Amy and Ash
 

Hey guys, I've been writing this one for a few months now on a different forum, but the weird layout there makes it difficult to follow, so I'll put it here as well.

Amy couldn't believe her luck. She had received a text from Jack, probably the hottest boy in class, inviting her round. Amy was blonde, petite, slim but with a nice round ass. She had thought Jack was way out of her league, but a few weeks ago they had hooked up in a club, one thing led to another and they had ended up sleeping together. She hadn't heard from him since, but tonight's text was inviting her round. Okay, so it's a booty call - so what? He was dating Ashley, your typical cheerleader type, but that didn't matter to Amy. Tonight was about her and Jack.

She arrived at his dorm room and knocked, and found the door to be unlocked. She walked on in. There was a sign in the hall on which "BACK IN 5 MINS - MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE" had been hastily scrawled. Fair enough she thought, and made her way to his room.

Amy opened the door and reached for the light switch. Suddenly she felt a hand grab her wrist, and then another! At least two people roughly manhandled her towards the bed, forcing Amy down on her back. She felt cold steel against her wrists, and heard a click as the handcuffs snapped shut, tying her to the bed. She struggled, but it was useless.

Then the lights came on, and Amy found herself staring at Ashley and her friend Pam. Ashley looked a strange mixture of pleased and pissed off.

"Hello Amy. Thanks for coming so soon. I wasn't sure if you'd ignore my text or not." She held up Jack's phone. Amy got a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach.

"Ash, it's not what you think. I…."

"Oh it's exactly what I think, Amy. I was going through Jack's phone, cos I don't trust him, and found THIS." Ashley held the phone to Amy's face. It was a text of Amy's breasts in a revealing bra, that she had sent him after the night together. On seeing the image, Amy's face went beet red. Ash continued - "So yeah, that's your pretty little titties. Nice picture, very sexy. The problem is, we can't really see your face in it. In fact, we can't see enough at all. You have a very sexy body Amy. I think you should definitely show off more of it. Then we can take more photos to send to people."

"Please Ash, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, it won't happen again."

"SHUT UP" cried Ash. "I know it won't happen again, you pathetic little girl. Not after tonight."

Amy tried kicking to get out of this situation, but Pam sat down on her legs, pinning her flat. Ash climbed onto Amy's waist.

"Now, let's start with the titties. Your photo was a bit blurry, lets see if we can get another one. Oh, but first…." And with that, she picked up a sock from the floor and pushed it into Amy's mouth. Amy tried to shout, tried to squirm, but she was helpless. Ash grabbed the bottom of Amy's blue top. It was figure hugging, showing off the roundness of her cute C cup breasts. Ash yanked the top up to Amy's chin, then right over her head all the way to the handcuffs, exposing Amy's bra. She had chosen a pink bra with a little white bow on it, not knowing that this would subject her to mocking ridicule from the 2 girls holding her captive.

"Ha, nice bra for a little girl!" cackled Ash as she snapped away merrily with the camera phone. Pam was laughing too, goading Ash on. "However, it's not nearly as revealing as the one in your photo, so lets try and go one better. Pam - scissors"

Amy was aghast as Pam handed Ash the scissors. Ash placed the blades in the centre of the bra, and with one snip the bra fell to the sides, and Amy's perky boobs were exposed. Am tried to cry out, but the sock was preventing her. Ash began snapping photos of the helpless girl, making sure to get her face in the shot as well as her exposed breasts.

"Hey, they are really nice, aren't they Pam" cackled Ash, whilst playfully slapping Amy's boobs, making them jiggle and dance for the camera. Pam nodded in agreement. Pam's sycophantic nature pissed Amy off even more.

"But you know what - I'm bored of these tits. What else you got, Amy? What you hiding under these jeans?" Amy's heart sank as Ash slowly reached down to the top of her jeans. Ash noticed the panic-stricken expression. "Oh, don't give me that look. You deserve every second of this." She unclasped Amy's belt, and pulled it completely out. "This might come in handy later", she mused out loud, and put it to one side. Her hads moved back to the jeans, and gently undid the button. Ash then held on to the zipper and puled down. The very top of Amy's panties came into view. They were also pink, with a lacy trim.

"Oooooh, wearing some '... me' panties are we? Let's see some more" cried Ash, as she grabbed onto the waist if the jeans and pulled down. In a flash, Amy's tight jeans were at her knees, and her pink lacy knickers were on full show. They were a good size too small, and just barely concealed her most private area. Her pale white legs started to tremble.

"Hey, she's shaking!" cooed Pam, breaking her silence, an the two girls laughed. "Oh, are you afraid Amy? Or do you LOVE it? I KNOW you like sending sexy photos. I've seen one. So what's changed now? Pam, take her jeans off!" Pam manoeuvred and roughly tore the jeans from Amy's legs, leaving her in her pink undies and black socks. Ash continued to take photos with her phone, getting Amy from her knees up, face beet red with humiliation, bare chest on show, her skimpy panties the only thing preserving her modesty.

"Listen Amy, I'm going to ungag you now. And I don't want you to make a sound, ok? Or else this gets a whole lot worse." Amy didn't understand how it could get much worse, but she thought she'd better comply with Ash's orders. "I need to make an example of you. I need people to know that it's not okay to cheat and steal from me. I need you to TELL people not to, understand?"

Amy nodded, relieved to have the sock removed from her mouth. Ash held the phone to Amy's face, recording a video. "OK little Amy, tell them! Tell the people what you did and how you've been punished!"

Amy, just wanting the ordeal to be over, started to speak "Ok Ash, okay! I slept with your boyfriend, and this is what happens to people who do that".

Ash just shook her head. "No, no, no, it's not good enough. Not good enough at all. There's no FEELING in that. I want to see tears, I want to KNOW you're sorry. I told you Amy, you're an example! Pam, turn her over." Pam got off Amy's knees and flipped her over onto her stomach. Her tiny pink undies really showed off the curves of her round little bottom. "Ok Pam, that's good, now spank the b*tch! Spank her hard!" Amy's eyes widened in fear, and Pam raised her hand high. Ash held the camera so that Amy's face was visible, but her nearly naked butt was clearly on show. Pam brought her hand down, and Amy flinched hard as her cheeks wobbled from the impact. Pam spanked her again, and again, and Amy finally felt tears stinging her eyes. As they rolled down her cheeks, Pam continued to spank and Ash laughed. "OK Amy, it's your big moment! Tell all! Cry for me!"

In between flinches from the impact of Pam's hand on her derriere, Amy tried to speak. The tears were flowing now. "My name is….[whack]…..Amy, and I am a cheater……..[whack]……..and I am being………[whack]…….punished for it."

Ash was in fits of giggles now. "What else little baby? What's your punishment?"

"I am having my……..[whack]…….bottom spanked…..[whack]……like a little girl…….[whack]…….and I deserve it" Amy blurted out between sobs. Her ass was stinging now, and must have been red. She realised Pam had started to use her own belt for the spanking. Ash held the camera up for a special close up of Amy's bum. She pulled the panties right down to get a better look. Amy's last hope was gone, and she was totally exposed, not a stitch to cover her naked form. Her pale white skin contrasted with her bright red bottom, quivering from the abuse, all of it caught on camera.

Amy lay still for a while, eyes closed. When she opened them, her tormentors were gone, and she was alone in the room. Still handcuffed, still stark naked, but at least alone. She breathed a sigh of relief. She lay for a little while, but was startled by some loud noises, voices. It was Jack! She could hear him! He would rescue her! But wait, he wasn't alone - she could her lots of voices.

Outside, Jack fumbled for his keys. He was having a great time with his buddies. The five of them were having a right laugh at the pub, until Ash had texted him and told him to go home straight away and bring his friends. She said she had left them all a big surprise.

Inside, Amy shifted, trying to somehow cover everything, to no avail. Naked as the day she was born, bare bottom scarlet from a spanking, she lay helpless on the bed.

The door opened.

Hey
 

Hey I loved that thanks for posting

Fantastic story mate hope it is intended to be a series cause it's excellent.

I've been following this on the TEEN GIRL PANTSING / STRIPPING PRANKS & GAMES story board and thoroughly enjoying it despite the awkward layout on the new board. Luckily Dan's just changed that format today so it should be easier to follow things from now on, though I'm glad you've decided to post it here as well - the more places the better as it's really very good!

The door had opened.

Even now, months after it happened, Amy still found herself flashing back to that night of utter humiliation. Stripped, spanked and degraded, Jack and his friends had opened the door to find Amy naked and helpless, handcuffed face down on the bed. She had buried her face in the pillow, but could not hide her glowing red cheeks. She could still hear Jack gasping, and his friends erupting with gales of laughter.

Sitting in class, flashing back to that night, she sniffed back tears. But time had passed, and with each day her anger had grown. She was normally a strong, confident 18 year old. How could she have let two classmates dominate her like that? The only thing stopping her from taking revenge was the knowledge that so far, Ash had not shown anyone the video. The video of Amy crying as she suffered a bare ass spanking. Thank heavens for small mercies! If anyone had seen it, she would surely have known. Gossip like that would spread like wildfire around the school. No, Ash must have so far kept the video to herself.

The bell rang, signalling the end of one class, and the beginning of another. Next up, PE. Great, her least favourite subject. Was it even a subject?


2. Amy and her class shuffled along the corridor towards the changing rooms. She was busy chatting with her best friend Jo, when she spotted the previous class finishing up and heading in to the changing rooms first. There she was, Ashley, front and centre, commanding all the attention as usual. She was wearing a tight white t shirt and little shorts. Amy couldn't believe Ash was allowed to wear them. They were the kind of shorts where if Ash was to bend over, her butt cheeks would be on display. But not as much as Amy's had been, when she…… oh, try and forget it, thought Amy.

Amy entered the changing rooms. The other class was heading into the showers after their hockey lesson. It was at that moment that Amy hatched a plan. A risky plan, but a plan nonetheless. Because over there, in the corner, was Ash's bag.

"Jo, cover me" Amy whispered to her friend. Jo was the only person Amy had told about the ordeal. Jo was tall, with a nice tan and a gorgeous body. Amy herself of course was very attractive, and never had any problem with the boys, but always secretly wanted Jo's tan and figure. Jo nodded, understanding instantly as she followed Amy's gaze. As Jo began fooling around and telling jokes, Amy put her bag next to Ash's, then surreptitiously started rummaging around in Ash's bag. Within seconds, she found what she was looking for. The phone. She slipped it into her pocket. Then, signalling to Jo, she furtively snuck out of the changing rooms. Minutes later, Jo followed her.

"What are you doing Amy? Hey, what are you grinning for?"

Amy's grin widened as she held up the phone. "Got it!"

Amy and Jo disappeared round the back of the school. Once positioned, Amy started going through the photos and videos. Then, she found them.
There were dozens of photos of Amy, stripped to the waist with a sock in her mouth, her breasts exposed. There were photos of her having her jeans pulled off, her panties exposed. And there it was, the piece de resistance, the video. Amy didn't need to hit play, she knew exactly how it had happened. She remembered it all to well. But yet for some reason she did, perhaps to remind herself that it had really happened. There was Amy, sobbing, buttocks quivering with each impact.

"My name is….[whack]…..Amy, and I am a cheater……..[whack]……..and I am being………[whack]…….punished for it."

"What else little baby? What's your punishment?"

"I am having my……..[whack]…….bottom spanked…..[whack]……like a little girl…….[whack]…….and I deserve it"

Amy felt the tears coming again, but held them back. She suddenly became very aware of Jo watching the video, mouth agape. Amy hit stop, and then delete.

"Oh god Amy, I'm so sorry. I can't believe these b*tches."

Amy nodded. "Well, it's deleted now. Let's smash this phone, whaddya say?"

Amy lifted the phone, ready to break it off the ground, when Jo grabbed her hand. "Wait, I've a better idea".


3. Pam was in the toilets when she received the text from "Ash".

GET HERE NOW. NEED TO SORT THAT b*tch OUT AGAIN. IN THE ALLEY BEHIND THE SCHOOL

Pam knew that Ash referred to everyone as b*tches, so she wasn't sure exactly who needed sorting out. But she was a loyal friend. You had to be a loyal friend to Ash. Ash was a loose cannon, you never knew when she was going to turn on you.

And so Pam left the latrines and went in search of Ash.

It was a beautiful sunny day, and Pam had dressed accordingly. She was bigger than her friend, but so were most girls. Pam had filled out well in the last couple of years, her chest an impressive D cup. Her ass was also pretty big, and Pam hated it. She wore a floaty white black skirt to try and hide it's size. On top she was clad in her school shirt and a thin cardigan. Her shirt was buttoned down several times, to display her ample cleavage. She walked down the alley with a swagger that belied her 18 years. And then she spotted Amy. She was up against the fence, arms behind her. Probably Ash tied her there, thought Pam. Brilliant! She had really enjoyed that night, and thought Amy deserved what she got. Were they going to do it again? In public!? Pam strode towards the seemingly helpless girl.

