Rescue Gone Wrong 




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It had been a rather typical day at Sklaverei University for Kristian and
Marcus, with the two having gone through the day with nothing worse than a few
boners due to watching students (specifically girls) get punished during
class. Granted, no one ever knew, but it was just more than a little awkward
to deal with. As they were walking, Kristian asked Marcus, "So, got any big
plans for the weekend?"

Scratching the back of his head quietly, the bespectacled blonde boy
eventually replied, "Well, Nora and I were planning to try and get together
later. You know, to try and go see that new movie that came out. How about
you?" Marcus was a rather shy young man who was as tall as a door and as thin
as a pipe. His hair, which often swept over his forehead like it had been
stuck in the wind, was a dirty blond color while his soft eyes were as green
as fresh spring grass. However, despite how attractive he could look, he was
often rather scraggly looking, with a five o'clock shadow, wrinkled, baggy
clothes, and seeming like he'd just pulled himself out of bed.

Grinning in response, Kristian told his friend, "Oh, probably try and talk to
Sam again. See if I can catch her this time." In contrast to his slightly
awkward looking friend, Kristian looked much nicer, with short cut brown hair,
confident brown eyes, and a smaller frame due to not being as tall as Marcus,
though definitely not short. Furthermore, he also looked quite well groomed,
having a trimmed, attractive looking beard, casual but clean looking clothes,
and standing up straighter than Marcus. However, unlike Marcus, who was dating
someone, he was still trying to go out with Sam, a girl in their classes he
had a crush on.

Hearing this, Marcus raised an eyebrow curiously before shrugging and saying,
"Well, good luck with that then." Though as he was saying this, he noticed
that Sam was walking nearby, her book bag over her shoulder, green hair pulled
back into her lovely ponytail, and DD cup chest held up almost proudly,
quickly nudging Kristian to let him know.

The instant he saw, he quickly got nervous, saying, "Oh god, i-, it's her!
What should I do!? Should I, say hi to her?...no, this is nuts! I should go!"

But before he could get away, Marcus grabbed his collar and said, "No, go talk
to her. I mean, come on, she's a nice girl. I bet she'd be real nice about
it."

Though as Marcus was attempting to help Kristian build up his confidence and
just ask Sam for a date, they two were shocked as they suddenly saw Sam get
grabbed by a group of girls, each wearing shirts of the BDSM Sorority, and
drag her off (something she fruitlessly fought against), they looked at the
display in mute shock before Kristian said, "Oh my god! They kidnapped Sam!"

As Marcus recovered from his shock as well, he eventually said, "W-, well,
shouldn't we go save her then!? I mean, who knows what they might do to her?"

Kristian nodded, saying, "Yeah, I know! And, and plus, maybe if I rescue her,
she'll be really thankful and want to go out with me!"

Marcus, though feeling that Kristian's thought process was a little skewed and
that he should worry about getting her out first and then about going out with
her later, instead just said, "Come on, let's try to find a way to sneak
inside. There must be somewhere with an open window."

And so, the two boys began to circle around the house, each of them trying to
spot a place where they could sneak inside to help the green haired damsel out
of her bind. Then, eventually, the two saw an open window they could slip
through, quickly taking the opportunity to do just that once they had made
sure no one was near the window.

Once they were inside, they found, much to their relief and convenience, that
Sam was lying down on the floor near them, groaning and rolling around
helplessly, trying her best to escape. At the moment, she had been given some
sort of mouth stuffing, followed by an OTN gag that seemed to stretch over her
face a bit elastically, clinging to it rather sexily, a black leather
blindfold, and a hogtie with a nice, firm crotch rope included. The only thing
that covered her, besides rope, was a pair of sexy, lacy black underwear.

Soon, the pair came over to her, Kristian immediately trying to untie Sam
while whispering, "Don't worry Sam, we'll, urgh, have you out in a jiffy." Sam
responded with a surprised, but thankful moan, looking relieved to have
someone trying to save her.

Though as he was though this, Marcus looked around nervously and mentioned,
"I, I really think we should consider just grabbing her and carrying her out,
you know? I mean, what if someone comes?"

"Do you really think we'll be able to get away while just carrying her like
this? It'd be better if she was able to run as well!" Kristian whispered back
to Marcus, who was clearly unsure about his reasoning but just went along with
it to keep things going faster.

However, that all stopped when they heard the door open and heard the familiar
voice of Carly say, "Hey! What do you two think you're doing!?' turning to see
that Carly was standing in the doorway, not looking the least bit happy about
what they were doing right now. Sam, hearing this, squealed and groaned,
bucking around and trying her hardest to get free.

As he saw Carly, Marcus got panicked, attempting to pick up the busty captive
and saying, "Come on, Kristian, let's just grab Sam and get out of here!"

However, his friend just smirked in response, saying, "Seriously? Come on, you
wuss, it's only Carly. She couldn't do anything to us, even if she tried."

Before Carly could snap at him, however, all of them heard the familiar, smug
tone of Bridgette retort, "Oh really Kristian? Well, what about me?" And,
finding himself stopped in his tracks now, he looked in shock and worry as
Bridgette appeared behind Carly, who was now smirking, eager to make Kristian
pay for mouthing off to her.

Chuckling nervously, Kristian then said, "You know what, maybe you're right,
Marcus," before turning around and attempting to bolt. However, before he
could get too far, he felt his legs get grabbed together, causing him to trip
and fall onto the carpet. Looking back to see Carly had tackled him to keep
him from running, he was about to kick her away before Bridgette dropped on
top of him knees first. His wind knocked out she pressed her knee over his
chest to pin him on his back. Despite his struggling he was held immobile by
Bridgette, who also took the liberty of tightly clamping a hand over his
mouth, muffling his shouts and groans as he tried to get free.

