Honoka glared back at them in terror. After Honoka had been humiliated in the classroom, her classmates dragged her into the storage room. They flipped an old desk over and tied her to its legs. With scissors they savagely tore into her uniform, stripping away her clothes. Tears streamed down Honoka’s cheeks. Unable to move, she could only watch while the girls continued their assault on her.
“Aw! Is little Miss perfect still crying?” a girl taunted at Honoka while tugging on the skipping ropes. “You can cry all you want, but no one will hear you. Everyone’s gone home by now.”
“Yeah. Don’t look so upset, you’ve had this coming to you for a long time.” Another voice snickered with no sense of remorse.
Honoka’s panties and skirt were completely shredded to a pile of scrap. To prolong her humiliation, her uniform had been completely destroyed to the point of being unwearable. Honoka’s arms were bounded and rendered unusable. Her legs were pried apart from each other and tied to separate table legs. With her arms bound and her legs spread wide open, her naked bottom half was on full view and presented for everyone to see. No! They can see both my pussy and asshole! Honoka could feel all the vicious eyes gazing deep into her most private parts. They can see completely everything.
“Ew! That’s so disgusting! Who knew that the perfect Honoka could show such a perverted pose!” Mocking voices started jeering at Honoka.
“This is golden! The class idol is spreading her legs and showing such a dirty place for everyone to see!” Another voice continued the attack.
“Imagine if all the guys saw her like this. What would they think?” The girls all wickedly laughed at the sight of Honoka in such a humiliating position.
Stop this! Please! Honoka aggressively tugged at her legs and arms with all her strength, but the table was sturdy and unmoving. Her legs stayed far spread apart and her naked parts were still presented clearly to the girls. The longer her classmates stared, the more humiliated she felt. She desperately wanted her torture to end.
Honoka’s breasts, which were completely exposed, jiggled heavily as she squirmed futilely to free herself. The cold air of the storage room blew onto her soft, naked skin. Her pink nipples stood up embarrassingly hard from the cold air.
A Girl stepped forward. “Honoka, you sure have some huge tits.” A hint of spite could be heard from her voice. Her Hands ran up Honoka’s body, eventually stopping on at the chest. Icy cold fingers slowly wrapped around Honoka’s breasts. “You’re pretty proud of your tits, aren’t you? All the boys love watching them during sports activities. I bet you really love it when the boys all gawk at them.” The hand squeezed down on Honoka’s breasts, a sound of a muffled yelp followed in response.
No… I’m not like that… Honoka slowly shook her head from side to side. Her teary eyes pleaded them to stop. She actually hated sports activities because all the boys would stare and make her feel uncomfortable. The cold hands around Honoka’s breasts tighten its grip.
“Will you stop pretending to be so innocent? It makes me fucking sick.” Disgusted eyes gazed down at Honoka. The hand started to viciously squeeze and fondle Honoka’s breasts.
Honoka felt a gross sensation as her breasts were being played with roughly. Fingers ran against her smooth skin. Her nipples were being pinched and pulled on. Her whole body squirmed but the skipping ropes held her down. Muffled panting sounded from the duct tape masking Honoka’s mouth. Sadistic giggling echoed around the storage room.
“Wait, there is something missing.” Another girl suddenly announced with a malevolent grin spread across her face. In her hand, she held one end of a skipping rope, gently waving it in front of everyone. White liquid dripped from the handle of the skipping rope. “Honoka, I hope you don’t mind but I used up your entire bottle of moisturiser to make this skipping rope nice and slippery.” She took a step forward as she approached Honoka. “After all, it’ll be harder to go in if it’s raw…”
Honoka’s eyes widened with terror. She watched as the girl with the skipping rope approached her from the front, childishly giggling to herself. There’s no way she is going to do THAT, is she? Honoka panicked in her mind. She thrashed her body on the desk harder, but girls flocked around her and held her down. The girl with the skipping rope stopped advancing, and leaned in closer to Honoka’s pussy. Her face stopped inches from Honoka’s pussy. In the cold room, Honoka felt the nasty warmth of breath breathing onto her private parts.
Suddenly, Honoka felt two rough fingers pushing up against the lips of her pussy. A strange sensation shot up her body as the fingers made contact. In response, she gave a sharp squeak. Please don’t touch me there! Honoka felt fingers struggling to push open her pussy. She felt her vulva continuously being picked at. Something hard and wet pushed up against the entrance of her pussy. The wet and cool texture of moisturiser sent shivers running up Honoka’s spine. Stop this, please! I don’t want this! I don’t want it! One last plead muffled from behind the duct tape around her mouth, but it went unheard again.
A sudden sharp pain ran up Honoka’s body. A painful Squeal followed. Honoka’s Face froze in shock. The handle of the skipping rope was forcefully plunged deep into her pussy. She felt something hard bulging against the inside walls of her vagina. The gross feeling of cold moisturiser oozing around could be felt in her insides. No… They did it… they took it… Red liquid dribbled out from the entrance of her pussy, running down the skipping rope. They broke her hymen.
“Oh my god, she was a virgin!” A girl noticed the blood.
“This is amazing! Little miss perfect lost her virginity to the handle of a skipping rope?” The room burst into a teasing laughter. “Wow, Honoka! You could have at least saved it for a human!”
“Really? A virgin at the age of eighteen? With all the attention she gets from boys, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she had been secretly fucking multiple cocks every day.” The girls continued to mock Honoka.
“Maybe she was saving it for someone special?” A spiteful chuckle followed. “Oh well, that special someone will probably be really disappointed now!”
Honoka lay there unmoving while the girls made fun of her. They took it… Her lifeless eyes looked down at the skipping rope sticking out of her pussy. Blood from her broken hymen slowly ran down it. She lowered her head to hide her face. They actually took it…
“I think we should celebrate Honoka losing her virginity with some pictures!” All at once, the girls agreed and drew out their phones from their pockets and aimed it at Honoka. Lights flashed all around Honoka as her most humiliated moment was recorded onto their phones. Honoka simply stayed motionless with her head down. The girls giggled and swarmed around Honoka for pictures. Close ups of her asshole, pussy and nipples were taken; especially close ups of her pussy, which still had the blood stained skipping rope firmly planted in it.
“Okay, I think it’s about time we go.” A voice announced from amidst the camera flashes. “We need to give Honoka some alone time.” The girls chuckled in agreement and began leaving the room, one by one.
As the number of people in the room lessened, Honoka could only sit and watch them leave. Wait… don’t leave me like this. Honoka wanted to beg but no sound came out of her exhausted throat. I don’t want to spend the night here by myself. Her exhausted eyes stared at the last people to leave; her cheeks were swollen from the tears.
“Don’t worry, we’ll come back for you tomorrow… Probably.” The last one to leave the room laughed as she closed the door.
The light in the room slowly disappeared. Wait! Don’t go! With the rest of her strength, Honoka gave one final muffled moan. She gazed at the direction of the closing door, but she could see no sign of mercy. Instead, Unremorseful eyes peering from behind the door were the last things Honoka saw before complete darkness enveloped the room.