Shut the bitch up already

Tiring of Emma’s commentary, Nick cut Emma off by pushing her down on her knees and pulling out his now semi-hard cock.

Emma stared at his dick in slight fear, “W-what are yo-” Smack! Slapping her face with his cock, Nick spoke, “You are going to suck my dick and think about your actions. If you do a good job, and apologize to Taylor for the shit you’ve done to her afterwards and actually mean it, I might not fuck the bitchiness out of you.”

Emma stared at him, “You-you can’t!”

“I can. And don’t bite me, after all, I’m sure there’s a sleazy bar somewhere nearby whose patrons would love a girl like you being tied up in the men’s room.”

Emma opened her mouth, almost as if to protest again, and Nick grabbed her by the hair and shoved himself inside. The vibrations from her muffled protests felt amazing as he began to piston in and out.
Unlike with Taylor, Nick had no restraint as his cockhead pressed against the back of Emma’s throat. It took quite a few thrusts, but eventually he got past Emma’s gag reflex and his dick entered her throat. The redheaded beauty made **** noises as he fucked her face, while drool and tears dripped down her face.

Meanwhile, Taylor just watched, face once more bright red as she watched the display. Part of her felt like she should do something, that letting this happen would only bite her in the ass later. But the rest of her was oddly happy that someone was finally helping and standing up for her. And a tiny part of her was actually turned on…

“All right bitch, open wide!” Nick said as he suddenly pulled his cock free. Emma just stared up at him slack jawed and slightly dazed as he removed one of his hands from her head to jerk himself one, twice, “Cumming!” Spurts of white semen shot out, plastering Emma’s face and hair. The redhead squealed in disgust but his other hand held her in place.

Nick savored the sight for a moment before shoving her back, “Now I believe you have an apology to make.”

The redhead scrambled back up and turned to face Taylor, an almost panicked expression on her face, “I’m sorry, Taylor! I should never have done any of the things I did or helped the others do! Please forgive me!”

Taylor looked down at her former friend, kneeling in front of her teary-eyed and cum covered, asking for her forgiveness. She remembered her past friendship with the Emma. She thought about why Emma said she did it. She remembered the torment the Trio had dealt to her over the last year and a half. She thought about her mother’s now ruined flute. And she even managed to think about the locker for a bit. Finally, she made her decision…