I was brought to the school by our town's juvenile officer. I was a "problem" child, I guess. I missed a lot of school, got poor grades and didn't "fi... in" with the crowd, this lead to fights, mostly me just getting my ass kicked. The school looked like some little prep school for rich kids, the campus was beautiful, the buildings and cottages were of the finest quality and design. I was a white trash type, I had never been exposed to the "finer" things. We had been told before I was taken from. The beasts would withdraw, just long enough to lick up bigdollops of it; then the lethal fucking would resume. I know I can survive this! said Emerald to herself. Iknow I can! But could she really? Only the event would tell. Six girls gave their last despairing whimpers, flicked their tails a fewtimes, and were still. The wolves pulled out their hateful weapons, slick withblood and pussy liquor, and rested for a bit. And then it was time for the six who remained. As she was violated,. . yes you did. You do every day, don’t you? You find an excuse to come in or around my office so I can see your daily attire and you can tease me with how good you smell. I’m not stupid, Charlie.”“I never said you were, John...” I reply as I sit down in a chair to the right of his desk. I cross my legs and look at him intently. I can feel the heat grow between my legs and my nipples are pressing hard against my bra. My lips part slightly, exposing my wet pink tongue. “All these years. Even flaccid, it was a giant club of flesh.In those days, Mommy would bring strange men home to spend the night all the time. Guys of all different shapes, sizes and colors. None of them ever stuck around to be Jon’s new dad. In fact, Jon saw most of them leave the same night. He would be on the living room floor, playing one of his videogames as he noticed them limping toward the front door. Their legs were bowed. Their teeth gritted. They often winced in pain. Very occasionally they’d come.