Tease Gets Punished

[Woe_Foe]

Tease Gets Punished (CLOSED)

My character:
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~Name: Julie MacArthur
~Hair: Long brown hair
~Eyes: Brown eyes
~Age: 18
~Height: 5'5"
~Body type: Supple, thin frame with 32C cup breasts and a big round butt
~Other: Valley girl accent

In character:

Last week, 12 AM:

I was drunk.

Yep, there was no way around it. There's no way that I would have been convinced to be dressed up like it - or better said, dressed in so little. Sure, I was a bit of a tease. I knew guys loved my body and especially big booty! I added that little bit of sway to my hips at school, knowing the stares it got me whenever I passed through the hallways. But I never thought I'd be doing this, rubbing my pussy against a leather couch, while I was in my bra, underwear (a flimsy black thong!!) and heels. The cool fabric of the couch really built up an ache inside of me, sending shivers down my spine just as people, girls and guys alike, cheered me. I didn't know about it at the time, but Mike (the host of the party) was filming me as I continued with this lewd act.

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Now that I'm sober and that I can think, I'm pretty sure that he was the one who spiked my drink. Mike is the one who asked me out like a thousand times already. I heard the whispers at school and of the comments he made after gym class. I think he's the one who coined my nickname "Fat Ass Julie". I didn't like it because I was a skinny girl and I would have preferred another nickname but it stuck. I'm sure that you can imagine why.

"Now that's an ass." Mike said, grinning as he walked up closer to me with that camera in hand. I didn't know what to do. At the time, I was so heated up and so deep in brain fog that I didn't even reply! I just kept going and with these stares and comments fueling me, I shook my ass as the crowd cheered.

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"FAT ASS JULIE! FAT ASS JULIE!" the people cheered and whistled. I kept rubbing myself against the couch, the cheers and perverts fueling my own depravement on camera. I kept going until...my best friend Susie managed to snap me out of me and drag me out of the party.

...

Present time: Home

Oh my god, I couldn't believe it.

"FAT ASS JULIE! FAT ASS JULIE!"

With my laptop opened up, I watched in horror as I saw my near naked body rubbing itself on Mike's couch. My mouth was opened the entire time, my shock paralyzing me in place. Susie sent me the link, where I saw myself lewdly displayed on some softcore porn website. I was on the phone with her at the moment, panicking over this. I think we both knew how deep in trouble I'd get if my dad ever saw this. For now, all I could do was click on report and hope that someone behind the screen would delete the video. Of course, I wasn't dumb! I knew that the website was probably set up in some foreign country where I'd be unable to reach anybody.

"Oh my god, who put this?!" I panicked over the phone "Was it Mike? That guy is disgusting! I'm going to sue!"


"Calm down Julie....We don't know who did it yet."

I paced back and forth, talking to my best friend while on my cellphone.

"Easy for you to say! My dad won't pay for college if he finds out about this! Oh my god, I'm so dead..."

"How will he know about this? Your dad would have to search for Fat Ass Julie on this website...You don't think he looks at porn, do you?"

"First of all Susie, ew." I said with disgust. Susie laughed, but quickly shut herself up. "Second of all, it doesn't matter if he finds it or not. I'm going to stress so crazy..."


*KNOCK KNOCK*

I panicked. My dad was home, sure, but he didn't normally go to my room. I quickly closed my laptop in a panic. I paused for a second, thinking (and hoping) that I was just losing my mind and that this seriously wasn't happening. Maybe it was just my brother...

"Julie?" Susie asked, before I put her on mute.

"Yes?" I asked loudly, wondering who was behind the door and what they wanted...

 

[Bevatoria]

Last week, 12 AM:

She was drunk, and there was no way around it. Otherwise, there wasn't any chance she could have been convinced to lose the top and skirt she'd been waering before then, with the tease she was. I'd always seen the way her hips swayed, the way she smiled at the guys would' never have her...which was why I had her doing this, here and now, grinding against the couch with just her flimsy black underwear on.

