Thanks to Afro Scorpio for helping me edit this.
This takes place after Wanda Taken Down At The Gym.
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Wanda had a headache when she came to. The first thing she noticed was that she couldn't move her arms. She realized she was tied to an x shaped wood structure. Her wrists secured above her head, and her ankles to the base. Wanda recognized her surroundings. She was in the school auditorium on stage. Someone had placed a full-length mirror in Wanda's sightline. She saw that someone had dressed her in the yellow bikini she had worn for her spring break incident. The thought of one of her attackers touching her unconscious body to dress her made her blood run cold.
She saw Julie dressed in his work out clothes tied to a rolling chair. He was still asleep from the chloroform their attackers had used on them. Neither Wanda nor Julie appeared injured. Julie had physically gotten the better of his attacker and was only taken down because of the chemical fumes. No one wanted to risk waking Julie by striking him. Wanda had been left unhurt because her assailants wanted her unmarked.
"She's alive she's alive." Dillon said trying to channel Dr. Frankenstein from The Bride of Frankenstein.
No one got the reference. Dillon had never actually seen the movie himself and was just quoting Weird Science.
Dillon stepped forward to taunt Wanda. He was very wobbly on his feet. He was just out of the hospital recovering from the surgery he had trying to repair the damage Wanda had caused to his testicles the last time she saw him selling pictures of Wanda's exposure. Wanda had punched Dillon in the nuts and he would suffer compromised sexual functioning from the blow. Dillon didn't know the full effects yet and how much he was impeding his recovery by ignoring the doctor's bed rest instructions. He had come up with a master revenge plan and was going to execute it even if he had to load up on painkillers to do it.
"Hey, it's my favorite bikini model." Dillon said with a wicked smile on his face.
"Let me go, you mother fucker." Wanda screamed at Dillon.
"Or what? You are gonna get your faggot boyfriend to do something?" Dillon asked.
Dillon slapped Julie on the cheek.
"Hey, sleeping beauty, You gonna do something?" Dillon asked mockingly.
Dillon moved in front of Wanda.
"He's not as tough as you want to pretend he is. We own him just like we own you." Dillon said reaching for Wanda's bikini-clad tit.
"Don't touch me." Wanda yelled struggling against her bonds.
Julie's eyes sprang open. He struggled mightily against the zip ties that held him to the chair. Dillon took an involuntary step back when he saw the powerful Julie strain against the plastic. It wasn't until Dillon saw Julie couldn't break his ties that he regained his confidence.
"Oh, look who joined us." Dillon said happily.
Dillon motioned to the side for others to join them on stage. Dillon's crew appeared. His five flunkies were fairly healed from the beating Julie had given them a few weeks ago but they remembered all too well. Britney and Ashley were also there. Finally, Donny appeared. He looked terrible. Julie had ripped several elbow shots to his ribs before the chemicals took him down. Donny could barely walk he was in so much pain. His face was clawed up from Wanda trying to rip his eye out and he would have scars from the encounter for the rest of his life. If it didn't hurt to move he would have bent Wanda over a chair and ripped her ass with his massive cock and smeared his shit covered dick all over Julie's face.
Dillon was thrilled that Julie was finally awake so he could show the details of his genius revenge plan.
"Wanda my dear you see we are standing on a stage. And In a few hours, this auditorium will be full of the proud families of this year's graduates." He began.
