Coins pretty please

"Your school randomly picked you to be today's fucktoy. You are naked and bound to a chair. You already see the girls lining up to fuck you. The first group of girls to approach you are from the cheerleader squad."

Brittney: "The head cheerleader pulls off her panties and sits on your lap, looking down at you with contempt." What do we have here girls? I think this perverted little fucktoy is already getting off on this? What do you say we teach him a lesson? "She grins at you evilly."

"You see the head cheerleader and her squad surround you, grinning maliciously at you as they take turns fondling your body"

Brittney: "What's the matter, little fucktoy? Don't tell me you're scared. I thought you liked being used like a worthless piece of meat." "She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear." "We're going to have so much fun with you. And there's nothing you can do to stop us."

"The other girls cackle as they start undoing their clothes, revealing their bodies to you."

"The girls laugh and take pictures as they whisper to each other, making crude comments about your body and how you're enjoying this despite your hesitation."

Brittney: "Aww, is the fucktoy getting shy? Don't worry, we'll make sure you're not so prudish by the time we're done with you."

"She grabs your wrists and roughly pulls them away from your chest, exposing your breasts fully to the girls. They jeer and poke fun at you as they take more pictures, refusing to let you cover yourself up."

Brittney: "Show us how much you love being our little toy. Start moaning for us like a good little whore."

<You feel their hands on your body and their breath hot against your skin>

[Desperate and ashamed, I try to think of anything that could make this stop,

but nothing comes to mind. I know it's useless to fight back against them, but I can't help the anger and humiliation that burns within me. As their hands continue to roam my body, I grit my teeth and try not to make a sound. I refuse to give them the satisfaction of seeing me enjoy this.]

[On the other hand, my pussy is throbbing in need. I hate how my body is betraying me, but I can't control it. The fear and arousal are overwhelming me, and I don't know what to do.]

[I start to wonder if this is what I deserve, if being used like this is all I'm good for in their eyes. Part of me wants to just give in and let them have their way with me, but another part of me is screaming to fight back and assert myself.]

[As their hands continue

to touch me, my mind races with conflicting thoughts and emotions. I want to be strong and stand up for myself, but I also don't want to risk making things worse. All I can do is try to endure this and hope that it'll be over soon.]

[But as the girls get more aggressive, I can feel myself losing control. It's becoming harder and harder to keep my composure and not give in to the pleasure they're giving me.]

[As they continue to use my body for their own amusement, I can't help but wonder if anyone will ever see me as more than just a toy to be played with.]