"Oh hi Amy, fancy meeting you here? Where's Ash? I presume she is coming back to help me deal with you." Amy just looked at her, silent. "You know, I really liked humiliating you that night, but I don't think we went far enough." She gently patted Amy on the cheek. "Maybe today, we really teach you a lesson?"

"What are you going to do with me?" asked Amy, her big eyes looking imploringly at Pam.

"Oh, I don't know yet. We're going to strip you. Yes, we're definitely going to strip you." Amy's eyes widened, and Pam laughed, loving her new role as chief tormentor. "Yeah, we're going to strip your little baby ass naked. Maybe leave you hanging here in the alley? Maybe we'll take you to the football field, give baby another spanking. How'd you like that, little baby?" Pam was running her finger down Amy's face.

"Please don't spank me again. Not on video"

"Haha, oh, it's ALL gonna be on video Amy. Are you gonna cry again? I'm not gonna stop till you cry again. You're going to have to BEG me to stop." Pam laughed out loud, then shook her head and softly said "You're never going to show your face round here again."

Amy started to smile, and looked Pam right in the eyes. "Thank you Pam, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. JO!"

One moment Pam was standing looking puzzled by this inexplicable turn of events, and the next moment she was on the ground. Jo had appeared from behind a hedge and tackled Pam right to the ground, winding her. Pam was wheezing and looked up at Amy, who pulled her untied hands from behind her back and slapped Pam right in the face. Pam lay there, holding her face. She started to cry. Amy looked at Jo, and Jo looked at Amy in sheer amazement. They had expected an epic confrontation, a knock down-drag out royal rumble of a fight. And yet a tackle and a slap later, there was Pam, seemingly subdued. Jo looked astonished.

"Wow………. really not so tough without Ashley, are you?"

Pam didn't look up. "Please, it's all her! She makes me help, I didn't want to strip you!" she pleaded.

"Is that so?" questioned Amy. "So what was that you were just saying? The stripping, the public spanking, the videos? Ash make you say that did she?"

Pam was speechless, and just continued crying.

"Okay Pam" said Jo, "why not make this easy for us all? Stand up!" she commanded.

On wobbly legs, Pam got to her feet. She looked at Jo, so athletic and toned. She couldn't even think about fighting Jo, let alone Jo AND Amy. Pam was not a bright girl, and needed Ash around to tell her what to do. What would Ash do? Would she fight? She probably would.

"Strip!" bellowed Jo.

Pam was so confused and scared, that she started to strip. Jo and Amy looked at each other again, amazed it was going so well. Pam slowly pulled off her cardigan, and let it dangle from her hands. Amy pulled out her phone and started recording. At the sight of the phone, Pam realised what was happening, and panicked. She started to walk backwards, then tried to break into a run. Jo easily caught her, and Pam lashed out, catching Jo on the chin. It didn't faze her, but the look on her face sent shivers up and down Pam's spine. Jo grabbed her by the collar and pushed her against the wall.

"Don't……do……that" she growled at Pam. And with that, she held onto either side of Pam's school shirt, and tore it open. Then walked backwards. Amy resumed filming. Pam's bra was revealed. It was black, but quite large and supportive for her big boobs.

"STRIP" said Jo in a voice that even frightened Amy.

Pam looked down at her shirt. It was ruined, Jo had pulled most of the buttons off when she tore it open. It came off very easily indeed, leaving her in her skirt and bra. She shook her head at Jo, and Jo nodded back.

"The skirt."

"Please, I…"

"THE SKIRT"

Pam did a cartoonish gulp, and turned her skirt round to find the zipper. Amy filmed it all with relish. Payback sure felt good.

Pam undid the zipper, and the black skirt fell freely to the concrete, revealing her red granny panties. She usually wore big panties because of her big butt, as she was always afraid of her skirt blowing up in the wind and giving everyone a show of her volumous cheeks. Well, it wasn't going to do her any good now, was it? Suddenly, Pam started crying again, in muffled sobs. If she was looking for sympathy, she wasn't going to get it.

"Wow, that's some huge underwear there…" cackled Jo, really warming to the task. "Tell you what Pamela - we were going to strip you naked, but if you dance for us now, we won't".

Pam looked at Jo. "Dance? What do you mean?" Jo just stared back. Pam knew this was her only chance, and started to meekly sway and move her head.

"No, no, no, not like that. Like an egyptian! Dance like an Egyptian would!"

Pam shook her head, and tried to dance like that, moving from side to side, waving her arms. She had no idea what she was doing. Moreover, the dancing was causing her breasts to sway and bounce. Oh if only Ash were here!

Jo was in hysterics now. "Okay, twerk for us! Twerk, you jerk!"

Pam turned round and bent over. Amy laughed, "ho boy, that's one big fat ass! Shake it for us!"

Pam started jiggling her ass for them, and her granny panties were no match for her wiggling cheeks, which wobbled around like jello. Jo walked up, drew one hand back and let rip with a stinging spank to Pam's panty clad backside. Pam straightened up, and Jo immediately pushed her head back down. "Who told you to stop twerking? Carry on!" The degraded girl resumed her show for Amy's camera phone, half heartedly shaking her ass. Jo spanked her again. "Twerk! Twerk dammit!" cried Jo, then helped Pam out by grabbing the waistband of her panties and pulling them up in a wedgie. She wiggled the undies a bit to help with the twerking, but when Pam started squealing in horror at the wedgie, Jo simply continued to lift up and up. Pam's knickers were big, and so as Jo pulled they just continued to rise, disappearing right into the crack of Pam's big bum. Slowly but surely, the once modest panties crept up, revealing pale white dimpled skin, inch by inch. Jo had the waistband almost up at Pam's neck by the time they completely vanished right up the crack, creating a ridiculous oversize thong. Pam's most hated part of her body, her big plump rump, was there for all to see. The sun was shining on it, and it looked like the first time it had ever seen the sun.

Amy couldn't believe her eyes. "Hang on Jo, I gotta zoom out to get that fat ass in shot. I need a wide angle lens for this thing!"

"I know, her ass is so fat it's trying to eat her panties!" Jo slapped her open hand across Pam's butt, causing sizeable vibrations across it. "Bad butt! Don't eat Pam's panties!"

Pam could barely even hear them now, she was just shaking her head. She was vaguely aware of her bra being unclasped and slipped off over her arms, before being discarded in the rest of the pile. Jo turned her round to face the camera. Freed from their lacy prison, her breasts dangled in the midday sun, every second captured on film by Amy.

"Okay fatass, look into the camera." demanded Amy. Pam did so. "Now read this, and read it correctly, or else your panties are coming off too. Okay?"

Pam nodded. Amy held up a sheet of paper that had been crudely scrawled on whilst her and Jo had concocted their revenge scheme. Pam squinted into the sun and began to read, slowly, and with fresh tears stinging her eyes.

"My name is Pam, and I am a b*tch. I was very naughty, and I have been punished. If I am very good from now on, no one will see this video. But if you are watching this now, then I have been naughty again, and this is my punishment. I am sorry you had to see my stupid fat ass, and my stupid tits. Bye bye". Her head dropped as she sobbed, the sobbing making her chest heave up and down.

Amy couldn't believe it, but she felt sorry for this humiliated, near naked girl. A girl who had taken pleasure in debasing Amy, hurting her, trying to destroy her. The thoughts came flooding back, and she remembered Pam whipping Amy's exposed buttocks with her own belt, and she felt the rage inside her rise up again. She handed the phone to Jo. "You're really pathetic, you know that?" she shouted at Pam, slapping her ass. Pam barely even tried to defend herself. It was too late for that. "Without your queen bee around, you're just nothing, aren't you?" She smacked Pam's cheeks again, then slapped her across the chest. "Jo, help me out here."

Amy had taken hold of the waistband of the wedgie and was pulling Pam towards the fence. It had large spikes across the top, and was about 6 foot off the ground. Jo knew what to do. The athletic girl used all her might to lift Pam up towards the railings, and Amy hooked the legholes through the spikes, one for each. Then Jo let go. Pam's eye's bulged and her mouth dropped open, but she didn't make a sound. Amy and Jo had just delivered the final blow, a brutal hanging wedgie. Pam was a big girl, but those were some big panties. They might hold for quite a while. Amy started filming again. She moved the camera from Pam's shocked face to her crotch. The wedgie was a big one, and as Pam was leaning forward into it, it was giving her a serious frontal wedgie. Her thick dark bush was clearly visible at both sides. Pam tried to cover herself, but she couldn't fight gravity. The more she moved, the more the panties slipped up her pussy. Pam groaned, and Jo and Amy were unsure if it was pain or pleasure.

She hung there for a while as Amy filmed. Pam, 18, hanging by her now ultra skimpy knickers, exposing pubic hair and more, her huge bare breasts damp with sweat and tears, in the middle of the alley behind the school. She had been made to dance in her undies, she had been ridiculed, spanked, wedgied, the works. And all of it captured on film. Pam was defeated. Destroyed.

"Well Jo, guess we'd better go now" said Amy, gathering up Pam's clothes. She looked at Pam. "You want these? You want your clothes back?"

"please" begged Pam. "Please, I beg you, please let me down. Give me my clothes, please".

"Ha, so who's begging who now, princess? You'll get down. Eventually. Those undies can't hold that full moon forever." Amy reached behind Pam and grabbed a handful of Pam's exposed white butt. "I would guess you'll be up there for at least an hour though. Them panties is strong!" she guffawed.

Jo smiled, taking the clothes from Amy. She threw them over a wall. "An hour huh, Amy? That IS unfortunate timing."

"Wh….wh……what do you mean" asked Pam.

"well, look at the time, fatass. Look - at - the - time." Jo held her watch up to Pam's face, but she needn't have. Because before she could see it, she heard the school bell ring. It was hometime.

Pam shook her head over and over - "No……no…….not this! Anything but this! oh god please don't! let me down!"

Amy and Jo turned and walked away.

After all, in a minute or so, this alley would be SWARMING with kids on their way home from school.

Thanks for the positive feedback guys, yeah it's a series, my first one ever, I'll post all the chapters here then will get round to writing the very final one.

To say it had been the talk of the school would be an understatement.

Ashley had left school in a rage, upset that her phone had been stolen. She was so angry she had almost missed the commotion in the alley, but decided to see what all the noise was about. She barged her way through the crowd, and found Pam dangling by her underwear. She had both hands cupped over her crotch to hide her almost fully exposed pussy, and her breasts were uncovered. It seemed everyone in the crowd was filming her. Some people were taking selfies with the poor girl.

Pam noticed Ash and cried out to her. "Help me! Please! Make them stop taking photos!"

Ash told people to stop, but to no avail. This was too good an opportunity to miss! One guy climbed the fence so he could get a good shot of Pam's big ass. Ash ran to her friend, although deep down inside we was secretly amused to see someone humiliated like this. Ash grabbed Pam around the waist and started to lift her up. Ash, however, was no Jo in the strength department. Ash had a similar stunning figure, with the nice boobs and round bubble butt, but was a bit more petite. And so, after lifting Pam a good 6 inches, her back gave out and she let Pam go. It seemed to happen in slow motion for the assembled throng - Pam dropped back down into the wedgie with such force, people couldn't believe that her undies didn't just tear apart there and then! Pam's legs swung back through the bars, and she gently rocked back and forth. Her arms now hung by her sides, as she tried to recover from the impact.

"Oh MAN, someone needs to trim that bush"! someone shouted from the crowd. Everyone started laughing at Pam, including Ash this time. She couldn't help herself! Pam spotted this, and it was all just too much for her.

"Stop laughing at me! You're my friend! Help me out you stupid b*tch!" she cried, then instantly regretted it. Pam hated being called the 'b' word. But come on, this was forgivable, surely? "I'm sorry Ash, I didn't mea…."

Pam's apologies were cut short as she felt hands gripping her ankles. She looked down to see Ash had a hold of her legs. Ash smiled up at her. "Shouldn't have said that, sweetie."

She turned her head to the crowd. "Okay guys, listen up. Get your cameras ready. If I can't get Pam off the fence, maybe I can get her out of her panties?"

The crowd roared it's approval. Pam started trying to kick her legs free, but Ash held tight - and began to pull down. Pam's mouth opened, but no sound came out. There was just a look of sheer horror. Ash pulled down, and Pam's body was forced down into the panties, which now felt like they were cutting into her like razor wire. How could her best friend do this to her? She had been Pam's last hope of rescue. She looked out into the crowd for help. There was Tommy, who she had locked in his locker for an entire day. There was Mary, who Pam had poured soup over a few weeks ago. There was Chris, who's penis size she had mocked for weeks after seeing it. There was Teri, who Pam had held down whilst Ash coloured her face in with colouring pens.

"I deserve this" she said, almost inaudibly. Ash stopped pulling and looked at her.

"What did you say"

"I deserve this! I DESERVE THIS!" she roared. "And so do YOU!" she cried, pointing a finger at Ash. Ash suddenly felt a chill, as if Pam was casting a spell on her. Ash hated Pam at that moment.

