Story_11_in which I SIT ON A BOTTLE for the first time

[Eustace]

we haven’t published the book yet, but we’re already making a movie))))

We’ve been making movies for a long time. The book will come later. Like a movie story! because during filming you will need to add Sex. Fans are already asking...

[Christmas_Christmas]

you will need to add Sex. Fans are already asking...

tomorrow you will have sex... tomorrow morning I will post the next Story))))

[Fargal94]

Guys, thank you! Cheer you up!)

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You will need to add Sex. Fans are already asking...

tomorrow you will have sex... tomorrow morning I will post the next Story))))

Then other parts of the body will rise)

[Eustace]

So! Stopeeee. Toy on a curling iron. Really will break the rating!!! I’m already mentally at Level 5

[Canis91]

GG comes to his senses in Sidorovich’s bunker.
And PDA is only one entry
-Sex with Natali-
In equipment: a pair of boots, a bottle and a seal...

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[Christmas_Christmas]

GG comes to his senses in Sidorovich’s bunker.
And PDA is only one entry
-Sex with Natali-
In equipment: a pair of boots, a bottle and a seal...

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ну хоть бутылка в руке у ГГ а не между ногами)))) и то слава богу блин

[Canis91]

This is not GG. This is an NPC. And the bottle is a quest item. The player must complete the quest and receive a bottle as a reward.

[fedor36]

Natali_Natali, keep writing, you have talent.

[Canis91]

And so GG gets to the ATP, where supposedly, according to the Wolf, Natali should be. But he is met by a rude lout who offers to naturalize the GG.
GG fights him off, but breaks the bottle on the dork’s head, because he doesn’t have any other weapon yet.
Having fought off, GG finds a PDA in the dork’s corpse, which says that Natali went to the North. ..

[Bully Carrie]

Class! Girls bitches, you’re great. This fetish, when you are naked and you are humiliated in every way in front of everyone, is it public disgrace?
It was really painful to read about the closed bottle of champagne. There’s a wire on it! At least put on a condom, barbarians!
Write more, please! It would be very interesting to read about spanking.

[Sasha823]

Such a long story

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, write further, you have talent.

thank you so much for your feedback)))...

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Write more, please!

Thank you so much for your feedback

[Christmas_Christmas]

And I just posted Story_12

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, it’s a shame that Tanya let you down like that( (I honestly didn’t expect this from her, I thought something similar from your other friend, and then bam, it happened. I decided to show off at your expense so that she wouldn’t be bullied at the institute. But still, at least a small part of me is happy that I at least had fun! But then they bullied you much worse, that’s an understatement, and despite the fact that you were disgusted by it ((and Tanya easily ran to fulfill their wishes so as not to fall in their eyes ((
Sorry honestly, but I thought this story was very sad because that you were really betrayed, not by anyone, but by the one you loved most ((

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and also, due to the fact that I divided the text into parts, some details and subtleties of "everyday life" and my experiences disappeared altogether. I just cut them out because I couldn’t find where to "attach"...
but you already said that "details" and experiences are not interesting to you....

why are we interested in every bit of you!

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thank you for the words of support))) I am very pleased...
and most importantly, I understand that everything I write is " baby talk".. but the reaction of those who read is still important to me.. whether they like it or not.. what was"important" in the Stories, and what no one needs for nothing...
And then Damn, dear Eustace shouted and shouted that worries were not needed, so that I wouldn’t add them at all.. and now it turns out that

Why are we very interested in your feelings and experiences and what you are experiencing at this moment in life, both bad and good, so don’t hide what you you didn’t like it or what offended you, we want to know that you don’t always experience pleasure from any humiliation, you’re actually a good person and you have pride and you can fight back! And we always have a good opinion of you!

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Pervert!!!

I know that I am "spoiled" and .. only here I talk about such things .... damn.. if only my husband had read my revelations... I’m just curious, he would have killed me, and then finished with the Stories, or vice versa, first finished, and then killed me)))
just kidding...

Why are you a complete loser right away? You love it partly, even though you are ashamed. The losers are those who perform even more dirty deeds for money and against their will! And besides, they run up to everyone they meet to get money and without even looking at what a filthy drunk he is!

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To be honest, I’m not sure that I will write what happened after school. School, it’s already "far" from me. But everything that happened at the university... damn, stretch out your hand and I’ll “get it” to those events.
Also, those people with whom I had something “had something” at the university, many of them live somewhere nearby in the city... And with some, for example, like a woman with whom I had a thematic relationship, she not only lives nearby, we are still friends with her. no sex, just friendship and nothing more...
Why am I saying all this, everything that was at the university is still very “fresh and bright” for me and I’m not sure that I should start tell..
I was already barely able to "jump" off the topic, but now I’ll start "rocking" myself with Stories

Well, if you are afraid to jump, take a break for a while to make it easier, spend more time with your husband and hug and kiss more, because he is the only one you have! Don’t give up, be with him! I apologize if I upset anyone with my opinion. But we are always waiting for you and your stories if you decide.

