Part 2

It was meant to be by Emma No knickers

Part 2



Soon the boys were back but they were not alone I could see two other figures in the shade waiting and Denise's reaction to seeing Kevin was bad enough how would she react when she saw the other two. I could not hear what was being said as they were too far away but I could see Denise shake her head as John held up a length of garden cane. He had obviously just bought and I really did feel so sorry for Denise at the thought of her being caned by them.

They started to walk back towards the handrail which was quite close to me and I could hear Paul tell Denise to warm her fat arse again since it had cooled down a bit. Without the slightest hesitation she began to lift her knees and smack her own bum again as they all laughed she was made to go slowly round the room. While she continued to perform this absurd humiliation of herself for their amusement Paul asked her if perhaps she thought that enough people had seen her behaving like the bitch she is or did she want more.

Of course she pleaded with Paul not to tell anyone about this but little did she know how much worse it was soon to be. Paul continued to tease Denise by saying what a dirty bitch she knew she was and everyone should know it. My heart missed a beat as he then said how would she like her best friend Emma (me) to see her, she still never stopped smacking herself as she said how bad that would be and she was behaving herself so why were they still being mean to her.

Once again she was becoming out of breath having to keep up her task and as she turned away from the boys to face me Paul beckoned the newcomers to enter. I could have died on the spot it was my own younger brother Shaun with his friend Lee who lived next door to Denise. I was literally shaking myself as I saw their faces with mocking grins all over them and as soon as Denise turned round she would see them for herself.

Oh god what would she do when she saw them I thought and how could Paul let a couple of eleven year olds see her like this it was so unfair after he had got her to do so much already. I held my breath as she turned round, still the slaps to her own bum rang out as loud as ever. For a moment she seemed not to realise that they were two more spectators to see her shameful display and then she shrieked out loud. She stopped and just shook her head in dismay not even trying to cover herself up, "come on girl" yelled Paul " you know the alternative". For a second I thought she was just going to run away but she gave a low moan and hissed "please God no" then reached her hand behind her to deliver to her scarlet bum cheeks another stinging smack and set off slowly to continue her obscene ritual.

I could not imagine how much courage she had got to be able to carry on as I knew I would be curled up in a ball howling like a baby if it were me.

She was almost next to them when Paul told her to stop and let them all see what a whore she was. Without needing to be told she faced them and put her hands behind her back and opened her legs "look the bitch is loving every minute" laughed John. Paul took hold of her breasts and asked to her tell Shaun and Lee what they were called as she was a whore. At first she said "boobs" and they all laughed except Paul who gave her a hard slap right across them. Whores have tits he yelled at her not boobs or breasts or even a chest they have tits like you do. Her face was almost as red as her bum as she had to ask Shaun and Lee if they wanted to feel her tits.

They were both a bit overwhelmed by it all and just gave her a quick grope but John and Kevin took a breast each and began to play. They tugged and pulled at her nipples even having a competition to see who could lift a boob the highest, she was almost on tip-toe as they let them drop. They finished off by flicking cruelly at her now hard nipples and Paul made her jump up and down ten times and repeat "I have tits like a whore".

She had to turn round and let them see her bum and she was asked what she thought it should be called. She hesitated and then said my bottom but quickly changed it to backside. Again Paul was quick to admonish her "it's your arse you whore" and gave her a slap to each cheek. She was made to touch her toes and the boys all took turns to feel all over her bum and give her a spanking, she had to thank each one for "smacking my fat arse " when they finished.

She made to stand up but Paul told her they had not quite finished with her arse just yet and even I blushed for her when Paul told her what to do next. He wanted her to open her legs a little bend her knees and reach round with her hands to pull apart her own bum cheeks. I could see her take a deep breath and do exactly as he had told her.

Now the proper word is "anus" but we all know that she is a whore so what do we call it Denise. She seemed to stutter but said quietly "arse hole Sir", Paul seemed please but was not happy until she had said it as loud as she could almost shouting "arse hole". Paul told each of them to take a good look and imagine that some women even like to be fucked up there. As they took turns to examine her most secret place Paul asked her if she had ever thought about getting cock in her arse hole. She whispered "no" and then he asked John to show him what else he had bought from the shop. John gave him a carrot and he laughed as he held in front of Denise's face, "shall we see if your arse hole can take this".

