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Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Callie (nc, teen), Ch.4
Date: Sat, 8 Apr 2000 02:11:19 -0400
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The contents of this story are of sexual nature and may involve blackmail,
bondage and non-consensual sex involving teenagers. Anyone who may be offended
by this kind of stuff please do not read.
All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or
dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. If
you are under legal age PLEASE DO NOT READ.
Again comments and suggestions are welcome, and thanks everyone for their
comments on the first two chapters.
Callie (nc, teen)
(C) 2000 by Roadrunner
IV.
I was a total wreck after that horrible evening. I stayed in and put the
phone on the hook, fearing that Stacy would call me. I know it's kinda stupid,
I mean she's my neighbor and we go to the same school, how can I possible
run away from her? Anyway, she left me alone, and I was feeling a lot better
when Monday morning came. Before I went to the shower, I took of my clothes
and looked at myself in the mirror. Most of the bruises were gone, and my
pussy and asshole no longer felt sore. I thought about the whole thing and
felt it was pretty incredible, me being screwed by several guys, and three
of them were taking me at the same time! I closed my eyes and imagined again
what it was like to be blindfolded, and also the feeling of cum shooting
up inside me, or on my face, my breasts...
I was shocked by my thoughts. Immediately I opened my eyes, ran into
the shower and turned it on. I decided to go to school. I didn't know what
else to do. I mean, go to school, hang out, this is the only kind of life
I know! I couldn't just run away from all that. Maybe Stacy would forget
about the whole thing and we could still be friends, but I'd never forgive
Barry. I hate him!
I went to school and carefully avoided Stacy for the whole day. I just
didn't want to face her and be reminded of the whole thing. I hanged out
with my classmates during lunch and after school, avoided going anywhere
near her class and looked carefully around me before approaching the lockers.
It seemed not that difficult. What's really hard was the boys. I mean, from
the minute I walked into the school, I couldn't stop thinking which ones
of the guys there had fucked me that evening. I knew one of them was Mark,
so I guess the others were probably from our school, maybe they're all
seniors, I don't know. But whenever a guy as much as glanced at me I would
wonder if it was him, whether he recognized me, or maybe he was actually
told who I was. The feeling was terrible.
Anyway, the day was finally over. I chatted with my friends for a while,
and then we decided to leave. I was walking across the parking with my
friend Angela lot when I heard someone called my name from far away. "Hey
Callie," Angela asked me, "is that girl over there calling your name?" "No,
" I said nervously, "let's go, and don't look!" I started walking really
fast, dragging Angela behind me.
We walked together for a while but soon we had to go in different directions.
I was almost home when Stacy's car pulled up next to me.
"Hey, slut!" Stacy yelled at me and blew the horn. I was shocked when
I saw that her entire gang was in the car. "Wh--what?" I asked stammering.
"Why didn't you answer me when I called you!" "What?" I was trying to pretend
that I didn't hear her, but she was having none of that. "Cut that crap,
cunt! I know you heard me! Now get in the car!" I was still hesitating
when one of the girls sitting in the back opened the door. "Didn't you hear
what Stacy said? She said get in, cunt!" Marybeth said as she grabbed my
arm and dragged me in. I was stunned that she would be talking to me like
that. Marybeth and two other girls were sitting in the back and it was really
cramped. But instead of squeezing me in, the three of them pushed me onto
the floor of the car.
"Hey!" I yelled, "what---Ugh!" I choked as one of the girls kicked me
heavily in the stomach, and together they started kicking me and stumping
on me. "Ouch! Ah!" I was totally defenseless, and in the end all I could
do was to cover my head with my arms and tried to curl up. "Okay, that's
enough!" I heard Stacy said. "And you, cunt! You shut up and lie still!"
I was scared and in pain, so I did what she said. I buried my head in my
arms, bit my lip and tried not to cry. Jill was sitting near my head. She
lifted a foot and placed it on my cheek, and all the girls laughed. I didn't
dare to do anything, and she just used my head as a footrest until the car
finally stopped.
"Okay, let's get the slut out!" Stacy shouted, and when they dragged
me out of the car I saw that we were outside my home. Two of the girls dragged
me to the door and told me to opened it. I did and they pushed me inside.
"Ouch!" I yelled as I hit the floor, but they totally ignored it. Instead,
I was dragged by my ponytail into the living room, and threw on the floor
again. "Ouch! What's, what's this all about?" I whimpered as I tried to
get up.
"So she's still pretending! That little slut!" Jill snapped as she came
over and slapped me. "We know what you have done, cunt!" Marybeth said.
"Wh--what did I do?" I asked as I sat on the floor, rubbing my reddened cheek.
"Did it hurt, slut?" Jill said, "you should have know better when you screwed
our boyfriends!"
"What?" I was stunned. The guys who fucked me last Saturday were their
boyfriends! "We know what kind of little slut you are! You like stealing
other girls' boyfriends! Stacy told us all about it!" "Wait!" I pleaded,
"let me explain! I was forced!" "Liar!" Marybeth yelled as she came over,
grabbed my ear and pulled. "We saw the photos! You're having such a good
time! You were licking the cum on your lips you slut!" "Ouch! Ah! Ah!" I
cried out in pain. I wasn't sure if they really thought I wasn't forced,
maybe they were just jealous that their boyfriends had sex with me, and
were unwilling to accept that those guys took the initiative. Whatever the
case was, there was no way I could argue with them. I was slapped, pinched,
my hair was pulled, until finally I collapsed on the floor, sobbing.
