Page 234 of Sincerely, Butterfly

Of course he does. Why am I not surprised? He made me lick cum from the ground before.

“A little help?” I ask, knowing I’ll face plant if I lean over too far.

“With pleasure, Little Rabbit,” Wesley purrs, grabbing my hair and shoving my head forward.

I gasp, afraid I’m going to fall, but I don’t.

Wesley lets my face hover just over Jasper’s shoe.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Jasper asks, and I flick my eyes up to glare at him. “Do as you’re told.”

Knowing there's no point in fighting this, because why would I? I’m living for this right now.

I flick my tongue out and lick all over his shiny, expensive shoe, shuddering at the taste of my cum against the leather.

“That’s it, keep going. That's a good little pet,” Jasper croons, and fuck me, I preen.

I’m so glad it’s only them seeing me like this. Callie would never let me live this down.

I lap at his shoe, doing my best to get every drop I can before looking up at him.

“All done?” he asks, and I nod my head. “Good, then it appears we’re done here.”

I wait for them to help me up, but they don’t.

Wesley releases me, the force causing me to roll to my side onto the ground.

“What the fuck!” I shout, gaping as the three of them walk away.

“Thanks for the good time, Little Rabbit. Be a good girl while we’re gone. We have work to do. Be naked and waiting in my bed when you get back to our place, will you?”

“You can’t leave me here like this!” I growl, struggling to roll back over and get to my knees. “I’m gonna stab you all in your sleep, I hope you know that!” I shout.

“I’d love to see you try,” Jasper replies.

“Make sure I’m awake for it,” Sylas says.

I can not believe these three!

I thought now that I was their girlfriend, they would be, I don’t know, nicer to me?

At least they didn’t leave me naked.

I manage to get to my feet and try to wiggle my arms free, but it's no use. These knots are tied tight.

What the fuck do I do now? Just walk into the party, tied up with their fucking cum on my face.

God, this is bad.

I could walk home, it’s not too far, but I don’t want to risk my mom seeing me like this.

Annoyed and frustrated, I walk over to the fountain. “At least I can clean up a bit," I mutter. Getting to my knees, I cringe as I lean over the side and shove my face into the water.

It’s cold, but thankfully, it seems clean…ish.

“Nola?” I hear Callie’s voice. “Nola, are you in here?” For a second, I think I’m hearing things, but then I hear Garrett’s chuckle.

“Found her.”