And as Bridgette held tightly on his wriggling body, making sure he wouldn't
escape, she said, "Well, hold on now, you two. You're our guests, aren't you?
You have no need to run away like that~." Then, turning to look at Marcus, she
said, "So, what's it gonna be, hot stuff? You gonna try and run for it, or you
gonna stay around for the fun?"

Marcus, of course, was not exactly happy about the situation he had landed in
because of Kristian's prior stupidity. Because he refused to just grab Sam and
run off with her, they had not only been caught but now would probably be
joining Sam, to some degree. And as Bridgette asked if he would be running, he
knew, deep down, that attempting to run was a horrible idea. Sure, he could
probably make it to the window before he was caught, but they knew his first
name and what he looked like. If they really wanted, they could call security
and have him brought in, handcuffed and gagged to avoid objections, and he'd
probably end up worse off afterwards. So, instead, he raised his hands up in
surrender, saying, "I, I suppose, I should stay around..."

As Kristian groaned in annoyance at Marcus giving up, not considering what
would happen if he tried to run, Bridgette grinned and said, "Great, glad to
hear that you'll be taking this all like a man."

As she said this, he watched Carly walk over to him, having unwrapped herself
from Kristian's legs, and proceed to wrench his arms behind his back, saying,
"You're lucky you didn't make fun of me like your friend did, four eyes.
Otherwise, I'd be tormenting you a lot more later~."

Giving a slightly pained groan from the grip she had on his arms, he said,
"I'm, glad..." At the same time, he looked down, hearing Sam whining and
growling on the floor, not happy that her rescuers had been captured
themselves, and he wished he could apologize but figured he'd just stay quiet
in case.

Soon enough though, he saw Bridgette, to his surprise, beckon Carly over
before ordering him, "Now, since you're a guest, just like little Sexy Sammy
here, why don't you strip down, just like her?"

His cheeks went crimson, feeling highly reluctant to do this since the only
person who had ever seen him without all his clothes was his girlfriend,
before he eventually relented and began to pull off his wrinkled, well used
clothing before eventually leaving himself only wearing his dark blue briefs.
The instant she saw them, Bridgette laughed and grinned, saying, "Oh, you wear
briefs!? Well, how interesting. I rather like how they give us a nice little
look at that sexy bulge of yours, big boy~! You're pretty big!" Marcus just
silently blushed and looked away in response, feeling humiliated.
Unfortunately, his embarrassment only increased as his eyes fell on the sexy,
wriggling Sam and his member started to go slightly erect. He barely had time
to look away as Bridgette teased, "Oh, Marcus, you think she's sexy~? I
thought you already had a girlfriend. I wonder what she'd think if she heard
you were getting a hard-on over another girl?"

As Marcus was left humiliated, just standing there in only his briefs with his
boner getting a little worse, Carly was closing and locking up the window,
ensuring either he nor Kristian would get out, afterwards asking, "Hey,
Bridgette, mind if I handle getting our whiny little friend all comfortable~?"

Hearing this, she grinned and laughed, saying, "Oh, go right ahead. Little
Kris is all yours~!"

Carly grinned as Bridgette gave her this permission, slightly frightening the
indignant, struggling Kristian, before marching over to the boy and starting
to forcefully remove all his clothing, tearing or cutting each part off. Once
she had finished getting him down to his underwear, she and Bridgette began to
crack up with fits of laughter as they saw that he too wore briefs, these even
worse due to the white color, Carly laughing, "Jeez, I, I can't believe it!
Both of these losers are basically wearing panties!"

And as Kristian was bucking around in Bridgette's arms, angrily cursing the
pair both for having destroyed most of his clothes and for making fun of his
tighty-whiteys, which he happened to really like, Bridgette's face lit up as
she struck upon an idea! She told Carly, "You know something, you're almost
right Carly. But these two aren't almost wearing panties, I'd say these sexy
gals are wearing panties!"

This comment managed to leave both Marcus and Kristian shocked into silence,
staring at Bridgette in mild confusion alongside Carly, who asked, "Wait, what
are you talking about? I d-...Oh~! I get it now!" The instant she realized
what her friend was getting at, she got a naughty grin on her face, worrying
not only the two boys but even Sam, who barely knew what was happening due to
being blindfolded. Then, looking at Kristian for a second, she smirked and
turned her head to Marcus, ordering with a "sweet" smile, "Hey, Marcia! Why
don't you come over here and help me tie up your little friend, Kristie~!"

As both boys heard her say this, they were left thoroughly embarrassed,
realizing that they were actually being called, and treated like, girls,
before Marcus finally said, "Y-, yeah, sure," and coming over while Kristian
tried to increase his struggles, screaming in a blind rage over the awful
treatment he was receiving. And as Kristian struggled around, giving Marcus a
betrayed expression, Marcus frowned, saying, "Sorry man, but I don't think
we're really in any position to argue with them," before taking a bundle of
rope that Carly so helpfully provided and starting to work on restraining his
uncooperative friend.

With instructions from the two girls holding them captive, he first bound
Kristian's arms behind his back a relatively simple, but effective cinch tie
at his wrists and above his elbows, followed up by a chest harness to keep his
arms from flailing around too much. Upon finishing, Bridgette checked the
ropes out and smiled, telling him, "Wonderful work, Marcia~! You're really a
natural at this!"

Blushing and looking away, feeling ashamed, he muttered, "Th-, thank you,
Bridgette..."

Then, all of a sudden, he felt Carly smack and squeeze his ass, causing him to
let out a startled moan as she told him, "Now, next up for your bitchy little
friend is a nice gag. The only noise I like hearing from sluts like her are
gagged moans." Marcus, already rather embarrassed about having to gag his
friend, only felt worse as Carly then brought a pair of sweaty black panties
and a roll of clear tape up near his face before whispering into his burning
red ear, "So, get to it, sexy~."

