Boy Team

Penny complied.

She bent over, head toward the ground, hands on knees. Eyes closed.

She could feel the cold night air against her exposed anus. She was sure she was about to feel something much worse.

Nothing.

A short wait.

Still nothing.

Standing still reminded her that she really needed to be better dressed for these super early hours. At some point she realized she was shivering harder with cold than with fear.

"Look at that pathetic bitch. She's crying like we've already done three rounds on her. Fucking disgraceful little submissive slut."

Seb put his shoe on her ass and kicked her forward into the cold grass. Right afterwards, she felt something warm splashing against her back and her hair.

Her phone landed on the ground next to her head.

"Right, got the scans. Let's get out of this dorp-corner."

Penny wasn't sure what had happened, but she heard a police siren not too far away. She grabbed her phone and scrambled behind the bus stop, avoiding the cops more out of fear and instinct than out of her own opinions.

While she waiting for the car to pass, she nervously touched her back and then inspected her fingers. Yeah, that was cum. It felt like two of the men had splashed her.

Penny still didn't understand what was going on, and she didn't get much time to think. When she thought she was clear, she got up to run.

Carelessly.

She only made it around one corner before finding four boys staring at her in shock.

Oh my fucking shitting fuck, are those the guys from my philosophy class???