And of course I was filming it. I'd asked her out probably a thousand times already, getting turned down each time. The nick name I'd spread for her, 'Fat Ass Julie', had stuck. She was pretty thin, but that booty stuck out on her like neon blue hair on a chick, or a guy who was into yoga.

"Now that's an ass." I smirked with my camera in hand, watching her shake her ass as the crowd cheered...

"FAT ASS JULIE! FAT ASS JULIE!"

Eventually, all good things had to come to an end as her 'friend' dragged her out...

Present time: Julie's home

It had been easy to convince her Dad that I was a friend of hers and just wanted to see her, giving my winning smile. After all, I was Mike Walters, and I could charm almost anyone when I wanted to. Except Julie, of course. So I knocked on her door, and when she called out, I responded.

"Hey Fat Ass." I smiled, looking around to make sure her Dad wasn't in earshot. "Hope you don't mind if I come in..." I opened the door to her room, stepping in to see how she'd respond...

 

[Woe_Foe]

I panicked when I saw him - Mike Walters, the pervert who got me into this mess. I always felt so...objectified around him, even before that incident last week. The way that he looked at me, it was like a hungry animal looking at a piece of meat. Needless to say that I felt a little uneasy seeing him here, and I quickly unmuted Susie who was on the other line. No point not being careful. I just as quickly looked at my own outfit and thanked myself, at least mentally, that I was wearing tight blue jeans (that while they hugged my big ass, they didn't exactly show it off like that thong in the video) and a black long sleeve (showing just a tiny bit of cleavage); nothing too revealing so nothing to worry about when it came to Mike.

I sighed as he walked in, as he called me by that nickname. Fat ass Julie. The stupid nickname he came up with.

"Hope you don't mind if I come in..." Mike said, coming inside despite not getting answer from me and closing the door behind him. Just who did he think he was?! I had half a mind to call my dad but...you know, I'd rather him just leave by himself.

"Of course I mind!" I said loudly "Get out of here Mike!" before I pointed towards the door.

 

[Bevatoria]

"Uh uh uh." I teased, putting a finger on my lips "Might want to keep it down, Julie. After all, then your Dad might hear us, I'd have to leave...and then you wouldn't get to convince me to take that video of you down." I tiled my head head and stepped in closer, leering Julie as if she was wearing as little as she did in the video. "Wouldn't you want to know how I got you to grind like the slut that you secretly want to be, shaking your ass for a crowd of people as they cheered you on?" I laughed. "You were great..."

"...and maybe I'd be willing to take it down." I leaned against the door, folding my arms. "So ask me to stay, little Julie...sorry, Big ass Julie..." I smirked dangerously. "...and ask me what it is *you* need to do in order to get your hot little body off of the internet."

I had no intention of doing any of that, of course, but if she thought she could do it, well...

 

[Woe_Foe]

You have no idea how mad and scared I was when Mike began to speak. I was right to feel that way, given that he started to bring up the video. Yes, that one, the one that I so desperately wanted to wipe off the face of the Earth. "Uh uh uh. Might want to keep it down, Julie. After all, then your Dad might hear us, I'd have to leave...and then you wouldn't get to convince me to take that video of you down." he spoke, come in close to me. I backed off, or at least tried until my butt bumped into the table behind me and nearly knocked my expensive iPhone down. I turned my face to his and nearly shook from the way that he was looking at me. "Wouldn't you want to know how I got you to grind like the slut that you secretly want to be, shaking your ass for a crowd of people as they cheered you on?"

"I'm...I'm not a slut, you jackass!" I said with a huff, although tried not to be as loud as I was just a minute before. He was right, I couldn't just yell at him right now...I needed to get myself out of this whole video mess asap. "I know how, you just got me drunk! Big secret."

"So ask me to stay, little Julie...sorry, Big ass Julie..." he said with a cocky bastard of a smirk, folding his arms as he knew I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I frowned at the thought and wish a big sigh, I gave in "Okay, fine. Can you please stay, Mike?"

"...and ask me what it is *you* need to do in order to get your hot little body off of the internet."

Oh come on.

