[BeeKenny]

Originally Posted by smjimmie1348

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.