Chapter 2: Building Tension
Lucy's heart beat faster as she slipped out from the school's back door, clutching onto her backpack straps. She released a long, slow breath and craned her neck behind her, checking if anyone saw. To her relief, the coast was clear, but it never stopped her from being careful. After all, you can never be too cautious when you attend Forest Grove High-or rather, when you're a junior in this god-awful place.
And Lucy knew better than anyone how important it was to fly under the radar.
Her route home cut through some woods situated behind the school. She quickened her pace, dragging her black, heavy boots through the bed of dry leaves. In her mind, she was already home, curled up on her bed with a new book, maybe one set in an enchanted world where the heroines looked nothing like her.
She'd hurl herself into a new tale, imagining falling in love with a brave, witty prince who loved her for who she was-not for the size of her chest or the awkwardness of her smile. Lucy's face grew warm, her breath blasting against the chilly fall air. She surveyed the area, checking for any other students prowling the woods. None, thank God.
A crunch echoed behind her, and Lucy's pulse jumped. Something wasn't right.
Lucy whirled around, scanning the path for any signs of movement. Her heart hammered in her chest, her palms slick with sweat.
"Looking for someone, Lucy?"
The sneering voice made Lucy's stomach drop.
Two girls emerged from the trees, tall and confident. Erin and Lara, leaders of the popular clique. They seemed like they owned the world, and they wanted Lucy to know it.
Lucy tightened her grip on her backpack, swallowing hard. Why did they have to pick on her?
Lucy, who preferred books over parties, who was more comfortable analyzing Shakespeare than flirting with boys. She refused to pretend to be anyone other than herself. And this made her a target.
Erin, the blond cheerleader, stepped forward, her heels sinking into the fallen leaves. "Care to join us, Lucy?" Lara, raven-haired and athletic, hung back but flashed her a fake smile. Lucy knew it wasn't genuine, but her heart skipped a beat anyway.
Her cheeks flushed, and she looked away. "N-no, thank you," she stuttered. "I-I have homework."
Erin laughed, the sound like nails against a chalkboard. "Homework, huh? On a Friday?" She glanced at Lara and rolled her eyes. "Come on, Lucy. Don't you ever want to have some fun?"
Lucy summoned what little courage she had. "I'm fine thanks" she replied, turning to walk away as quickly as possible.
Suddenly she heard rapid footsteps and she felt a sudden pull.
"Don't need this anymore" cackled Lara as she yanked Lucy's backpack down. Lucy tripped backwards as her books went flying everywhere.
Upon hitting the ground, she felt the stinging pain in her hands as they landed into the pile of dried leaves.
"Awww" Erin giggled as Lucy tried to scramble back to her feet. "Did Lara break the nerd?" she joked. Lara snickered beside her, the cruel laughter causing Lucy's eyes to prickle with tears.
"Leave me alone," Lucy pleaded, as she moved to pick up her bag. Her heart sank however when she felt a pair of hands grab the waist band of her jeans.
Erin yanked down hard. Lucy shrieked and Lara burst out laughing at the sight. Lucy's wide behind was covered by a pair of bright white panties and her chubby thighs were shaking as she struggled to pull her trousers back up.
"Looking good girl!" Lara mockingly cried, slapping Lucy hard on her pantie covered bum. Lucy fell forward, unable to take a step due to the jeans around her ankles. As she squirmed around on the floor she felt her arms be grabbed and yanked behind her back.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt tape being wrapped around her wrists.
With each tug on the tape, Lucy's frustration grew. Frustration at herself for being so weak, so helpless against these girls. She had always been an easy target, but lately, it felt like they were stepping up their games.
Erin and Lara backed away, admiring their handiwork as they shared another laugh. Lucy's jeans were still around her ankles, and she was trapped in that position, unable to even turn over. The cold air nipped at her exposed thighs, making her shiver.
"Looking a bit chilly Lucy" Erin teased as she walked over to kneel on the back of Lucy's head. Her thighs squeezed together as Lucy's face was pushed down into the dirt.
The scent of soil and leaves filled her nostrils as she struggled to breathe.
"Let me go!" Lucy yelled, her words garbled by the obstruction of Erin's legs. Spit and dirt flew from her lips, landing on dried leaves. Her captors' laughter echoed in her ears, pairs of feet walking around her prostrate form.
"Do you like it rough, Lucy?" Erin asked, her voice dripping with mockery. Lucy's whole face burned with shame. She could hear Lara giggling beside her.
"Of course she doesn't" Lara laughed, "You think any guy would stoop that low?"
Erin's giggle sounded sarcastic as she pushed her thighs harder into Lucy's head. "What do you think, Lucy? Are you willing to go that far just to fit in with us?" Her words hung heavy in the air, and Lucy shook her head, praying they would leave.
"Well, you seem to enjoy it" Erin sneered. Instead of getting off Lucy, she started to move her thighs in a circular motion.