"Er..." I muttered with hesitation, wondering if Susie was hearing all of this. "What do I need to do for you to get rid of that awful video?" I asked against my better judgment. If he had a way for me to get out of this mess, I was all ears I guess...

 

[Bevatoria]

"Er...What do I need to do for you to get rid of that awful video?" It seemed pretty clear she didn't like the idea of doing anything for me or with me, which suited me just fine. Frankly, I liked the idea of the chase, especially if it meant putting her in her place, and I leered down at her.

"To start...take off your shirt." I shrugged. "Or your jeans. Your choice." I took a step back, wanting to watch the show. "Just so I can figure out what I need to make you wear to the party tomorrow night."

After a beat, I spoke again. "Oh, that's a part of it, too. I need a 'date' and I've decided that I liked your little show enough that I want you to be it." That wasn't entirely true. I didn't 'need' a date - I was perfectly content showing up a lone and charming the clothes off of another hottie - but I wanted her for reason beyond the bedroom. "Would like to see what else you'd do with a drink or two in you....capisce?"

If she didn't immediately say yes, I'd make her take something else off so I could decide what she'd wear to it.

 

[Woe_Foe]

He wanted me to go to a party with him? Another party? I wasn't thrilled with the idea - that's how he got me into this mess in the first place! But again, I had to at least entertain the thought right? Maybe I could try to get him to think that I'd go to the party and skip out of it. Maybe Susie was listening to this and finding a way to remove the video from his computer. I mean, she was smart with technology...or I was just being dumb, hoping for some sort of miracle. Yeah, that was probably it. But anyway, without so much as a word, I began pulling up my top. Mike helped himself to the sight of my fit body, with the slight hint of abs on my stomach and my 32C cup covered breasts, encased within my black bra. I know, maybe I should have removed my pants but seeing as how Mike loved my round ass to the point where he came up with a demeaning nickname, I thought that I'd cover it up. In fact, I even wrapped my top around my waist, as if to cover that more.

"There you go...and I'll be your date to that stupid party." I said bitterly, hoping that he'd follow through with his promise before the party even began. "Can you get rid of that video now?"

 

[Bevatoria]

Get rid of it? The idea was ridiculous in of itself, and while part of me wanted to laugh at it...I did have to sell her on having some hope. So while I looked at her tits again, and at how perky and firm they were, I shook my head softly. "Nah. Then you'd bail on me, and have no incentive to obey." The word 'obey' came out a bit forcefully, as if I liked the idea of having her at my beck and call. But at least she responded quickly, and I gave her credit for that even if it didn't change her fate any.

"Oh, and I'll chose your outfit, too...can't have you covering up your ass and tits from me, can we?" I leered. "Speaking of which...lose the jeans, fat ass." I did a twirl with my fingers. "I'm debating what you're going to wear and it'd be helpful if I could see all of your hot little body."

As she probably debated what to do next, I tilted my head. "Just be glad you don't have to take all of your clothes off."

That'd come in the future, if I played my cards right...

 

[Woe_Foe]

Ugh...okay, so maybe I wasn't as sneaky as I hoped that I was. Mike caught on pretty quickly and made damn sure to let me know that he wouldn't do anything until after the party. So, you know, hopefully Susie was working on something (assuming that she hadn't already hung up or something). That being said, when he said "Nah. Then you'd bail on me, and have no incentive to obey.", I couldn't help but feel a little worried. It had to do how he said that word - obey. A pervert like Mike saying that, well...it worried me.

"Oh, and I'll chose your outfit, too...can't have you covering up your ass and tits from me, can we?" he said with a leer, almost in response to me tying my long sleeve around my waist. That leer changed from anger to lust, with Mike continuing "Speaking of which...lose the jeans, fat ass.", twirling his fingers impatiently.

"My ass isn't fat..." I protested under my breath. I hated that nickname.

"I'm debating what you're going to wear and it'd be helpful if I could see all of your hot little body.Just be glad you don't have to take all of your clothes off."