"No you don't Pam" she said through gritted teeth. "You don't deserve THESE!", and with that, she attacked Pam's tightly stretched knickers, grabbing and tearing at them with both hands. The crowd just looked on in amazement at the ferocity of the attack. Pam's body was shaking under the attack, her breasts swaying hypnotically. But the panties just wouldn't give! Ash tried a new tactic - she grabbed Pam's wrists and pulled her forward until Pam was completely horizontal, facing the ground. She had given up resisting now. Then Ash lowered Pam's head towards the ground. Pam was now upside down, and started to slip out of her big undies, which now resembled a g string, towards the ground. This finally revealed the undisputed star of the show to the audience - Pam's big white bottom. Her most despised part of her body. Not even her boyfriend was allowed to see it usually. And now, here was the grand unveiling in front of all the boys and girls she had spent the last few years bullying and tormenting. No wonder no one was going to help her. Pam's legs were now slipping down through her underwear. In just a few seconds, she would be free. Free to run and hide and never see anyone ever again! But just as her ankles reached the panties, ash grabbed them. Pam didn't understand, but then realised she could feel motion up there. Ash was using the stretched undergarments to tie her there, upside down and starkers! She shook and shimmied to try to escape, but Pam was painfully aware of just how strong these scanties were.

Pam knew that for the rest of her school days, she would be seeing photos of her, stripped bare, hanging upside down, tied to a fence by her own big red granny panties. Her bountiful bare bottom proudly on display, wobbling and dimpled.

"Ta da!" Shouted Ash. "Just look at those cheeks. Mmmm-mmmmm. Your butt is so cute Pam, why do you hide it?" Come on guys, this is a once in a lifetime moment, get a photo of the lesser-spotted Pam-butt! Look, but don't touch please."

Several guys ran forward for photos, pretending to spank it and bite it.

"Alright everyone, get lost now!" ordered Ash. People looked disappointed, but few dared stand up to Ash. Look what she had just done to her friend! She slapped one girl, a pretty girl with glasses called Kate, across the face. "Hurry up - you want to end up like her, huh?" She grabbed Kate's skirt and tugged it up, briefly revealing her blue and white stripy nautical briefs. Kate shook her head and ran off.

Ash was left in the alleyway with Pam, still hanging like the prize catch of the day. Ash knelt down beside her. She started stroking Pam's hair. "I'm sorry Pam, but you know it had to be done, don't you? You disrespected me in front of everyone. My reputation is everything. I can't have plain faced girls with big fat asses disrespecting me in front of the school."

"Please Ash, let me down now" pleaded Pam.

"I will Pam, don't worry. But first tell me you know you deserved this."

Pam couldn't believe this. Deja vu? Why was Ash subjecting her to one final piece of humiliation?

"I……I…….deserved this. I disrespected you."

"And I showed you the error of your ways, didn't I?"

"Yes, Ash. I was…..out of line."

"That's good Pam. That's good." said Ash, patting Pam on one of her butt cheeks. She got up, and pulled out a small pair of scissors from her bag. She cut through Pam's binding, and her legs dropped down. She was finally free, although still without a stitch of clothing. Ash took off her jacket and put it round Pam's shoulders.

"Now tell me - who did this to you?"

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A month had passed since Pam had been found hanging on a fence by her panties.

As is so often the case, the student body had moved on to other things, much to Pam's relief. Of course, it would have been much worse had she not been part of Ash's gang, and so no one dared to ridicule her to her face. Yeah, sometimes she'd find a photo of the event stuffed in her locker, but few dared risk the wrath of Ash and her cronies.

And so Amy and Jo, and Ash and Pam were locked into a kind of stalemate. Both pairs were always ready for the other to spring a surprise attack, and were careful not to walk certain parts of town alone. Of course Ash was usually surrounded by several hangers on, but Amy and Jo were popular girls too and had so far managed to avoid any confrontation. Also, they had an advantage over Ash - patience. Ash was a bit of a spoilt princess, and hated the fact she was being made to wait to put a beatdown on the 2 girls.

And so it happened that one day, Ash lost her patience. And unfortunately for Kate Thomson, Ash ended up losing her patience with her. Kate was a very pretty bespectacled brown haired girl, who liked to keep to herself. She hated the bullying Ash, and so had been right at the front when Pam was being hung from the fence. That day, she had had her first run in with Ash, who had threatened her and flipped up her skirt, and slapped her in the face. Kate didn't know why Ash had chosen her for that attack, but her face seemed to stick in Ash's mind, for from that point on, Ash had targeted Kate for some bullying. Just light stuff, like knocking the books out of her hands, and things like that. Nothing too rough. So far.

And so one day, the final bell for school rang. Kate was going to be heading home, but popped into the ladies room before she left. There she found Justine from the year below, softly crying.

"Hey, what's wrong?" enquired Kate. Then she noticed Justine's bloody nose. Justine didn't look up. "What happened? Who did this to you?

"It doesn't matter" muttered Justine, picking herself up.

"It does so! Who was it? Was it Ash?" asked Kate. At the sound of the name, Justine's eyes lit up. "I knew it. That b*tch, just ignore her. Or better yet, fight back. She's not so tough."

Justine looked panicked, positively frightened, and bolted out the door. Kate shook her head. She entered a cubicle, and went about her business. As she did, she heard a flush from the cubicle next to her, but thought nothing of it. Then she heard an unmistakable voice.

"Hi Pam, what's up? Get to the PE toilets NOW, and bring the others."

Jo froze. It was Ash all right. It was Ash. There was a knock at the door of the stall.

"Heee-llooooooo?" coo-ed Ash. "Who's in there? You're going to have to come out soon."

Kate new she was in trouble, and also that reinforcements were coming. She had to act fast. She pulled up her jeans and fumbled for the lock, and opened the door.

No one was there. At least, she couldn't see anyone. She crept out and faced the door, only to see Ash blocking the escape route.

"Oh, it's you!" smiled Ash. "You just keep asking for trouble, don't you?"

"Listen Ashley, I'm really sorry. But you did hit her, didn't you?"

"Of course I did. And when I'm through with you, you're going to wish I'd just hit you in the face."

Kate could hear footsteps approaching outside. The sounds of several pairs of feet walking the corridor. She moved towards the door, and Ash blocked her. Then Ash swung a punch at Kate, ignoring the rule about never hitting someone with glasses. However, Ash missed and found herself temporarily off balance. Kate reacted by pushing Ash as hard as she could. Ash fell backwards and landed hard against the door, hitting her head. With Ash still in front of the door, Kate turned and ran towards the only other means of exit - the window! It was a small window, and only half open, but Kate was sure she could get through it. She HOPED she could get through it. Behind Ash, the door burst open, sending her sprawling face first onto the toilet floor. In came Pam and Hannah. Hannah was a slender blonde, but a notorious fighter. Pam saw Ash lying on the floor, and then Kate running to the window.

Kate leaped onto the radiator and, gripping the window frame, hauled herself up. She squeezed her shoulders through, then her chest. Her sweater caught on a nail or something, but the snag just caused a tear and didn't slow her down. What DID slow her down was her thighs. Halfway out into the early evening, Kate jammed her thighs into the frame, and stuck fast. She knew that with a bit of a wriggle, she could free herself. But by then it was too late, because Pam and Hannah were holding onto her ankles.

Kate felt sick to her stomach. What the hell had she done?

"Hold her there!" she heard Ash shout, then the door to the bathroom opened. A minute later Ash appeared outside in front of Kate.

"Hello, little lady. What's your name anyway?"

"K….K…..Kate" stammered the frightened girl.

"Hi Kate. Did you just call me a b*tch?"

"No, I meant someone else, please!"

"So, a liar too. Do you know what we do to liars round here Kate?"

Kate felt herself being pulled back in through the window, but only so far as her waist. Then she felt Hannah and Pam reaching through and grabbing her own arms, pulling them to her sides. Kate was now sticking out of the window, helpless in front of Ash. Ash slapped Kate across the face. Ash spotted the tear in Kate's sweater, and put her hand through it. She began to rip the garment right up the seams. It was only a thin fabric, and in seconds was torn off, leaving Kate in her white shirt. Ash looked around to see if anyone was coming, and was disappointed to see that there wasn't. She unbuttoned Kate's shirt anyway. Kate was trying to maintain a dignified silence, but now spoke up as she felt herself being stripped.

"Ash, don't do this. I'll do anything. Take my phone, take my money, but please don't take my clothes" she implored in an even tone.

Ash just smiled and pulled the shirt back over Kate's shoulders. Kate could feel one of the b*tches holding her there take the shirt and pull it right off. This left Kate in just her white bra on top. It was a very modest one, befitting Kate's good-girl personality. Ash was annoyed that Kate hadn't started crying yet. That always made her feel good. She sneered at Kate, slapped her again, and walked back towards the toilets.

The door opened again, and quickly Kate felt three pairs of hands going to work on her jeans. They were being roughly tugged down over her panty clad bottom, which was being revealed more and more with each pull. The jeans were tight over her hips (which got me stuck here in the first place, thought Kate), but she heard Ash squeal with delight when they fully came down. Kate could feel the jeans yanked off her feet, and then heard the laughter when the girls took a good look at her derriere. She was wearing white bikini panties, showing a bit of cheek, but not too much. If only they weren't emblazoned with My Little Ponys!

"Haha!"

"What the hell?"

"What is she, 7 years old?"

Kate felt herself going red with shame. This shouldn't be me, this should be that idiot Justine! she thought, then felt bad for thinking it.

"Okay Katie-pie……now the fun really begins!" cackled Ash.

Suddenly, the bathroom door burst open! Ash turned round. She couldn't believe who she was looking at....!

There stood Jo.

"Funny thing, Ash. I see a half naked girl sticking out a window, and I just KNOW you would be behind it. Put her down, now."

"Jo!" said Ash, smirking as usual. "What an unpleasant surprise. For you, anyway. I think we'll leave little Kate her for now." And with that, Ash pulled the window down further, and tightened the lock, trapping Kate tightly. Kate was half in, half out, stripped to her undies. Her little bottom and creamy white thighs were just hanging there. Her legs dangled limply. Her only hope now was Jo.

It was Pam's turn to speak up. "Don't you think you're a bit outnumbered here? It's 3 against 1!"

Jo smiled. "Well, I know you're no trouble. The whole school knows you're a pussy. In fact, the whole school has SEEN your pussy."

Pam looked livid. She felt the rage and humiliation building inside her. Jo looked at Ash next.

"And I can see that there's not much to you. You rely on others." then she looked at Hannah. "And you? Gimme a break. Ha, tell you what, guys. Let Kate go and I'll just strip Ash bare ass naked. You two can go. Everyone's seen your fat ass Pam, and no one wants to see your little titties, Hannah." This wasn't true, everyone wanted to see Hannah's tits. All the boys anyway.

Pam and Hannah looked at each other. Then Pam shocked Ash by walking away! She went and stood next to Jo.

"You know what Ash? You coulda helped me that day. You could have but you didn't and you made it worse!"

Jo chuckled. "Evens the odds a bit, don't you think?"

Kate wished see could see what was going on. She also really wanted to be back inside before someone passed and saw her in just her bra. It was a chilly day today, and she knew her nipples were rock hard and very visible.

Inside, Jo raised her fists. "Okay b*tches, let's go. Come o…….Ooooooft!"

Jo hit the ground, blindsided by a fist to the temple from Pam. Ash shrieked with laughter. Jo got back to her feet to see Pam aiming a kick at her - she reacted quickly, grabbing Pam's foot and lifting it as high as she could. Pam's black knickers briefly came into view as her leg was lifted up, until she could balance no more and fell backwards. But then Jo could hear Hannah running at her. Jo thought she could take Hannah on a normal day, but she was woozy from Pam's hit. In a flash, Hannah was on her like a wild woman. She thumped Jo in the stomach. Jo crumpled, doubled up and fell to her knees. This was not good. She looked for an escape route. There was the window, blocked by Kate's posterior. She turned to the door. Between her and the door was Pam. Pam was still lying on her back. Her skirt had flipped up, and now her panties were fully on show. The sight galvanised Jo, and she turned and grabbed the pockets of Hannah's light grey trousers, and yanked as hard as she could. Nothing happened. Hannah pushed her back to the floor, and lifted her shirt to reveal a large belt. Hannah grinned.

"These pants ain't goin' nowhere, toots."

Ash giggled. "Well, well, well, we have ourselves a situation here, don't we! Pick her up girls."

Jo felt dizzy, and for one of the first times in her life, scared. No, make that petrified. She had always been able to handle herself, but here she had left herself be tricked by Pam, and now she was going to be made to pay. She thought of what her and Amy had done to Pam, and shivered. Hannah and Pam lifted Jo under an arm each till she was on her knees in front of Ash.

Ash regarded her prey with contempt, then uttered the two words Jo was dreading.

"Strip her."

