The Other takes control

Emma was afraid to move, and froze in place.

"You're doing this all wrong," said the Other voice in her head. "Oh no!" Emma thought, as the Other easily took control of her body. Emma felt her body smile at the men around her, and start to grind her arse against the lap she was sitting on. The men around her chuckled, and soon their hands were on her, squeezing her breasts, and running up her thighs, under her skirt.

"Please," Emma begged the Other. "I don't want this."

"Your body says you do," the Other replied. As someone pulled down her knickers to her ankles, Emma realised her vagina was wetter than she could ever remember it being before. This must be something the Other was making happen, because Emma certainly wasn't enjoying this.

"Come on lads," the Other said in Emma's voice. "Get them out and let's get started."

"No!" Emma pleaded in her head. "Please don't!"

A woman's voice somewhere ahead said "What a slut!" and the Other laughed at Emma's dismay.

The man on Emma's right unzipped and pulled out a hard cock. Emma found her hand reaching over and taking hold of it, feeling its warmth as she rubbed it up and down. Strong hands on her hips lifted her up and spread her legs as the guy underneath her pulled out his own thick cock and she was lowered onto it.

Emma could sense the Other's enjoyment, but all Emma felt was discomfort and shame. The man on her right leered at her and started pulling her head downwards, until she was bent over and his cock slid into her mouth. Then both men started thrusting into her, as others around her removed or tore off her remaining clothes.