"Please no" she pleaded only to be told that it was not a question but a statement and she had a choice to do it herself or to let Lee do it for her. Paul continued that it would be good for Lee to do it and maybe he would tell his Mum and Dad how he had pushed a carrot up the arse of his snotty next door neighbour. He asked Lee if he would like to do it and of course he said he would love to and then they all laughed when he said he would ask Denise's Mum the next day if she liked carrots.

A sobbing Denise had no choice she could hardly let an eleven-year-old do something so humiliating to her but was it any better doing it herself. She was allowed to put her knees to the floor ad they all burst out laughing when she took hold of the carrot and Paul asked her what she wanted to do with it. She would not answer at first and after a quick spanking from Paul she was made to say, "please can I fuck my arse hole with the carrot".

I felt such incomprehension at how she could do all this and thought that Paul was going too far making her do something so unnatural. Despite my thoughts on how disgusting it was I actually felt disappointed that she was facing me and I would not see the carrot go in to her bum hole. I could see her reach round behind her and her face twist with agony as she tried to push the carrot in side her. John and Paul took hold of her bum cheeks and spread them as wide as they could as Kevin exclaimed that she would never get it up her. Then Paul leaned over and actually spit on to her bum hole, "come on lads give the girl some help' she need to make it slip easier". I gasped unbelievingly as one by one they took turns to spit on her anus, they had several goes and they laughed when the hit a bullseye as they said.

This time I could sense the carrot going in as they cheered her on "come on girl push harder" said Paul "oh god that's gross" said another and then my own brother made me cringe when he said "I would love to see my sister do that". They all burst out laughing except for him and Lee as Paul said; "well you never know your luck". I shuddered with absolute shame at the picture in my mind yet felt a strange feeling between my legs.

Denise was now made to try and fuck herself with the carrot and she looked like she was in a daze as she pushed harder and faster while they mocked her. "What a dirty bitch", "look at the whore", "I bet she would like to be arse fucked for real" they all stared intently at her disgusting display.

Paul took over with the carrot as Denise was made to move her attention to her pussy and told to masturbate herself until she came. Everyone was crouched round her trying to get as close as possible to see her fingers in her own sex or so I thought.

A hand touched my shoulder, it was Carl with a leering look on his face. "I hear you got a new nickname" he smiled, I could not believe how confident he was for a thirteen year old. I was speechless as he dropped his trousers to his ankles and waved his little cock at me. I hesitated before he looked across at the spectacle outside "we can always do it out there" he laughed. It was no good I knew I would have to do it and moved closer to him but before making me open my mouth he took great delight in rubbing his cock all over my face. I was shocked when he told me that he had read some magazines about this and maybe I should lick his balls first, he gave a laugh as I began to tongue his tiny balls barely covered in any hair at all.

The little bastard even gave my face a few slaps with his cock before pushing it hard in to my mouth "come on cocksucker, I've got a surprise for you". I could feel his cock swell a little and thought how quickly he had cum but he had not cum he was pissing!

It took me a second to realise as the warm liquid ran down my throat what was happening, I tried to gag but he had put both hands behind my head to pull me tight against him. The piss was about to burst out of my mouth and in a split second I knew that I had to swallow again or I would be going home with my clothes covered in it. I could do nothing but swallow mouthful after mouthful of the horrendous fountain erupting from his cock inside my mouth.

At last he tensed up and released the last spurt of piss in to my throat while still holding my head but it was not over yet as he began to violently mouth fuck me. I could only think I was glad he only had a small dick as he was hitting the back of my throat with it now. He called me a piss-drinking bitch and did I like the taste, as they would all want to piss in my mouth once he told them. I hated myself for letting this all happen but I was trapped now and as I felt the familiar twitch of a cock ready to cum I prepared to swallow his spunk as well as his piss.

Just as he was about to shoot his load he pulled his cock from my face and before I could do anything he was shooting cum all over my face.

I closed my eyes but not before looking at the amused expression on his face and I felt his warm seamen dribble off my face. He held my hair tight at the top of my head with one hand while the other wiped his spunk from my face then roughly pushed his cum covered fingers in my mouth.

"Lick them clean you dirty bitch" he spat and despite the incredible humiliation of how this thirteen year old was treating me I did as I was told. He laughed as I tried to wipe the remaining sperm from my face and as he pulled his trousers up he smiled "oh yeah almost forgot Paul want's you naked for the next one".

I looked out at Denise in time to see her come to a shattering orgasm, Paul was fucking her bum like crazy with the carrot and her hand was buried deep in her pussy as she screamed and shouted for all the world to hear. The boys looked on amazed as she shook her body and gasped for air looking like she was totally out of control of her mind.

