Valley High School

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Here it was.

The great Valley High School.

I looked up, taking in the view of the giant building off in the distance. I didn't imagine it'd be that huge, with other buildings separated from it. I was told those were the gym and arts buildings. There was a great green hill that led to the entrance, with students lying on the soft grass, meeting up with old friends.

That must be so nice.

You see, my parents and I moved from town to town, city to city. A lot. I never really got the chance to really know or befriend anyone. This year was the start of something different. It's my last year of high school and I'm off to college. Which would be fantastic. No more moving around. I'd get to finally stay at one place for more than a year.

A soft breeze push some of long blond hair and I made my way to the entrance and pushed the door open. I made my way to the office, hoping to get my schedule as soon as possible, so I could figure out just where my classes were even located. The attention I was getting around the halls was a bit unreal for me.

I never really dressed like other girls. In previous years, I'd simply wear baggy pants and tops. But I finally wanted to be noticed now and dressed more...attractively. My hour-glass shaped body came a lot more into view with my form fitting clothes. I have large DDD cup breasts that are encased perfectly in my white bra and light pink top. My ample backside was complemented oh so much by the tight blue jeans. I could see the stares I was getting. And part of me enjoyed it.

Anyway, I got my schedule after a small line at the office and finally made my way to my history class. Room 293-02-E...

((Tis a second try. I need one dominant male character. If you'd like to play in this thread, please PM me. Thank you. :) ))
 
JaneyRuth

Leslie and I were standing outside Honors History 4A waiting for the bell. We were in our usual spot, against the wall opposite the door. I had my hand on Leslie's ass. I was whispering in her ear about how I wanted to fuck her brains out on the locker room floor after water polo practice. I was describing in minute detail how she would scream and moan and flail about as I bang her deep and slow with my 10-inch strapon girlcock. She was laughing. And then suddenly she gasped with wonder. I turned to look at the object of her amazement.

Approaching us was this blonde goddess of unreal proportions. Her tits and her ass were an eleven on a scale of one to ten. Her cameltoe flashed the international "I'm too cool for you" semaphore signal through tight jeans.

"Oh God! I would lick the sweat beads from her cunt for just one smile from her lips. I would swallow the lint from her navel."

"She's probably dumb as a stump."

"And your point is?"

"Leslie, what about me? Am I not your favorite fuck buddy?"

She couldn't take her eyes off Miss Triple D. So I stepped out to the center of the corridor, blocking her way. I handed her a hastily-scribbled note. "You're in violation," I said.

"What?"

"Two big tit violations and one big ass violation. That's three misdemeanors."

"Get out of my way!"

"Just a friendly warning. If you show up tomorrow dressed like that, you'll be summoned to court."

"Warning? Summoned? What court?"

"I suggest you dress in baggy pants and top. Or you might be put on trial, girl."

She glares at me, brushes past me and into the classroom. I wink at Leslie.

I whisper, "You'll be in like Flynn. Both of us, in fact. You go up to her after class, tell her I'm a crazy bitch and you're there to protect her. Tell her I usually wait out front and offer to show her a short cut out the back way past the girls locker room."

"What are you thinking, JaneyRuth?"

"I'm thinking about Miss JuicyLucy. Thinking about her naked on all fours on the locker room floor with her tongue in your clitty as I pop that glorious goddess ass ruby red with a hickory paddle. She needs to be taught some modesty."

Leslie nods.

"Despite her beauty, she does seem a bit stuck up."

"In the long run, we'd be doing her a favor. Teach her some humility. Bring her down to earth."

The bell sounds. JaneyRuth and Leslie walk into class.
 
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As I was on my way to class, I was quickly stopped by a woman who practically jumped in front of me who quickly handed me a note.

"You're in violation,"


"What?" I said, curious as to what she was doing.

"Two big tit violations and one big ass violation. That's three misdemeanors."


The nerve!

"Get out of my way!" I say, trying to get past her but she quickly blocked my way.

"Just a friendly warning. If you show up tomorrow dressed like that, you'll be summoned to court."


"Warning? Summoned? What court?"

"I suggest you dress in baggy pants and top. Or you might be put on trial, girl."


I glare at this woman. Just who the hell does she think she is? I manage to quick get past her and get myself into English class.

As I took notes in class, I couldn't help but think back to what just happened. Not even four minutes into the school and already I had the misfortune to meet a weirdo. The class itself was rather monotone and was eager to leave.

Right when I left the classroom, yet another person approached me.

"Hi there! I saw what happened earlier and I'd like to say that Janey is a crazy bitch. If you need anything, I'm here to protect you!"

"Oh thank you!" I say, happy to see that I've met one good person today.

"In fact, you should probably come with me. She's usually waiting by the front entrance, so I could show you a quick shortcut if you'd like."


"That would be fantastic! Thank you so much!"

