A Prictease Is Punished

My name is Lindsay, and I’m a 23 year-old white female. I have long, blonde hair, big, blue eyes, am 5’5” tall and, at 115 pounds, I sport a huge set of melon-size tits.

I would like to share with you the worst moment of my life, it does me good to write about it and get it out in the open rather than bottle it all up inside. I’ll tell you how a group of girls led by a bitch named Hilary humiliated me so bad that I would never show my face again in the small town where I grew up. And that’s just what they were aiming for: to get rid of me for good.

This all happened to me five years ago. I was 18 years old and had just graduated from high school. I have to admit that I was a bit of a cock-tease. All of the boys in town wanted to get inside my pants, and most of the girls wanted to slit my throat, they were so jealous. But that cunt Hilary came up with a better idea than that: a way to get rid of me forever. With the help of my best friend Avril, Hilary managed to get me to attend a house party being held on the wrong side of town.

I should tell you that one night just about a week before this, I had drunk a couple of six packs with Avril’s boyfriend and his older brother. Once I had a good buzz going, the two brothers had me topless in the back of their van and they went wild seeing my big 40DD tits in all their naked glory. After a few turns giving it to me from both ends (and believe me that was by no means my first taste of hard cock), for at least two or three hours.

The night of the party, I had no idea that Avril had found out what had happened, but word travels fast in a small town. Avril was as cool as cool could be as she was about to feed me to the wolves, pretty much giving me to Hilary and her bitch pack on a silver platter. Avril even came by to pick me up that night. She helped me get dressed for the party, making sure that I wore the sexiest clothes I owned. I wore a skin-tight pair of hip-hugger bell bottom jeans that moulded my tight, little, round ass, and a very high pair of platform shoes. Avril insisted that I wear my little orange midriff top that was very low cut, showing off my entire deep cleavage. The top also showed my bare tummy and was held closed by a very small three inch zipper in the front.

As Avril braided my silky, long, blonde locks, I couldn’t help but think that if she only knew that just last week I had given her boyfriend the best fuck he ever had, she wouldn’t be braiding my hair….she’d be ripping it out at the roots! I then chuckled to myself, thinking what I fool I was.

At first when we arrived at the party, I was very uptight as I looked around the room, seeing all the toughest girls at school. Even though I knew that many of them couldn’t stand me, Avril kept feeding me beers, telling me that everyone here was cool and that I should lighten up and have a good time. Yet I couldn’t help but sense that something was up, what with all of the tough girls going out of their way to be so nice to me, with big, shit-eating grins on their face. And the guys just seemed to be like they were waiting for something to happen. They were waiting for something alright… to all take a turn on me, but the drink was catching up with me, clouding my better judgement.

Me and Hilary had been enemies for as long as I can remember. Even as kids we didn’t like each other. She was wiry and whiny and just got on my nerves. I guess you could say she was attractive in a way, but I never saw it, she had long blonde hair like me but rather plain features and a chipmunk like smile. For her part I have no doubt her dislike for me stemmed from me being better looking and more popular with boys than her. When I started filling out, she was still a pathetic sight and anytime she made her snide comments to me I reminded her of what a real woman should look like. Things just escalated from there, she spread all sorts of nasty rumours about me, while I took great delight in stealing her boyfriends and rubbing her nose in it. We were enemies and that was that. So it concerned me when I saw her and her friends at the party, but Avril assured me there were plenty of other people at the party and that besides Hilary was much cooler nowadays.

Avril now had me sitting at a table with Hilary and her entire crew, both male and female, who were playing some kind of drinking game. Over and over they picked me to drink, and every time I was picked I had to chug down a 12 oz glass of beer and two shots of brandy. In less than half an hour, I was smashed, drunk as a skunk. When I could no longer drink a drop more, Hilary and the other girls were more than happy to inform me of the rules of the game: if you can’t drink when you’re picked, then you must remove an article of clothing and put it on the table.

I told them I was feeling sick and no longer wanted to play, but as I tried to get up from my chair, a few of the females grabbed me by the hair and arms, forcing me back in my chair.