[Eustace]

Natali_Natali, it’s very offensive that you so Tanya let me down((I honestly didn’t expect this from her, I thought something similar from your other friend and then bam it happened. I decided to show off at your expense so that she wouldn’t be bullied at the institute. But still, I’m glad at least a small part that I at least received pleasure! But then they bullied you much worse, that’s an understatement, and despite the fact that you were disgusted by it ((and Tanya easily ran to fulfill their wishes so as not to fall in their eyes ((
Sorry, honestly, but I thought this story was very good! sad because you were really betrayed, not by anyone, but by the one you loved most ((

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and also, due to the fact that I divided the text into parts, some details and subtleties of “everyday life” and my experiences disappeared altogether. I just cut them out because I couldn’t find where to "attach"...
but you already said that "details" and experiences are not interesting to you....

why are we interested in every bit of you!

Sent after 9 minutes 10 seconds:

thank you for the words of support))) I am very pleased...
and most importantly, I understand that everything I write is " baby talk".. but the reaction of those who read is still important to me.. whether they like it or not.. what was"important" in the Stories, and what no one needs for nothing...
And then Damn, dear Eustace shouted and shouted that worries were not needed, so that I wouldn’t add them at all.. and now it turns out that

Why are we very interested in your feelings and experiences and what you are experiencing at this moment in life, both bad and good, so don’t hide what you you didn’t like it or what offended you, we want to know that you don’t always experience pleasure from any humiliation, you’re actually a good person and you have pride and you can fight back! And we always have a good opinion of you!

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Pervert!!!

I know that I am "spoiled" and .. only here I talk about such things .... damn.. if only my husband had read my revelations... I’m just curious, he would have killed me, and then finished with the Stories, or vice versa, first finished, and then killed me)))
just kidding...

Why are you a complete loser right away? You love it partly, even though you are ashamed. The losers are those who perform even more dirty deeds for money and against their will! And besides, they run up to everyone they meet to get money and without even looking at what a filthy drunk he is!

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To be honest, I’m not sure that I will write what happened after school. School, it’s already "far" from me. But everything that happened at the university... damn, stretch out your hand and I’ll “get it” to those events.
Also, those people with whom I had something “had something” at the university, many of them live somewhere nearby in the city... And with some, for example, like a woman with whom I had a thematic relationship, she not only lives nearby, we are still friends with her. no sex, just friendship and nothing more...
Why am I saying all this, everything that was at the university is still very “fresh and bright” for me and I’m not sure that I should start tell..
I was already barely able to "jump" off the topic, but now I’ll start "rocking" myself with Stories

Well, if you are afraid to jump, take a break for a while to make it easier, spend more time with your husband and hug and kiss more, because he is the only one you have! Don’t give up, be with him! I apologize if I upset anyone with my opinion. But we are always waiting for you and your stories if you decide.

that Speech!

[Denach]

No big deal..Eustace apostle compiles everything chapter by chapter in chronological order..I believe in him!))))

n well, if you believe in him))).... then yes... he will make it up...
by the way, it was dear Eustace who told me to delete everything that does not relate to sex in Stories (( ((and now we’ve got some scraps (((

Well, it’s in vain that you’re deleting things that don’t relate to sex, we don’t just need sex, we’re just animals, sorry if you offended anyone. So we are interested in your everyday life

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Can you post a photo?

like me am I sitting on a bottle? I hope you’re joking now.....

I’ll buy it and use it for its intended purpose... I’ll even share my impressions later, so I’ll tell you how it all went) )))

Yes Yes Yes!!! Very Exciting!! We want!!!

I’ll tell you how it all went))))

well, this is finally not discussed!!!

damn... Are you serious now or are you joking? Maybe I should also ask my husband to hold that bottle for me, so that it would be more convenient for me?

Well, you are completely mocking the girl!! Guys, don’t do that, she comes to you with all her heart and you’re kidding me!

[Eustace]

Yes, we love, if anything

[Eustace]

ask my husband to hold that bottle for me,

it was like a Christmas tree!!!

[Eustace]

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well, LOVE, not as you think)))))) )))))) I’m all of you Fargal, Sibirrak, etc. KILL me now?

[Sex coot]

Changes in my games with my friends began in the summer, after I graduated from 10th grade. Although we began to change even earlier. First of all, my Tanya has changed a lot. She was the oldest of our three. I finished graduation, 11th grade, and over the winter I “grew and matured” a lot. This became noticeable to everyone, and even the neighbors in the yard clicked their tongues in admiration and said, “How Tanyukha grew up and what a beauty she became.” But the main thing was not even that my Tanya had matured “in body and figure,” she also became older in her “behavior.”
Moreover, I began to notice changes in her behavior starting from the 2nd quarter. No, Tanya has not become truly grown up and has not become smarter. She just began to “put on airs” and pretend to be something more than she really was. I don’t remember exactly, but somewhere in October or November, Tanya began attending paid courses at one of the city’s institutes and began preparing for admission. I won’t even say now “what exactly” those courses were about, maybe in history, or maybe in another subject. It didn’t matter. The main thing is that Tanya herself began to put on airs and this manifested itself in almost everything. Starting from her “advice” that she “distributed” to me and ending with our “games”. And if we add here her mother’s strange attitude towards me, it turned out that Tanya gradually began to move away from me. She was moving away, of course, from our entire trio, but I was the one who felt it to a greater extent, because I lived in the same building with her and because she was mine, not my friends....

nWell, when she enters her institute, the gap between us will become so large that she will be called my friend only from old memory. At the institute she will have her own social circle, her own friends with whom she will spend all her free time, but she will have less and less time for me.

