I passed the back of my hand between her legs from behind. The back of my hand's and fingers touched slightly her pussy lips, which were quite wet, an... then went backward on her anus, which was slightly swollen. "Well, I said, it is sweet AND wet". In fact she doesn't need to drink any wine to do strange things, I thought, and, she might be very impressive when drunk !I turned my hand with palm up and I placed my fingers on the centre part of her pussy at the wettest place of it, and I suddenly. I’m on the verge of passing out when at last he lets go. While I’m caught up and weak in my fit of coughing, I feel his hand on my wrists replaced with something smooth and tight. I know I should try to fight at this point, it’s my best chance of escape but I’m just so limp. I don’t think I could move if I wanted to. I don’t even notice my eyes are still closed till another slap connects to my face bringing me back to. The bruise stings even more from the fresh abuse. I wake to a new quiet. At a local bar we drinked and laughed with our group of friends, a girl from school, Wendy was there too and tried to flirt with me, Gina wasn't happy with that, almost furious if you looked into her eyes. Wendy went to the restroom and Gina followed, minutes went by and Gina walked out the restroom.Everyone was having fun and didn't notice that Wendy was not back out,we called it a night and went home.The next day on school, the police was questioning students because Wendy didn't came home. Whack!! (On her ass) She screamed and cried, "I told you to swallow every drop bitch!" Whack, whack!!! (Even harder again) "Ahhhh" she squealed. "I also told you not to scream!" I grabbed her panties that were still moist from her pussy and sweat and stuffed them in her mouth, I then ripped off some clear tape and taped her mouth. I wanted to see the panties poking out! Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack!!! "That was only five, your lucky I'm not in a bad mood." But the good news is your squeals.