“Nobody quits!”

Hilary barked at me.

“Now either drink or take something off Blondie!”

It wasn’t long before my platform shoes, my white knee socks and all of my jewellery ended up on the table. That would be the last time I ever saw my jewellery, but much worse things were to come for me. All of the females at the table started dropping the sweet, little, kind act toward me. As I sat there in my stupid, drunken haze, I had fallen into their sneaky little trap and was falling helplessly at their mercy.

Maggie, one of Hilary’s best friends, was the next to pick me. Maggie was a skinny redhead covered with freckles who hated my guts. She yelled across the table at me.

“What’s it going to be Chesty? You drinkin’ or striping?”

Everyone laughed hard at his. As drunk as I was, tears of shame ran down my cheeks as I sat in my chair unbuttoning my jeans. To add to my humiliation, Hilary now grabbed me by the hair, pulling me out of my chair and forcing me to stand in the centre of the room so everyone could watch me remove my pants. The crowd roared with laughter as I wriggled out of my skin-tight jeans, exposing my purple satin thong trimmed in lace. Hilary now gave me a very hard slap across my ass, making me almost jump out of my skin.

“Look at those tender little buns!”

Yelled Hilary, making the group laugh harder.

She then roughly grabbed me by the hair and pushed me back to my seat at the table Even in my drunken state, I could sense that they wanted me topless because of my 40DD tits that drove all the boys wild. The females were green with envy. I now made up my mind that they weren’t going to get my top off. I somehow managed to drink three more rounds, which proved to be a big mistake. From this point on I was on the verge of blacking out, but I’ll tell you what I do recall and will never forget for the rest of my life.

Three of Hilary’s bitch friends grabbed me, with two girls holding my arms straight out by my sides. The third girl stood behind me, holding me by my long, blonde hair. Hilary, now standing in front of me, reached out and began to unzip my little orange minitop, laughing at my tearful pleas. My bitch of a friend, Avril, sat on the other side of the table, smiling from ear to ear as they tore my shirt off my back. The entire crowd went wild. My purple over-stuffed satin bra matched my thong panties. Avril now led the group, chanting at me.

“Strip her! Strip her!”

Someone was plucking open the latches on the back of my bra, and at the same time my panties were pulled down to my ankles. Hilary slowly yanked my bra away from my big boobs, fully exposing my large boobs in front of everyone. The room turned into a complete madhouse.

“Look at the size of those tits!”

Shouted Hilary to the wild mob.

At this time, someone reached around me from behind, cupping my big melons, and began slapping them together. This is when things started getting very ugly for me. Hilary had the other girls drag me into the bedroom. They laid me flat on my back and opened my legs wide. There was a group of scumbag boys at the party. Led by a guy named Chuck, these dirty bastards were the lowest of the low, had dropped out of school, and had wanted to get into my pants for the past couple of years. Now they finally had their chance.

Chuck and his piece of shit friend Joe once tried to nail me in the woods behind out high school. Chuck had my tube top yanked down to my waist as he roughly grabbed at my big titties. Joe had my cut off shorts and panties down to my knees, jamming his dirty fingers up my pussy, I screamed for help. Lucky for me on that occasion a group of black jocks came to my rescue. A week later Chuck’s girlfriend beat the shit out of me for messing with her boyfriend.I mean I had been trying to buy some pot from Chuck , it’s not like he dragged me there unwilling like but I had only promised him a blow job for the drugs, nothing else. No way was a low life like that getting to stick his filthy cock in my pussy! But there were no heroes to save me on this night as I laid on the bed feeling sick as a dog. I looked up to see Hilary and her bitch pack all standing over me.

Hilary muttered out something like.

“You’re gonna get just what’s coming to you for a long time, Little Miss Big Tits!”

Next I saw Chuck with his pants and underwear down to his knees. He was hung like a horse, his rock hard dick every bit of 19 inches pointed toward the ceiling. As he climbed on top of me, he roughly used his knees to force my legs wide open.