Even her attitude towards to me. Looking far ahead, I’ll tell you about one incident. Somehow I will be “lucky” to find myself in the same company with Tanya and her new friends from the institute and I will really not like both them and Tanya herself, or rather her attitude towards me.

The Case It was spring, at the end of March or beginning of April, and on that day, Tanya herself invited me to her place. Moreover, she invited her without any reason, but as if by the way, and when I went to see her, I personally met her classmates.
Two “girls”, not girls, but girls, very arrogant and “ confident” in themselves, they looked at me as if I were an empty place, and also as a “toy” with which they could play “interestingly.”
I didn’t like them right away, although outwardly the girls were very beautiful and very “fashionable”: adult hairstyles and makeup, a very beautiful manicure on their hands, expensive rings on their fingers and earrings in their ears... But despite all this external beauty, there was something unpleasant, even repulsive, about them. The look, facial expressions and intonation in the voice when they talked to me...

By the way, about conversations, as soon as I sat down at the table, they immediately made me understand that I was an “empty” place . Tanya’s mother pointedly did not notice me, communicating only with her daughter and her new friends. But at least everything was clear with Aunt N. She was simply proud of her daughter and tried to emphasize and highlight her new “status” with every phrase. “A student, a first-year student, she successfully completed the session”... Aunt N spoke only about these things and I, right from the start, felt superfluous. And when Tanya’s mother went to her room and we were left alone, my feeling of “emptiness” only intensified.
Tanya, with her friends, began to discuss some of their “institute affairs”, but paid almost no attention to me . Damn, I felt so “embarrassed” that, in order to somehow occupy myself, I sat at the table and looked at the patterns on the wallpaper in Tanya’s room.
Although, at first, I even tried to follow the progress of their conversation , imagined in my head pictures of the things and situations they were talking about. “Adult life was passing” in front of me, albeit in conversation, and it was even interesting at first. I kept waiting for Tanya to “remember” me, when she would pay attention and involve me in the conversation. After all, I’m interested, and I myself would ask them about a lot of things, clarify some details, tell them about myself.

But the conversation continued. Tanya and her friends were discussing some girls from the institute, telling stories, joking and laughing..... And I sat at the table with dull eyes. Moreover, I was “daydreaming” so much that I didn’t even immediately realize that Tanya and her friends had been talking about our “trinity” and in particular about me for some time.

When I “woke up”, I immediately realized that Tanya, even before this, had been discussing us, her school friends, with these girls. Moreover, I realized that Tanya, in order to raise her authority at the institute, told these girls about the “games” we played and much more. Maybe not about everything, but her friends were aware of the fact that I “walk naked” in front of my girlfriends, they knew that I like to lick ice cream from my legs, and that it was I, blindfolded, “by smell” who guessed pussies...

The conversation immediately switched to me and Tanya’s girls began to discuss me in all details and details. And they did it as if I wasn’t with them. When asking and clarifying the details of my “games,” the girls turned to Tanya for clarification, and she clarified how I did certain things. Moreover, from Tanya’s words, it turned out that I did everything as if easily, almost at the “snap of my fingers,” moreover, I wanted everything myself and I liked everything myself.

I was not a fool and understood where everything was going. Therefore, when they offered me to “undress here and now,” I wasn’t surprised and didn’t ask stupid questions like “Why?” and “Why should I do this?” And why was there any need to ask such “nonsense” when the girls already knew everything about me, and most importantly, despite the offense for treating me this way, I really wanted to undress and play with them now. Maybe if Tanya’s mother hadn’t left the apartment somewhere, I wouldn’t have decided, but so....
While I was silently taking off my clothes, I managed to meet Tanya’s gaze and realized that she was very happy because I agreed so quickly. I think that if I had sent them all and gone to my home, then Tanya would have had problems, because until that moment the girls only believed her at her word. Well, now, it turns out, they themselves could see for themselves what a “whore” I am.

Having stripped me naked, Tanya immediately removed my clothes further, as if she was afraid that I would change my mind, Well, the girls began the “inspection”. To begin with, they offered me to walk naked around the room, and while I was walking, they commented on my body, absolutely not shy in their expressions. “Ass”, “tits”, “thighs”, “pussy”... They discussed all of me, and touched me when I, “on the next lap”, passed next to them.

nI can’t say now how long I walked naked in front of them, but I definitely did 15-20 “circles” around the room. Maybe the girls were tired, but most likely they were just “in a hurry,” because Aunt N could return at any moment, but be that as it may, they allowed me to stop, but only in order to show myself even better.
Only I didn’t do it beautifully, like before, with the same Tanya. Now the girls were humiliating me. They humiliated them deliberately and they really liked it. But the most unusual thing was that I liked everything that was happening. I understood that this was no longer a “game”, I understood that I was now being humiliated, and I wanted it myself.