Kristian, who at this point was wheezing through Bridgette's hand, having worn
himself out attempting to struggle free, looked in humiliated horror at the
gagging materials Carly gave his friend and began to shake his head,
attempting to beg Marcus to not make him endure this. In response, Marcus bit
his lip before eventually telling his friend, "Listen, I, I hate this, just as
much as you do. But like I said, we don't have a choice here. If I was in your
position, I know they'd be telling you to do this to me. So, just, don't hate
me for this."

And then, coming over, Marcus watched as Bridgette very simply released her
hand from Kristian's mouth, giving a little groan from how wet Kristian's
yelling left it, before pinching his nose. Kristian, who still really didn't
want to be gagged so humiliatingly, gave an angry grunt as he realized what
Bridgette's plan was, stubbornly trying to keep his mouth shut despite the
dwindling air in his lungs. He looked around wildly, his eyes falling first on
Sam, still hogtied on the ground and struggling as much as she could, then on
Carly as she watched on gleefully, and finally on Marcus, a miserable look on
his face as he held the balled up, sweaty underwear inches from his trembling
mouth.

Eventually, Kristian's burning lungs couldn't handle not getting oxygen any
longer and he opened his mouth up wide, taking in a big lungful of delicious
fresh air. This, unfortunately, was followed by the not so fresh taste of
sweat soaked cotton as Marcus carefully pressed the panty stuffing into his
open mouth. He gagged slightly at the taste and attempted to force them out
before he felt Bridgette clamp his jaw shut around the offending material,
ordering Marcus, "Now, make sure you get that tape around her head nice and
tight. Wouldn't want this little cutie-pie to spit them out, after all~."
Marcus just quietly nodded, an apologetic look in his eyes as he tore off a
strip of the see-through tape and prepared to start applying it.

However, to his surprise, the minute the tape started getting pealed off, he
felt Bridgette release his head, immediately attempting to take advantage of
this and push the underwear out of his mouth! Unfortunately for him, he was
too late as Marcus applied the tape to Kristian's lips, leading Kristian to
realize that he had now left his captors with a look of his partially open,
panty stuffed mouth. This realization left his cheeks burning as he felt
Marcus carefully wrap the clear tape around his head, firmly trapping the
underwear inside his mouth.

With poor Kristian groaning and squealing in angry embarrassment through his
gag, unable to spit out the disgusting pair of underwear from his mouth,
Bridgette squeezed Marcus's butt and said, "Wonderful work, sweetie~. Now, all
you need to do is tape up your snobby little girlfriend to that pole behind
her. Can you do that, pumpkin?" Marcus, feeling much more comfortable doing
this than he was having to shove dirty underwear into the boy's mouth, handled
this pretty quickly, pulling him close, working against Kristan's occasional
bucking and thrashing, and soon had managed to tape him there, leaving his
chest, for the time being, exposed.

And with this all done, Carly, who had previously teased Marcus by poking the
poor boy in the ass with her big toe, said, "Wow, you really did a great job
there, Marcia. I think such lovely dedication deserves a nice little reward~!"

Bridgette, who also had liked Marcus's cooperation during this all, nodded and
said, "Yeah, I think so too, sweetie. So, as a nice little reward for being
such a good little girl, we're gonna postpone tying you up. Instead, we're
gonna get you all nice and comfy in some nicer underwear, and even give you a
little makeover~! Doesn't that sound great?"

As Marcus heard this, he gave a nervous whimper, temporarily unable to say a
word at all. As he stood in silence, Kristian looked at him with a combination
of mildly vindictive satisfaction because of having been tied up by him and
sympathy for his friend being further humiliated... though it was mostly
sympathy since he made it very clear he hated tying up his friend to begin
with. Eventually, after about ten seconds of silence, Marcus managed to say,
"Y-, yeah, sounds great," deciding that if it meant not being restrained yet,
it would be at least mildly better.

Bridgette beamed at him, saying, "Great, I'm happy to hear it! Now, all you
need to do before we start is slip out of those nice little panties of
yours~." The instant he heard this, Marcus pretty much froze, his cheeks going
crimson while Kristian's earlier satisfaction was denied once more, feeling
awful for Marcus as he was being told to go buck naked in front of himself and
two pervy bitches who would undoubtedly find some way to tease him mercilessly
the minute his briefs slipped off. He was still for a while more, Bridgette
mentioning, "Listen Marcia, I know you're nervous about being naked around all
the big girls, but the only way you'll keep things going is if you just pull
them off. So don't make me ask again, or Carly might just get, impatient."

The minute he heard this warning, Marcus whimpered and said, "O-, OK,
s-s-sorry..." Then, after taking a deep breath, he grabbed the waistband of
his briefs with both hands, trembling and whimpering in humiliation, and
finally managed to start pulling them down, slowly revealing his cock, which
was still pretty erect, for all (besides the blindfolded Sam) to see. Kristian
instantly looked away, understandably not wanting to see his friend's junk,
and their tormentors were giggling as they watched his stiff member wave
around in the air a bit, only adding salt to the wound.

Finally dropping the briefs and kicking them off, Bridgette them said, "Good
girl! Now, it's time to prepare you. After all, we want our pretty little
Marcia to be looking her absolute best!" And, after wrapping an arm around his
shoulder, forcing the slightly taller boy to come with her, she told Carly,
"Until we return, just keep an eye on naughty little Kristie and make sure she
doesn't try to slip away~."

Grinning almost evilly, Carly gave a salute and said, "Got it, Bridgette~!"
while Kristian, feeling a chill go up his spine, whimpered through his panty
gag, wishing that she'd go easy on him... and knowing she wouldn't.