Lucy struggled to breathe as her face was smashed further into the mud and dirt.
Suddenly she felt the cold touch of metal on her back. "Why don't we have a look at what little Lucy's been hiding from everyone?" asked Lara as she began to cut Lucy's t shirt.
With each snip, Lucy flinched, feeling the exposure of her skin to the cold forest air.
First her t-shirt was torn, revealing pale shoulders and her simple white bra strap. Lara sliced through it with ease, leaving Lucy's bare back exposed. But Erin was not satisfied with leaving Lucy any dignity.
"Ready to show the world what you've got in your locker, Lucy?" Lara teased as she began to roll her over.
Lucy kicked and thrashed, but her taped wrists kept her secure. Fear climbed up her spine, as the consequences of her situation dawned on her.
She was lying there, face-down, bound, and half-naked, with two of her cruelest classmates looming over her.
"Let's see what you're hiding, Lucy," Erin chuckled, her voice thick with malice. She grabbed her arm and rolled her over. Lucy's breasts spilled out, the cool air causing her nipples to harden instantly.
"Hey, they're not bad," Lara noted, squeezing one of Lucy's breasts gently.
"Do you like that, Lucy?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.
Lucy's face burned with humiliation. "Get off me!" she yelled, twisting her upper body, trying to break free from Erin's grasp.
But Erin was too strong. She held Lucy down easily, while Lara continued to grope and touch her.
"Stop it!" Lucy cried, tears streaming down her face.
"Oh, come on, Lucy," Erin purred, leaning in close to Lucy's ear. "You know you like it.
Just admit it." Lara grinned maliciously as she cupped Lucy's breast, rolling her thumb over the sensitive flesh. Lucy's breath hitched in her throat as the sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She didn't understand why her body was responding in such a way. She hated these girls, she told herself, but it didn't change the fact that her nipples had hardened, aching for more of their cruel touches.
"Fuck, look at these," Erin whispered, tracing a finger over the peaks of Lucy's breasts.
"Stiff as rocks."
Lucy squeezed her eyes shut, wishing for this nightmare to end, but the sensations building within her were undeniable. Despite her resentment towards these girls, she couldn't ignore the surge of arousal pooling between her legs.
Erin leaned back, smirking at the prominent wet patch on Lucy's panties. "Time for the finale?" she asked Lara.
"Do you want to give our little genius a treat?"
Lara's grin widened, and she nodded eagerly, reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a pair of stale socks, encrusted with sweat.
Erin laughed menacingly and stuffed them into Lucy's mouth.
"This should keep her quiet," she chortled, as Lara taped Lucy's mouth shut. She gagged as the taste of sweat filled her mouth.
This was it; the moment they had been building up to. Lucy felt a hot blush suffuse her cheeks. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had always thought of herself as above such schoolyard bullying.
Lucy stole a glance at Erin, and her heart skipped a beat. Her captor was leaning towards her, her eyes blazing with desire. The look on her face sent shivers down Lucy's spine.
"We're going to have some fun, you and I," Erin murmured.
The two girls leaned down and roughly pulled Lucy to her feet. Her bare breasts swung from side to side as she stood there, dressed in just her white knickers.
She was a pathetic sight: bound and gagged, vulnerable and helpless.
Hands grabbed her arms and Lucy was frogmarched towards a clearing. Her eyes widened as she spotted a rope and pulley dangling from a tree branch high above.
Oh God. They weren't going to actually hang her by her knickers, were they?
Erin and Lara dragged her closer, and Lucy's heart raced in her chest. She'd heard stories of kids being bullied relentlessly, but she never thought it would happen to her.
"Please," she mumbled around her gag, her voice muffled and nearly inaudible. "Please stop."
But the girls didn't listen. Instead, they laughed, and Lara pulled out a camera to document the whole thing.
Erin dragged a nearby log to the base of the tree, forcing Lucy to stand on it. Her trousers were tightened, leaving her legs completely immobilized.
As Erin prepared the pulley system, Lara teased Lucy by blowing air across her breasts, before leaning in and flicking her tongue against the sensitive tips. Lucy's nipples reacted instantly, hardening further against the brazen chill. Lara laughed and tweaked them gently as Lucy whimpered, her hips twitching.
Lara winked at her and moved aside as Erin approached, the coil of rope in her hands shining menacingly.
"Do you trust me, Lucy?" Erin whispered, her breath hot against Lucy's ear, despite the chill in the air. Lucy's heart skipped a beat as she realized the implications of that question. She shook her head frantically, wishing she could scream, curse or cry for help. But with the socks in her mouth and her wrists tightly bound, Lucy was powerless to do anything but submit.
Erin's hands worked deftly, threading the rope through the leg holes of Lucy's knickers and tugging it upward until the crotch was digging into Lucy's sex.
Lucy gasped, her body jerking forward in shock as she felt a fresh flood of warmth between her thighs.
