At dinner Emma was making some inroads to get to know the girls, but Lucy and Zoe was just as removed from the others as Lily. Both the pair of Asians and the Goth differentiated between themselves and the others, something that not even Emma could bridge through. Or at least not in the time of a dinner, however long it seemd to be.
Emily took much more of her time to try to put her down in a friendly way, as the starstruck young woman kept seeing Hermione in her. It took Emma all of her skills and might to make her see how it was Stacy who looked and acted like Hermione, and that Emma was just an actress... While a good one and friendly, still, she was anything but Hermione.
To make it last, however, Emma had to step out of her comfort zone and start loosing some of her usual gestures, speaking more about art and literature than she ever had. She even went far out and talked about hair, makeup, and breasts, the latter something that made her blush and be evasive about whose was bigger among the eight of them.
Lucy and Zoe, the two Asians was almost ready to show their assets, giggling, thinking it was fun, but the Goth Lily brandished a two pronged big fork asking if anybody would like them medium or rare. Not sure if it was a pun or just a joke, Emma smiled instead of laughing out loud.
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Not feeling the need to shower before going to bed, as she culd not even use her own shower gel, Emma was thinking how to get the amorous and vengeful off her back. They both acted like she was not accustomed to... Well, maybe she met people like that beforehand, but never had to stay close to them more than a couple of hours, and even sleep in the same room. She was still thinking how to make at least indifferent Miss Horny and Hateful whe nshe fall asleep.
Getting her sleep disturbed by a pillow pushing her head down on her bed made her cry out in distress, but it was muffled. She also found out that laying on her front no longer was as comfortable as before, her bigger breasts just hurt.. but soon, as they pulled off her shorts that she wore just because the communal arrangements, she was trashing and crying. Realizing it must be at least two people, she added wailing rape into her bed under the pillowy pressure when her ass was stroked and pussy fingered.
Air was starting to become an issue, when she felt her pussy penetrated. The feeling was pulling up images and memories from her last weeks, making her cunt moisten enough to let more fingers added... They felt differnt and more wide than any cock she had until then, leaving her gasping for air, weak in body, and feeling like a little slut in her mind.
A rough hour of almost fisting was not something Emma would call pleasurable without her drugs... She knew she wouldn't be able to walk well... As they stopped, she needed some time to gather her strenght, being light headed from the lack of needed air, and still having trembling muscles from all the squirming she had done. Being held down and raped that long left her pussy streched and Emma in pain. She still should have got up on trembling legs and stumbled out to the bathroom, or maybe make a scene, but she wanted to act different.. maybe just show those two that she was the stronger?
Or maybe she was just dead tired after her ordeal, not thinking straight. For she went back to sleep, turning on her back, and pulling the blanket over her naked legs, the shorts being removed or kicked off sometime.
And it had been stolen by the snickering Asians who woke up to the commotion, but just kept watching otherwise.
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Waking to the cold shower made her sit up with a gasp, and then curl up from the pike of pain... Emma was the last to get up and stumble out to the other room, needing to go to the bathroom first. She was thinking through what to do, and if she should cry rape, but thankfully she was not really wounded, and it felt like a distant memory or really bad dream.
Wearing her only dress, she was just getting out after the others to hear the TV, getting closer to the girls as it was speaking about the rewards... While a room away from the others sounded good, but it was not her who voiced it, but Lily, the Goth, who spoke from behind Emma saying "A room alone far from the smell and noise would be good, even if it is for just one night." Emma was sure it was some kind of allusion to what happened.
She was contemplating if she should start with the accusations of being attacked and raped, or just ask for security to have someone lok over the tapes - it made her whiten and stress as she realized there could be a video about it somewhere. Then her name was called, and Emma had to look around with surprise before she caught the others stare and that it came from the TV. "W..what? Me?" she squeaked, more because it was her well known name, and she would be the first...
She walked with a noticable gait, but bravely, trying to be open and ready. But everyone could see how she got white in surpise and shock when standing there smiling at the Asian man, and hearing the words: "This should be an easy task for you: make Ming ejaculate within the next ten minutes, or you lose." Emma felt like fainting. Hearing the finishing words she was slowly backing away and frantically loking arund, as she recovered. "Okay... this must be one of those candid cameras... Of curse it is, this is a game show...But really? You ask me to..." her words was not more than her full uneasiness overflowing, making her more like mumble them.
Shaking her head and palming her face, she still sighed and turned toward Ming. "Sorry, Ming. It was just a big... shock." Emma said, as her eyes finally realised the nakedness and the size of the young man. Still, she tried to come out of it and maybe get some kind of succes, even if it was not making him come, but helping him with his self confidence.
Not that it was anything like anybody thought would make her vin, but Emma Watson used her full charm to chat up the Asian man, if he could understand her at all. Trying to overcome both of their flusters, and maybe get him to tell her about what he liked enough to feel aroused...