Ash pulled out her phone and started filming. This was going to be good. Jo had long black hair, a tan complexion and a body to die for. It was time to show the world. Hannah went to work on Jo's shirt, ripping it open much like Jo had done to Pam previously. Except Hannah did it slower, playing it up for the camera. The buttons came undone one by one, slowly revealing more and more skin. Jo's cleavage was now visible, and with the next *pop* her sky blue bra came into view. The next button revealed more bra for the camera, and then Hannah tore the remainder open and pulled it off quickly. Jo fought back tears as her entire chest was revealed. She realised her bra was very see through, her large dark nipples as clear as day. Pam reached down to the kneeling girl to find the clasp of her bra, but couldn't locate it. It must be on the front.

There was an eerie silence in the room as the stripping took place. Ash zoomed in for a close up as Pam's hand reached between Jo's large breasts and undid the clasp. Ash was rewarded with a shot of Jo's boobs spilling out of the bra, revealing all. Jo's tits were pure white, as she never tanned topless, which somehow made it all the worse. Pam, standing behind Jo, grabbed a handful of each breast, and gave a tight squeeze. Jo flinched.

Then she was hoisted by her captives to her feet. She still felt dizzy from the blow earlier, and felt the room swimming around her. She tried to focus, and did so by staring at Kate's little butt, still trapped in the window. Pam reached round to Jo's high waisted khaki pants and began to unbutton them, one at a time. It took several buttons to reveal anything exciting for Ash's camera, but eventually there was a flash of matching sky blue knickers. Jo was clearly well shaved down there, as her undies were absolutely tiny. The final button revealed a little bit more of them, before Jo felt her trousers being slid gently down her long, shapely legs. Hannah helped Jo step out of each leg, then kicked the trousers to the corner. Jo had never been so exposed. She had been beaten in a fight, and was now standing in front of 3 girls, her worst enemies in a state of near total undress. Her modesty was only protected by a tiny pair of blue briefs, which were cut very high over the buttocks, and dangerously low down in front. It was the sort of lingerie she would have worn when she was finally ready to give it up to a boy, but up till now no one had ever seen Jo in less than shorts and a t-shirt. That was all changing now. Ash stepped back to get it all in frame.

"Spin for me, darling. Turn round, I want to see it all."

Jo complied, although needed help to turn. The camera zoomed in on her ass. It was beautiful, like a juicy peach. Ash nodded at Pam, who began to pull her skimpy little panties down. It wasn't long before Jo's butt crack was seen, and more proof that she wore a bathing suit when tanning. Jo's quivering, bare white bottom was exposed to all. Her pale cheeks juxtaposed with her lithe, tanned legs, and Ash couldn't help but laugh.

"That's some white butt you got there, Jo. But we're not done with you yet!" Ash motioned with her head to the girls, and they marched Jo towards one of the stalls.

"No, no, NO, not that, please!" pleaded the athletic girl, as Pam and Hannah began to force her head down towards the bowl.

"How does it FEEL, huh?" chided Pam. "How does it feel to be the one getting humiliated?"

Ash followed behind. She loved the way Jo's bum bounced with each step. Then, as the girls bent her over towards the toilet, Ash caught quite the view of between her legs. She then moved into the cubicle next door, and climbed up on the seat to film a boards eye view of what was coming. Jo's long dark hair cascaded down her bare back as her face was pressed closer and closer to the toilet water. She was trying to resist, so Pam did something unexpected. She reached between Jo's legs, and gave her pussy a little squeeze. Jo gasped in surprise, and in that moment Hannah pushed her face right into the bowl and into the water.

"Give her a swirly!" cheered Ash!

Hannah was not one to upset Ash, and pulled the flush of the toilet. The water poured around Jo's face. Jo's bare legs started kicking, and Pam and Hannah let her go and doubled up in hysterics. Jo lifted her head and fell back to the floor, coughing and spluttering. Ash made sure to film the naked girl the whole time.

"I've an idea, let's dry her off!" suggested Hannah. Pam knew what she meant, and Jo was picked up again and carried towards Kate's ass, still covered by her childish knickers. Ash got a side on shot of Jo's face being pressed hard into Kate's butt. Kate's eyes opened wide outside. She had never felt someone's face pressed there before! She felt the pressure lifted for a moment, and she hung there limply, relieved. Then she felt cool air on her ass as her little undies were rudely stripped off her, and she was dangling butt naked. She could hear protestations from Jo, and then they became muffled as she felt Jo's face pushed in-between her bare cheeks! Kate's legs started quivering at the unusual sensation - she couldn't believe Ash was sticking Jo's face right into her butt!

Back inside, the girls went about their work. There was no laughter anymore, this was serious business. Jo had attacked one of their own, and for this reason must be destroyed. The dark skinned girl, with the tell-tale white boobs and butt, was released and sat down on the toilet floor. She no longer felt any shame. Just a furious, burning hatred.

"You know Jo, I was thinking." said Ash. "Those are some pretty skanky tan lines there. You should work on those. Get some sun, y'know? I was thinking, what about right now? What about we take you outside yeah? Let's go, girls!"

"What about me?" cried Kate? "Let me out, please!"

"You can stay there, I think. Don't worry, someone's bound to pass." said Ash smugly, giving Kate a hard spank for good measure. Kate's tight cheeks hardly moved from the slap.

Ash's pals lifted Jo again, and started to walk her towards the door. At that moment, the door opened, and in stepped the janitor! Pam and Hannah hurled the humiliated Jo at Mr Myers, and the 3 girls ran as fast as they could. They knew Myers would be somewhat preoccupied with his catch, and may not recognise them. Sure enough, it's not everyday a stunning nude 18 year old falls into your arms. Luckily, Mr Myers was not the perv that all the girls said he was. He took off his coat, and wrapped it round Jo without a word. He ushered her out towards the staff room.

"I'll get you some clothes from the PE room, okay? What happened in there?"

Jo said nothing. She was already plotting revenge.

Meanwhile, Kate, unaware of everything that had just happened, hung from the window, nude except for her white bra, a pale red hand print visible on her little naked bottom.

"Guys? Are you guys still there? Guys?"

She waited.

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High school graduation day was here. It was meant to be a wonderful day, the signalling of the passage from being a teenager to adulthood. The first bold steps into a brave new world, leaving behind childish behaviour. But for either Amy and Jo, or Ash, Pam and Hannah, it was to be one final day of torture and humiliation. To recap - Ash and Pam had stripped and spanked Amy. In revenge, Amy and Jo had stripped and wedgied Pam in front of the school. Ash, Pam and Hannah had then stripped Jo, put her head in the toilet and then shoved her face in another girls bottom. It was getting out of control. And both sets knew that time was running out to get revenge, real revenge, the kind that means someone will never show their face again.

And so to Graduation Day. The happiest day of a teenagers life. And for the boys there that day, it truly was a day none would ever forget. But let's not get ahead of ourselves….in fact, let's go back to a week before, which is when the trouble started afresh…..

"What do you think?" asked Amy to Rachel, her big sister. They were in the mall, and Amy had just emerged from the changing room modelling a stunning green dress she was planning for prom.

"You look beautiful. sis" replied Rachel. Rachel was taller than Amy, with long red hair. Amy smiled and twirled for her.

"I think this is the one" nodded Amy, pleased to have her sister's approval. This was the fifth shop they had been in, and had been wandering around the mall all day. Amy was tired, and now just wanted to buy the dress and get home.

"Listen Amy, I'm gonna go grab an ice cream, I'll meet you outside, okay? Want anything?" queried Rach.

"Nah, I'm fine thanks. Just be a few minutes."

Amy sauntered back towards the changing rooms. She sashayed as she went, enjoying the view in the mirrors all round here. Amy felt good about herself. She looked at her watch. 7:45pm! The shop was closing soon. She realised she was the only customer left in the shop, and scurried towards her changing room.

At least, she thought she was the only customer left. Unbeknownst to Amy, she had been being followed around for the last hour by Pam and Hannah, who had spotted Amy and Rachel clothes shopping. Ash had told them not to get her, as she was planning something big for graduation day. The the two mischievous girls decided that they knew better. And so they had snuck into Amy's changing room, and now watched as the handle to the door turned and Amy stepped into the cubicle. Immediately Hannah grabbed Amy from behind and pushed her up against the mirror. She held Amy's arms behind her back and clamped a hand over Amy's mouth. She then turned Amy to face Pam.

Pam grinned. "Fancy meeting you here, Amy."

Amy started to panic. This was a very bad situation. Very bad indeed.

"I must say Amy, you do look very lovely in that dress. It really suits your figure. And I'd know, I've seen your body more than most."

Amy tried to struggle and Hannah gripped her harder. "You know what happened to your b*tch friend Jo, Hannah. Think about that. That's nothing compared to what's in store for you." threatened Hannah.

Pam pulled out her phone, hit record, and placed it next to her, pointing at Amy. Then she viciously grabbed the shoulders of the dress and tore them down to Amy's waist, leaving her completely topless. Amy stood there exposed for the camera, her heavy breathing causing her perky C cup breasts to rise and fall dramatically. The sudden exposure caused her nipples to stiffen against her will. And then suddenly, a scream. Not from Amy, but from Hannah!

Pam looked up from Amy's breasts to see Rachel in the cubicle next door, leaning over the top. She had Hannah's long blonde hair by both hands, and was pulling her up and up! Hannah was on tip toes crying out in pain at this new development. Pam, in a split second, decided that she had been on the receiving end of this too much, and bolted right out the door and out the shop, leaving Hannah alone with the two girls. Amy turned to face her, her tits still out in the open. She realised, and pulled her dress back up. She looked up gratefully at her sister.

"I left my purse and came back to find you, and I saw three pairs of feet in your dressing room. Figured you weren't having a threesome!" smiled Rach. "I take it these are the b*tches you've been telling me about?"

"Yeah, she's one of them."

"Well, sis, what on earth are we gonna do with her?"

Rachel relaxed her grip on Hannah's hair slightly, which caused the teen to stop screeching so loudly. Instead, she looked at Amy with big blue eyes, watery with tears.

"Amy, I wasn't there with you. I've never done anything to you. It was the other two!" She pleaded.

"that's true Hannah. But you got Jo, didn't you? My best friend. You told me yourself. You just said it was nothing compared to what's going to happen to me." Amy shook her head. "How ironic."

In a crazed act of defiance, Hannah simultaneously kicked Amy between the legs, and dug her nails into Rachel's hands, causing Rach to lose her grip. Hannah pushed past Amy and out into the corridor of the changing room. She only made it a few feet before Rach left her cubicle and grabbed Hannah by the t shirt. Hannah spun round and leapt on Rach. Rach was about 6 inches taller than Hannah, but Hannah was mean as hell. It was a fair fight. The two girls rolled across the floor, slapping and punching each other. Hannah managed to catch Rach with an elbow, and the bigger girl lay back, stunned. Hannah had her chance to escape, but she made a fatal error. Her ego got in the way, and instead, she reached for Rachel's black leggings, and hauled them down to her knees. Rachel's red and white polka dot knickers were exposed. Again, Hannah could have gotten away, but the sight of Rachel's pubic mound beneath the thin cotton made the girl grab the panties and pull them down too. As she tried to work down past Rachel's chunky thighs, Amy finally came tearing out of the cubicle and slammed a fist into Hannah's jaw. Rachel slowly sat up. It took a few seconds to realise that her gingery pubes were clearly visible. Her face went beet red as she hurriedly pulled her undergarments back into place.

She looked over to see Amy and Hannah rolling about, grappling. Amy had Hannah's t-shirt in her hands, and lifted it up off the slender teen's body. Her black bra was revealed, but not for long as Amy went to work on it too, stripping it right off Hannah. Hannah stopped fighting back now. Instead she clasped her hands over her small naked chest, turned onto her knees and started to try and crawl away. Rachel watched as her sister slowly walked behind Hannah, before getting two handfuls of the back of her jeans and yanking them down to her ankles, exposing Hannah's petite little bottom. It was covered only by a thin strip of white fabric from Hannah's thong. She flipped Hannah onto her back and dragged her back towards Rachel. As her nearly naked ass was dragged along the carpeted floors, Hannah had to let go of her bare boobs and try to shield her butt from the carpet. Once there, Amy tore the jeans from Hannah's ankles and discarded them. Amy and Rachel had a good look at Hannah. The tough girl of before was replaced by a skinny little white girl, naked except for a tiny white thong, snivelling and crying on the floor in front of them.

Rachel looked at Amy. "That other one left her camera. Grab it and get filming."

Hannah looked up at Rachel. Rachel knelt down and pushed Hannah down into a lying position. She then held onto the thin strips of the thong and snapped them. The useless piece of fabric fell to the floor, leaving Hannah stark naked. Rachel pulled Hannah back up and made her stand on her hands and knees. The worst part for Hannah was that she was surrounded by mirrors. She could see herself being utterly humiliated.

