Chains, bats with long nails driven through them, brass knuckles, and various other weapons were taken out. Faces painted like skulls, death metal t-s...irts, and the rank scent of hard liquor surrounded me. I just stood there, in nothing but my pants, and said in as clear a voice as I could, ‘You killed her.’ They laughed cruel laughs full of mirth at someone’s pain and suffering. They laughed at me and at the chaos they had caused. I balled up my fist as hard as a steel bearing and lunged at. Ow! Four.”“You’re not the only one that hurt. You have more padding on your butt than I have on my palm. Anyway.”“Five ... six ... seven ... Ouch!”“More fingers, less palm. Let’s try that again.”“Ow, nine.”“Can’t be nine. We didn’t have eight.”“You’re really getting into this! Eight ... nine ... ouch! Ten!”“Now, is my schoolgirl in pigtails sorry that she was saucy?”“Yes! I’m very sorry, sir. Now, may I stand up?”“No! Now, you get your licking for dressing indecently. And, speaking of indecent,. “It’s not… no worries.” “I at least want you to have a nice time before you go.” As she said that she moved my hands to her chest. Her small frame grinding against my body as she did so. Alyssa was a grade below me and we talked occasionally but not much, she was about my height and had a nice body, blonde hair. You know what most high school guys like. I moved her boobs around as she only sat there enjoying herself. I moved my hand from her left boob and slipped it. I feel flush and excuse myself to the bathroom just to take a breath and calm down, the excitement is really hitting me. When I come back I see that you have slid out to the edge of the booth seat and he has slid in, leaving a space for me. You suggest I take a seat by him. I sit down, checking your face for approval. You have that worked-up horny look in your eye. He leans back in the booth a little, exposing a growing bulge in his pants. I look back to you and you nod toward him, inviting me.
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