Marcus truly felt awful as Bridgette was leading him through the sorority
house, buck naked and still sporting an erection, especially when he saw that
he was being almost paraded in front of the other girls there, who would gasp
and occasionally giggle as they saw him. A few of them even talked to one
another, saying things like, "We have a boy here this time? Man, never thought
I'd see the day. Not like I mind, of course, but..." or, "Do you think we
should take some pictures and send them to his girlfriend? I wonder what she'd
think of him if she saw them.". At few times, he even heard stuff like,
"Holy-...d-, did any of you know, that those to get so big?" This particular
one made Marcus the most uncomfortable, though he was also dearly praying that
no one here was so cruel as to send pictures of his predicament to Nora.

Eventually though, he was shoved into a bathroom by Bridgette, who told him,
"Stay there, don't move...and don't jerk off~," before closing the door and
walking off. Needless to say, he was feeling more than a little insulted and
humiliated, but he didn't give a retort, fearing the possibility of getting
into an even worse situation if he did. Instead, he just took a few deep
breaths before looking around the area, which to his relief was kept well
cleaned. He could only guess that it was because of the rather loud sign on
the wall that read the rules of the BDSM Sorority, along with the line FAILURE
TO FOLLOW THESE RULES WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE PUNISHMENT with two pictures of
girls tied up, gagged tight, and being left in stocks, ready for punishment
just to emphasize this.

After a while of just standing around waiting, he heard the door open again
and watched Bridgette return, jokingly saying, "Oh, good, you didn't beat
off...yet. Glad to hear it. Having to clean you up would make this much
harder." He just blushed as he heard this before he watched a new girl come
in, his cheeks going a deep red as she stopped and looked at him.

This new girl, a girl of a fairly average height with round, thick rimmed
glasses, thick auburn hair that she kept out of her face with a loose
ponytail, amber eyes that had a slightly piercing gaze, and was currently
wearing some plaid pajamas that fit her quite well around her sexy figure,
including a pair of D cups that the pajamas gave a little cleavage, a slim
waist, and an ass like you wouldn't believe. Staring at Marcus for a second,
who was trying to cover as much as possible, she eventually had her cheeks
flush red before she muttered, "Woof. What a cock," which only intensified his
humiliation. "So, you want me to help him get dressed up and looking good?"

"Yeah, that's right Amy," Bridgette responded with a smile. "We're gonna need
to get her all nicely shaved, cleaned up, and then dressed in some sexy
undies~. Think you can help out?"

Amy looked him over for a little bit again, then shrugged and said, "Sure, I
can help her out. What do you want me to do first?"

"Well," Bridgette started, pulling out some electric razors, "we can't have
our lovely, delicate flower here be going out looking so hideously hairy. Am I
right?"

Amy nodded in response, quickly saying, "I'll shave her crotch," which caused
Marcus to whimper.

Bridgette practically laughed as she saw how obviously Amy was interested in
touching Marcus's package, soon telling her, "Well, alright then Amy dear.
Just don't make our poor little Marcia cum. We don't want your lovely pajamas
getting covered in her dirty sex juices."

Marcus gave a whine, asking her, "W-, would you, please not do that. I'm,
having trouble staying calm as it is..."

She just laughed, saying, "Awww, aren't you adorable~? Can't handle a little
teasing, Marcia?" She even emphasized it by pinching his cheek, a frown
painting his face as she insisted on belittling him. "Don't worry, we'll be
done soon~." And then, soon enough, he heard the electric razors pop on, their
loud, constant buzzing sounding through the room as he felt Bridgette start by
shaving off the limited belly hair he had. He shivered as he felt a little
more of a breeze there than usual, quickly realizing how weird it felt to be
clean shaven there.

'God, I hope that Kristian is at least having a better time than me,' he
thought as Amy had gotten started on shaving off his nether regions while
occasionally touching his rock hard member "on accident".

'God, I hope that Marcus is at least having a better time than me,' Kristian
thought to himself as he was currently feeling his sadistic captor, Carly,
grab and twist on his nipples. Gagged cries and groans filled the room as his
chest was being treated so maliciously, a grin on Carly's face as she listened
to every pained, humiliated, and angry sound Kristian made.

After a while, she released Kristian's nipples, giving a sigh and saying, "Oh,
if only I could give your tight ass a nice little spanking, Kristie. I think,
after all those things you said to me, that you really need to be punished
quite thoroughly.

'Oh, as if giving me purple nurples isn't punishment enough!' he through
angrily in response, moans and growls emitting from behind the tight, wrapped
tape gag, the panties in his mouth slowly getting more and more saliva soaked
behind the tape.

Carly responded with an amused laugh, saying, "Sheesh, bitch, you're so
fucking loud! How many panties do I need to fill your mouth with before you'll
be a nice, quiet slut?" He just blushed, grumbling a little more quietly
behind the wrapped tape as he feared that Carly would decide to stuff his
mouth with more panties if she felt he wasn't being quiet enough. She just
smirked, patting his stuffed cheek and saying, "Good girl. Now, how about we
get your little girlfriend in on the action, hmmm~?"

Hearing this, Kristian gave a little gasp, his eyes turning to the squirming,
whining Sam, who was still as tightly bound and gagged as before, eyes hidden
away by the strip of tape smoothed over them. Then, with a little giggle,
Carly grabbed the strip of tape and yanked it off like a bandaid, a pained
squeal escaping through Sam's OTN gag. Then, after blinking a few times,
getting used to being able to see again, she looked over at Kristian, who was
groaning and squirming around from his position bound against the pole, she
couldn't help but blush and moan as she noticed he was only wearing briefs,
which also happened to have a clear boner underneath, despite clearly being
very unhappy with his situation.