Sighing, almost in protest, I undid the knot that I just finished tying with my long sleeve and undid the button to my jeans. I had trouble taking them off, what with these pants being a tight squeeze and all, but I managed. Mike must have been licking his lips or something, seeing my lower half in a thong again, with my round cheeks practically eating the material up. I threw my jeans to my bed before I responded "There you go. Happy?"

 

[Bevatoria]

Well, happy was one word for it. A little turned on by having her this much under my thumb...yeah, happy would do. I watched her struggling with her jeans, leaning in to leer at her underwear covered body with a whisper: "Next time, just ask me for a little help..." I gave her ass a little smack (although it probably didn't feel that way to her) and threw open her closet. "Let's see here...what do you have in here that would work for the party..."

I wasn't about to toss outfits out on the bed like the girls in all those movies in shows do - when I made a choice I stuck with it. Still, eventually I saw one that caught my eye, and I pulled the hangar out. "Catholic schoolgirl...didn't know you were the type." I teased, frowning in concentration as I looked at her and the blouse and plaid skirt. "Looks a bit small, though..."

Inspiration struck, and I looked at her.

"Can you get me some scissors?" Moving to her, I gave her ass another slap. "Now, fat ass."

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Next time, just ask me for a little help..." he whispered so close to my ear that I felt his breath tickle my earlobe. I then yelped when he gave my round ass a smack, making me both feel and hear that slap echo through my room. I wordlessly moved away, watching me as he he searched my room for an outfit that his perverted mind would like "Let's see here...what do you have in here that would work for the party..."

I rolled my eyes, my hands rubbing my cheek while I glanced at my phone. It was still on, so Susie was probably getting all of this. Yep, my best friend was probably thinking of a way to get me out of this and I wouldn't have to go to this stupid party. I faced Mike again, hearing him say "Catholic schoolgirl...didn't know you were the type." with an awfully teasing tone. I rolled my eyes again, before I replied "You pervert. It's from Middle School."

"Can you get me some scissors?"

*SMACK*

He slapped my ass again, making me jump this time at the assault. "Ow, don't do that!" I protested, covered my butt and hoping that this wasn't as loud outside of my room.

"Now, fat ass." he said, ignoring my plea as I rushed to my dresser, covering my big butt with my small hands, before I went to opening my drawers as I quickly looked for one. Thankfully, I had a pair lying around and obediently, just as he wanted, I handed it over to him.

 

[Bevatoria]

I laid the blouse and skirt on the bed, wondering just how far to go as I looked at her, tapping my chin. "Hmm..decisions decisions..." I said teasingly. The outfit being from middle school meant I could've left it as it was and it still would have been pretty small on her, but if there was someone I wanted to totally humiliate, it was the hot, busty chick in front of me in nothing but her underwear. And so, I picked up the blouse and held the scissors daringly, snipping for show before I pushed them towards the garment.

"Can't have you covering up your body, can we..."

*SNIP*

The top button went off, and I shrugged. "Oops." Another snip, and the second one was gone, too. "Just how much cleavage do I want you to show...what do you think, Juile? Is that enough?"

Of course she did, but she probably knew not to risk pushing me further...

 

[Woe_Foe]

I paced back and forth a bit, biting my bottom lip. I was nervous - more nervous than the time I crashed my dad's car. Being in my home, half naked with a boy in...well, I wouldn't hear the end of it, that's for sure. I looked nervously towards the door, hearing this pervert say "Hmm..decisions decisions..." and showing off that pair of scissors while he held my middle school uniform. Why did he want to cut it? It was from years ago and for sure it would barely fit me as it is! I wanted to tell him just that but I needed to be obedient, or things could potentially get worse for me.

"Can't have you covering up your body, can we..." he continued to mock me, while using the scissors. Oh my god, he was cutting it! *SNIP SNIP SNIP* echoed in my room, just as I watched fabric of my old blouse got mutilated like that. A button fell down to the floor, rolling around a bit while he teased "Oops." then yet another button "Just how much cleavage do I want you to show...what do you think, Juile? Is that enough?"