"I'm sorry!" I pleaded, "please, stop! Please!" "This will teach you
about trying to steal our boyfriends!" Sandy said as she kicked me in the
ass. "You think you're hot, huh? You wanna be a model? How do you like your
look now!" Marybeth hissed as she grabbed my T-shirt and tried to drag me
towards the mirror. The T-shirt torn, and they all laughed. Together they
began tearing at my clothes, and soon I was totally naked. I crouched down
and trying to cover myself with my arms. "What?" Jill scolded, "you're embarrassed?
Don't you like to show off your body?" She pushed and I fell onto my hands
and knees, and she began pushing me around. Then suddenly she began spanking
me real hard. "Aw! Aw! Ah!" I couldn't suppress my cries and I struggled
madly to avoid her blows, but Marybeth and Pam held me tightly by my shoulders.
Jill kept spanking me until she said her hand was sore, and I felt like
my ass was on fire. Sandy took her place and began spanking me again, then
it was Pam's turn. Smack! Smack! The spanking went on. By this time I wasn't
cry out anymore. I was in so much pain for so long that all I could do was
to weep quietly. I thought my pain would never stop. After what seemed like
ages, Pam finally stopped.
"Oh, oh, oh..." I whimpered, gasping for breath. Then I felt Pam's hand
touched my tortured buttocks, and my whole body jumped in fear. She laughed,
and her hand slid down to between my legs and felt my pussy. I was shocked,
but I was also scared that Marybeth and Stacy would take their turns to
spank me more, so at least Pam was now keeping me "occupied". "Hey, Pam!
What are you doing?" Jill yelled, "you're disgusting!" "Look!" Pam answered,
"she's wet! This slut is getting excited when we spank her!" I didn't know
if that was true, but now that she mentioned it, I did feel a tingling in
pussy as she continued to rub my lips gently. As all the girls watch in
silence, Pam continued to finger me. I didn't know why, but I didn't try
to struggle or anything, I just remained passively on all fours and let
her toy with my pussy. The sensation was becoming stronger and stronger,
until finally I couldn't hold it any longer and began squirming uncontrollably.
"God what a slut!" Sandy exclaimed. "See? I told you!" Stacy said snickering.
I felt ashamed but I didn't care. I lowered my head, closed my eyes and
waited for that powerful orgasm to strike me. As they urged, Pam began rubbing
me faster and faster, and I began moaning, and soon I began to come. I moaned
and wriggled so hard that they had to hold me down again. Waves after waves
of pleasure took me until Pam finally stopped. When she did, I collapsed
onto the floor, exhausted.
Pam then sat down on the chair in front of me and grabbed my chin with
her hand. "Come here, you little slut!" she hissed. As I struggled to get
up, she pressed her fingers into my mouth so that I could taste my own juices.
"You like that taste don't you?" She cooed, "come here and get some more!"
she said as she hiked up her skirt. I could see a wet patch at the center
of her panties. Quickly, she grabbed the waistband of her panties and pushed
it down her ankles. Then she lifted one foot out of her panties and spread
her legs. "Pam!" Marybeth exclaimed, "what are you doing?" But Pam ignored
her. "Come here, you little slut! I'm sure you like the taste of pussy as
well! Come here and lick it you little bitch!" she hissed as she dragged
me closer until my nose touched her pussy. It was very wet and my nostrils
were filled with her odor. I was shocked and repulsed, and I tried to pull
back. "Lick it, slut!" Pam said in a threatening tone, "or we'll spank you
again! All of us!" My ass still hurt and I thought I would die if they spank
me against. So I closed my eyes in disgust and stuck out my tongue. Yuck!
I thought as my tongue touched Pam's wet lips.
"Harder you stupid little cunt!" Pam hissed as she grabbed my hair and
pulled me closer. She was practically pressing my face against her pussy.
"Harder! Yes, that's it! Lap it up you little bitch!" She continued to shout
verbal abuses at me as I reluctantly licked her pussy. She kept pressing
my face against her and soon my nose was all wet with her juices. The other
girls all watched this in silence. Soon Pam began to grind her pussy against
my face and I knew she was coming. She locked her legs around my head so
hard that I thought I was going to suffocate. Then finally she spasms subsided
and she released me from her leg-lock, and she just lay on the chair, panting.
Then she smiled contentedly as she put her panties back on. "The little
slut ain't bad, you gals wanna try?" She asked in a lazy voice. I was still
on my hands and knees, trying to catch my breath. When Pam said this, I
looked at all the others in horror. "Hell no!" Marybeth said. "Oh, well,
why not," Stacy said as she said down on the couch. "Come here, slut!"
she said giggling as she took off her jeans and panties. I knew it was useless
for me to beg, especially when it was Stacy, so I crawled to her until my
head was between her legs and began licking. Stacy was trying to get the
other girl to make me lick them too, and she kept telling them how good
I was, and how a slut like me must be enjoying it. But I hated every minute
of it.
After Stacy had come, I had to lick Sandy, then Jill. Marybeth still
wouldn't do it, so I was spared at least one more humiliation. "Well," Stacy
said after I had licked Jill to orgasm, "since the slut has done such a
good job, why don't we give her a reward? Listen slut, we'll allow you to
fuck our boyfriends, but you have to make it up to us! From now on, your
ass is ours, is that clear?" Marybeth and Jill looked a bit shocked at this,
but both Sandy and Pam cheered, and the two finally agreed. "I just asked
you a question, slut! I said is that clear!" Stacy asked me again and kicked
my thigh. "Oh, y--yes, yes!" I answered, whimpering.
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