Her underwear was damp with her arousal, and with every twitch of her hips, the fabric rubbed against her tender clitoris, eliciting a small surge of pleasure. Lucy belonged in the library, ensconced among dusty tomes and transcendent ideas, not exposed and vulnerable in the woods. And yet, she was caught in a web of desire and humiliation that she couldn't escape.
Lara and Erin grabbed the rope and began to pull. The damp fabric began to slice into Lucy as she was pulled onto her tiptoes.
The pressure increased, the invasion frustrated her sensitive flesh, and she clenched tight, drawing in a shaky breath. Lucy never once considered the possibility of her own undergarments being utilized as a tool for her pleasure or her torture, but she persisted, even in this moment of overt humiliation and anxiety.
Lucy shuffled on her toes as her weight shifted backwards. The tight waistband of her panties grew increasingly snug against her puffy labia, and her swelling clitoris desperately sought escape.
Yet, the material only seemed to grow tighter, the thin strands biting into her skin. With each yank, Lucy's body lurched awkwardly as she struggled to balance precariously on the log. Her bare feet curled against the scratchy surface, desperate for purchase. Meanwhile, her glasses were perched precariously on the bridge of her nose, obscuring her already restricted view.
As the two girls hauled on the rope, hoisting Lucy's chubby frame high into the air, her arms wrenched hard against her back.
Her toes barely touched the makeshift pedestal, causing her to strain up on tip-toe, each muscle in her legs stretched and taut.
Erin stepped back, locked the pulley in place. "Are you ready to fly, wedgie girl?" she teased as Lara grabbed the log Lucy was balancing on.
With one swift pull, the log was ripped away from Lucy's feet, leaving her dangling in mid-air, with her white panties cutting cruelly into her pussy like a white-hot wire. Lucy let out a muffled scream, her whole body jolting from the sudden shift of weight. She twisted in mid-air, looking like a fish caught on a hook, her full breasts bouncing every which way, her nipples rock hard and pointing at the sky.
Her large, round ass was suspended, her white panties revealing the line of her crack, her red, swollen pussy lips barely contained within the crotch. The material of the panties cut into her, making her scream louder, the gag doing its job in silencing her desperate protests.
Erin and Lara laughed, their eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and cruelty. They eyed each other hungrily before turning their attention back to Lucy, whose wet panties were now fully soaked with her arousal.
"Looks like our little academic here is enjoying her punishment", Erin said with a sly smile as she traced a finger over the damp fabric.
Lucy blushed furiously and tried to wriggle out of their grasp, but her attempts were futile. Erin grabbed Lucy's hips and pulled her down, forcing the panties deeper into Lucy's slit. The cotton scratched against her delicate skin, and Lucy let out a muffled cry.
She twisted her hips, trying to alleviate the pain, but Erin held her tight, ensuring that the wedgie was unbearable. The sensation of the fabric digging into her skin and her pussy lips was some of the worst pain Lucy had ever felt.
"Think our little wedgie dork has had enough attention today" Erin smirked as she turned away from the squirming nerd in front of her.
Lucy's arms ached as she hung suspended in mid-air, her legs kicking wildly in a bid to escape the painful punishment that she had been subjected to.
The two popular girls exchanged wicked glances, and Lara leaned in close to Erin, whispering something in her ear. Erin's violet eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded, grinning wickedly.
"Erin, please" Lucy managed to mutter around her gag, her green eyes wide with fear as she realized what was about to happen.
Her long brown hair was a mess, sticking to her face and neck, and her glasses were askew. She couldn't believe that she was in this position, at the mercy of her tormentors.
Lara and Erin shared a wicked smile, savoring the moment. They loved being in control, especially over someone like Lucy. They reveled in her fear, the power they held over her. They were the queens of the school, and this just proved it.
Each girl took a position on either side of Lucy and grabbed a leg. Lucy cried out as her cheeks widened, burying more of the fabric inside her large ass.
With each yank, the thin fabric sliced further into her, uncomfortably close to her most delicate places. She could almost taste the cotten as her panties buried themselves up her crack.
Finally it was over. Lucy hung defeated, no longer having the energy to try and escape the brutal wedgie.
Lara blew a kiss to the recording camera and Erin winked. They high fived as they walked over to collect
their bags and left the unfortunate Lucy swaying in the breeze. The sun glared down on Lucy's near-naked form, increasing the stinging pain in her now-raw bottom. She could feel the cool breeze between her thighs, brushing against the most intimate part of her. Briefly, her thoughts wandered toward fantasies of clothes appearing back on her body, but she immediately shook her head. How could she be turned on during such an awful ordeal?
Erin and Lara continued to laugh while walking away, turning back every few steps to take videos.
Every flash and sound brought a fresh wave of humiliation and anger crashing down on Lucy. As they finally disappeared over the horizon, Lucy's heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
Swaying in the breeze, she knew she had a long night ahead of her.