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Chapter 7

How do you answer?

Sympathetically

“Don’t be mean.” You say to your cruel companions. Your clear eyes understanding of the depths of this current depravity and manipulation motivate you to be kind to Emma, who both closes her eyes calmly and shudders as you caress her warm cheek.

You, Carrie and Lexi have manipulated her into this. The least you can do is be kind to her, though only in a way that perpetuates the perversity of the situation.

“Poor thing has probably never eaten pussy before, right?”

Emma opens her eyes back up and silently nods.

“So how can you expect her to be an expert?“ your hand slides up from her cheek to her sharpie marked forehead. “But all sluts are experts in at least something. All of them are special for one reason or another.”

Emma’s big eyes stare at you. She’s very pretty, but you feel something in your perspective shifting. Maybe 30 minutes ago you were honored that you were in the presence of this sweet celebrity goddess. And now you wonder, why shouldn’t you be?

You, Carrie, and Lexi made this happen. You earned this. Emma should be honored to be here performing for you.

“Do you like cock?” You ask her outright.

She nods.

“Tell me”

“I like cock” She whispers

“Show me.” You demand softy.

Emma, naked, sweating, trembling, lowers herself before you and begins to methodically undo your belt, button, zipper, pants to your ankles.

And your thick member practically pops out of your boxers.

She stares at it stunned for a moment, her mouth dropping in shock, conveniently ready to go.

She wraps her petite hand around the base and slips her soft lips around the head and sucks. Her tongue wiggles at the tip. She makes a light slurping noise.

The visual of your meat in Emma’s mouth is perhaps more pleasant than the actual experience. And Lexi and Carrie can tell.

“Well, is cock sucking her area of expertise?” Carrie asks with a smirk.

Emma’s tongue slides out of her mouth and stretches out across the bottom of your shaft. A move in the right direction. You decide to give her a few more moments to prove her mettle.

She shifts her head so your cock sinks into her cheek, making it bulge. Someone somewhere must have told her this is what guys want. Again, the sight is better than the sensation.

You sigh. “No.... it’s not.”

Lexi squats down next to the starlet and leans in close to her face. “You are the worst kind of slut. You’re the type that convinced themselves at some point that they were a goody two shoes little bitch. Now every time your inexperienced cunt tingles at the thought of sex you think you’re being naughty. But you’re not. You’re just being normal. Get it? You’re basic. No wonder you think the shame is the best part of sex. The shame is all you’ve got because what you’re doing sure as shit barely qualifies as sex.”

Emma pulls her lips from your member and glares at Lexi, tears slipping from her eyes. Something hit a nerve.

“Being a slut isn’t about how you feel... it’s about what you earn.” Lexi says. “Now are you going to earn it?”

“I... I don’t know” Emma whispers.

“Jesus, learn to say ‘yes’” Lexi snips

“Yes” Emma says.

“Are you going to take this cock in your throat?”

“YES”

Lexi grabs Emma by the hair and thrusts her fave onto your member immediately sliding her lips down to the base. You can feel Emma’s entire being resist. You feel her tonsils constrict around your head. You feel the back of her throat bump against the top of your cock as Lexi thrusts Emma’s face against you.

Finally, a glorious sensation Emma’s throat, functioning as a tight cunt and Lexi, smiling, laughing, guiding it.

Eventually Lexi relents and immediate Emma pulls off, bracing herself on the ground with her hands like an animal, saliva pouring from the back of her throat, her face a mess of mascara and sweat.

“No just a little, you’re worthy of the shame you feel. Understand?” Lexi is just brutal.

“Yes” Emma responds.

“Ready for more?”

Emma takes a deep, labored breath. “Yes”

And as her lips slide all the way down your soaking wet shaft, you feel Carrie lean in to you.

“I have a thought.” She says. “The greatest thought of my life.”

You look over at her. What a beautiful sight. Your naked girlfriend, wet and happy as Emma skull fucks herself on your cock.

With a big smile Carrie goes on. “I know what her area of expertise is.”

What is it?

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