Grasping his meaning, Stacy moved her hands back to her crotch area and beganto play with herself. Closing her eyes, she was almost able to imagine that shewas back in her own room, and none of this was happening. She moanedinvoluntarily, as Neil began to play with her breasts, kneading them roughly.Her fingers were doing their work, though, and her crotch was soon damp withdesire.

Finally, Neil had seen enough. Pushing her hands away, he positioned his cockdirectly underneath her pussy and looked up at her expectantly. Stacy leanedforward on her hands, so that her breasts hung directly downwards, and slowlyslid Neil’s cock into her now-wet pussy. It went in easily, despite that factthat she was very tight. Eventually, his cock was entirely swallowed as sheknelt on top of him.

"Get moving," he ordered her hoarsely.

Completely defeated, Stacy began to move up and down, riding his cock in andout of her pussy. Despite herself, she began to moan and pant with desire. Neilleaned up and began to bite and lick her breasts as his hands played over herstraining thighs. Stacy gasped. It was painful, but after a while, the painseemed to meld into pleasure, and a warmth radiated out of her pussy toenvelope her entire body. The detached part of her mind wailed in horror as herbody abandoned itself entirely to the experience.

She was now making soft moaning sounds in time with her rhythmicself-impalement on Neil’s cock. Gradually, her moaning became louder and louderas the pace increased and she approached climax. Neil, beneath her, beganmoving his hips in time with her, all the while mauling and biting her small,firm tits as they dangled invitingly in front of his face.

"Oh… oh… oh… oh…" Her moans got louder and louder until she was almostscreaming. Her eyes were screwed shut and her mouth hung open, slack with lust."Oh… oh… OH… OH… Ahhh…"

Finally, she came with a loud scream of pleasure, her body shaking andtrembling. That was all for Neil; he could hold back no longer. Just as herorgasm ended, he thrust forward with his hips, and pulled her down, crushingher mauled breasts against his sweaty chest and forcing his tongue into hergasping mouth, his cock pumping sperm into her warm, damp pussy.

The two teenagers fell limp, their spent, sweaty bodies stuck together. A fewseconds later, Stacy roused herself with a groan and pushed herself off herunwanted companion. His prick slid limply out of her pussy as she clambered offthe bed, leaving a thin trail of sperm along the inside of her thigh.

Stacy bit back a scream as she caught sight of herself in the bathroom mirror.Her blonde hair was plastered back from her sweaty face, leaving fully revealedher wide, frightened eyes and nostrils which flared as she gasped for breath.Drool glistened on her cheeks and mouth where Neil had slobbered on her when hecame. Her sleek body was covered by a fine sheen of sweat and her tits shonered and purple where Neil had mauled and bit them. Sperm trickled out of hersopping cunt, joining the thin, white trail laid down on her leg by his cockwhen she had pulled away.

A thin wail rose from her throat as she stared at her reflection. Both thedizziness and the lust which had possessed her earlier had left as though burntaway by the intensity of her orgasm, leaving her clear-headed and terrified.How had she let this happen? Panting and choking, Stacy stumbled into thebathroom, fell to her knees and threw up violently into the toilet. Herretching was interrupted by the impact of clothing being thrown into thebathroom and hitting her back.

It was Neil. "When you’re done in there," he called out to her heaving rear,"Get dressed and get out." He had pulled his trousers on and was leaving thebedroom.

Stacy continued retching for a few moments before climbing to her feet.Unsteadily, still coughing and gasping, she pulled her clothes on over hersticky, abused body. Dressed, she left the bathroom to find Neil sitting on thecouch, smoking a cigarette. He ignored her for a moment and then looked up, asif surprised that she were still there. "Well? I thought I told you to leave."

Stacy looked down. "T-the tape," she mumbled. "You said - you p-promised togive it to me."

Grinning, Neil reached into a pocket and pulled out a cassette tape. "Fairenough," he agreed, tossing it to her. She was unprepared, and it bounced offher chest and slid under the bed. Neil laughed as she got down on her hands andknees to retrieve it.

The tape securely in her possession, Stacy stood up and moved towards the door,her only thought to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Haven’t you forgotten something?"

She turned to face him. "What?" The anger was back now, making it easier todeal with his leering face.

"To say thank you," Neil told her.

"Fuck you," she muttered and stormed out of the room. Behind her, Neil laughed.

"We’re going to play a game," Gary said, his voice light and mocking. He hadshoved his hands into his pockets, and was staring off into space. "You can winit; it will have rules and an object. If you do win, we will give you allcopies of the video tape and pictures. If you lose…"

Stacy sat in stunned silence. The whole world - her world - had changeddramatically in the last half hour. Nothing was the same. That morning, she hadwoken up an intelligent, free young woman. No clouds on the horizon; nothing toforeshadow the impending danger. It had been almost a week since she had beenforced to have sex with Neil, and she was finally beginning to feel cleanagain. She had passed all of the recent tests at school, and was still a partof the most influential, exclusive group of students at Greenwood. Moreover,Neil seemed to have kept his mouth shut, both about her cheating on the Englishtest and the disgusting exercise she had been forced into at his apartment, andhe was now safely relegated back to the periphery of her privileged existence.Stacy had even shelved her plans for getting him thrashed by one of her friendson the football team. The whole incident was receding into the past, and shewas unaffected. Still one of the best and the brightest; one of the winners.

Then came the note in her locker. This note was handwritten, not in blockletters like the previous one, as if the need for disguise no longer existed.It simply ordered her to show up at Neil’s apartment at 1:00 PM the next day:Saturday, exactly a week after her last visit. Her stomach had gone cold andher hand trembled as she read the note. Was he going for a repeat performance?If he was, that little bastard…

Just then, Ashley and some friends happened by her locker, and she quicklystuffed the note into her jacket pocket. It was not the sort of thing shewanted her friends to know about; particularly Ashley… She greeted them witha smile.

"The game will last for the rest of the school year." Gary continued speaking."If you win before the last day of classes, July 2, we will return all of thematerial to you, and never bother you again."

Stacy heard Gary’s voice speaking the words, but it was as if he was speakingat her from a long distance away. She understood him, but didn’t feel anyconnection with what he was saying. Was he even speaking to her? She knew thatwhat he was saying was important, but she was unable to focus on his voice. Hermind continued to drift…

She had arrived that Saturday afternoon prepared for the worst, but what hadhappened turned out to be much more terrible than what she had expected; thanshe could have expected.

Neil wasn’t alone when she had arrived. Gary, his creepy friend, was there withhim, as was Sharon, Gary’s cow of a girlfriend. Gary had just looked at her asshe entered Neil’s bedroom, his eyes huge and expressionless through the thick,magnifying lens of his glasses. He was sitting on the couch beside Sharon, whohad giggled obnoxiously when Stacy had entered the room, and flicked ashes fromher cigarette onto the floor. The ashes sunk into the thick shag carpet andwere lost from sight. The room seemed a lot darker than Stacy remembered it.