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Finally, their lust subsided as the drugs began to work their way out of their systems. When Ashley came to her senses, she was lying arm in arm with her smaller friend, exhausted and sticky. She lay there for a few moments, gathering her wits.
Gary took one last picture, turned off the video-camera and began to move the tripod aside. It was pretty much over now. Time to come out of the closet…
"S-Stacy…" Ashley stammered, suddenly embarrassed. "What happened? What have we…"
"Shh." Stacy interrupted, leaning up and giving her a kiss. "It’s alright."
Ashley resisted, pulling away. "It’s not alright," she insisted. "What if someone finds out? I can’t…"
"What, " came a new voice from behind her, "if someone already knows?"
Horrified, Ashley whirled around on the bed in time to see Gary emerging from the walk-in closet, camera in hand.
"No!!"
By the time Sharon shoved open the closet door with her foot, straightened out her cramped legs and managed to climb awkwardly to her feet, Gary was pretty much finished explaining the situation to their horrified victim. Ashley had pulled up Stacy’s duvet cover to cover her nudity and was listening, wide eyed, while Gary explained her options. As Stacy’s had been a few months earlier, they were pretty limited: either do as she was told, or they would release the video-tape and pictures to everyone who was interested. Sharon noted that Stacy had made no attempt to cover herself; she just sat, silent and topless, on the side of the bed, staring straight down at the floor.
"Well?"
Gary had finished his explanation, and was waiting for an answer. Sharon noticed that Neil was looking on anxiously; even he realized that Ashley could fuck things up for them badly if she refused to co-operate.
"What’s it go
Ashley sobbed quietly on the bed. She looked over to her so-called friend sitting beside her, but Stacy refused to look at her. Bitch! It was all her fault! She turned her gaze to Gary, Neil and Sharon as they stood by the side of the bed watching, waiting for her answer - like a pack of vultures.
What could she do? If she told them to fuck off, as she very much wanted to do, they could ruin her life at Greenwood and probably in Bakersville as well. The thought of those films and pictures being made public made her want to throw up! The sex was bad enough, but the drugs might even land her in jail. But the alternative… was it any better? Gary had told her that if she agreed to do what they wanted, the whole incident would be kept secret. All she had to do was obey their commands for the rest of the year; do whatever they wanted. But what else could she do? She looked up at them, swallowing nervously.
Her decision was made.
Gary tensed as she began to speak, but he needn’t have worried.
"Just for the rest of the school year?" she confirmed, her voice trembling. "After that, I get the pictures and you leave me alone?"
He smirked. They had her! "Sure," he told her. "As soon as school’s over, you get everything, and no one will ever know this happened."
Ashley’s face twitched with tension, but she forced the hated words out of her mouth. "OK," she mumbled. "You win. I-I’ll do what you say."
Gary’s smirk widened to a grin.
"Oh… not what we say exactly," he chuckled. "We’re giving our rights over you to someone else. A friend."
As he said this, Karen walked out of the big closet. Ashley’s eyes widened with shock!
"No," she almost screamed, cringing under the duvet. "I didn’t agree to that. Not with her!" She began to cry again.
Gary was unrelenting. "It’s her or we give out the pictures." Ashley began to sob loudly, but after a few moments she nodded her assent. She had no choice.
Karen licked her full lips and moved forward towards her new toy, her eyes bright with excitement. Gary looked around at the others.
"C’mon," he said quietly. "Let’s leave these two alone. I’m sure they have plenty to talk about." Sharon and Neil immediately began walking out of the room. After a moment, Stacy got up and followed them out, still clothed only in her short skirt.
As they shut the door behind them they heard Karen’s voice, low and menacing: "Well, Ashley. First, we’ll discuss that joke you played on me last month…" The door began to shut. "Then maybe we’ll try some of that stuff you and Stacy were doing a little while ago… just to get started."
The door shut on Ashley’s sobbing.
Outside, on the main upstairs landing, Gary and Sharon sighed with relief. It had gone better than they had expected. Neil had gone downstairs for a beer when Stacy spoke up.
"G-Gary?" He looked over at the half-naked teenager. She made no effort to cover herself, but wouldn’t look him in the face. Instead, she lowered her eyes submissively.
"Yes?" His hand found Sharon’s and held on.
"That drug you gave us… I want some of it."
"Huh?" Gary was puzzled.
"That drug that makes me h-horny," Stacy explained, trembling. "I want some of it. It will make it easier for me… you know." She started to cry a little bit. "It h-hurts so much… sometimes. If I… if I’m… excited…"
"Ahh." Gary finally understood. He looked over at Sharon, who smirked back at him. He shrugged his shoulders. "Alright," he told her, "there’s still some left in your dad’s scotch. Use that."
"Thanks." Stacy brought her arms up across her chest and started to shiver.
"But first," Gary continued, smirking "you have to earn it." Stacy looked up, her green eyes wide. "Come here." He and Sharon led her into her parents' bedroom and shut the door behind her. She began to tremble when they started to remove their clothes, but she didn’t cry out or protest in any way.
She needed that drug.
Neil ran up the stairs two at a time, beer in hand, only to find the landing empty.
"Hello?" He looked around, puzzled. "Where is everybody?" He wandered along the landing until he came to a door. He opened it a crack and looked in. A bedroom. Inside, he saw Stacy sucking energetically at Gary’s cock as Sharon straddled her head and necked with Gary. Sharon’s thighs tightened and loosened on Stacy’s head as the blonde teenager sucked for all she was worth.
Quietly, Neil closed the door. Obviously they wanted to be alone. He stood there for a moment, took a swig from the beer can, and than walked back to the doorway to Stacy’s bedroom. He carefully opened it and peered in. He was greeted by the sound of rhythmic slaps of flesh against flesh as Karen had Ashley, still naked, over her knee and was spanking her vigorously. Ashley’s lush bottom was bright red and shining from Karen’s attentions, and the brunette was crying and sobbing as she squirmed on the other girl’s knee.
"I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… please, don’t… don’t… I’m sorry, I won’t… please…"
The begging continued until Karen finished the spanking and turned the older girl over, still balancing her on her knees. Still sobbing and babbling apologies, Ashley offered no objection as Karen cradled her in her arms and began caressing her large breasts. Neil slowly closed the door.
He stood on the landing for a few moments, undecided, and then shrugged his shoulders.
"Maybe there’s some football or something on TV," he muttered, walking slowly back down the stairs.