As Sam was looking at Kristian, helpless there at the whim of the bitchy
Carly, their captor snickered, "Well, don't you two look just adorable~? Maybe
I should tie you two together and see how long you girls last together~!" Sam
began to whine and rock around, objecting to having to tied up against a guy
who seemed seconds away from getting "wet". Kristian was even more against it,
not because he didn't like Sam, but because he did, knowing that the second he
was forced up against her sexy, bound and gagged frame he would likely
humiliate himself by getting his briefs noticeably wet. There'd be no way she
wouldn't notice, and so for him he'd rather keep his dignity than get the
chance to be that close to her.

Of course, the pair would've been better off not reacting to this at all or
even agreeing it would be fun, because their loud, vocal objections only got
her excited, saying, "Oh wow. Well, if you girls are that sure about it, how
can I possibly deny letting you be snuggled up together~?" Each of them whined
and begged that Carly not do this, but it only made her even more eager, soon
hauling up Sam, giving her DDs a few firm squeezes just to rile her up some
more, and dragging her struggling, restrained form over to Kristian. Once they
were close enough, she temporarily released Sam, needing to catch her breath,
before pulling Sam up and forcing her hog tied form to lean against Kristian's
bound body, her restrained, sweaty, naked tits getting shoved right into his
face.

Kristian, of course, was getting easily turned on by this, but he was
determined to not make a fool of himself as well. And so, with a whimper, he
tightly closed his eyes and tried to just focus on breathing, doing his best
to ignore Sam's moans and whines as his breathing tickled her bare skin.
Carly, watching every minute of this hilarious interaction between the two
"girls", sat back wondered to herself, 'I wonder how long 'Kristie' will last
before finally blowing his load...maybe I'll give him some "help" later~."

As Bridgette and Amy finished shaving Marcus of any unsightly hair, even
taking a quick opportunity to grab some tweezers and make his eyebrows a
little more attractive, Bridgette turned him towards the mirror and said,
"Now, don't you just look wonderful, dear?" Looking over himself, Marcus just
felt embarrassed. While his erection did eventually get a bit smaller, he felt
weird and uncomfortable looking at his body and only seeing his head hair,
eyebrows and eyelashes. Besides keeping his facial hair in check, he'd never
shaved his other hair, so having it suddenly gone made him feel a little cold
and even more naked.

However, he knew the answer they were looking for, eventually mumbling, "Y-,
yeah, I, I look great. Thank you f-, for, for the help."

Amy, having gotten rather comfortable with him, have his ass a little slap and
said, "N-, no problem, Marcia," getting him a little more excited. She then
turned to Bridgette, asking her, "So, ummm, what now?"

"Well, I'd say that we go find our sweet little bitch some nice, sexy
lingerie," she replied, pulling Marcus close as he looked at his captor with a
worried expression. "By the way, we got any falsies for the little dear? I
know how uncomfortable she is, having such a flat chest."

To Marcus's relief, Amy shook her head and said, "N-, no, I don't. I mean, I
don't really need them, do I?" As she said this last part, she emphasized this
by placing her hands under her big, round tits and giving them a little
bounce, much to Marcus's arousal. "Though, I could grab some of my stockings,
stuff a pair of panties or two in, and roll them up as a replacement. D-d-do
you think, that'd work?"

Marcus, slowly feeling more worried by the second, watched as Bridgette
grinned and said, "Eh, I suppose that'd work in a pinch. Let's go to your room
then~!" Soon enough, Bridgette had Marcus walking with the two over towards
Amy's room, taking him by the girls again to show off his shaved body. The
worst part of it all was the giggles he heard from all the girls, which had
increased in number as he was walking around with all his body hair shaved off
to make him a "cute, pretty girl".

Luckily, the walk to Amy's room was shorter than the one to the bathroom, but
that didn't mean he was any less reluctant to go inside. After all, he was
more than a little unhappy about being forced into panties and even a bra.
However, he knew deep down that trying to resist or pleading with these girls
to not make him dress up in women's underwear would only result in worse
consequences for him, so he just sadly relented to their whims.

Coming inside, Marcus was immediately brought over to Amy's clothes drawers
and shown all the underwear the girl had, which she had in all different
styles and colors. He was kept there by Amy, who was sorting through the
panties and bras she had to find the perfect ones for him, while Bridgette had
happily taken up the job of preparing the fake breasts that would be slipped
into the bra cups. As he was standing around, staring down at all the
underwear, he bit his lip, getting a little turned on as he stared down at all
the underwear stashed away in the drawer beneath him. He had always kept it
hidden, but something about panties always got him riled up. In fact, it took
all his willpower to just keep from reaching in, grabbing a nice pair of
Victoria's Secret, and feeling it up, or something even more perverted.

However, Amy noticed his cock starting to perk up again, blushing and saying,
"Well, is my underwear getting you, excited?"

He looked horrified as Amy said this, and was even more humiliated as
Bridgette, who had heard this, turned to him, wrapped an arm around his
shoulders, and said, "Wow, really Marcia!? Sheesh, you're such a pervert! I
sure hope you don't end up getting Amy's panties all sticky and wet,
especially when she's been so kind as to let you borrow them~!" Then, looking
around and seeing a pair inside that were a nice, very cute pink color, she
giggled and said, "Oh, I think these would be nice on you~. What do you think
Amy?"

Amy nodded in response, ignoring Marcus's whimpers as she commented, "I'm sure
that cute set will be nice and cozy on you," before grabbing the panties from
Bridgette, much to her friends disappointment, and stretched them in front of
Marcus's face.

Marcus moaned, feeling his cock only continue to increase in girth, before
mumbling, "I-, if you, think so..." obviously not looking forward to the pair
of pink Victoria's Secret panties getting pulled on.

