"Let go of !" Olive yelled as they passed through the hallway towards the principal’s office, hoping for help, but the principal was nowhere to be found.
Mr Philip would have co out of his office the mont he heard her voice to address what the issue was but he doesn’t seem to to in his office.
"Save your breath!" the chubby guy scolded, laughing loudly as he dragged Olive along.
"Where is the principal? Where is Mr. Jas?" Olive wondered, tears welling up in her eyes as she struggled to hold them back.
"Let go!" Olive continued to yell, trying to break free from the bully’s grip.
The bullies dragged her out of the school building, and the chubby guy stopped, glaring at Olive before punching her in the face, causing her to fall to the ground.
Tears stread down Olive’s cheeks, her nose bleeding heavily as she lay on the ground.
The other students in the schoolyard watched the scene unfold, not intervening but rather enjoying the bullying spectacle before them.
"What a coward! You miss your mommy, huh?" One of the bullies taunted, followed by a chorus of laughter from the group, except for the chubby guy.
"You must really want to get hurt if you make a scene before we get to where we are going." The chubby guy threatened, his voice dripping with malice, sending shivers down Olive’s spine.
She was lifted off the ground and blindfolded with a black cloth before being shoved into a car, the bullies piling in as it sped away.
The absence of school sounds indicated they were no longer on campus.
’How could soone be abducted on school grounds with the security present?’ Olive wondered, tears streaming down her face.
Arriving at an undisclosed location, Olive was dragged out of the car and led into an underground area on the outskirts of the city.
The underground space was dimly lit, damp, and musty, seemingly endless. The air reeked of diesel and oil, with the sound of dripping water reverberating off the cold, grey walls. The floor was slippery, illuminated by flickering fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows.
Olive was then seated on a chair by the n, her hands and legs tied to the chair. The blindfold was removed, and she began to observe her surroundings. The underground space was filled with rows of old, rusted pipes and machinery that towered over her. The walls were covered in cobwebs and graffiti, and the floor was scattered with trash and broken equipnt.
The atmosphere was heavy and threatening, and Olive felt like she was being pulled further into a nightmare she might never escape from.
In one corner of the room, there was a bed and more chairs as well of different types of hard drinks were on the table.
"Did Lucas instruct you to do this to ? To bring here against my will just because I stood up for soone?" Olive asked, her heart breaking as tears stread down her face.
The chubby guy expressed his frustration with a heavy sigh before replying.
"Stop crying or face the consequences!" the chubby man shouted with a look of disgust. "You should have behaved yourself when you were still associated with Lucas. Why did you have to anger him?"
"So, he’s the one. Olive thought to herself, still crying uncontrollably.
A figure soon entered the underground. Moving closer, it was Samson, still dressed in his school uniform. With him were four burly n with broad chests and muscles, all dressed in black pants and blue shirts.
"Samson?!" Olive called out with a shocked expression, but she was even more shocked by the n standing beside him.
The warnings from Henry quickly flooded her mind, each thought feeling like a sharp knife piercing her heart. She couldn’t help but to think that Samson was about to carry out the despicable plan Lucas told her about.
Lucas had told her he wasn’t part of Samson’s plan and had warned him not to hurt her, but it seed like it was all lies as it seems he was also part of the plsn . Henry was right after all when he told her to stay away from Lucas. How could she have believed she could be friends with the rich kids?
"Surprise! Surprise! You’re finally in my grasp. Nobody will be able to locate us. You should have stayed in your lane and never mixed with the rich kids. But no, you poor people always overstep your boundaries," Samson said with an outburst of laughter.
Olive could only stare back at him, her body tensed with anger as tears continued to roll down her cheeks.
"A scholarship student at Belmont is a whore. Four burly n are all drilling his asshole," Samson comnted. "Isn’t that an interesting breaking news?"
"Belmont High School would finally realize their mistake of accepting students on scholarship. No parents would want their child in a school where there are whores. If Belmont doesn’t expel you, parents will start withdrawing their students, and I know Belmont wouldn’t allow that. So, you’ll be expelled," Samson continued, an evil smirk on his face as he glared at Olive.
"I hired n from the adult film industry, paid them, and ensured they were free from any sexually transmitted diseases. This way, you won’t contract any diseases after they’re done with you." Samson laughed loudly.
"You’re a terrible person," Olive spat, her voice filled with venom. "You’re not even human, you’re an animal."
"Oh, really? Let’s see who’s the real animal after I post your sex videos online," Samson retorted, moving closer to Olive. "You should enjoy yourself, dude," he added before stepping away.
The chubby guy and his gang soon untied Olive from the chair , threw her onto the bed, and set up caras in front of her.
The burly n, who had been silent, smirked as they approached Olive, revealing their erect manhood of varying sizes and lengths.
Olive covered her eyes, tears streaming down her face, knowing it was over.
One of the n gripped her tightly, while the
others held her limbs, their manhoods in front of her.
"Let go of !" Olive scread, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably as she kept struggling against their hold, but they were too strong for her.
The sound of the cara clicking drowned out Olive’s screams as the n laughed and taunted her. Samson watched with a satisfied grin, fixated on Olive’s terrified expression.
Just as all seed lost, footsteps approached, growing louder. The n faltered, and Olive seized the opportunity to break free from their grip, eyes fixed on the entrance, hoping for a miracle.
A tall, imposing figure appeared, his face determined. "Let him go," he growled, his voice nacing.
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