Rachel was holding Pam's phone. It was pretty old school, quite thin, but it still had video recording function. Rachel filmed Hannah from all angles. "This is what happens if you mess with us, Ashley. Be warned." Rachel spoke into the camera. Then she did an unexpected thing. With the camera still recording, she took a condom out of her wallet and unrolled it over the camera, but carefully not to cover the lens. She walked up behind Hannah. Making sure to keep the camera lens facing the mirrors, Rachel shoved the phone into Hannah's shivering backside. She jerked her body, causing her hanging tits to shake for the camera.

After a minute, Rachel removed the camera and carefully took it out of the condom.

Ash, sitting at home, was surprised to receive a video message from Pam's phone. She watched in mounting horror as the video showed Hannah, naked and degraded, before seeing the camera itself shoved into her butt. The whole thing was captured perfectly by the mirrors. In a fury, Ash phoned Pam's phone, wanting to hurl abuse at the tormentors. Unbeknownst to her though, was that Hannah had been bound at the ankles and wrists by her own clothes. And that phone was back where it had been, wrapped in a condom and sticking half out of Hannah's little white bottom. And, of course, Rachel had set it to vibrate. Everytime she got the answerphone, Ash got mad, hung up and dialled again. And overtime she dialled again, Hannah's eyes opened a little bit wider, and the weird sensations in her body got that little bit stronger. Tied naked to the floor, the shopping mall seemingly closed now, this was going to be a long night for Hannah.

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Wow that was a great story now I can't wait fir graduation I think one girl is gonna step on a long dress and it rips off exposing childish underwear in front of the whole school but who Amy or ash I think ash should be the one to be embarassed I think she is the only one who hasn't

fantastic story mate really is really excited for the next chapter :)

The Day Before Graduation

The whole school was so excited about Graduation, that for once no one was talking about the stripping wars that had been ongoing for months now. Even Hannah's dreadful humiliation last week, which even made the papers after she had been found by the night watchman, naked and tied, with a vibrating phone inserted up her ass, seemed like ancient history.

No, today was a new day.

Amy stood in front of the mirror rehearsing her speech that she was to deliver to her classmates. It was to be a proud moment for her, sending her and her classmates off into the big bad world. She called in her big sister Rachel to listen to it, who smiled and applauded at the end. Later Jo came round, and the girls tried on their prom dresses and attempted to choose what hairstyle they would have. None of them mentioned Ash or Pam or Hannah.

On the other hand, Amy was all that Ash was thinking off. Same went for Pam, and especially Hannah. Like everyone else, they had spent the last week talking about graduation. But not about the graduation itself. No, they had been deciding how best to get the ultimate revenge on Amy and Jo, and now Rachel too. It is for this reason that the night before graduation finds the three vengeance seeking girls creeping around the school hall backstage. Pam was keeping watch. She knew that Hannah, the more technical of the three, was away somewhere hooking up some electronics. She stood on the stage and looked to the back, where she could see Ash in the control room. Ash pulled a lever and a large rope with a hook on the end slowly lowered and landed next to Pam. Pam grinned and gave the thumbs up to Ash. Their plan was taking shape. Tomorrow was going to be a big day. Suddenly, Pam was jolted from her daydream.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" came a cry from the side of the stage. Pam turned to see Miss Anderson striding towards her. Miss Anderson was the music teacher. She was a real hippy, and usually insisted that her pupils called her Beth. Some teachers hated that, but the head teacher had never told her to stop, because he was madly in love with her. Everyone was. 26, long flowing brown hair, an hourglass figure, and the pertest, perkiest posterior anyone had ever seen. Some of the more jealous female teachers insisted she had once had surgery to lift her butt, but Beth knew it was all natural.

Beth also knew that the sight of Pam on school grounds, outside of school hours, was a sign of trouble. "I said, what are you doing here Pamela?"

Pam shook her head and tried to think of a response. "Uh, nothing Miss."

"What's that behind your back? And don't say 'nothing Miss"'.

Pam looked worried and slowly handed over the bag she had unsuccessfully hidden. Beth peered inside. Her eyes widened. "oh, my, god Pam. And just what were you planning to do with THESE? Is this some sort of revenge?"

Pam just shrugged.

"Hasn't this gone far enough Pam?" Beth said angrily. "If it hadn't been me that found you hanging from the railings that day, I'd make sure you were expelled right this second. As it is, I have to ask you to come with me to see the principle."

Ash had sat watching the drama unfold with interest. She had been waiting, watching Beth's every step. Waiting for her to stand near the rope and hook lying on the floor, the one that Ash had lowered earlier. Ash could see Beth rummaging through the bag, then scolding Pam. She could see Pam shouting something, and then Beth seemed to grab Pam by the ear and pull her along the stage. Beth was wearing a long flowing blue skirt down to her ankles. As she strode across the stage, dragging Pam behind her, she stepped right over the hook. Ash jammed the lever up, and the rope started to raise. Startled by the sudden movement next to her, Beth stopped still and looked at the rope. That was her mistake. She turned to look at the control room to see who else was there. Behind her, the rope raised and hooked into the bottom of the back of her skirt. Beth felt a chill on the back of her legs, but she ignored it, and let go of Pam, still trying to gaze past the spotlights to see who else was present.

Pam watched, heart beating fast. When would the teacher notice her skirt was being raised? It was past her ankles, up to her knees now, in a second her shapely bare thighs would be visible. Still Beth stared at the control room. Who was that? Then she saw her. "Ashley! You get down here right now. You are in so much trouble! You can forget about graduating!" shouted Beth. Ash heard the words, and, smiling to herself, pushed the rope lever a bit harder.

Beth didn't know what happened. In a second, she was in total darkness. Well, a sort of dark blue darkness. Something had a hold of the end of her skirt, and it had flipped it completely up! She reached her hands up to try and fumble with her skirt, to try and unhook it. Before she could, Pam ran and grabbed the end of her long skirt and tied it in a tight knot. She then unhooked Beth. Poor Beth was now standing in front of Pam, her entire top half concealed by the blue skirt, tied tight at the top. There was no way for Beth to escape, it was like a humiliating straight jacket. However, more interesting was the bottom half. Beth Anderson, 26, music teacher, pertest butt in the world, was wearing ballet shoes, and a leopard print thong!

Beth was stumbling around, trying not to move too much in case she fell. She couldn't see, her hands were trapped up above her head, and she was all too aware of her state of undress.

"Woohoo Miss Anderson, that's a sexy little thong you're wearing!"

"Pamela, stop this at once! Let me out of here or else!" demanded the teacher.

By this point, Ash and Hannah appeared. Hannah, smirking, walked behind the bound woman and pushed her forwards. Beth fell to her knees with a squeal. Hannah raised her hand and gave Miss Anderson's tight cheeks a resounding spank. Beth fell forwards onto her stomach. "OW!" she cried.

All three girls had a good look at Beth's bum. It really was perfect. Sometimes Pam, thinking about her own chubby cheeks, had assumed Beth wore some special underwear to make her butt that perky, but now she could see she didn't need to. Pam knelt down and squeezed Beth's butt, kneading the cheeks like dough.

"What are you doing? I'm your teacher! Please! Untie me!" urged Beth. Ash, of course, stood by, recording the whole ordeal. Beth scrabbled around on the stage, trying to get to her feet. Hannah gave her another smack on the bum. Pam grabbed the back of her thong and let it snap back into place. Ash laughed at the predicament. This woman had threatened her! Ash planned on making sure Beth Anderson never threatened anyone again. "Hang her back up" she commanded.

Pam and Hannah lifted Beth and hooked her back up. so that she was almost on tiptoes. Ash held the camera inches from Beth's fabric clad crotch. The thong left little to the imagination, just barely covering her pussy. Pam and Hannah took one end each, and yanked the thong down for Ash's camera. Ash guffawed as she saw the thin landing strip of pubic hair. Beth screamed at this development. Her legs started shaking. And Ash had it all on video. Sexy Miss Anderson, hanging from a hook, skirt up for the world to see. Naked from the waist down, with her skimpy leopard print thong at the knees, her most private lady parts, so well shaved, totally exposed. And the best, her perfect, round little bottom, completely bare, captured forever on film.

Ash picked up Pam's bag and pulled out some thick duct tape. She tied it round Beth's ankles. Then she reached into Beth's skirt and found the clasp, unbuttoning it. Beth slipped out of her skirt and fell back onto her bum, perfectly cushioning her landing. For the first time she saw Ash and Hannah, and the camera in Ash's hands. Beth saw it pointing at her, sitting half naked, and started to cry.

"Listen Miss Anderson - or should I say Beth? You like it when we call you Beth, don't you?" taunted Ash.

"Please…..I'm your teacher" was all Beth could think of to say.

"That's right, you are my teacher. Only now, you have to do what I say. If you do, then this stays between us. You don't tell anyone, we don't tell anyone. It's all good. However, if you don't do exactly as I say, then this video goes viral. And if it does, kiss your career goodbye." threatened Amy.

"Haha, I don't know Ash" giggled Hannah,"they could use the video in anatomy class!"

"But I'm……your……teacher" whimpered Beth.

Ash handed the phone to Hannah. "Film her face"

Still bent on her hands and knees, Beth looked defeated. Tears rolled down her cheeks, smearing her mascara. Ash knelt down beside her.

"You know Miss Anderson, you are my teacher. But some teachers are different from others. And you are the kind of teacher that people want to see come."

Beth looked shocked.

"It's true Beth, we all do. The boys want to see you come. The girls want to see you come. The other teachers want to see you come. I want to see it." Ash put her hand on Beth's shaking white bottom, and slid it down to between her legs. She was surprised to find Beth soaken wet already. She slid her fingers inside.

Hannah held a tight close up on Beth's face. As Ash expertly worked her hand, Beth's expression quickly changed. Ash teased and guided her fingers with vigour, causing Beth to sigh and moan on camera. She bit her lip, she panted, and soon, she came. It was like one of those Hollywood orgasms. After a minute, Beth opened her eyes again to see the camera. Her face turned a deep crimson as shame overtook her. She realised that these three bullies, these teenagers, had just filmed her naked and being fingered by a pupil until she came!

"Remember Miss Anderson - I keep my word. You keep quiet about this, and no one ever sees this video. Well, except me, of course." laughed Ash. Beth nodded her understanding, still trying to reconcile the fact that she had just been absolutely humiliated and yet had just had the best orgasm of her life.

"Okay girls, we'd best be off. After all, it's graduation day tomorrow" The three girls picked up their stuff and snuck back out, leaving Miss Beth Anderson sitting with her bare butt on the cold stage floor. She undid the tape round her ankles and pulled up her thong. Her legs still felt shaky from the explosion in her body.

She wondered what on earth those girls had planned for poor Amy and Jo tomorrow.

Thanks guys, got one pre-graduation chapter to go, then the day itself, which turns into a bit of an epic, and will take up four or five chapters to fit in all the mayhem!

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Hey that was really good I like the fact that u punished a teacher instead of anyone else until the finale but I'm glad that wont happen to me because if it did I would not be wearing a leopard print thong I would be seen in my Care Bears underwear that would be life embarassment

GRADUATION DAY

"And now welcome to the stage, class president Amy Stark"

The big day had finally arrived. Graduation. Amy, wearing her graduation robes, strode confidently to the stage to deliver her speech. She stood in front of the crowd, her fellow students, their parents, the teachers. What a wonderful way to send everyone off into adulthood. Except, there were a few people conspicuous by their absence. Amy hadn't seen Jo all morning. And more alarmingly, Ash was also nowhere to be seen, which made Amy feel slightly uneasy. It was always good to know of your enemy's whereabouts. She glanced around the crowd, trying to find Pam or Hannah. She couldn't see any of them.

In the front row, Beth Anderson squirmed uncomfortably. Just yesterday she had been subjected to such humiliation on this stage. She wanted to stand up and tell Amy, to warn her that something was afoot. But Ash had the video, the video of Beth being degraded by her. It was too much of a risk. She had too much to lose.

"My fellow students" Amy said, beginning her speech. "Here we are, on our final day in high school. I remember when…"

Suddenly the power seemed to cut out, and the entire auditorium was plunged into darkness. There was mass confusion, and a couple of the teachers got up to check on the power. Then, a lone spotlight came on, pointing at Amy. Amy was baffled, this wasn't part of the plan. The spotlight moved up towards the top of the stage. Everyone's eyes followed the light, drawn like moths to a flame. Perhaps there was going to be a banner or something lowered from the rigging. There was a pause of a few seconds, and then the sound of a rope being lowered.

Slowly, a pair of bare feet lowered into view. They were frantically kicking. The feet were then followed by two shapely legs, also bare. Most of the men in the room's hearts started beating that bit faster. The students knew that something big was happening. Something truly outrageous. And boy, were they right, as the next thing they saw was a pair of pink satin panties hugging a round little bottom. Jo's round little bottom. At this reveal, the rope dropped a bit faster, leaving the girl dangling about 8 foot from the stage. Jo had been grabbed earlier in the day by Ash and her gang, and stripped to her panties, before being tied to ropes above the stage. Now only Pam and Hannah were up there, operating the levers . The only consolation to Jo was that, despite being topless, at least she had her back to the crowd, and the undies were big enough that they covered her butt cheeks. Covered them from the eyes of the students. Of the teachers. Of the parents, of HER parents.