The girls put me in the center of the room and forced me to squat. They themselves lounged imposingly in their chairs and carefully watched me do it.
“One, two, three…...”….. While doing squats, they made me count out loud, and allowed me to stop only when the count reached 20.
- “Fell to my knees!” came another order and I “gratefully” knelt down in front of them. The fact is that I was so tired from squats that I simply couldn’t stand the 21st squats.
- “Spread your hips wider!” “Do it beautifully!” the girls ordered me again, and I spread my thighs as wide as I could.
- “Now paw yourself! Do it! Show us how you jerk yourself off!”
I immediately began to caress myself with my hands, touching my boobs and stomach, but the girls stopped me.

- “Let’s play dog ​​with her?!”, - One of them asked, without addressing anyone in particular, and then turned directly to me - “Do you understand commands well?”
- “Well, yes...”, I answered in a voice breaking with excitement and the girls laughed loudly
- “Now we’ll check!”...

I was immediately put on my paws and forced to walk around the room, but on all fours, pretending to be a dog. I managed to make 6 circles and they began to “call” me to them, using “commands”, like a dog - “Come to me!” and “Place!”, and when I came close to them, they immediately began to “pet” me. On the head and on the cheeks, on the back and ass, on the bare thighs. The girls put their hands under me and stroked my lower belly and my tits. Having played with me to their heart’s content, or rather, having “gripped me” properly, they began to give me commands again.

- “Voice!”, “Voice!” Every now and then they would order loudly and I would immediately start barking like a dog.
- “Make it louder!” Don’t whine!” came another order and I had no choice but to bark “out loud.”

I don’t remember exactly which of them came up with this idea, but they started throwing me various objects, order “Fetch!”, and I quickly “stepped” on all fours, ran to the end of the room and in my teeth brought them what they threw...

Damn, I’m not telling you now I can convey in words what I felt then. Shame, disgrace, humiliation... I felt all this mixed with excitement and a desire to continue.
And I repeat, I perfectly understood that I was now being humiliated and I really liked it. And the special “piquant thing” was that I then “stepped out of my comfort zone” and clearly understood that I was in no way safe, and that the girls could demand anything from me. But I “wanted” and I started teasing them. After the next command “Fetch!”, when I brought my panties in my teeth, I didn’t immediately give them away, I “held them” a little...

- “Wow, the bitch liked it and the bitch wants more play!” - they really liked my disobedience and the already fading game flared up with renewed vigor.

Now, returning to them, with another object in my teeth, I did not immediately give it back, but “feigning disobedience”, as if forcing the girls to “rip” the object out of their mouth. At the same time, they spoke kind words to me and stroked my head and face, touched my tits and butt so that I would “calm down”, “submit” and give them the object, unclenching my teeth.
At the end of this game, I They even allowed me to get a drink, and although I was forced to do it like a dog, lapping up water from a bowl that they placed on the floor at their feet, I was grateful to them for this, because I had been drinking so much that I was really thirsty.
n
Having allowed me to get properly drunk, the girls again ordered me to kneel in front of them, and then in general, they told me to “sit” on my heels, and spread my legs bent at the knees as wide as possible to the sides. Being very excited, I immediately reached my hand between my legs, but the girls stopped me.

- “Stop! You still have time to jerk off in front of us! She took her hands away from her pussy! Place your hands behind your head and lock your fingers behind the back of your head!”

Damn, this was my first time in such a humiliating position and I really liked it. Completely naked, I “sat” on my heels with my knees wide apart and my hands behind my head, holding the back of my head with my fingers. For a minute, two, maybe even three, the girls looked at me silently, and then they began to ask me different questions. It turned out, you know, like a conversation about life, only they were still sitting in the chairs, and I was squatting naked in front of them, with my hands behind my head.

They asked me about everything. “Do I like what I did now? How do I feel when I lick and kiss other girls’ feet? Why do I suck up girls myself and do I really like it?” From their questions, I was once again convinced that Tanya told them about all our games, nevertheless, she answered all the questions honestly, without even thinking about cheating. When the girls found out absolutely everything about me, they immediately asked if I liked them, and what I thought about their hands and legs.
Well, they might not have asked about their hands, because when playing I managed to kiss the dog’s hands and even lick their fingers, but I haven’t kissed their feet yet.
Well, when they asked again, I liked kissing their feet, after I did it on their orders, I honestly answered that I liked it, but because of the nylon tights, their taste doesn’t seem real to me.

The girls laughed, and immediately pulled off their tights and started poking me in the face, already completely naked legs. Seeing that I did not resist, but resignedly kissed even my fingers, they began to “touch” me with their legs. Run your fingers all over my body. Touching my breasts, pinching my nipples, stroking my face, my lips, my stomach and inner thighs with my legs. Of course, they poked their feet into my pubis and tried to stick their big toe into my pussy. After that, they immediately returned the leg to my face and I, without any order, kissed them with my lips. Seeing that I was not protesting, the girls began to demand that I take their fingers completely into my mouth and suck and lick them. One of them tried to put all five of her toes into my mouth at once, but nothing worked and they all didn’t fit into my mouth completely.