I blushed red with embarrassment. My hands went to my face, almost hiding myself from this. Then with my hands out I said "Please, no more! That's enough...please."

 

[Bevatoria]

Hmmm...she'd said she had enough. Which meant, naturally, that I had to snip one more off, ensuring that she'd be showing off as much cleavage as possible...and probably the tops of her lacy bra, too. "Now you've had enough." I said with a smirk, giving her ass a harder slap. "You'll have on the lacy bra and thong, too, under the outfit...the same one you were wearing when you were grinding on that couch in front of all of the party."

I looked at her for another beat, before folding my arms. "Think you'll have a problem obeying me, Julie? Or do I need to convince you that playing along is the right thing to do?" Given that her father wasn't coming, I was tempted to push things a little further with her...a sample of what was to come.

 

[Woe_Foe]

*SLAP*

"Ow! Stop that!" I said, feeling the sting and jiggle of my famous ass when Mike took the opportunity to slap those cheeks again. I jumped away, almost like a wounded puppy, when he came up close - bouncing my tits almost to his face. He basically then commanded that I'd wear that bra and thong from the video; probably because of some sick twisted fantasy of his, having me 'Fat Ass Julie' doing exactly what he wanted. The worst part is that he'd probably get his wish, assuming that I couldn't weasel my way out of this one. Oh my god...

"Think you'll have a problem obeying me, Julie? Or do I need to convince you that playing along is the right thing to do?"

I quickly covered my ass with my hands. Well, as much of it anyway. In a panic, I shook my head and obediently replied "No no! I have no problem, please no more slaps! Just tell me at what time the party is at..."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Starts at 7 PM. I'l text you the address." With a leer, I trailed my hand back to her firm backside, only to squeeze it instead of slapping it again. "Looking forward to seeing more of you, Julie..." I teased before walking out of her room, and then her house. I'd be cohosting the party at my place, and with my parents gone for a vacation, I had every intention if it being a wild one, with Julie as the center of attention...

*************

I'd told her seven because everyone else was going to arrive at 6:30, some even earlier with beer, babes, and the intent on having a great time. There were tables with paper cups, booze to suit every taste, and music that was just a little too loud, so you had to fight to talk. People were settled into the foyer, entryway, leaning on couches and chairs, and mostly just talking, dancing some of the time when the music got suggestive.

I'd played my part, just talking to people casually, waiting for my 'guest' of honor arrive so I could put her on her pedestal, and put her in her place...I had thrown on a tight black shirt to show off my muscles - not as fit as some, but I was strong enough to want people to look - along with some lighter shorts.

The girls were dressed suggestively, but none as much as Julie when she got in...I heard a commotion near the entrance and excused myself to see what it was.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Starts at 7 PM. I'l text you the address." he said with a cruel, mean and somehow perverted stare. He came in close and I covered up my butt, but instead of going for a slap, his hand slipped underneath and gave my big backside a big squeeze. "Ah...stop that..." I protested weakly; worried about what he'd do next if I got aggressive. "Looking forward to seeing more of you, Julie..." he teased, mocking me before he made his way out of my room and hopefully, out of my house. I stood there for a moment, completely shaken up before I ran to my phone and saw that Susie was still on the line.

"Oh my god, did you hear all of that?!" I asked in a panicked state of mind.

******

So, Susie didn't have a plan. Apparently, it was difficult to make out anything that was being said and that it wasn't possible for her to hack into Mike's stuff. In fact, the very idea made her laugh because, as she said, she's good with computers but not that good. So, I did the only thing that I could - I dressed myself up as that pervert wanted. I even looked at myself in the mirror, now that my dad went to work. "Oh my god...I look so slutty." I said, looking over how my boobs were practically all shown with some crazy cleavage. I saw my flat tummy exposed too, just before I turned around and saw how short this skirt was! I swear, I could see the undersides of both asscheeks. I quickly walked away, my long brown hair flowing behind me, before I made my way out of the house and drove to Mike's place.

"Look at Fat Ass Julie's booty!" I heard some pervert say. "Damn!"

Worryingly, I made my way deeper in Mike's home, hoping to find him and get myself out of here...

