A few weeks later...

As it turned out, getting rid of Sophia only took one simple command: “It is normal for the PRT and Protectorate to conduct sudden random checks on Heroes and Wards on probation, to ensure they are following the rules.” It had been slightly harder to figure out a way to protect the newly redeemed Emma from the backlash, but Nick had pulled it off. Emma’s actions were mostly blamed on Sophia’s influence and her new servitude to Taylor was deemed an acceptable penance. Meanwhile her dad only received a fine for sponsoring Sophia just because his daughter requested it.

Sophia hadn’t been seen since, and if rumors were to be believed was being sent to juvie. Meanwhile, word on PHO claimed that Shadow Stalker was undergoing “private counseling and rehab” to curb some of the violent tendencies from her independent days that normal Wards training hadn’t ironed out.

Winslow itself didn’t get off lightly though. Blackwell and several other faculty members got fired, and as one could expect with such a crappy school, the replacements weren’t that good, even by Winslow standards, except for one…who was a fairly-obvious E88 plant to keep an eye out for recruits.

Student-wise, most people now ignored Taylor, and by extension Emma. In the early days a few tried to pretend to be sorry, and plenty of guys tried to get in her good graces in the hopes that they could convince her to let them fuck Emma, but after it became obvious that Taylor wasn’t falling for it the attempts had died down, especially with Nick now hanging out with the two and warding the worst of them away.

In regards to the two girls, Taylor was much more relaxed and happy now that she didn’t have to watch over her shoulder all the time. And Emma had somehow convinced her to improve her wardrobe and use a little makeup, so the brunette looked better than ever. And the redhead was also more pleasant to be around, provided at least you don’t upset or besmirch Taylor. And with Emma as her loving friendly **** and Sophia gone, and with the faculty now willing and able to put a stop to their antics, the bullies lost interest and left them alone. With one exception.

Between the stigma of being one of the bullying ringleaders and the loss of her partners in crime, Madison’s standings in the social hierarchy had plummeted. And she blamed it all on Taylor and Emma. While she wasn’t able to do nearly as much as she used to, it was apparently quite annoying. Something Nick had found out one Monday when he found Taylor at what had become their usual lunch spot (the old music room.), naked from the waist down and holding Emma’s face against her lower lips. Said redhead was happily eating Taylor out, and her position crouched on all fours with her ass towards the door ruined her miniskirt’s ability to conceal much of anything and gave Nick a perfect view of her thong clad ass.

Nick’s eyebrows rose. While the two girls had a healthy sex life since that fateful day, Taylor preferred the privacy of her home for such activities, the most she’d ever done out of it had been masturbating while watching him fuck Emma. “What’s the occasion?”

Taylor moaned before answering, “Madison ‘tripped’ and spattered the soup all over my pants. There’s no proof she didn’t actually trip though so no punishment. Since I already took my pants off to dry once we got here Emma offered to help me vent my frustrations.”

Nick nodded, digesting the information as he ate his meal. Finishing quickly, Nick undid his pants as he walked up behind Emma. Flipping the miniskirt up out of the way and pulling the thong to the side, Nick grinned as he thrust into the now familiar cunt of the teenage model. “Hey Emma, you want it in your ass or pussy today?”

Emma briefly pulled away from Taylor, “Ass, please. My pussy is a bit sore from the sleepover last night.” Emma gave a pleased moan before diving back into Taylor’s pussy as she began to roll her hips to meet his thrusts. With his dick coated in pussy juice, Nick happily pulled out and shoved into her tight ass.

Over the last few weeks the young woman had become quite the little slut when it came to Taylor and Nick. She loved Taylor, and she loved when Taylor was happy. The fact that sex was a very enjoyable way to make Taylor happy was just a bonus. So she had learned every little trick and fetish she could to make sure Taylor was always satisfied. Meanwhile, Nick was the one that opened her eyes, and helped her and Taylor reconnect. Having sex with him regularly was a small price to pay in her mind. And since Taylor almost always either joined in or would throw her on the bed the moment they got home whenever it happened she was more than happy to be his cumdump on occasion.

“So, how was the clothing commercial?” Nick asked after he finished savoring Emma’s tight ass.

“It went well. Emma’s new role as my servant didn’t really affect much regarding her amateur modeling career other than the fact that I have the right to veto any outfit I don’t want her in, so I get a free pass to all of her jobs and shows.”

Emma actually lifted her head up to speak up, a mischievous gleam in her eye, “She actually loved seeing me dress in all those cute and sexy outfits so much she actually snuck into my dressing room halfway through, pinned me against the wall, and-”

“That’s enough of that!” Taylor exclaimed as she shoved Emma’s head back down. Nick laughed as he continued pounding away. The trio continued talking and fucking through lunch. Meanwhile, Nick's mind turned to Madison. It seemed that he had a pest to deal with.