This choice: Light punishment: they make you do silly things for their entertainment • Go Back...Chapter #6Light punishment: the girls make a video. by: Lusc   You plead with the two girls in hopes that they might let you go. Between their angry looks and your new surroundings you know this is a long shot but there's no better option. You've heard rumors of bad things happening in these woods. Just last year there was a story of a junior schoolboy found here. He was tied to a tree and caked in dried semen. You refuse to let that be you.
"I wasn't peeking. I swear!" You start. "The other bathroom... it was locked and I really had to go..."
Chelsea and Taylor tower over you from your cowering position in the dirt and to your surprise, they seem to listen to your cries for mercy, at least for a moment.
"Hmmm." Hums Chelsea as her expression softens.
"What is it Chels?"
"I think Dougie is telling the truth. Wasn't the boys room closed?"
"I dunno." Taylor shrugs.
"It was!" You plea. "I swear it was!"
"Well you still snuck into a girls washroom, Dougie. That makes you a perv regardless." Taylor continues.
"Yeah. We can't just let that go unpunished." Chelsea says with a grin.
The two give you a malicious look and you feel your fate is sealed. The only thing left to do is beg them not to break you.
"P-please. I don't want to end up like the other boy." You say with a shakiness in your voice.
The two schoolgirls grin knowingly to one another.
"What do you say, Chels? Should we go easy on him?"
"Maybe if you're a good bitch we won't tell the whole school about how you were spying on us in the girls washroom." Chelsea says.
"Strip for us first." She continues.
Fearful of their wrath you obey and begin to strip out of your clothes.
Soon the cold hard ground is against your bare skin but the laughter of the two girls feels far worse.
"Hahaha. he actually did it!" Chelsea says as she steps forwards, kicking away your discarded clothing.
"That's a good start perv." Taylor says as the chubby girl pulls out her cellphone.
By the time you realize what's about to happen the camera flash has already gone off.
"Cute..." Taylor remarks as she goes to take a second photo.
"...But these pics don't capture how much of a perv he is. What do you think, Chels?"
You're kneeling in the dirt when you look up to see Chelsea nodding intently. She has a permanent marker in her hand and smiles as she leans down to write over your chest. "Pervert" "Bitch" She writes, sparing no expense to make the writing as bold and permanent as possible. You know it will take days to wash this off.
The camera clicks again...
"It's still missing something." Taylor mentions
"Oh, Dougie I almost forgot your favorite part." Chelsea says with a big smile. Her slender hand reaches down to her jeans while the denim makes a poor attempt to conceal the massive cock that lurks within. Confronted with the giant dick up close and personal your stomach drops and your body freezes in place. With a quick unzip, 8 inches of semi-hard girlcock come swinging out of Chelsea's pants and swing right into your face. A loud slap and a painful sting punctuates the freeing of her half limp cock.
"Now we're talking!" A few more camera clicks echo out through the woods.
Chelsea grabs a hold of her dick and points it at you.
"You wanted to watch girls piss didn't you?" Chelsea starts.
You never wanted this to happen. The boys room was locked.
"No. I just-" *Smack*
Chelsea's heavy cock slaps across your face again. This time she hits you in the eye with enough force that a couple tears start to run down your cheek. You shut up immediately thanks to the painful humiliation and dazing effects of being cockslapped a second time. Maybe talking back to these two is a bad idea. Maybe it's wrong. Maybe you are their bitch.
"Oooh. You're so mean, Chels!" Taylor giggles before continuing your torture.
"Here. I'll start recording. We both know what he really wants." She goads.
"Mhmmm." Says Chelsea. "Here you go, bitch."
And that's when you feel it. The warm and pungent sensation of piss washes over you. The camera's red light blinks while you kneel in the dirt with sharpie over your chest and pee dripping all over you. You stare at the yellow puddle growing beneath you, waiting for the duo to be done but their cruelty continues.
"Alright, girls." Says the camera operator.
"This is Dougie, the school perv. He just snuck into the girls washroom to watch us piss. Isn't that right, Dougie?"
You nod silently, staring at the ground while Chelsea continues to slowly piss against the side of your face. There's no point in resisting now.
"But now you've found your calling in life. A human toilet." Taylor laughs.
"Open up, Bitch." Chelsea says as she finishes using your face like a latrine.
You don't want to do it but the cock shaped bruise on your face is a grim reminder of what is to come if you don't comply. You reluctantly open up and Chelsea's salty girlcock slides into your mouth. "That'a boy." Chelsea says with a look of contentment. "He'll probably make a decent cocksucker too." But just then, a snapping twig and some encroaching voices interrupt the scene.
With a pop, your mouth is empty and the two girls quickly scramble to escape.
"See you tomorrow, Dougie." Taylor says as she winks and stuffs away her phone, looking towards the distant noise and running in the opposite direction.
"Yeah, see you at school, bitch." Chelsea says. The two run off into the woods, leaving you in your disheveled state. The taste cock faintly accompanied by piss continues to linger in your mouth.
What happens next? Does Doug escape home? Does someone find him?
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