Of course.

"C'mon, guys, let her up," the blond says. With various scowls and shaken heads, the other three boys step back, and Nat gets unsteadily to her feet, her head swimming slightly in a haze of lust and sensual overwhelm. The blond boy puts an arm around her shoulders. "You come with me, hon. I'll make sure you get to the bus."

Nat curls into the protective curve of his arm, nodding gratefully. As he starts to pull her through the crowd, he adds, "Go ahead and jerk me off as we go. Nice and slow - least you can do is keep me hard so I can get off more easily once you're on the bus." Nat swallows and slowly, obediently wraps her hand around his cock as he starts to steer her through the crowd. It's warm and hard in her hand, and she {if Sluttery > 59}has to consciously fight the urge to get back on her knees and take it in her mouth{else}strokes it{if Sluttery > 39} eagerly{else} nervously{endif}{endif} as they thread through the crowd. His hand drops from her shoulder to her breast, and he roughly runs his fingers over her as they walk, fingers teasing her nipple through the layers of her clothing.

"Y'know, you're lucky those guys listen to me," he says casually. "Men are...well, we're animals. A lot of us go a little crazy when the blood gets in our cocks. Can't help it, of course. That's why you girls have got to be so careful - bands don't matter nearly as much when it's a fuck-frenzy." He nods at a small knot of people on the ground as they pass - Nat can make out, in the middle of the group, two girls on their knees, making out as they get fucked from behind. One's a blackbanded white girl, puffy pink nipples swaying as she moans into the other's mouth; the other's a skinny, greenbanded Asian chick, skin shiny with sweat. The greenband's hands are tied behind her back, giving the boy fucking her an easier handle to hold for leverage. Natalie shudders and cowers closer to the blond boy's body, hand tightening around his cock. That could have been me...{if Sluttery > 59}God, I almost wish it were...{endif}

The boy chuckles. "Don't worry, we're almost there. Here we go..." They've arrived at the buses. Several girls - mostly reds, though there are one or two (apparently) slutty greens in the group - are pushed up against Nat's bus, moaning and shrieking as they get pounded. The blond boy leads her to the steps. "This your bus?" She nods, and he smiles. "There you go, then."

"Th-Thank you," Nat whispers.

"You'd better appreciate it," the boy says with a little wink. As Nat starts to head up the stairs onto the bus, he suddenly seizes her wrist, pulling her close and keeping her hand on his cock for a whispered epilogue, his eyes dancing with a mischievous light: "You only get one strike like this, slut. You pull some teasing shit on me and my friends like this again, and I'll personally toss you in the back of my truck, take you to my basement, and my brothers and I will take turns on all of your holes until you're so deep in FES you don't remember your name. Got it?"

"Y-Yes sir," Nat whispers.

"Good girl. Go on, now, get." He gives her a slap on the ass as he lets her go, and turns to the boy next to him, who's fucking a plump, greenbanded girl up against the wall of the bus. "Hey, can I fuck that slut when you're done?"

"Sure," the other boy grunts. "I'm - ha - almost there...and I'm sure she - ugh! - doesn't mind, do you, doll?"

"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmm..." the greenband, mouth stuffed with her own panties, moans something that could well be assent.

"Finally got your head out of your cunt?" Anna snaps as Natalie makes it onto the bus and scoots into a seat next to Claire. Nat winces. "I saw you out there, sucking those cocks. What a slut! I don't know what you were thinking."

"I was just...curious, I guess. Trying to be helpful." Nat mutters.

"Oh, I'm sure they thought your slutty little mouth was plenty helpful," Anna sneers. "You're just lucky they decided to let you go, even though you were stupid enough to get them all hot and bothered before thinking better of it. By rights, you ought to have a cock in every hole at this point."

"God, I could go for that," Beth moans. Her legs are spread wide, her hand in her own shorts working furiously.

"You go on and focus on getting yourself off," Anna mutters. "Can't have you blackbanding on me."

"I feel so bad for Denise," Claire whispers next to Nat.

"Don't waste your time on that," Anna snaps. "This is what she wanted. Must be having the time of her life - look, the slut's airtight now."