Little did I know of what was to come.
 
JaneyRuth

Inside the almost-deserted Girls Locker Room. It's 5pm, starting to get dark outside.

Julie stands trembling, her back to a bank of lockers. JaneyRuth and Leslie sit on a nearby bench looking up at her. JaneyRuth's legs are crossed, there's a smirk on her face. Julie turns to Leslie with a "help me" look on her face. JanyRuth notices and puts a hand on Leslie's tit. Julie suddenly realizes she's trapped.

"Strip for us, bitch. Make us want you."

"I'm not afraid of you. You can't make me."

JaneyRuth takes out a switchblade knife, flicks it open.

"Suit yourself. We'll just cut your clothes off of you and let you crawl home naked."

Julie looks at Leslie pleadingly. But Leslie's looking at JaneyRuth. Slowly, her hands shaking, she starts unbuttoning her blouse.
 
Later that day, I followed Leslie to the so-called "shortcut" and ended in the the girls locker room and already I could tell that something wasn't right. The crazy girl from before, Janey I think was her name, was sitting on a nearby bench. Leslie quickly went to sit herself as I began to tremble in fear.

What on earth did I get myself into?

I looked towards Leslie, wanting to know what just was going on and quickly saw that Janey was approaching me. I wanted to back away, but quickly found my back against the locker. She wasted little time putting a hand on Leslie's breast.


"Strip for us, bitch. Make us want you." she said with a smirk.

"I'm not afraid of you. You can't make me."
I replied, trying to go against the fear I felt. I quickly realized that I should comply, as Janey took out a switchblade.

"Suit yourself. We'll just cut your clothes off of you and let you crawl home naked."

I gave one last look at Leslie, who didn't even make eye contact. Slowly, I began unbuttoning my pink blouse. Eventually, I dropped the piece of clothing, revealing my heavy mounds, encased in a flimsy white bra.

"Please..."
I say, pleading to get out of this.
 
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JaneyRuth

"You earn the right to wear sexy clothes around here, bitch. You start naked. You work your way up, piece by piece."

Julie can't believe what she's hearing. JaneyRuth draws very close. Her electricity seems to envelope Julie, invading her space, taking control of her.

"Keep going, until Leslie says to stop."

Julie once again looks pleadingly at Leslie. She gasps. She sees that Leslie has stripped down to her shoes and panties. And she's taking a black, strapon girlcock from her bookbag.

SLAPP!! A hard smack on her tit. It leaves a mark.

"I said, keep going, bitch."
 
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I watched in horror as Leslie stripped down herself, taking out...oh god. Suddenly, I yelped in pain as Janey slapped my breast hard.

"I said, keep going, bitch."

The pain still echoing through my body, I began to undoing my tight jeans and taking off my shoes. I wished with all my might that someone would save me from this but I already knew that no one would come to my rescue.
 
Julie's clothes and shoes in a little pile on the cold locker room floor. Julie stands shivering, her hands covering her pussy.

JaneyRuth, in her black jeans and silver chain belt, smirks. Leslie, now naked, the girlcock resting on the bench, licks her lips.

JaneyRuth takes a dog collar from the pocket of her leather jacket. She tosses it to Leslie.

"Collar her. And do her like we did that Mexican cunt."

JaneyRuth takes out her cellphone, punches in a number and walks away to make a call. Leslie approaches Julie, unsnaps the collar. Julie shakes her head...
 
Here I was, now standing helplessly naked. I tried my best to cover up my shaved pussy and I could tell that this was going to get even worse. After all, there was Janey smirking as Leslie licked her lips. Janey left to make a call; what for, I had no idea.

Before leaving, however, she gave a command to Leslie:

"Collar her. And do her like we did that Mexican cunt."

She then left as Leslie approached me with a dog collar.

"Please..." I said "Don't do it! Please let me go!" I said, shaking my head but instead felt a slap and the collar was soon around my soft neck.
 
Leslie

(we need someone to play Leslie)

Against the wall, a line of toilet stalls without doors. Across from the stalls, a massive gang shower. A jumble of pipes running over, under, around and through the shower area.

Julie stands shaking under a pipe running horizontally just above the showers. Leslie has duct-taped her wrists over her head, Her lips have been duct-taped. Inside her mouth, she can taste her cumm and pee on her thong.

Leslie finshes duct-taping her ankles wide apart on the handle of a push broom. Leslie stands, nervously reaches out, touches Julie's cunt. It's as if she's touching a beautiful work of art. She draws her hand back abruptly, as if afraid to go any further.

JaneyRuth enters, smiles approvingly at Leslie's handiwork.

"I called Miss Stocks. She's coming down. She wants to see the bitch."

Leslie laughs. JaneyRuth takes a deerskin flogger and a rattan switch from her bookbag.

Julie thinks, "Miss Stocks? Isn't that the girls tennis coach?"
 
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