Amy nodded, soon giving his ass a firm smack and saying, "Now, Marcia, how
about I help you into these real quick?" He simply nodded, lifting up a leg
and then the other to get his legs into the leg holes. After this, he felt Amy
carefully slide the pink cotton over his completely bare legs, shivering at
the sensation it sent through him. However, what he didn't expect was for
Bridgette to teasingly grab onto the elastic waistband and pull it up tightly
in a wedgie, giving a shocked help in response. And even worse than the
humiliation of being given a wedgie in these girly looking panties was
knowing, deep down, it had gotten him a little excited.

Luckily, before they could notice, he felt the waistband get released and snap
against his hips, giving a yelp as it struck. And, with a final adjustment to
keep it fit nice and snug around his erect member, he then felt as the bra,
which had its cups filled by the makeshift falsies, get pulled around his
chest and hooked up in back, making him feel even worse now.

Once Bridgette had finished with getting the bra on him, she asked Amy, "Got
some matching stockings for our little sweetheart~?"

"Well, they're not stockings," Amy admitted, going through her sock drawer,
"But I've got a pair of pink polka dot thigh highs. Will that work?"

The BDSM Sorority head just laughed, "Oh, I'm sure that Marcia will just love
them. Won't you, Marcia?"

He held back a groan of annoyance as she asked this, eventually managing to
say, "I, I would love them, thanks..."

She just grinned and pinched his cheek, saying, "I knew you would~. Don't
worry, you'll look great, sweetie!" And, as soon as Amy had extracted them
from the drawer, she began to work to get the white, pink dotted, cotton tube
socks pulled tight over his legs. Though as he felt the elastic cloth slowly
pull tight over his shaved leg, he gave a groan, finding the sensation of the
sock over his newly shaved legs to be very uncomfortable.

Then, after getting him all dressed, Amy mentioned, "I've also got some cute
pink lipstick and eyeshadow. Shall we get her all gussied up with them?"

Before Marcus could even attempt to object to this awful humiliation,
Bridgette grinned and cheered "Oooo, yay! Sounds great! Let's get our sexy
girl looking real nice!" Marcus, on the other hand, looked rather miserable,
but just stayed quiet. Noticing this, Bridgette giggled and pinched his cheek,
saying, "Awww, don't worry Marcia! We'll get you tied up all snug soon enough.
So quit being impatient~."

He did his best to keep from groaning, looking over at the girl and saying,
"Good t-, to know. Shall we, get me looking nice now?"

Amy began to look excited as well, saying, "I thought you'd never ask," before
taking out a tube of bright pink lipstick and prepping it. Then, once it was
ready, she said, "Now, pucker up real sexy Marcia," which Marcus did as well
as he could. Once he did, he soon felt her start to apply it, reminding him of
a thicker chapstick. Then, once it was fully applied, they made him pop his
lips to more evenly apply it before lightly blotting it with a tissue. Amy
even made him close his lips around her finger, before she pulled outward
after playing around with his mouth. Apparently it was to avoid getting
lipstick on his teeth, but he almost wondered if she was just trying it get
him turned on.

After that, they ordered him to close his eyes, taking out some of the
eyeshadow to dab onto his closed eyelids. And with every giggle he heard from
the two, his humiliation grew. He barely wanted to think what it would be like
to get tied up soon after, but he knew that was coming up very soon.

Then, as the pair told him he could open his eyes, he did so and heard them
giggle, Amy saying, "Awww, you look so cute! Man, I'm so glad I decided to
help out with this."

As he blushed, embarrassed to hear this, he then heard Bridgette say, "You
know, as happy as I am with this, and as much as I'd like to start getting
this adorable sweetheart all nicely tied up and gagged, like I know she's
craving, I can't help but feel like, we're missing something..."

Amy looked at him quietly for a while, clearly trying to figure it out as
well, much to Marcus's worry. Then, after a second of thinking about it, she
snapped her fingers and said, "What about a cute blond wig? I'm sure she's
tired of the others making fun of her boy hair."

His eyes went wide as he heard this, and he felt scared as he watched
Bridgette's smile return as she said, "Oh, you little genius! I love you!"
And, soon enough, they had him sat down in a nearby chair, his blond locks
tucked neatly into a hair net, and forced to try on several wigs. And,
eventually, they had decided that the one they liked best on him was one with
a pair of girly pigtails on both sides with some cute, right eye covering
bangs. He personally hated it for how it made him look, but of course that was
most likely the intention to begin with.

"Ahhh, finally done!" Bridgette sighed in relief as she pinned the wig in
place with some Bobby pins. "Now, unless you have anything else you'd like to
add to out adorable Marcia, let's get our panty slut all nicely tied up for
our private party~!"

Amy nodded, soon saying, "Well, it's something bondage related, if you don't
mind. Just a second." Then, slipping back into her dresser drawers, she began
to look around through it, eventually pulling out one final pair of plain
white thigh high tube socks. "Here, let's slip these onto her hands. Don't
want her getting too hands-y with herself~."

Bridgette laughed while Marcus just blushed in humiliation, hearing the
sorority head say, "Yeah, you're right! Can't let her get off on this too
quickly!" Once they'd agreed on this, they pulled the socks tight up his arms,
leaving them quite helpless and unable to pick at any future knots if he tried
to get at them. Once that was finished, they each grabbed a bundle of cute,
reddish-pink rope and got started on wrapping him up nice and tight. For the
most part, they kept it pretty simple, just wrapping the ropes around his legs
and torso, which kept him from moving his legs and arms too much. It was
tight, however, and that kept him pretty secure from struggling too much if he
was kept under close watch.

Then, it was time for the metaphorical cherry on top -- the gag! Marcus
honestly felt nervous as he was actually sat down for this, especially when
Bridgette told him, "Now, we're gonna need you to keep that big, panty whore
mouth of yours open nice and wide. Think you can do that, pumpkin?"