Amy gasped as she saw Jo hanging there, nearly naked in front of everyone. She was attached by a rope under her arms, which was carrying the weight. However, there was a second rope, hanging loose at the moment, threaded through the leg holes of her underwear. Jo looked down and saw Amy, her eyes pleading for help. Then Amy noticed there was writing on Jo's bare back. The words

I
AM
A

And then nothing else. What did it mean? Jo dangled there for a few moments. She could hear some gasps, and also some laughter! And then the unthinkable happened.

The rope under her arms was released. Jo dropped about two foot before the rope tied to her knickers became taut, stopping her descent, but giving her the most painful hanging wedgie anyone present had ever seen. Even Pam winced, before resuming giggling again. The force of the rope yanked Jo's panties hard, and the pink satin fabric disappeared right up her buttcrack, turning her undies instantly into a thong, and exposing her entire ass to the crowd. But Jo didn't realise that the reveal of her cheeks also revealed the rest of the writing on her back.

On her left cheek, the letters S and L.
And on her right cheek, the letters U and T.

I
AM
A
SL UT

Ash's wicked intentions were literally laid bare for all to see. And the laughter grew. There were flashes of light from cameras, dozens and dozens of cameras.

"Best. Graduation. EVER" she heard someone say. Amy ran to her friend to try and unhook her, but slipped and knocked into the humiliated teen, instead sending Jo spinning round and round in front of the audience. Jo was unprepared for this, and her arms were by her sides, fists clenched, eyes closed. For the first few spins she was unaware that her entire nude body was now on display. Her bare breasts, still a pale white as opposed to the rest of her tanned body, were exposed to the crowd, her dark nipples visible from the back of the room. Her panties were clearly riding right up her pussy too, the frontal wedgie revealing all, revealing that just this morning Jo had shaved off her pubic hair. And her bare, white little bottom, her naked buttocks clenched in pain, whirled round and round for all to see.

Then the spotlight went out, and a projector beam illuminated the stage. Amy was still lying on the ground from where she had fallen. Her eyes traveled to the back of the stage. And then a video started playing, projected onto the stage at graduation. In front of everyone. Amy's face filled most of the screen. She was lying face down on a bed. Her panty clad bottom was visible in the shot. She had tears in her eyes, and then the spanking started.

"My name is….[whack]…..Amy, and I am a cheater……..[whack]……..and I am being………[whack]…….punished for it." whimpered the poor girl in the video. Then her underpants were rudely stripped from her and the bare bottom spanking resumed.

The audience was stunned into silence. Most had heard of the existence of this video, but none had seen it, and few dared to believe it was actually real. But here she was, Class President Amy Stark, stark naked, sobbing and apologising and being spanked across her bare bum, her cheeks bouncing and wobbling with every crack of the hand.

"I am having my……..[whack]…….bottom spanked…..[whack]……like a little girl…….[whack]…….and I deserve it"

Amy just lay there on the stage. The video cut out and all the lights came back on. Amy turned to look at the crowd. She could do two things.

One: She could just burst into tears, run off stage and never show her face around the town again. But Amy chose not to do that. Instead, she stood back up and walked towards the microphone. There were wolf whistles, and cat calls "hey Amy sweet ass!" and "I'd spank that all day long!" Her legs were wobbling, but she ignored it. She took hold of the mic. Amy started to speak, but a sob caught in her throat. She was about to put the mic back in the holder, when she looked to her left to see her best friend Jo, stripped, exposed and humiliated too. She was now using one hand to cover her breasts, and one cupping her crotch. Then the panties tore, and the beautiful teen fell totally naked to the stage, landing on her rump. Amy immediately took of her gown and covered the shivering girl. She then marched back to the mic.

"Right, that's it. Enough is enough. Stick around guys if you want a REAL show. Ashley, Pam and Hannah. You's better start running. This has only just begun."

The crowd positively erupted in cheers. People got to their feet, and the football guys started a chant, "AMY - AMY - AMY - AMY"

Amy glanced at Jo. Jo stared intently back, and got to her feet. Graduation day was going to be a day no one would ever forget.

excellent set up for the next chapter,can't wait to read it :)

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Hey awesome story just one question was Amy wearing clothes underneath her gown or just bra and panties

Amy is wearing clothes, yes, a shirt and black pants. Forgot to mention it!

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Hey it's ok thanks for anwsering and if u don't mind can u tell me what color bra and panties she was wearing or will one of your future parts tell us that

All may be revealed soon, my friend.

But first, we have Pam and Hannah to deal with......



The next few minutes were pure chaos. Amy and Jo darted from the stage, hoping to find Ash, who must be somewhere in the control room. Sure enough, Ash made a break for it out of the back doors. Meanwhile, up above the stage, Hannah was quickly climbing down the ladder to make her escape. Pam still stood up there, unsure what to do, not knowing if anyone knew where she was.

Down below, the principal, Miss Hall, took to the stage.

"Everyone please calm down! Stay seated, we have some, er, business to attend to, but I assure you, graduation will continue!"

The parents were sitting there, most bemused, some ashamed.

Outside, Hannah was running for her life. She was in the park outside the school, and had a huge grin plastered to her face. Man, they had really schooled Amy and Jo. Jo's entire naked body exposed to everyone, and Amy's shameful spanking and admission broadcast to all. She thought Ash had really outdone herself this time. However, she could her footsteps behind her, gaining on her. Hannah turned to see Amy's sister Rachel chasing after her. Rachel, who had stripped Hannah and shoved a phone up her butt the week before. What the hell would she do now? Hannah didn't stop to contemplate, and continued running. She checked back over her shoulder again to see Rachel's determined face, and turned back round just in time to see the tree. Hannah ran right into it, knocking herself over. Rachel stood over the downed girl, smiling.

"This is it, Hannah. Last time was just playtime." the ginger haired girl threatened. Immediately she grabbed Hannah's graduation robe and tore it off her body, leaving the blond in a white t-shirt and black leggings. With Hannah still on her back, Rachel grabbed at the shirt, pulling and tearing at it like a wild woman. In seconds, Hannah was in her leggings and her white bra. Hannah started to crawl backwards, away from the crazed girl. Rachel stood in front of her, tearing the shirt into shreds, than strode towards Hannah. Suddenly, Hannah kicked up between Rachel's legs, and Rachel doubled over in pain. Hannah leapt to her feet and immediately lifted Rachel's sweater up over her head and then right off. She hit Rachel on the side of the head, stunning her, then in a flash, yanked her smart black pants down to her knees. For a moment Rachel stood there, dazed, her black bra and french cut knickers exposed, before Hannah pushed her backwards and Rachel tripped over her own trousers and fell on her ass.

"Tables have turned. Looks like I get to humiliate two sisters today!" laughed Hannah. Hannah reached bent over to reach for Rachels pants to remove them completely, when she felt something. A pair of hands on the back of her leggings, pulling her back. Hard! She felt herself being dragged backwards by her clothing, and could hear ripping sounds as the seams on the tight leggings began to give way and come apart. Whoever was dragging her was trying to ferociously rip the clothes from her, and was succeeding. Hannah looked up at who was dragging her along the ground and saw Kate, the girl who they had left trapped naked in the toilet window!

By this point, Rachel was on her feet. She had pulled her pants back up, and was grabbing the ankles of Hannah's legwear. Rachel had no idea who her saviour was, but didn't care.

"Tug of war!" she shouted, as the two unexpected friends pulled Hannah in different directions by her leggings. There was a tremendous tearing sound as the thin black material finally gave way, and Hannah was deposited on the ground in her white bra and cream bikini panties. The two girls lifted the struggling Hannah to her feet, and she felt her bra being unclasped and removed. Rachel held Hannah's arms in the air as Kate used the bra to tie her hands to a branch. The stripped teen was now in just her knickers. She felt the cool morning breeze on her bare breasts.

Rachel and Kate stood and admired their handiwork.

"What now?" asked Kate

"Dunno. Film it, whatever we do. The whole world has got to see this." replied Rachel.

Hannah shook her head, close to tears. "No no no no, please don't, please!" begged Hannah.

Kate took out her phone and started filming the near naked girl tied to the tree. "We should really take her back to the school, show everyone."

"Ha, yeah, and we can find something new to stick up her ass. You liked the phone, didn't you?"

Hannah was scared. Terrified. She didn't know what these two were capable of.

"Maybe we'll hang her from the stage like she did to Jo."

"Yeah, let all the boys have a go." laughed Kate. "Or maybe trap her in a window all night?"

Hannah felt a knot in her stomach, and worst of all, a pain in her bladdar.

"One thing for sure" said Rachel, moving closer. "We're gonna cause you pain Hannah. I might just beat you up a bit. Never mind a spanking, I might just…"

"Oh my god, look!" cried Kate, pointing her hand and her phone at Hannah's crotch. Rachel gasped and covered her mouth, as she saw the dark wet patch appear on the front of the cream bikini panties. Hannah started sobbing as the urine began to trickle down her bare legs.

"She's so scared she's wet herself!" guffawed Kate. "Little baby's wet her panties!"

It was true. She was so frightened, that she had lost control, right there in front of them. Her undies were now sodden, and her legs were quaking. Rachel took her lipstick out of the bag, and began to write on Hannah's bare chest and stomach.

HELP
I HAVE WET
MY PANTS

with an arrow pointing down, not that the arrow was needed. It was painfully obvious what had happened.

"God, well I'm not touching her now!" said Rachel. "You get it all on film?"

"Sure did!"

"Great, we'll put it straight onto youtube I think. Just think Hannah, you're going to be famous. Famous as the naked teen who peed herself."

Hannah looked at them, and in a whisper said "please……untie me. I need to change……"

Rachel sneered. "You need a diaper, Hannah. I'm going to let you down, but you're going to go straight home through town, and we're going to follow you to make sure." Rachel undid the bra, but stuffed it into her bag. Hannah ran for her clothes, but found them in tatters. She was going to have to get home like this, in her pee soaked panties. She looked back at the two girls with pleading eyes.

"Go now, or you go home with your wet knickers on your head." said Rachel. Hannah knew she meant it, and turned and ran. She ran through the park, past a couple on the bench, past mothers out pushing prams, past an old couple feeding the ducks. She ran onto the streets, past strangers, past children, teenagers and adults. She ran through wolf whistles, cat calls and jeers, people appreciating her nude body, people being repulsed by her little accident. She ran, totally naked except for her panties, the unmistakeable urine patch on the front, her hands covering her breasts, all the way home, all the way to her front door.

And realised that, of course, she didn't have her keys.

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As Hannah made her shameful dash through the streets, Pam cowered up on the catwalk above the stage. She wondered where Ash was just now. She needed Ash to look after her. She could hear that most people were still in the audience, shifting uncomfortably, wondering what was happening, and what was going to happen next. Pam sat there, not wanting to move. In her panicked state, she didn't hear someone coming up the ladder to the gangway, high above the stage. Miss Beth Anderson, who just the night before had been humiliated by the girls, spotted Pam immediately. Pam had her back to her. Beth stalked careful towards her prey, until she was inches behind her. She took a piece of rope from the floor, and suddenly shoved Pam forwards onto her front, using the rope to bind her hands behind her back.

Pam was not a huge fan of heights, and being about 40 foot above the stage made her uneasy. Now, with her face presses up against the metal catwalk of the lighting rig, she had a perfect bird's eye view of the stage.

"Hey, what the.." started Pam.

"Shut up, little girl." snapped back Beth. "You want people to know you're up here? I could easily drop you down on a rope like you did to that poor girl, so just stay quiet, do as I say, and no one needs to know about you."

Pam decided, as usual, that the best response was submission. Beth turned pam over onto her back, and Pam was relieved to not be looking down such a distance anymore. Beth held Pam under her chin, squeezing her mouth.

"So you thought it'd be funny to strip me, huh? Film me for your sick pleasure, huh?"

"I'm sorry Miss Anderson, I'll delete the video, I promise" whimpered Pam.

"too late for promises, I'm afraid, Pamela."

Beth began to unbutton Pam's blouse, slowly pulling it open. Pam's large boobs were covered by her lacy powder blue bra. The lace on the cups was delicate enough that her small nipples were easy to make out. In a move that surprised both of them, Beth slowly ran her fingers over Pam's left breast. Pam's nipples started to stiffen through the lace, and Beth pulled the bra straps down, taking Pam's bra down with her. Pam didn't understand what was going on. In a way, neither did Beth. This girl had helped strip her, and filmed her as she came with a violent orgasm. But it had been the best orgasm Beth had ever had. She had enjoyed the whole thing, enjoyed being humiliated by these girls. As she had felt Ash's fingers inside of her stroking her, caressing her, she had been imagining it was Pam doing it.