Having played enough with me, the girls said that now I could cum and finally “allowed” me to touch myself, which I did right away. And since they allowed me to change the position, I immediately, before they changed their minds, sat on my butt and spread my legs wide in front of them and began to jerk myself off. Moreover, I was already in such a stage of excitement that I could not control myself at all. I didn’t even follow the girls’ orders much anymore, I just caressed myself, trying to achieve orgasm as quickly as possible.

I came to my senses only after some time and did not immediately understand why there was a complete silence. Tanya and the girls silently stared at me in some bewilderment, and I realized what was going on only when I lowered my gaze between my legs.

Damn, the bottom of my pussy was “peeping out” Tanya’s dezik, which I literally brought about 15 minutes ago, was brought to her in my teeth following the command “Aport!” And now I got so carried away that, having lost control of myself, I began to use everything that I could get my hands on. And since I “caught” her deodorant, it was precisely this that was now sticking out of my vagina.

- “By, and you said that she was still a girl, that she had never fucked yet.” …..,” having heard the remark, I looked up and understood. What did one of the girls say to Tanya? do
- “Took your hands away from your pussy! Don’t take anything out! We like it better this way!
- “I put my hands behind my head! Quickly!”, - I followed the command, and one of the girls came close to me and squeezed my nipples on both breasts very tightly.
- “Speak quickly, who fucked you and when did this first happen?” - but I didn’t have time to answer the first question when they asked me a new one - “Do you put it in your mouth? Are you fucking in the ass? …. . – I whispered and immediately received a resounding slap in the face
- “Don’t lie to me, bitch! Tell the truth! Well, quickly! How many times have you put it in your mouth and who exactly did you suck? - the girl squeezed my nipples with renewed vigor, but I decided to stick with my version to the end.

But again I didn’t have time to answer anything, because my Tanya intervened in the “interrogation”
- “So it was Artem who probably fucked her. She met him last year.”
- Did you see it yourself or who told you?” - one of the girls asked Tanya very rudely
- “No, I didn’t see it myself. And I didn’t see her often with that Artyom. But everyone in our yard knows that she ran to him on a date.”

I don’t know why, either from Tanya’s look, or perhaps thanks to my own instinct, but I realized that telling the truth It’s not worth it now. Realizing that Artyom was no longer in the city, that he wasn’t studying with us at all and no one would be able to check my words, I very firmly stated
- “I fucked with Artyom. I only met him a couple of times. Now we broke up and I don’t do anything like that at all...”
- “What aren’t you doing?” = one of the girls interrupted me
- “I don’t fuck with anyone anymore. And I never took it in my mouth or fucked in the ass!”

I don’t know if they believed me, but one of the girls ordered Tanya - “Bring the bottle!”
- “Which one?” - Tanya didn’t understand and asked her friend again
- “Any one! On the bottle we’ll lock her up now! Since she’s already fucked, and also such a whore, then people like her are put on bottles!”

I won’t say much, because I don’t really enjoy remembering what happened next, I’ll just say that Tanya left the room and literally half a minute later came back with a bottle of champagne. The bottle was “new”, sealed, and Tanya “by inertia” wiped the dust off the neck with her hand and put the bottle on the floor in front of me.

I won’t tell you exactly how I sat on the bottle. I will say that I was not pleased. Either because I generally “cooled down” and did not feel any excitement, or because the girls demanded that I “sit down” even deeper, but the only thing I felt at that moment was greater discomfort between my legs.
Several times, on orders, I got up from the bottle, so that only one “cork” remained in me, and then it went down on the bottle again...

I don’t know what all this execution ended for me that day, but Tanya’s mother “saved” me. At some point, I heard her open the front door with her key and the bullying immediately stopped, and I myself was left alone.

Something like this…. I also want to say that by telling this story, I “ran away” a little in time chronologically, and in the following parts, I will have to go back in time.

Changes in my games with my friends began in the summer, after I graduated from 10th grade. Although we began to change even earlier. First of all, my Tanya has changed a lot. She was the oldest of our three. I finished graduation, 11th grade, and over the winter I “grew and matured” a lot. This became noticeable to everyone, and even the neighbors in the yard clicked their tongues in admiration and said, “How Tanyukha grew up and what a beauty she became.” But the main thing was not even that my Tanya had matured “in body and figure,” she also became older in her “behavior.”
Moreover, I began to notice changes in her behavior starting from the 2nd quarter. No, Tanya has not become truly grown up and has not become smarter. She just began to “put on airs” and pretend to be something more than she really was. I don’t remember exactly, but somewhere in October or November, Tanya began attending paid courses at one of the city’s institutes and began preparing for admission. I won’t even say now “what exactly” those courses were about, maybe in history, or maybe in another subject. It didn’t matter. The main thing is that Tanya herself began to put on airs and this manifested itself in almost everything. Starting from her “advice” that she “distributed” to me and ending with our “games”. And if we add here her mother’s strange attitude towards me, it turned out that Tanya gradually began to move away from me. She was moving away, of course, from our entire trio, but I was the one who felt it to a greater extent, because I lived in the same building with her and because she was mine, not my friends....

nWell, when she enters her institute, the gap between us will become so large that she will be called my friend only from old memory. At the institute she will have her own social circle, her own friends with whom she will spend all her free time, but she will have less and less time for me.