 

[Bevatoria]

I laughed as I was mixing her drink. Good ol' Manny with the mouth that lacked a connection to his brain. In this case, it worked as Julie got a few jeers when he called her 'Fat Ass'. I was surprised nobody took the opportunity to give her cheeks a slap or three, but maybe I was the only one with sadistictly cruel intentions in mind. Or at least the will to act on them. I had a beer for me, and a rather 'strong' mixed drink for Julie.

No, not drugged. That would only work once, and I wanted her to be fully...okay, mostly aware of what was happening this time. Wading through the crowds and the other people going to and fro, I smiled at her as my eyes ran her up and down. "Hey, Julie. Lookin' good." I teased, extending a cup to her. "Drink this, it'll make you feel better." She wouldn't buy that, of course, but it wasn't that she had to buy...

I moved alongside her, extending a hand possessively around her torso (which was more exposed then I'd figured; a welcome treat) and leaned in. "Better then showing that video on every TV screen in here would, anyways. Lighten up." I smiled at the few people looking, wondering if they'd think we were a couple, or that Julie had indeed decided to act on her teasing ways.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Drink this, it'll make you feel better."
"Uhuh, sure..." I replied, although a bit hesitantly. I didn't want to get too snarky, because as I guessed Mike could make my life a living hell. I glanced through the crowd (seeing a few familiar faces among the party-goers) and wondered if Susie would drop by. With everything that was happening, I forgot to even ask her to show up. Maybe that way, if things got out of hand, she could help me out? You know, like last time.

I nearly shook when I felt Mike's hand touch my exposed skin, terrified that he was about to touch me inappropriately in front of everyone here. Instead, he leaned in to whisper into my ear to lighten up, that things could be worse. These words had just a hint of a threat in them, so I made sure to give him a fake smile. What the hell was he planning?

"Fine, I guess a drink or two wouldn't hurt." I said, taking the cup and sipping from it. The taste was familiar - I'm guessing that Mike gave out the same strong alcohol every time...that or I was pretty unlucky. I moved against his grasp, or rather I tried to. The way that he was holding onto my body was pretty possessive. "You know, you don't have to hold me so tight. I'm not going to run away."

 

[Bevatoria]

A drink or two wouldn't hurt, sure...but it'd sure make your judgment wobbly. I wanted - no, needed Julie's that way for what was to come. She tried to move out of my grip and whispered to me. "You know, you don't have to hold me so tight. I'm not going to run away."

Of course I didn't need to. But by the end of the night that grip was going to be the easy part for her...in response, I took a bit swig of my beer and leaned in. "Of course I don't need to, Julie...it's just that I want to. You've got a hot little bod and every moment it's against mine reminds you of your place..." Still, I relented just a bit as I let her go, although not without giving her ass a little slap. "C'mon, let's find a place to sit down and relax a bit."

Not that I was going to go straight anywhere. I took her the long way around, saying hi to some folks, passing the crowded living room, a few people hanging around on the stairs...all so they knew who the sluttiest dressed person in the party was, and that she was with me. By the time we'd made the rounds of the house, I was ready for another beer, and I made her another cocktail - a long island iced tea that time. "Can't be at the party with an empty drink hand, Fat Ass..."

Unless her hands were somewhere else, anyways.

Eventually, we went downstairs, where there were some folks playing pool, darts, and a general din that was audible even with the music. Still, there was a rather large couch chair that I settled on; it was unoccupied, and setting my drink on a nearby table, I sat into it, looking at Julie.

A friend of mine had his phone out for other photos but started to focus it on Julie as I spoke.

"C'mon, girl, Sit down...don't be rude." I patted in front of my lap. "After you take another drink, of course."

 

[Woe_Foe]

It's funny; I couldn't tell whether it was because the drink was strong, or because of how little I've drank in my life, but I really started to feel the effects of that drink as we went downstairs. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't exactly stumbling down the stairs or needed help standing straight; I was a light-weight but not that much of one. But I did feel the slight feeling of my inhibitions slipping away. I don't know, a little less embarrassed about my outfit. I was feeling that fake bravery that comes with alcohol. But all of that aside, I found myself in a shabby room, filled with all sorts of bar games like pool and darts. But Mike wasn't focused on that - he was focused on the couch and judging from how he was patting on his lap. Well...

