*All characters are over the age of 18*
-This is my first submission. Hope you enjoy-
It wasn't that she was overweight, or even that she didn't enjoy exercise, but she dreaded eighth period gym class. The uniforms made her feel awkward and embarrassed, and she felt very self-conscious about sweating because the other girls would make fun of her.
As the students filed into the crowded locker room from the hallway, she was filled with anxiousness and nervousness and ducked into a nearby bathroom to wait for the majority of the students to change and leave for the gymnasium. She knew they wouldn't leave her alone after what happened yesterday.
The popular clique at her school had it out for her. She had crossed the queen bee, but it wasn't on purpose. It wasn't her fault that boys were naturally attracted to her unique and beautiful features, boyfriends being no exception.
Her hair was a rich dark brown, with waves that cascaded down her back, if they weren't pulled into a modest ponytail. She had captivating, intelligent green eyes. Her figure was divine, a fabulous set of 34B breasts perfectly balanced with her widening eighteen year old hips. But she had been a late bloomer, so years of ridicule from the other girls pushed her to live a quiet existence, consumed by her studies.
Now she had created a rift in her peaceful life below the radar. Brianna, the rich and spoiled blond, was livid with anger. She had recently eavesdropped on a conversation between her boyfriend and his friends about how badly they all wanted to fuck Lucy. She stood behind the door and listened to them describe the crude ways that they would sexually defile her. She was torn between the anger boiling inside her and the warmth that their dirty talk was bringing to her panties, but she shook that off and stormed away to tell her girlfriends what had happened.
"That stupid nerdy bitch is trying to steal our men from us!" she cried in frustration. "Something has to be done. Ladies, meet me at my house after school and I'll tell you what to do."
After bearing the brunt of their taunting comments in the hallways all day, the time had come. She knew that they had planned something, but she didn't know what. She nervously put her books into a locker and began to undress in the emptying room, hoping that the girls had already left for class.
"Don't waste your time with those gym clothes. We have something different planned," said the sultry voice of Brianna, coming from behind her.
Lucy's heart dropped deep into her stomach. She knew it, the time was now. What would they do to her?
Two of the girls grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back, eliciting a frightened yelp from Lucy.
"Shut the fuck up, we don't want the teacher to hear us and investigate!" said the ringleader and she stretched some duct tape from a roll and strode towards Lucy, bent over a bench and restrained.
She secured the tape over Lucy's mouth and muffled her pathetic whimpers as they guided her towards the showers.
"We'll see how much the boys want you after they see what a little slut you are," Brianna whispered into her ear. Lucy was very frightened and began to cry softly. Her wrists were bound with duct tape around a shower pole, and she was sitting on the ground naked with her knees together. Her face was red and streaked with makeup from crying. She was so embarrassed being seen completely naked, and terrified of what they were planning. What did she mean about the boys?
But as soon as she had that thought, her question was answered. Five boys from the football team appeared in the doorway and approached the scene with wide grins.