The boys took turns to drink from a large bottle of cider while Denise tried to recover and after about ten minutes she was told it was time to lay on her back on show them what was between her legs. She almost seemed eager to assume the position and spread her legs wide apart.

After admitting it was a cunt she had and not a pussy like nice girls she was made to pull open her lips so that they could all see inside her. While I watched my friend try to open herself as wide as she could I remembered Carl's words and without releasing began to take off my clothes. I knew my brother was out there and prayed he would not be allowed to see me naked but there was nothing I could do about it now.

Soon I was completely naked; I even removed my shoes and shivered at the cold before covering myself with my coat. I could see the boys taking it in turns to push their fingers inside Denise's pussy and they all laughed how wet she was, it was Paul who told them to put their fingers in her mouth when they had finished so they did not go home smelling of a whores cunt.

Paul said it was time that they really gave the whore something to cry about now and made her beg to be caned across her fat bare arse. She was told to stand up in the middle of the floor while they got a few things ready meanwhile I saw Kevin and John walking towards me.

I had the coat covering myself when they walked in and as John pulled it from me they both laughed. "We certainly never expected to see you naked as well" smiled Kevin and led me out through a door to the yard of the factory. "Please not out here" I begged only to be told I was I no position to argue and to stand still and let them have a good look at me.

Outside in the open air I let them feel every inch of my body, they mauled my boobs and bum and even put their fingers inside me telling me I was nothing but a dirty bitch like Denise. They laughed when I begged them not to let my brother see me naked and then I wanted to cry as they said I should worry about letting him piss in my mouth let alone see my tits.

Next I had to lay on my back on the cold floor and open my legs and arms like a star. I was told not move a muscle while they both took out their cocks. "NO" I shouted when I saw what they were going to do; I was going to be pissed on!

Huge smiles spread across their faces as Kevin and then John began to urinate on me. They moved around me trying to cover as much of my body as possible taking great delight in getting their hot stream right between my pussy lips. I thought they were never going to stop and with the last drops they aimed at my face laughing uncontrollably as they did.

"You're a piss whore" they laughed and Kevin grabbed my hair to lead me to where all the pee had run in to a puddle close by me. "Roll in it you fucking dirty bitch" he sneered at me and I let my body roll in to the now cold urine. They watched me for a few minutes and then John held my head and wiped my hair in the piss, "now lick it all up" he hissed in my ear. John will be out in a minute and it better all be gone I was warned and they left me to my filthy task.

There was still a puddle of cold piss when John came outside but I was hungrily lapping at it like a dog. "Well Emma, who would have believed it" he exclaimed "I think you are more of a bitch than your friend". I was told that next time he was going to put a collar and lead on me and take me all around these fields outside the factory, naked of course. I never even thought about stopping dipping my tongue in the piss as he watched me. "O K you can finish your drink later" he laughed and led me even further away from the building. "Please" I begged "someone might see me", and with that he laughed that he hoped so. I suddenly heard a noise and realised it was a train and we were only a few yards from the track. Paul looked at his watch and laughed that it was a few minutes early and then told me it was full of football fans coming to the game.

Quickly he made me get on the floor on my back and grab my legs with my arms and pull them up to my chest. He reached down and moved my legs apart to leave me lewdly displayed, he just had time to spread my pussy lips with his fingers so I was thoroughly on show.

I saw the train come in to view and noticed it was slowing down and Paul laughed that they would get a good look at me now. I was literally a few feet away from the track as the first carriage went past. All the faces seemed a blur but I saw some open windows and began to hear shouts of amazement. I had to close my eyes as I heard all sorts of comments ring out and then I froze with fear as I heard the sound of Paul undoing his zip. I opened my eyes to see the train almost at a standstill and Paul waiving his cock at me, "open your mouth whore" he laughed.

His piss was right on target and I swallowed as soon as it hit my mouth, he then trailed it down over my boobs on to pussy and the hot stream even moved my pussy lips further apart. He told me to arch my back even more and I felt his urine hitting me right on my bum hole.

"Fucking hell", "look at that", "he's pissing on her" all erupted from the train amid hordes of laughter. Paul waved to the amused onlookers as he put his cock away and reached with his foot to rub my pussy hard with his shoe. The train moved out of sight as he laughed at me thrusting myself up to meet his foot, "oh aren't we a randy girl Emma" he smiled

as I squealed in delight with the best orgasm of my life.