Even her attitude towards to me. Looking far ahead, I’ll tell you about one incident. Somehow I will be “lucky” to find myself in the same company with Tanya and her new friends from the institute and I will really not like both them and Tanya herself, or rather her attitude towards me.

The Case It was spring, at the end of March or beginning of April, and on that day, Tanya herself invited me to her place. Moreover, she invited her without any reason, but as if by the way, and when I went to see her, I personally met her classmates.
Two “girls”, not girls, but girls, very arrogant and “ confident” in themselves, they looked at me as if I were an empty place, and also as a “toy” with which they could play “interestingly.”
I didn’t like them right away, although outwardly the girls were very beautiful and very “fashionable”: adult hairstyles and makeup, a very beautiful manicure on their hands, expensive rings on their fingers and earrings in their ears... But despite all this external beauty, there was something unpleasant, even repulsive, about them. The look, facial expressions and intonation in the voice when they talked to me...

By the way, about conversations, as soon as I sat down at the table, they immediately made me understand that I was an “empty” place . Tanya’s mother pointedly did not notice me, communicating only with her daughter and her new friends. But at least everything was clear with Aunt N. She was simply proud of her daughter and tried to emphasize and highlight her new “status” with every phrase. “A student, a first-year student, she successfully completed the session”... Aunt N spoke only about these things and I, right from the start, felt superfluous. And when Tanya’s mother went to her room and we were left alone, my feeling of “emptiness” only intensified.
Tanya, with her friends, began to discuss some of their “institute affairs”, but paid almost no attention to me . Damn, I felt so “embarrassed” that, in order to somehow occupy myself, I sat at the table and looked at the patterns on the wallpaper in Tanya’s room.
Although, at first, I even tried to follow the progress of their conversation , imagined in my head pictures of the things and situations they were talking about. “Adult life was passing” in front of me, albeit in conversation, and it was even interesting at first. I kept waiting for Tanya to “remember” me, when she would pay attention and involve me in the conversation. After all, I’m interested, and I myself would ask them about a lot of things, clarify some details, tell them about myself.

But the conversation continued. Tanya and her friends were discussing some girls from the institute, telling stories, joking and laughing..... And I sat at the table with dull eyes. Moreover, I was “daydreaming” so much that I didn’t even immediately realize that Tanya and her friends had been talking about our “trinity” and in particular about me for some time.

When I “woke up”, I immediately realized that Tanya, even before this, had been discussing us, her school friends, with these girls. Moreover, I realized that Tanya, in order to raise her authority at the institute, told these girls about the “games” we played and much more. Maybe not about everything, but her friends were aware of the fact that I “walk naked” in front of my girlfriends, they knew that I like to lick ice cream from my legs, and that it was I, blindfolded, “by smell” who guessed pussies...

The conversation immediately switched to me and Tanya’s girls began to discuss me in all details and details. And they did it as if I wasn’t with them. When asking and clarifying the details of my “games,” the girls turned to Tanya for clarification, and she clarified how I did certain things. Moreover, from Tanya’s words, it turned out that I did everything as if easily, almost at the “snap of my fingers,” moreover, I wanted everything myself and I liked everything myself.

I was not a fool and understood where everything was going. Therefore, when they offered me to “undress here and now,” I wasn’t surprised and didn’t ask stupid questions like “Why?” and “Why should I do this?” And why was there any need to ask such “nonsense” when the girls already knew everything about me, and most importantly, despite the offense for treating me this way, I really wanted to undress and play with them now. Maybe if Tanya’s mother hadn’t left the apartment somewhere, I wouldn’t have decided, but so....
While I was silently taking off my clothes, I managed to meet Tanya’s gaze and realized that she was very happy because I agreed so quickly. I think that if I had sent them all and gone to my home, then Tanya would have had problems, because until that moment the girls only believed her at her word. Well, now, it turns out, they themselves could see for themselves what a “whore” I am.

Having stripped me naked, Tanya immediately removed my clothes further, as if she was afraid that I would change my mind, Well, the girls began the “inspection”. To begin with, they offered me to walk naked around the room, and while I was walking, they commented on my body, absolutely not shy in their expressions. “Ass”, “tits”, “thighs”, “pussy”... They discussed all of me, and touched me when I, “on the next lap”, passed next to them.

nI can’t say now how long I walked naked in front of them, but I definitely did 15-20 “circles” around the room. Maybe the girls were tired, but most likely they were just “in a hurry,” because Aunt N could return at any moment, but be that as it may, they allowed me to stop, but only in order to show myself even better.
Only I didn’t do it beautifully, like before, with the same Tanya. Now the girls were humiliating me. They humiliated them deliberately and they really liked it. But the most unusual thing was that I liked everything that was happening. I understood that this was no longer a “game”, I understood that I was now being humiliated, and I wanted it myself.