“Give it to her good Chuck! Show her she’s not too good for you!”

I was so drunk I couldn’t even try to resist. As he roughly pushed the huge head of his cock into me, he grabbed my big tits, squeezing them with all his might.

“I’m gonna fuck your brains out Bitch!”

He grabbed the tops of my shoulders and jammed the entire length of his huge cock deep into my pussy. I screamed, but he just kept shoving his big tool harder and deeper into me. I moaned and groaned with a mix of tears, Hilary and the other bitches looked down at me laughing. Some of the other females were giving Chuck’s buddies hand-jobs, getting their cocks good and hard as they waited for their turn on me. I nearly blacked out but came too when I felt Chuck shooting globs of hot cum into my pussy.

As quick as Chuck jumped off of me, Joe jumped on, jamming his big cock into my slick hoe. The dirty bastard pinched and pulled my big nipples as he pounded my pussy with his fat cock, taunting me about how he couldn’t wait to fuck me in the ass on his second time around. Hilary and the others cheered Joe on as he fucked me like a dog. Other girls stood in the doorway calling more boys into the room and shouting.

“Whoever wants pussy, come and get it.”

I won’t go into more details but it seemed that every time I closed and opened my eyes there was a different guy on top of me fucking me, and plenty more were getting their cocks stroked as they waited for their turn. They were young dumb and full of cum (but not for long) and it wasn’t that long before I was rolled onto my face and it was evidently time for some back door action. And it was Chuck, the leader of the scumbags, who jammed his cock into my virgin asshole.

He yelled to the others.

“God damn, she’s tight!”

With Chuck butt fucking me and what seemed like half my class watching and enjoying my humiliation, I screamed only to have them muffled by a cum spewing cock shoved into my mouth. They were now giving it to me from both ends and loving it. The nightmare seemed to go on for an eternity and the drink was a blessing as I forgot most of what they did. But once Chuck and his gang had had their fill of me, Hilary once again took over. She first used a piece of cord to bind my wrists tightly behind my back. She then grabbed me by my long blonde braids, pulling me up off the bed. With my usually perfect face, tits, and pussy dripping with cum, she now pulled me from the bedroom, dragging me back to the centre of the party.

I guess the worst part of it was realising it wasn’t just Hilary and her friends that were getting off on what was being done to me but a number of others who, if not what I considered friends at school, I had thought I got on Ok with. It wasn’t just the drink either, they really wanted to see me humiliated like this. Their comments as I stood there let me know exactly what they thought of me.

“Serves you right slut! Flashing those big tits all over the place.”

“Aaaaw! Is Little Miss Prick Tease actually having to put out? Well tough fucking luck bitch, you shouldn’t be such a slut, should you?”

I was so drunk I could hardly stand. Talk about humiliation: there I stood, fully naked in a room with now more than 40 people in it, with my wrists bound tightly behind my back, making my tits stick out even more than normal. The room was filled with jeering laughter and I heard camera snap away. Avril walked up to me and poured a can of beer over my head, then spat at me.

“You don’t look so hot now, do you Miss Hot Stuff, steal my boyfriend, would you?”

I crumpled to my knees defeated and Hilary stood over me, a look of hatred and victory on her face.

“Look at you now, you dirty little slut!”

Taunted Hilary.

She stepped forward and lifted her skirt to press my face right into her crotch, which was wet, no doubt with her excitement at my plight. She forced my face deeper and deeper and thankfully I passed out as she smothered me with her sex. Not so thankfully, once I was unconscious Hilary produced a pair of scissors and did a real number on my beautiful hair, leaving nothing more than sparse clumps of blonde on my head.

I awoke the next morning, face down on my parents lawn in the morning sun. With my parents out of town, I had a good three days of crying before packing up my car and driving off to college. On my way out the door, Avril rang and asked what it felt to be the dirtiest whore in town. I just hung up and drove off, never wanting to return.

AUTHOR NOTE: This is entirely fiction, I am male and the story is just written as if by the protagonist just as a writing tool for a slightly different slant and perspective. Any comments or feedback are welcome.