Life as a good little girl/The shorthaired girl grabs your arm and lifts you to your feet.
From Create Your Own Story
Dragged upwards by this girl, she marches you forward with a scowl. Embarrassed and filled with regret, you try to hide yourself from the other girls as you walk toward the bed.
"Tiffany," shorthair starts, "it's so unfair that this stupid girl got you in trouble like this. I think we should teach her a lesson."
Tiff doesn't look at you. She lays prone facing the bed, panties still around her ankles, her hair obscuring her face. But after a moment, she nods.
With the order given, the room quickly builds into a bustle of activity and chatter.
"Tie her to the bed!"
"She should get spanked too!"
"Does anyone know where there's rope?"
In less than a minute the girls all swarm on you. They force you to the ground and hold your arms out to either side. You don't really bother to fight them. You do deserve a punishment, getting Tiff in trouble like that. But you can't help but beg for leniency.
"I'm sorry, I really am! I didn't mean for any of th-"
"Cover her mouth!"
Swiftly a long piece of packing tape stretches across your face from ear to ear sealing your lips shut. Meanwhile a roll of duct tape binds one of your wrists to the bottom of a bed post. With your mouth sealed that roll of tape gets passed off to secure your other wrist to the bed as well. Someone managed to find some rope because you can feel it wrap around one of your knees before it tugs your leg to one side. Your left leg gets pulled straight out to the side before that length of rope is tied taught next to your wrist. But it seems that's all the rope that they have.
It doesn't take much discussion before your right leg is pulled up into the air and - with some force - straight back next to your body. The girls manage to duct tape your ankle to the middle of your arm forcing your pelvis to roll upward and butt cheeks to spread far apart. With the last of the duct tape in place the party steps back to admire their handiwork. You can twitch your lower left leg, but that's literally all you can do. The rest of you is splayed out in utter debauchery and very well immobilized. They seem proud of themselves but you know that these girls are lucky that you're so flexible. They would never have been able to get Tiff into this position. And of course that's the very next thing your mind wanders to...
"Here, I have sharpies!"
Multiple girls descend upon you with permanent ink. Teenage profanity gets scrawled out onto your skin. One of your nipples is turned into an eye. Crude penises are drawn on your stomach. You whip your head around trying to see all of the humiliating things they're writing on you but there's only so much you can see, especially since people keep forcing your head back so they can write on your face.
One somewhat meaner girl insists on giving you an indian burn on your arm. Another pulls at your hair repeatedly. Someone else starts tickling your armpits, then your stomach, then your inner thigh. The more that one girl does, the more that the other girls are willing to do to you.
"I need a new toothbrush anyway," you hear the shorthaired girl mention to someone.
"Did you just think this up, Claire?"
"No, my sister was grounded for a month for hazing a new girl like this."
You look down to see shorthair-Claire applying toothpaste to her brush, as one does. But when she kneels down over your crotch you draw a deep breath of trepidation.
Your pussy lips are slowly opened even though you're already very well spread with how far your legs have been pulled apart. Small fingers then gently pull back on your clitoral hood exposing all of your tiny clit to the air of the room. The paste envelopes your warm nub which makes you draw an even deeper breath through your nose. But when the bristles of the toothbrush push against you all of that air comes rushing out again. The bristles are reasonably soft but with thousands of tiny pressure points scrapping against your sensitive button it becomes a confusing mix of pain and pleasure.
The girl brushes with short steady quick strokes. You can feel the foaming toothpaste seep into every minuscule fold of your pussy and run down between both of your lips. The fast strokes are wildly stimulating, this girl applying just enough pressure to coax arousal from you. But then it starts to cool. A minty cold seeps into your clit adding yet another sensation to this penultimate of punishments. With so much attention on your clit you want so much to be able to enjoy it, but with the deepening cold as Claire starts to rub your clit raw you have no idea how you could relax and enjoy this.
But apparently your body doesn't need to relax. With so much stimulation spread over every inch of your naked body and your truly humiliating display, your vagina is as wet as it's been all night. A concoction of your fluids and toothpaste run from your pussy, down your asshole, and slowly pool on the floor between your cheeks.
Life as a good little girl/The girls get even meaner
Life as a good little girl/Someone removes the tape from your lips allowing you to speak