The girls put me in the center of the room and forced me to squat. They themselves lounged imposingly in their chairs and carefully watched me do it.
“One, two, three…...”….. While doing squats, they made me count out loud, and allowed me to stop only when the count reached 20.
- “Fell to my knees!” came another order and I “gratefully” knelt down in front of them. The fact is that I was so tired from squats that I simply couldn’t stand the 21st squats.
- “Spread your hips wider!” “Do it beautifully!” the girls ordered me again, and I spread my thighs as wide as I could.
- “Now paw yourself! Do it! Show us how you jerk yourself off!”
I immediately began to caress myself with my hands, touching my boobs and stomach, but the girls stopped me.

- “Let’s play dog ​​with her?!”, - One of them asked, without addressing anyone in particular, and then turned directly to me - “Do you understand commands well?”
- “Well, yes...”, I answered in a voice breaking with excitement and the girls laughed loudly
- “Now we’ll check!”...

I was immediately put on my paws and forced to walk around the room, but on all fours, pretending to be a dog. I managed to make 6 circles and they began to “call” me to them, using “commands”, like a dog - “Come to me!” and “Place!”, and when I came close to them, they immediately began to “pet” me. On the head and on the cheeks, on the back and ass, on the bare thighs. The girls put their hands under me and stroked my lower belly and my tits. Having played with me to their heart’s content, or rather, having “gripped me” properly, they began to give me commands again.

- “Voice!”, “Voice!” Every now and then they would order loudly and I would immediately start barking like a dog.
- “Make it louder!” Don’t whine!” came another order and I had no choice but to bark “out loud.”

I don’t remember exactly which of them came up with this idea, but they started throwing me various objects, order “Fetch!”, and I quickly “stepped” on all fours, ran to the end of the room and in my teeth brought them what they threw...

Damn, I’m not telling you now I can convey in words what I felt then. Shame, disgrace, humiliation... I felt all this mixed with excitement and a desire to continue.
And I repeat, I perfectly understood that I was now being humiliated and I really liked it. And the special “piquant thing” was that I then “stepped out of my comfort zone” and clearly understood that I was in no way safe, and that the girls could demand anything from me. But I “wanted” and I started teasing them. After the next command “Fetch!”, when I brought my panties in my teeth, I didn’t immediately give them away, I “held them” a little...

- “Wow, the bitch liked it and the bitch wants more play!” - they really liked my disobedience and the already fading game flared up with renewed vigor.

Now, returning to them, with another object in my teeth, I did not immediately give it back, but “feigning disobedience”, as if forcing the girls to “rip” the object out of their mouth. At the same time, they spoke kind words to me and stroked my head and face, touched my tits and butt so that I would “calm down”, “submit” and give them the object, unclenching my teeth.
At the end of this game, I They even allowed me to get a drink, and although I was forced to do it like a dog, lapping up water from a bowl that they placed on the floor at their feet, I was grateful to them for this, because I had been drinking so much that I was really thirsty.
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Having allowed me to get properly drunk, the girls again ordered me to kneel in front of them, and then in general, they told me to “sit” on my heels, and spread my legs bent at the knees as wide as possible to the sides. Being very excited, I immediately reached my hand between my legs, but the girls stopped me.

- “Stop! You still have time to jerk off in front of us! She took her hands away from her pussy! Place your hands behind your head and lock your fingers behind the back of your head!”

Damn, this was my first time in such a humiliating position and I really liked it. Completely naked, I “sat” on my heels with my knees wide apart and my hands behind my head, holding the back of my head with my fingers. For a minute, two, maybe even three, the girls looked at me silently, and then they began to ask me different questions. It turned out, you know, like a conversation about life, only they were still sitting in the chairs, and I was squatting naked in front of them, with my hands behind my head.

They asked me about everything. “Do I like what I did now? How do I feel when I lick and kiss other girls’ feet? Why do I suck up girls myself and do I really like it?” From their questions, I was once again convinced that Tanya told them about all our games, nevertheless, she answered all the questions honestly, without even thinking about cheating. When the girls found out absolutely everything about me, they immediately asked if I liked them, and what I thought about their hands and legs.
Well, they might not have asked about their hands, because when playing I managed to kiss the dog’s hands and even lick their fingers, but I haven’t kissed their feet yet.
Well, when they asked again, I liked kissing their feet, after I did it on their orders, I honestly answered that I liked it, but because of the nylon tights, their taste doesn’t seem real to me.

The girls laughed, and immediately pulled off their tights and started poking me in the face, already completely naked legs. Seeing that I did not resist, but resignedly kissed even my fingers, they began to “touch” me with their legs. Run your fingers all over my body. Touching my breasts, pinching my nipples, stroking my face, my lips, my stomach and inner thighs with my legs. Of course, they poked their feet into my pubis and tried to stick their big toe into my pussy. After that, they immediately returned the leg to my face and I, without any order, kissed them with my lips. Seeing that I was not protesting, the girls began to demand that I take their fingers completely into my mouth and suck and lick them. One of them tried to put all five of her toes into my mouth at once, but nothing worked and they all didn’t fit into my mouth completely.