He gave a whimper at this humiliating treatment, especially as he was called a
"panty whore", but soon nodded and said, "Of course, Bridgette," before
opening up his mouth as wide as he possibly could.

Both girls soon kissed his flaming red cheeks, Amy whispering to him, "Good
girl, Marcia," before they both walked back over to her panty drawer,
doubtlessly deciding that the best way to gag him was to stuff his mouth full
of underwear. The mere thought made him get harder again, whimpering worriedly
as he hoped that he would have the self discipline to keep himself from
creaming the hot pink, stretchy bikini briefs he'd been made to wear. After
all, who knows what they'd do to him if that happened?

After a while, however, he saw them walk over to Amy's own laundry bin and
looked mortified. Were they really planning on stuffing used, possibly dirty
panties in his mouth!? This was completely unbelievable! The worst part of it
was, it looked like they had just finished getting what they needed, as they
were now walking over to him with the panties they chose presumably hidden
behind their backs. Bridgette had a massive shit eating grin on her face while
Amy's cheeks were glowing pink while she stared at his girth, worrying him a
little more.

"Good, you kept your big mouth nice and open wide~," Bridgette giggled, soon
nudging Amy, who came forward and revealed a pair of lacy black panties that
looked, unfortunately, quite sweaty. Looking at the panties while Amy balled
them up, Bridgette asked, "Hey, didn't you have to run laps while wearing
those yesterday?"

Blushing brightly, Amy admitted, "More like hopped laps. I had come in late
for gym class because I overslept, so my gym teacher tied me up before making
me do the laps. I was practically sweating like a pig."

And as Marcus sat there, whimpering as he could smell the powerful scent of
sweat from the undergarments, Bridgette said, "Ouch, poor you. And you're
gonna really stick those in Marcia's poor mouth~?"

"I don't know, she seems to like it," Amy teased before lightly flicking his
stiff, panty covered cock, eliciting a high pitched moan from him.

Giving a snicker in response to this, Bridgette finally asked, "Well then, are
you just gonna entice our little panty slut with those sme- I mean, fragrant
panties of yours, are are gonna start packing them in her big, open mouth.
She's been holding hers open like a good girl for so long, I'm worried her
mouth is getting dry~."

Blushing as she realized this, she said, "R-, right, sorry," before taking the
pungent, balled up undergarment and pressing it into Marcus's mouth. He gave a
groan as she did this, tasting the mildly salty remains of Amy's sweat on the
cotton fabric as she specifically pressed it down against his tongue, making
sure that it would be the one he'd be tasting the most, much to his utter
mortification.

Next up was Bridgette, who showed off both of the panties she'd grabbed at the
same time, one that was patterned to look like a delicious strawberry and one
that was an odd, neon green. Unlike the last pair, these were thankfully from
the underwear drawer, meaning they were undoubtedly clean. Though still, he
gave a little whimper as he saw the underwear dangling in front of his face,
soon gasping in shock as Bridgette teasingly used one pair to slap him across
the cheek. "Does me doing that just get you horny, Marcia~?" She whispered
into his ear, a slightly muffled whimper being the only reply she got. And,
while she noticed that Marcus looked plenty humiliated, so far she hadn't
noticed too much change in her captive's erection, though considering it was
already pretty tall, she felt he must've been unable to get any stiffer.

Once she'd decided she might as well just get this last part over with, she
began to start packing the underwear into his mouth, listening to his
delicious whines and groans as he felt more cotton bikini briefs invade his
mouth. By the time Bridgette finished fitting the underwear into his left and
right cheeks, Marcus practically felt like a chipmunk preparing for winter.
Unfortunately for him, there was still more to do as Bridgette pulled out a
roll of clear tape, peeled off a strip, and smoothed it over his trembling
lips. This was followed by her grabbing a roll of electrical tape and starting
to wind the thin, black stuff around his head, causing him much relief as the
panty stuffing wasn't visible any longer. He was getting tired of feeling
humiliated at them seeing his panty stuffing.

This, of course, made his frustration all the greater when Amy suddenly showed
off one final pair of panties she'd grabbed, a pretty big white pair covered
in cute little red and pink hearts. The worst part was that these also smelled
a little ripe from being sweaty. But, what were they planning to use it for?
Amy definitely couldn't stuff his mouth with them, after all, so what did she
plan to do. And though he hadn't gotten an answer yet, suddenly hearing Amy
ask Bridgette, "Mind holding her still for me. I want to make sure I do this
perfectly for our little pet."

Bridgette responded, "Not at all~," before happily complying in the request to
hold Marcus still, who was now whimpering and pleading to Amy, saying that
he'd been humiliated enough.

However, he found as he did this, his erection was waving around a bit, almost
attracting Amy to him more. Then, after he watched her give a testing stretch
of the panties, she said, "Alright, now for the final touch," before she
grabbed both ends, stretching it as much as she could, and wrapping the
sweaty, heart covered underwear tight over his mouth and nose, like an OTN
gag. He groaned in slight disgust as he was forced to smell them as a result,
but soon felt Amy securely knot the bikini briefs behind his head, firmly
trapping them over his face. And as if he hadn't been humiliated enough, he
then noticed Bridgette teasingly reach around and pull out the tag so it was
now visible to onlookers.

"Great, you're all done now, sweetie!" Bridgette teasingly told him, hearing a
muffled groan in return. Then, with a teasing spank to his pink clad derrière,
she said, "Now, let's go check on your friends and see how they're doing,
hmmm~?"

Kristian, to be completely honest, was both rather happy with the time here
and infuriated over it. He was happy because he was so close to a naked,
sweaty, sexy Sam at this moment he could practically feel her hot breath. He
was infuriated because not only was she held being held captive by the BDSM
Sorority for a laugh, but so was he. And for the past ten or fifteen minutes,
he was given the job of NOT blowing a load he wanted desperately to release
because doing so would undoubtedly make him look stupid in front of his crush.

