Page 4 of The Dollmaker
“Shut her the fuck up!” Tatum orders, and my eyes widen. My heart shatters as I watch her walk up to Jeremy and pull him towards her, pressing her lips against his. They kiss for a second, then she turns to me with a sneer. “Surprise, Savannah. Did you think you got to take the captain and the crown tonight? No, no, no!” she smirks, coming up to me, kicking me in the face. The impact sends my head snapping to the side. “I hope tonight is the last time I ever see you!” she snarls as warm blood seeps from my nose. My vision blurs and my head lulls to the side. Thrust after thrust. Slam after slam. They punish my aching body, using every hole I have to do as they please.
Tatum uses her boots to hold down my shoulders as Samantha presses her stiletto heel to hold down my left arm and Camille slams her heel inside my right wrist. I scream out as my hands go numb while tears and blood continue to leak down my face.I thought they were my friends. How could they do this to me?I’ve never been mean to them or made them feel beneath me. I don’t understand. How is this happening?
“Enjoying the show, Tripp? She’s nothing but a used cum dumpster now! Enjoy fucking my left overs—Sister fucker!” Jeremy laughs, and my eyes widen as he connects his knee to Tripp’s jaw. His head flies back as Tony, Mike, and Jeremy land punch after punch. My heart breaks watching them beat him up all because of me.This shouldn’t be happening. Why? I don’t fucking understand.
Suddenly, I’m flipped over and someone else lifts my hips, pounding into me from behind, causing me to scream as Tatum slams my head against the wooden planks. My vision blurs yet again and the dull lights spin as I try to sit up, but a boot to the back of my shoulder blades forces me down into the gravel.
Once my vision clears, I cry as I watch the boys kick and punch Tripp until his body lays still.No, no, no! Is that their plan? To kill us after raping me?
“Tripp, Tripp,” I yell but he doesn’t move. Tears fall from my eyes and I squeeze them shut, wanting this night to end.Just make it stop already.But it doesn’t. They keep taking turns filling me, and I just want to hurt them all, but I’m not strong enough. My heart is broken.My best friend let this happen. She let them hurt me in ways I’ll never forgive. She helped in this. She’s to blame just as much as Jeremy is. Why? Why did they do this?I try to think while my body is being assaulted. I don’t want to be here in the moment. I don't want to feel what they are doing to me so I disconnect. Disconnect from it all. I stop fighting. There’s no use. The more I fight the more I get hurt. Maybe this will make them stop. Make them realize what the fuck they are doing and what they will not get away with.
One can only hope, right? That after all is said and done, I’d take me and Tripp home and call the police. Make a report and they would all be put away. Right?
Wrong!
“Nighty, night! Gutter slut!” Tatum spits, and the last thing I see is the bottom of her boot, slamming down onto my head.
Tripp
The Aftermath…
I crack my eyes open and see the cheerleading squad surrounding Savannah. All with knives in their hands. Tatum raises her arm, sinking the blade into Sav’s groin, then whispers something that I can’t make out.I’m too far away.I go to scream, but nothing comes out. Tears spill from my eyes as the next girl, I think Samantha is her name, slices down my girl’s bare legs as Camille stabs into Savannah’s ribs. They stand around her laughing like this is the funniest thing they’ve ever done. Another two girls squat down, pulling Sav’s hair, slicing through her black locks. I can hear the shredding of her flesh and the blood sloshing as it leaves her body. The rage built up in my chest makes me want to slaughter them all, and I will once I’m able to peel myself off the fucking gravel. Listening to the team rape her nearly killed me. My heart dropped and shattered to a million pieces seeing her so helpless on the ground as they rutted into her, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Groaning, I try to get up, but my body screams in pain from the brutal beating the football team gave me.I just want to get to her. I have to save her from these fucking monsters.
I overheard a few of the guys talking about their plan tonight in the bathroom at the dance. When I confronted them by slamming Tony into the tile wall, ready to unleash hell upon him, he told me to ‘chill’ and to take part. It was going to be a team effort. Running a train on the captain of the squad. ‘Make her beg for more cock.’ It took everything I had in me to not hit him in his smug fucking face. So, when I refused, they all turned on me. I don’t know how Jeremy found out about us. We’ve been careful not to be around one another outside of the house and to never speak about it to others, so who did she tell? Because I never slipped up. Not once. Even if all I ever want is to be close to her, holding her in my arms. At school, where there are eyes everywhere, I act like she doesn’t exist even when she is the center of my world.
“Savannah, how much longer do I have to ignore you at school? I fucking hate it!” I tell her, plopping onto her bed. She takes out her ear buds and places them in their case.
“Well, hello to you too,” she says, folding her arms over her chest.
“Don’t give me that look. I didn’t tell them to take your spanx from your locker! Complain to your boyfriend about it,” I say, and she huffs.
“But you didn’t do shit about it either!” she retorts. I sit up and crawl up the bed, right between her legs. Making myself comfortable, she raises a brow at me, and I smirk, licking my lips.
“You know damn well there was nothing I could say or do that wouldn’t give us away,” I counter.
“While that may be true, I–” I cut her off mid-sentence as I slide her panties to the side and suck her clit into my mouth. “Tripp,” she moans. “Warn a girl first. My god.”
“That’s right, baby, your god is here to worship you. Now, lay back while I make you cum on my face,” I growl, lapping her up as her creamy thighs tremble on each side of me. Sliding a finger into her soaked cunt, I arch my finger a bit, feeling for the spot that makes her bow off the bed. I slowly pump in and out while licking and sucking her little clit as my other hand reaches up, pinching her hardened peaks. Her hips lift and grind against my face.
“Yes, Tripp. Just like that. Oh my god! Your tongue is amazing,” she whimpers.
“Mmm, Sav. You taste so fucking good. I can do this for hours,” I groan, my dick painfully hard in my shorts.
“Please, don’t stop. I- I’m almost there,” she moans, her hips rolling faster and faster. I add another finger and flick my tongue against her clit rapidly as she gushes against my face.
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuckkkkk!” she yells as her little nub pulsates. I spread her lips apart, spitting on her clit.
“One more, baby. I want you a trembling mess,” I tell her as she tries to close her legs, but I don’t let her.
“I can’t, I’m too sensitive,” she whines, but I lick her slowly, circling around her clit and down to her tight cunt. I lick around her hole and down to her ass, biting both cheeks, making her yelp, then back up in one swift motion before sucking her nub roughly into my mouth, flicking the tip with my tongue rapidly as I finger fuck both her cunt and ass until she cums against my face again.
“No more. I can’t,” she pants. I place a kiss against her clit before climbing the rest of the way up her body. Pressing my lips against her, she moans into my mouth, sucking herself off my tongue. “Mmm, I do taste good,” she laughs.
“I wasn’t lying to you,” I tell her as she cups my face, looking into my eyes.
“I promise after homecoming. I’m all yours,” she says, and I nod.