Having played enough with me, the girls said that now I could cum and finally “allowed” me to touch myself, which I did right away. And since they allowed me to change the position, I immediately, before they changed their minds, sat on my butt and spread my legs wide in front of them and began to jerk myself off. Moreover, I was already in such a stage of excitement that I could not control myself at all. I didn’t even follow the girls’ orders much anymore, I just caressed myself, trying to achieve orgasm as quickly as possible.

I came to my senses only after some time and did not immediately understand why there was a complete silence. Tanya and the girls silently stared at me in some bewilderment, and I realized what was going on only when I lowered my gaze between my legs.

Damn, the bottom of my pussy was “peeping out” Tanya’s dezik, which I literally brought about 15 minutes ago, was brought to her in my teeth following the command “Aport!” And now I got so carried away that, having lost control of myself, I began to use everything that I could get my hands on. And since I “caught” her deodorant, it was precisely this that was now sticking out of my vagina.

- “By, and you said that she was still a girl, that she had never fucked yet.” …..,” having heard the remark, I looked up and understood. What did one of the girls say to Tanya? do
- “Took your hands away from your pussy! Don’t take anything out! We like it better this way!
- “I put my hands behind my head! Quickly!”, - I followed the command, and one of the girls came close to me and squeezed my nipples on both breasts very tightly.
- “Speak quickly, who fucked you and when did this first happen?” - but I didn’t have time to answer the first question when they asked me a new one - “Do you put it in your mouth? Are you fucking in the ass? …. . – I whispered and immediately received a resounding slap in the face
- “Don’t lie to me, bitch! Tell the truth! Well, quickly! How many times have you put it in your mouth and who exactly did you suck? - the girl squeezed my nipples with renewed vigor, but I decided to stick with my version to the end.

But again I didn’t have time to answer anything, because my Tanya intervened in the “interrogation”
- “So it was Artem who probably fucked her. She met him last year.”
- Did you see it yourself or who told you?” - one of the girls asked Tanya very rudely
- “No, I didn’t see it myself. And I didn’t see her often with that Artyom. But everyone in our yard knows that she ran to him on a date.”

I don’t know why, either from Tanya’s look, or perhaps thanks to my own instinct, but I realized that telling the truth It’s not worth it now. Realizing that Artyom was no longer in the city, that he wasn’t studying with us at all and no one would be able to check my words, I very firmly stated
- “I fucked with Artyom. I only met him a couple of times. Now we broke up and I don’t do anything like that at all...”
- “What aren’t you doing?” = one of the girls interrupted me
- “I don’t fuck with anyone anymore. And I never took it in my mouth or fucked in the ass!”

I don’t know if they believed me, but one of the girls ordered Tanya - “Bring the bottle!”
- “Which one?” - Tanya didn’t understand and asked her friend again
- “Any one! On the bottle we’ll lock her up now! Since she’s already fucked, and also such a whore, then people like her are put on bottles!”

I won’t say much, because I don’t really enjoy remembering what happened next, I’ll just say that Tanya left the room and literally half a minute later came back with a bottle of champagne. The bottle was “new”, sealed, and Tanya “by inertia” wiped the dust off the neck with her hand and put the bottle on the floor in front of me.

I won’t tell you exactly how I sat on the bottle. I will say that I was not pleased. Either because I generally “cooled down” and did not feel any excitement, or because the girls demanded that I “sit down” even deeper, but the only thing I felt at that moment was greater discomfort between my legs.
Several times, on orders, I got up from the bottle, so that only one “cork” remained in me, and then it went down on the bottle again...

I don’t know what all this execution ended for me that day, but Tanya’s mother “saved” me. At some point, I heard her open the front door with her key and the bullying immediately stopped, and I myself was left alone.

Something like this…. I also want to say that by telling this story, I “ran away” a little in time chronologically, and in the following parts, I will have to go back in time.

Excellent story...bold fantasies...as always a pleasure to read...

[Denach]

ask my husband to hold that bottle for me,

it was like Christmas tree!!!

What kind of nonsense did you write! I don’t write this bullshit and nonsense about this crap so that my husband keeps the bottle!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Excellent story....bold imagination...as always a pleasure to read..

thanks for the review

[Fargal94]

Sent later 9 minutes 55 seconds:
well, LOVE, not as you might think)) )))))))))) I’m all of you Fargal, Sibiryak, etc. KILL me now?

what did you mean about me?)

[Ahah]

Damn, now I can’t convey to you in words what I felt then. Shame, disgrace, humiliation... I felt all this mixed with excitement and a desire to continue.

An ambivalent feeling arose after reading it....
It seems like an interesting game arose with humiliation, but then there was the betrayal of Tanya’s friend, and these girls are frostbitten...
Thank you for the story!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Damn, now I can’t convey in words what I felt then. Shame, disgrace, humiliation... I felt all this mixed with excitement and a desire to continue.

An ambivalent feeling arose after reading it....
It seems like an interesting game arose with humiliation, but then there was the betrayal of Tanya’s friend, and these girls are frostbitten...
Thank you for the story!

I don’t know... I wrote it exactly as it was... I didn’t come up with anything extra... and In principle, I wasn’t offended by Tanka.. I didn’t talk to her for a couple of days.. that’s all my resentment towards her...