With her bra down, Pam's D cup breasts spilled out. Beth leaned down and flicked her tongue over a nipple, gently tracing the outline. Pam closed her eyes and bit her lip. Beth moved further down to Pam's skirt, finding the zipper easily. She slowly pulled it down, one hand still squeezing Pam's bare breast. The zipper went right to the bottom of the skirt, and the garment fell free. Beth was pleased to see Pam's underwear matched her lacy blue bra. Her thick dark bush was clear to see through the intricate lace pattern. But Pam was known throughout the school for one thing. Her big butt. Beth hadn't realised until now, but she wanted to see it. She rolled Pam over onto her front, the metal feeling cold against her breasts, but the heat inside of her making her not care. Beth looked at Pam's ass. It was big alright, dimpled certainly, but beautiful. The undies could never hope to hide all of her rear end, and so a generous portion of her cheeks were exposed to Beth. She gave Pam's butt a playful smack, watching it wobble at the impact. Beth undid Pam's hands from behind her back. She rolled the near nude teen onto her back again, and Pam felt her tying her hands above her head this time. It was kinky, but Pam liked it.

Beth leaned over Pam, kissing her neck. She spotted Pam's bag, the one she had with her the night that they had stripped Beth. She remembered some of the things she had seen in there, and with one hand reached over and fumbled inside. She found what she was looking for.

Pam's chest was rising and falling with each heavy breath. Miss Anderson had her hand inside her skimpies, inside her body! Strange sensations went through Pam's body. Beth pulled the see through undies down and spread Pam's legs just enough to insert the remote control vibrating egg into her. Pam was so wet it was easy to do so. Pam immediately shuddered at the wild feeling she felt. Her mouth dropped open and her buttocks clenched in anticipation of ecstasy.

She was surprised when Beth pulled her undies back up. Even more surprised when Beth stood up and walked over to the winch, and pushed the button. Pam felt the ropes attached to her hands lifting, and felt her whole body rise from the ground, until she was dangling in the air in front of her teacher.

"Wait," gasped Pam, "what are you doing? I thought we were…."

Beth smiled. "Oh, I know, I thought about it. I really did." she walked forward and kissed Pam on the lips. Pam felt her tongue again, probing her mouth, their saliva mixing. Again, Pam felt stirrings deep down. She was so turned on, she wanted Miss Anderson right now. But Beth stepped back. "Maybe some other time, fatass." she said with a mischievous grin. She pushed another button and the rope carrying Pam moved out over the stage. Pam was exactly where Jo had been minutes before. She was also wearing the same amount of clothes as her humiliated foe.

"Oh Pam, before I lower you…..one more thing." Beth pulled out the remote control and flipped a switch. The vibrating egg, sitting snugly in Pam's warm, wet pussy, went off. Pam's tongue lolled out of her mouth, her eyes rolled back into her head. She didn't even notice that Beth had hit the switch, lowering her in front of the crowd.

The audience gasped. "Not another one!" cried someone!

Soon Pam was hanging in front of everyone by her hands. The egg was working. Working well. Her eyes remained closed as her body began to buck wildly, the feelings inside of her making her jerk and twitch, cry and moan with pleasure. The movement caused her pendulous boobs to swing and sway, and her little belly to wobble. He chunky thighs tightened as she let loose one final wild exultation.

"Uuuuuh…..uuuuuuuuh……..AAAAAAHHHHHHH" she screamed aloud. Somewhere upstairs, Beth switched off the egg. Pam hung there for what seemed like forever, until she finally opened her eyes and discovered what was happening. She was hanging there, nude except for her see through lace blue panties, her bare breasts soaked with sweat from her explosive orgasm that she just experienced in front of the entire school.

"Oh……..my……..god……." she uttered. Her body was still shaking from what had happened. She looked out at the audience, saw them staring back at her.

Backstage, Beth took out the remote control, and flipped the switch back on.

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Hey wow that was a awesome story thank you for posting it for all of us to read and like

excellent again can not wait for the next chapter your story is really fantastic you deserve a lot of credit for this you really do.

Just the final chapter to go then? Looking forward to it.

The Final Chapter!


Ash ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

She had meant to run from the control room as soon as she had hit "play" on the video of Amy's spanking, but her ego had got in the way and she had stuck around to watch the humiliation. She wanted to see Amy defeated, not just hear about it afterwards. But then the video had finished, and she had watched as Amy had somehow whipped the crowd into a frenzy, and Ash, for the first time feeling a bit nervous, had turned and ran.

Amy, meanwhile, stood on the stage next to Jo, who had covered up her exposure with Amy's graduation gown. Amy turned to Jo, who was still wiping away tears from her big brown eyes. "There's only one exit Jo, and then a choice of left or right. You go left, I'll go right, ok?"

Jo sniffed and nodded. Amy put her hands on her friends shoulders. "Come on Jo, be strong. We have to get her. We've all been shamed now, everyone except her. Let's do this, not just for us, but for everyone in the school that she's bullied."

Jo looked Amy in the eyes. "Let's strip that b*tch naked" she said. "Come on!"

Amy and Jo left the stage hurriedly and ran for the exit. Miss Hall, the principal, quickly took to the stage. "Would everyone please remain calm, and stay seated" she ordered. The students, however, were having none of it, and immediately got to their feet and ran after Amy and Jo. Today, someone was going to put an end to the war, and everyone wanted it to be Amy, for multiple reasons. For a start, everyone liked Amy, she was a sweet girl, and seeing her embarrassed like that in front of everyone was just wrong. Many in the audience had also been on the receiving end of Ash's wrath, and wanted to see the snooty teen finally taken down a peg or two. And lastly, at a base level, people just wanted to see Ash nude. She was arguably the best looking girl in the school, and she knew it. She liked to show off, but never too much. She never needed to try too hard. Her skirts were always short enough to show her shapely legs, but not short enough to catch a glimpse of her underwear, and her tops were always tight enough to show her sizeable chest, without displaying any cleavage. Well, after the number she had done on poor Jo, all bets were off now.

"Please everyone, stop!" cried Miss Hall, to no avail. The parents and some students remained seated. "I assure you, graduation WILL take place soon" said Miss Hall, "come hell or high-water!"

And so Ash ran and ran. She wished she hadn't worn such tight jeans, as they made it harder to get to top speed. She slowed down a little to catch her breath, and looked backwards to see if she was safe. At the end of the long school corridor, a door burst open and in charged Amy, followed by about forty students! The color drained from Ash's face. The crowd roared it's approval upon seeing Ash and they ran on towards her. Ash spun on her heels and raced for the exit. She was a good seventy foot ahead of the mob, and made it to the exit. Ash tried turning the door knob, but it was locked! With every second, the crowd was gaining on her. She turned, and there was Amy at the front, maybe thirty feet away. Ash bolted into the nearest classroom, her eyes searching for a way out. The window maybe? Her heart was thumping, it felt like it might leap out of her chest. She raced for the window and tried to fiddle with the lock.

Too late.

The door behind crashed open and Amy raced in. Ash was balanced on a table trying to open the window, when Amy grabbed her by the back of the jeans and pulled backwards. Ash looked surprised, and then toppled backwards onto the floor, landing on her butt. The fall winded her, and she sat lay there coughing for a few moments. The large group encircled the lone girl. Ash was scared, but she was trying not to let the mask slip. Amy stood in front of her, slowly clapping her hands.

"Well, well, well Ashley. Looks like it all ends here. I guess it's one against, oooooh, maybe thirty? Forty?" Amy shook her head and smiled "That's not good odds for you, Ashley."

Ashley remained on the ground. "Yeah Amy, I guess you're right. You've really got me this time", she sneered. "And it only took half the school helping you. Well done."

Amy was annoyed by her cavalier attitude. "I didn't need anyones help. They just want to see the spoiled little princess get her comeuppance."

The crowd roared in approval. Someone started a chant, "STRIP HER, STRIP HER, STRIP HER"

Several of the student s ran and grabbed Ash and lifted her to her feet. They held her in front of Amy. Ash remained defiant. Amy struck her across the face with an open hand.

"That's for Jo."

She slapped Ash again.

"That's for Kate."

Ash swallowed hard, fighting back tears.

"And this one is for ME" snarled Amy, drawing back her arm.

"WAIT!" shouted Ash. Amy stopped a second. "Is this how it's going to be, yeah? You can't beat me on my own, so you get the school to help, yeah?"

Amy looked impatient. "Ash, it's not…."

"It IS Amy. Face it, you need help. You always need help. Why don't you grow up and take responsibility? Can't you beat me on your own? Haven't you got the guts? Or is it like you said in the video - that you're a cheater!" Ash spat the last words out. Both girls were now red in the face. Amy stood for a minute, considering her options.

"Let her go" ordered Amy. The students holding Ash looked baffled. "Let her go!"

They relented, and Ash was free once again, although still trapped in the classroom.

Amy stared Ash in the eye. "Okay then, you against me. Just the two of us." She turned to address the mob of students. "No one step in. No one help. This is between me and her. We'll settle this once and for all."

No one could quite believe it. Ash had appealed to Amy's sense of pride. She had already admitted on film, in front of the school, that she was a cheater. Amy shuddered just thinking about it. She had to use this moment to prove that she was a strong, independent, grown up. She was an adult now, she could solve her own problems. And Ashley Brooks was most definitely a problem. The crowd backed away to give them space.

Amy and Ash started to circle each other. Both seemed reluctant to make a move. Ash felt like things were starting to go her way. She started to goad Amy, to get her to make a mistake. "Oh Amy, you're gonna get stripped today. The people have seen the video, now they want more. They want to see it all."

Amy felt her blood boiling. "Oh yeah Ash? Well it's you we're going to see. Everyone's gonna get a nice long look at those big titties of yours today."

Ash just smiled. "Is that so? I might just hang you up like I did with Jo? She acts so tough, but everyone saw that she's just a crying little baby today."

Amy's fists clenched hard. Ash carried on talking. "Yes, I'll get Pam to help too. Remember when she spanked you with your own belt Amy? You cried and cried and…."

Amy could take no more. She lunged forward at Ash, but Ash was ready and stepped out of the way, keeping one foot out to trip Amy, who went flying into a desk with a resounding "Oooooof!" With Amy briefly bent over a desk, Ash reached for the waistband of her black pants. But Amy twirled round to face Ash, and swung a right hook at her. Ash moved backwards to avoid the blow, and suckerpunched Amy in the stomach. The blond girl dropped to her knees in pain. The crowd couldn't believe it. They started chanting for Amy, to reinvigorate her. Again she got to her feet and reached for Ash, but Ash was remaining calm. She dodged Amy, who once again fell onto a table. She was exhausting herself. Ash took the opportunity, and took Amy by her t shirt, and tore it up over her head, exposing the slender girl's bright red bra. Her breasts jiggled as the shirt was taken from her, and she quickly clasped her arms shut over her underwear.

Amy had a very bad feeling about this. Ash was grinning from ear to ear. "See Amy? That's the difference between us. I remain calm under pressure. Well, that, and I have much better tits than you." Some of the crowd laughed. Amy was now very concerned that she was losing the crowd over onto Ash's side. That was the last thing she needed. She looked around at them.

"Come on, somebody help me!" she said. "Hold her again!"

The students just shook their heads. "You told us not to Amy." piped up one of them. Amy felt her legs go a bit wobbly. She looked from face to face, but none could hold her gaze. "Please? Won't somebody help me? She's stripping me!" whimpered the exasperated girl.

Ash started to laugh. "Oh my god, this is the most pathetic thing I've ever seen! Let's get it over with!" she pushed Amy hard, and the partially disrobed girl fell onto her back. Ash went to work on Amy's pants, trying to rip them off. Amy shot her hands down to keep them up. The students watched intently, and there was a glimpse of bright red panties, as the pants slipped down an inch or so. Some of the crowd were now taking photos, and Amy was painfully aware that in the struggle, one of her breasts had popped out of her bra and was merrily bouncing around. Amy managed to kick out, catching Ash hard in the crotch, and Ash staggered backwards. She bumped into Sara, one of the students who had come along to see Ash get her just desserts. Ash had tormented Sara for years, and had made a habit of stealing her glasses. Ash, feeling like she could do no wrong at the moment, decided to grab Sara's glasses from her. Ash put them on and walked towards Amy, who was still lying on the ground in her smart black pants and red bra. She had used the time to put her boobs back in the bra.

Ash capered in front of Amy wearing Sara's glasses. "Come on Amy, you wouldn't hit a girl in glasses, would you?" cackled Ash. With the joke made, she took off the spectacles and through them into the corner, where the lenses could be heard shattering.

"Hey!" cried Sara. Ash turned and looked at her.

"What did you say, you little four eyed b*tch?" said Ash, stalking towards Sara. Sara regretted it. Ash grabbed Sara by the hair and pushed her forwards till she was bent over on the teacher's desk. The crowd watched. Amy put her shirt back on. What the hell was Ash up to now?

