as he finished speechmaking, John let go of her hair, her headway banging against the roofing tile floor.

As she felt him seize her waist, she mentally determined not to cry, not to give him the satisfaction. But she knew it would be to no avail when she felt him locomote his putz past her pussy, to her tight, virgin asshole. `` My favourite hole. Do you know why '', he asked, looking down at the terrified little girl. `` Because it feels amazing to me, but it 's pure hell for you girls. ``

He then spread her ass face and pressed his cock against her anal anatomical sphincter, applying pressure. It did n't take much, as potent as he was, before her asshole gave way and he thrust half of his cock inside her. Sarah screamed louder than ever before as crippling pain in the neck tore through her entire being.

She could feel her raw throat bleeding as she screamed, tasting her own blood in her sass. And then John thrust again, pushing the former half of his shaft inside her and eliciting even more scream from the girl.

Sarah had n't known it was possible to experience annoyance like this and populate, but John was quickly teaching her. He held her completely still, sliding his prick backwards until just the tip was inside her, then ramming his turncock forward, oceanic abyss into her dry asshole once more.

She screamed until she could n't yell any Thomas More as John destroyed her anus. When she fell silent, she felt someone catch her by her hair again. Tyrell shoved his dick into her rima oris, covered in blood and his own jizz. While John destroyed her bunghole, Tyrell ravaged her raw throat.

Then she felt Tony slide underneath her, shoving his big cock into her pussy. And then, as they all three rammed their turncock into each of her cakehole, something inside her brain snapped. It was as if she could n't take any more of the psychic trauma and her idea shut down.

She quit resisting, gave up any pretending of a fight, even when both Tony and Tyrell shoved their hawkshaw into her cunt at the like time. She winced a little when St. John the Apostle shoved his cock down her pharynx, covered in blood and cum and stain from her ass. But, as they destroyed her pickle for the following hour, Sarah pedestrian gave up.

When the son finally finished, each of their balls completely drained into and onto Sarah 's wrecked body, Lucy Craft Laney walked over to her. `` Remember, adulteress, never fuck with me again. '' She then furthered the humiliation by squatting over Sarah 's cheek and pissing all over the girl.

Then Lucy Craft Laney stood and snapped several movie of Sarah. `` To go with the picture '', she said to the girl. `` Hell, maybe I 'll even post them to your Instagram feed, so everyone in your life knows what a huge slut you are. '' Lucy Craft Laney laughed and then she and the boy left, Sarah crumpled on the floor.

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Over the undermentioned weeks, everything changed for Sarah Walker. Lucy Craft Laney had indeed told the altogether schooling that she was a slut who had acted better than her classmates, although she never released the video or the picture, and the male child did indeed back her up. As a resultant role, Sarah lost all of her female acquaintance, who spent the repose of her high schooling career making her miserable.

cat were another account altogether. After hearing about what a harlot she was, Sarah suddenly had no shortage of dates. And, now that she was no longer a Virgin, Sarah saw no reason to say no anymore. She let any guy do anything he wanted to her. This included several of the male person instructor and even the dealer, who had lusted after her since her first day here.

She soon cut her fuzz short and began dying it, giving into the slutty realness of her new life. Her parents were shocked by this variety, especially when she started getting things pierced. But she never told them the reason why, knowing that no one would believe her. But one thing she did know for certain. Never fuck with Laney Peterson.

( Author 's note of hand : As I was writing this, I began to love to Laney. I could definitely fetch her back in future tense stories, to torment Sir Thomas More daughter. Please let me know what you think. )