"I just think it's terrible," Claire mutters sadly. Nat {if Intellect > 50}agrees{if Sluttery > 60}, but...{else}.{endif}{else}isn't so sure.{endif}{if Sluttery > 60} There is a part of her, watching the orgy she just passed through, that finds it hot, that's growing slick with want.{endif} She watches {if Sluttery > 60}eagerly{else}with a shudder{endif} as a boy pulls himself from Denise's ass and spill his cum onto her pale back and long, dark hair. As the boy steps away yet another quickly fills the space, pushing his cock into the girl's unresisting asshole.

The gangbang continues for a few minutes until the bus driver, looking at his watch impatiently, sighs and gets up from his seat. "All right, time to go!" he hollers. "I need that slut on my bus - those of you who're on other buses will have to find girls there! The one's for me, come on!"

There's a great deal of grumbling and disappointment as the crowd breaks up, but finally some of the guys heading to other buses manage to organize their own gangbangs with willing greenbands or reds with permissive boyfriends, and the whole crowd gets underway. As the boys carrying Denise crowd onto their bus and make their way toward the back, still laughing and bantering, Nat {if Sluttery < 70}recoils against the window{else}leans toward them, lips parted, feeling wetness and aching, empty need grow between her legs{endif}. Denise is {if Sluttery < 70}terrifying{else}a vision{endif}, carried slung between two boys with still-hard pricks: she's coated in cum and gasping, body shaking with either pleasure or the overwhelm of her gangbang. At the back of the bus, the boys gather round as one of the ones carrying her sits down on the wide back seat and unceremoniously pulls her down onto his cock, impaling her with one smooth motion. Denise moans as he starts to lapfuck her, but not for long - the other boy stuffs her mouth.

"Sic semper meretricibus," Anna mutters. {if Intellect > 80}The translation of the well-known phrase springs unbidden into Nat's mind: thus always with whores.{endif}

It's a long bus ride. The gangbang continues unabated in the back of the bus and the girls are mostly silent, either awkward, pensive, or using most of their focus to avoid touching themselves. Nat falls into the {if Sluttery > 60}latter{elseif Intellect > 70}middle{else}former{endif} camp. Claire sniffles and gazes forlornly out the window while Anna does her homework. Beth breathlessly edges herself. In the back, they can hear the boys' conversation continuing under Denise's muffled moans.

"Did you get her SID registration shifted yet?"

"Yeah, they accepted the picture of the band. Way faster to rate her now."

"What'd you give her?"

"Well, I only fucked her mouth...I gave her an 8 there, she can take it pretty deep. I gave her a 6 for obedience and pliability since she mostly just lies there, and a 6 for appearance. Most of these other categories don't seem to apply, at least for me...vaginal, anal, and then there's a bunch of categories for things like pain tolerance, dancing ability, singing ability..."

"Wild, I forgot how much stuff they'd let you rate. Feel like you're a little harsh, man - I'd give her at least a 7 for looks, and probably an 8 for obedience. She's taking my dick all the way up her ass without flinching! Good ass, too, I'll probably give that an 8. Still pretty tight despite all the dick."

"Eh, whatever, dude. I think it's good for the new sluts to earn their ratings."

"Hahaha, fair. Well, this bitch is certainly earning - ungh! - my cum - in her - ugh! - ass. Theeeeeere...yeah, take it, you little whore. Did you wanna try her ass, dude?"

"Sure thing...I'm hard again. Lemme scooch in there."

After what seems like hours, with girls slowly filing off the bus, the driver finally stops at one corner not too far from Nat's and calls back, "Hey knuckleheads! Gotta drop the slut off here, I'm afraid. Until her family officially signs her over as ward to the state she gets left at the bus stop, them's the rules."

There's a chorus of groans from the boys at the back of the bus, but two of them obediently drag the cum-covered Denise down the aisle and dump her unceremoniously on the curb at the bus stop. As the bus pulls away, Nat watches the girl she just met this morning. Denise is shaking and panting from her ordeal, one hand snaking between her legs, and seems completely unaware of her surroundings. As she gets smaller in the distance, a couple - maybe in their early 30s - come around the corner and do a double-take on seeing the girl there. The man says something to the woman with a laugh, and she sniffs and looks away as he unzips his pants and prods Denise with his toe. The dazed girl slowly, laboriously gets on all fours, then on her knees, and opens her mouth. Nat shivers{if Sluttery > 69} with delight{endif}.

The bus turns a corner and they go out of sight. Five minutes later, Nat bids Anna, Claire, and Beth farewell as they arrive at her stop.