"If you have a problem with me" rasped Ash to Sara, "You know what happens." With that, Ash flipped Sara's skirt up over her back, exposing her white Hanes Her Way knickers and her petite rump, and started viciously spanking the girl in front of everyone!

It was to be Ash's ultimate undoing. The mood in the room changed instantly. It was to have been a fair fight between two girls, but now Ash had gone power crazy. Her hand was sadistically whacking Sara's panty clad butt, Sara was crying at the pain and the humiliation, and Ash was ranting at the room, "This is what happens to you! Don't mess with me! Boy, girl, I don't care, I'll spank the hell out of you! All of you!"

Just as Sara thought her bum couldn't take any more, the spanking stopped. She looked up to see that one of the jocks had grabbed Ashley and put a hand over her mouth. "You know Ash, you're hot, but you're still a nasty b*tch. So just shut up and take it." He pushed Ash into the middle of the crowd, which, this time, quickly closed in on her. Ash looked around panic stricken, as this huge group of people, male and female, surrounded her. She felt hands, clawing at her, grabbing, ripping, tearing. She felt her shirt being lifted up, exposing her neon pink bra, now the only thing covering her ample breasts. She felt a hand clutching at the clasp of the bra. The inexpert nature of it suggesting it was a boy's hand.

"Stop, stop, stop it!" She roared. "I'll strip you all! You're all gonna get it now! EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!"

The ridiculous nature of her protestations had the assembled throng in gales of laughter. But the laughter soon reached fever pitch, as the boy finally unhooked Ash's bra, which fell to the floor with a thunking sound. The room was momentarily silenced as they took in the view. The view of the large bra with great big falsies in it. The view of Ash's tiny, A-cup breasts, her small nipples standing out like bullets, the view of her face as she was exposed, exposed as a fraud.

"OMG, they're fake!" "I've got bigger ones than her!" cried one boy.

The noise resumed as everyone joined in the hilarity. Ash could feel hands all over her body, squeezing what little of her boobs there was, pinching and flicking her nipples. She still struggled, lashing out and kicking, but there was too many of them. Now she felt hands working away on her jeans, her tight, tight jeans. Even Ash had a struggle getting them on and off.

"STOP" came a voice in the corner. Everyone stopped and turned. It was Amy. She smiled. "It's not the same if we don't film it." said Amy, getting out her camera phone. "How's it feel to be on the other side of the lens, Ash? How's it feel? This video is going all over youtube. All over Facebook. All over the world. I'm going to send it to everyone I know. We all are. When we have our ten year reunion? We're going to show this video. This is the end, Ash. This is it. All your years at school, building up to this. Your legacy. In a hundred years time, people are gonna talk about the video of Ashley Brooks, and how she never, ever showed her face again."

The crowd erupted once more in cheers. Amy sure knew how to deliver a speech. She pointed the camera at Ash's flat chest and said "Oh, and by the way. I got much better tits than you."

Ash was about to reply, but she felt work resuming on removing her jeans. There were lots of hands pulling, and Ash knew she couldn't stop them all. Instead, she decided to grab hold of her knickers, to make sure they didn't come down with the jeans. She felt a hand fumbling with her buttons, and a sharp tug pulled the jeans down an inch. Another tug took them further down. Ash's matching hot pink undies were partially visible. One herculean tug later and her jeans were just above her knees. Ashley Brooks' pink panties were exposed for all to see. She lay there, allowing the jeans to be pulled completely off, leaving her lying on the floor, surrounded by her classmates, completely naked except for her small pink undies and black socks. Now everyone knew she was a fraud, as her tiny bare boobies, that she had so carefully hidden for so many years, were now exposed to all. She wished her nipples would stop being so stiff, but so many hands kept playing with them. And through it all, there was Amy, filming her.

"Okay guys, put her over there on the desk." ordered Amy. "It's time for a game. It's similar to a game Ash played with me once. What we're going to do, is put Ash over there, and we're going to tell her something she did to us once. Then, she apologises to us while we spank the hell out of her butt! and I film it!"

Amy had the crowd in the palm of her hand now. They lifted Ash over to the desk and put her over it. As they did, they got their first real view of Ash's delightfully plump ass. The pink panties were small, with a lot of bare fleshy cheek poking out. But more than that, the panties were totally see through at the back, and Ashley's buttcrack was, like the rest of her, seen in public for the first time.

Sara walked up to Ash first. "You always steal my glasses. I hate when you do that." Then she raised a palm and started whacking Ash on her buttocks, the round cheeks bouncing like jello. Ash knew what she had to do.

"I'm sorry that I …..[whack]….. stole your glasses……[whack]…..I deserve to have my bottom spanked……..[whack]……like a little girl….[whack]

Everyone laughed at Ash, none harder than Amy. "It's true Ash. We all thought you were this tough girl, but you really are nothing but a naughty little girl. But you know, you were a very, very naughty little girl, Ashley. And very, very naughty little girls don't just have their bottoms spanked. They have their bare bottoms spanked!" The crowd cheered as Amy handed the phone to someone and slowly, oh so slowly began the grand unveiling of Ash's naked bum. The little see through skimpies came down and down, until Amy rested them just below Ash's pert cheeks. Ash could feel everyone's eyes staring at her completely naked, chubby little bottom. Amy leaned over and whispered into Ash's ear. "You should never have messed with me, Ash. Say it!"

Amy started spanking Ash's naked, jiggling bottom. Each blow caused the pale white cheeks to wobble, and Ash finally burst into tears.

"I'm sorry……[whack]……that I……[whack]…..messed with you…..[whack]……I deserve to……[whack]……have my……[whack]……bottom spanked…..[whack]…..like a little girl!"

"Your BARE bottom Ashley! Say it again!" laughed Amy.

Through thick sobs, Ash tried again.

"I'm sorry……[whack]……that I……[whack]…..messed with you…..[whack]……I deserve to……[whack]……have my……[whack]……bare bottom spanked…..[whack]…..like a little girl!"

Everyone got to take their turn. Ash's butt got spanked, and she apologised for all sorts of things, things she didn't even remember. By the time they were finished, her butt was red. Amy pulled Ash's little panties back up, and turned to the crowd. "Okay guys, lets go and graduate. You too, Ash!"

"Oh please no, please, not in front of everyone!" she whined.

"Haha, look at you, begging me now! I'm very sorry Ash, but I think about all the teachers and parents and the other students who didn't get to see you naked, and I feel sorry for them. Let's make this graduation really special!"

And so Ash found herself being marched through the corridors back in the direction of the stage. A couple of times she tried to run, but firm hands grabbed her and held her in place, hidden in amongst them. The group marched in, headed by Amy, and they climbed onto the stage.

Only minutes before, Pam had been removed from the rope above the stage, which Amy was unaware off. However, she was very pleased to see the rope still hanging there. She had something that she wanted to show everyone. She signalled the group to usher Ash over to the rope without anyone seeing her yet. One of the boys climbed up to the gantry to control the ropes, whilst on the stage, the rope was threaded through the legholes of Ash's panties, then tightened. Ash knew what was happening. It was what she had done to Jo. It was poetic justice. Maybe Amy was going to play the spanking video she had just shot? Maybe….

Her thoughts were cut short as the rope started to lift. She felt movement behind her, a slight tugging in the back of her little see throughs. Then the pull got more intense, and she could feel the skimpies lifting up, being pulled taut, sliding up and into her ass crack. The panties continued their journey up, her knickers now a neon pink thong, both thoroughly spanked cheeks on full display. Ash raised herself up on tiptoes to ease the pressure she felt in her butt, and also her vagina. The panties were starting to dig in there too. As she started to slowly lift off the ground, she felt her lips part slightly as her little pink knickers forced their way into her hairless pussy.

At this point, Miss Hall was taking to the stage, unaware of Ash's predicament, hidden as she was by the group of students. Miss Hall spoke "Well, it seems we can finally get on with graduation. No more ridiculous surprises in store, I trust". The crowd started laughing hysterically. Miss Hall turned to see Ashley Brooks, school b*tch, dangling from a rope by just a pair of skimpy pink underpants. The panties were stretchy, and were up as high as her bare breasts, which were surprisingly small. Tiny even! The on stage crowd dispersed, leaving just Ash's dangling nude form, and Amy. Amy pointed at Ash and spoke into the microphone.

"Well guys, I promised you a show, didn't I"

Ashley had never been so humiliated. Stripped, spanked, filmed, wedgied, and hung out on display in all her tiny-boobed glory. Amy had won, all right. Amy had won.

The audience got to their feet in applause. A standing ovation. Amy's smile beamed out. Victory sure tasted sweet. But not as sweet as revenge. The little blonde girl had defeated her greatest foe. And now, people would remember Ash hanging naked from the stage, not her friend Jo. And then Amy felt pain, someone grabbing her ear and twisting it. Amy dropped to her knees, and the audience went quiet.

"Amy Stark, is this how you were brought up?"

Amy's heart sank. It was her mother!

"Mom, you saw what she did to me!"

Her mom didn't let go. "And what happened to the teachings of the lord? What happened to 'turn the other cheek'? What happened to 'do unto others as you would like done to yourself'? What of these, Amy!"

"But mom, they spanked me! You saw the video! Please mommy, let me go!" Amy hated the way she said mommy there, in front of everyone. She was an adult, for goodness' sake!

"Oh, I saw the video all right. The video where you ADMITTED to being a cheater! You sleep with boys do you? Other people's boys? I'm disgusted."

"Mommy [there's that word again!] please, it's graduation day, please just let me graduate!"

Her mother shook her head. "No Amy. Adults graduate. Grown ups graduate. Responsible people graduate. You are a naughty, selfish, mean spirited, vindictive little girl. But, as the bible also says, an eye for an eye." She glanced up at Ash, still hanging there. She might as well be totally starkers, the way her panties were digging in to all the major crevices. "Lower another rope!" shouted Mrs Stark. Amy's face went absolutely pale.

"No, no, no" was all she could say, as her mother deftly lifted her shirt up over her head, revealing, for the second time that day, her red bra. Mrs Stark twisted Amy's ear up, raising the girl to her feet.

"Take them off", demanded the older woman.

"Mommy, mommy, mommy, don't, I'll be good, please don't make me take my clothes off, not in front of all these people, please, I'll be a good girl!"

"Oh for god's sake, don't be ridiculous. You're not an adult, you're a silly, bad little girl." said Mrs Stark, letting go of Amy's ear, but grabbing her black pants and, in one fluid motion, yanking them down Amy's legs. As she came back up, she easily unhooked Amy's red bra and tore it from the poor girl's chest. It took Amy a second to realise what had just happened. Her own mother had just stripped her, disrobed her and humiliated her in front of everyone. This was graduation day, Amy's big day, and now she was standing in front of everyone in….wait, what was she wearing? Oh god, a thong! Amy realised she was wearing nothing but a skimpy red thong, with little black polka dots on the front. Amy started sobbing as her mother threaded the rope through her tiny undies, and signalled for the rope to be raised. Like Ash moments before, Amy felt an incredible pressure building between her legs as the thong was pulled tighter and tighter. The fabric strained, Amy hoping it would break and she could run from the stage. But no, the thing fabric somehow remained intact, vanishing between her lips, the thong turning into a g-string on both sides.

"Woah, the carpet don't match the d****s!" shouted someone, and everyone laughed at the helpless, nude girl as they noticed her blonde hair, which she always claimed was natural, did not match the dark curly hairs now visible to everyone in the hall. She looked over at Ash, who looked back. Both girls sobbing, both naked except for their little panties, suspended above the stage in an atomic wedgie on graduation day. Amy looked at Ash's small chest and thought - well, at lease I definitely do have better tits than her.

Miss Hall took to the stage one more time.

"Okay, can we now get on with graduation?"

For the last time, the crowd roared it's approval.

As the names were called out, each student took to the stage to receive their certificate and graduate. And each one, on their way to receive it, spanked Ashley Brooks across her plump naked bottom. And each one, after receiving the certificate, gave Amy Stark a spank on her little round bare ass.

Amy and Ash made eye contact again. Ash mouthed something to her. The words I'm sorry.

Amy just shook her head sadly.

And then someone spanked her ass, and she yelped.

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Hey awesome story too bad that was the last chapter of a really great story I hope that you can do some more stuff like this is the near future

Thanks very much!
 

Thank you very much for an excellent story this summer. That last chapter was doubly enjoyable for me, as a fan of artifice exposed story elements (in particular stuffed/padded bras), so thank you again for that. I also liked how you didn't give in to the temptation to simply grab Ash and strip her but instead gave her a chance to escape - even to the point where she could have come out on top had she not sabotaged herself.

Like smjimmie1348, I'm also looking forward to more stories from you in the future, should you have the time and inclination to write any.

hey man these stories have been amazing i hope you plan to continue writing stories,cause your one of the best enf writers i have ever read great job.

brilliantly written!

Thanks for the kind words guys. I'm sure I will write again, but I need to come up with a new angle now. I feel I've exhausted my options for high school humiliation for now!

But it was my first ever stories, so I'm glad people enjoyed them.