"C'mon, girl, Sit down...don't be rude. After you take another drink, of course."

He gave me a cup of alcohol; it looked different this time but I figured that it was going to be just as strong. I took a sip and saw that I was right. "Well, here goes nothing..." I thought to myself, slowly planting my round butt on Mike's lap. I gasped at the feeling of his crotch pressing against my bare bottom cheeks but quickly sipping more from my cup, as if to distract myself.

"There, just like you wanted. Happy?" I asked bitterly, before occupying myself with this drink.

 

[Bevatoria]

Well...it wasn't just like I wanted, something I hinted at as my hands ran up and down her sides, teasing the fabric of her blouse and skirt. Her pert ass subltly pushing against my crotch was kind of hot, too, but it was involuntary...I leaned in, pulling her back towards me as I whispered against her ear.

"You're not everything I want...not yet." My voice hinted at something more, as I pulled her collar open a bit to show as much of her tantalizing cleavage as possible to the rude, semi-drunk partygoers. "But we can work on that." One of my hands grabbed her hair and twisted her head a bit so I could lean in and kiss her on the lips, hard, tasting the booze she'd rank and her sweet lips against mine, possessing her mouth. My other hand pushed the hem of her skirt up, teasing her bare thigh and maybe showing a hint of her skimpy thong.

I pulled away, looking her in the eye. "Remember the video..." I said harshly, grabbing one of her breasts through her blouse and squeezing it wantonly for the crowd and the people who'd gotten their phones out. "...right, Fat ass?" Speaking of which, it was time to get to work on that...

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Oh my god!" I cried out in protest when his hand went to my blouse and pulled on the collar; pushing out more of my bra covered breasts to both him and the partygoers who were all over the place. "Stop - AH!" I then continued with a loud whimper as he pulled on my hair, not too rough but enough for me to feel some pain. With that, he came up and kissed me hard on the lips, moving my lips as if to bring his tongue in. I opened up, terrified that he would lift up my skirt for the people around us. He just as well could have, seeing how little this thing was probably covering anyway...

He pulled away. Confused, I looked at him in the eye "Remember the video..." he said harshly, roughly grabbing one of my breasts and squeezing it hard. It was almost painful again, as I gasped and whimpered with every squeeze he gave it. "...right, Fat ass?" he continued, obviously wanting me to say something even with this humiliation.

"Y-Yes Mike!" I responded, flustered with this perverted feeling me up. "What about it?"

 

[Bevatoria]

What about it? Well, it was time to build on that, and I leaned in to her again. "I think you had enough practice on that couch to do it on me, doll. Start to grind your ass back into me, like you really want it..." I gave her ass a bit of a slap then, and conitnued to speak. "...show these folks why it is you dressed up like a slut, to show these people once and for all you're not just a tease."

I went to twist her hair a bit in my grip, keeping my voice low. "Otherwise, I'll just take what I want from you." I felt my cock grow a bit harder at the thought, and pushed my hips into her rear a bit. "Got that?"

Then, a little louder, I shouted to everyone. "Julie's got something she wants everyone to see...c'mon, girl. Show us what you've got."

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Julie's got something she wants everyone to see...c'mon, girl. Show us what you've got."

Everyone turned to see me. I sat there, on Mike's lap, terrifed and not knowing what to do. On one hand, while I liked some spotlight, this was too much. On the other, I knew that I had to follow through. I went this far, and might as well continue a little bit for the chance to get rid of that stupid video. With a sigh, I began to move my ass against Mike's crotch. I ignored the catcalls and whistles, seeing everyone stare at me as I began rocking my hips against this pervert, my short skirt hiking up with every movement I made.

"Oh god, stop looking people..." I muttered to myself, closing my eyes and pretending no one here was around. Including Mike.