Of course, as if all this couldn't be worse, after a while of sitting,
waiting, and occasionally rubbing her spread nether regions mockingly, their
captor, Carly, had the audacity to grab a camera to record a little bit of
this. Kristian, despite being a pretty nice guy who never had thoughts of
hurting others, much less a girl, had a strong desire to kick Carly's ass at
this point.

But then, in a move that shocked even him, she proceeded to saunter over,
saying, "Wow, you've really done pretty well at keeping a lid on things, big
girl. I mean, I was sure you'd just let it all out a long time ago. I have to
say, I'm almost impressed." Kristian just replied to her with a muffled,
irritated grunt, to which she smirked, wrapped an arm around his shoulders,
and said, "You know, maybe I should give you a little reward. Perhaps, help
you enjoy yourself a little more."

'OK then, I'd love to be let go so I can put you through all this, you bitch,'
Kristian thought angrily to himself as she kept talking. But unfortunately, he
had been so focused on her that by the time it had occurred to him why she
wrapped her arm around his shoulders that it was too late.

She had grabbed the waistband of his tighty whiteys and immediately yanked it
up high, eliciting a pained, angry scream from the humiliated guy, saying,
"Let's see how much you love cumming while getting a nice, tight wedgie~!"
Unfortunately for him, this break of concentration had quickly caused him to
lose control, giving a groan through his gag as a dark spot spread over the
tip of his briefs, almost wanting to whimper as Sam looked away, clearly
uncomfortable with this result.

But, the wedgie didn't stop, much to his annoyance. If anything, she seemed to
be pulling harder, saying, "Wow! Would you look at that! You really got wet,
you little slut~!" Kristian screamed at her, lots of obscenities making it
through the tape and panties as he was attempting to tear into his captor. She
only seemed to make the wedgie stronger in response to this, saying, "Gosh,
what an ungrateful, potty mouthed whore you are. I'll really need to fill up
that dirty mouth of yours~."

As this continued, the briefs tightly wedging between his cheeks as Carly
pulled harder and further up, Kristian began to hear the sound of tearing
fabric and he realized, to his horror, that Carly was actually trying to tear
off his underwear with this wedgie. As he came to this realization, he began
to scream more, eyes wide as he attempted to beg her not to do that, his
crotch starting to ache from the feeling of his underwear pressing tight
against it. However, she ignored his pleas, a sadistic grin over her face as
she was pulling them as tight as she could. And Sam, who had previously been
looking away, was now staring at this awful display with an empathetic, or
possibly sympathetic glare, yelling at Carly through her own gag to just leave
Kristian alone.

But after a while of struggling, pleading, and feeling more discomfort from
the underwear being yanked up, he gave a cry as he heard the briefs completely
tear, the discomfort still radiating through his ass and privates despite
being mercifully done. He then heard his tormentor give a giggle and said,
"Ooops, sorry Kristie. Didn't mean to wreck your precious little panties. Then
again, I suppose these things were really quite hideous." Kristan groaned
angrily as she said this, feeling defensive as she insulted his taste in
underwear. Though as Carly heard the groan, she grabbed his face, squeezing
his gagged cheeks, and told him, "Oh, don't be such a drama queen about it.
I'll get you a nice, clean, much cuter pair. I promise~!" And then, just for
the sake of shocking him, she proceeded to kiss him on his gagged lips,
watching in amusement as his cheeks flushed bright pink and his eyes were left
wide with confusion.

But soon enough, he was shaken from his confused state when he heard the sound
of a familiar, muffled voice coming into the room and heard Bridgette say,
"Come along Marcia! Don't go slowly now." Kristian did his best to turn and
look at what was going on, soon finding his cheeks flaring brightly as he saw
his poor, humiliated, bound and gagged best friend being led into the room,
now shaved, dressed like a girl (complete with a pair of big, fake tits) and
hard as an iron nail. Kristian had to admit, the sight of his friend in this
awful peril was getting him hot and bothered, even if he felt awkward about
getting turned on by his heterosexual friend who was in a committed
relationship. Unfortunately, just looking at Marcus with that thick, full
boner hidden only by the big, pink panties he was wearing was almost
erotically hypnotic to Kristian.

Of course, this interest did not go unnoticed as he soon heard Carly laugh,
"Awww, Kristie, are you getting all horny, looking at Marcia like that~?
That's so adorable!" This resulted in an angry grunt from Kristian, who was
getting very annoyed with all the teasing, but got nervous as she said, "Well,
if that's how you're gonna act, then I think you're gonna need a bigger,
tighter gag, missy!"

And just when he believed this couldn't get any worse, he saw a sexy, rather
nerdy looking girl he didn't know come in with a bag and say, "Hey, Carly, if
you want, we could take "Kristie" and get her looking all pretty first."

Kristian, realizing they would be doing the same thing to him as they did to
Marcus, whined through his gag and shook his head desperately, cringing as he
then heard Carly laugh, "Yeah, sounds great! But I personally think that this
little bitch should be prepared in front of everyone! Make them see how
unclean and hairy she looks."

As Kristian looked around, mortified by the thought of this, they heard
Bridgette giggle, "Lucky for you we brought plenty of materials to get the
little brat all ready then," grabbing the bag Amy had been carrying and
revealing the stash of things they'd brought, mostly bondage materials but
also including the electric razor.

Kristian attempted to struggle, but Carly held on tight, soon forcing him to
his feet, which caused Sam to tumble to the ground, and say, "Come on now,
don't be a little baby, you horny little bitch. This won't take long at all~."

Watching helplessly from the ground as Bridgette restrained him, Sam saw Amy
and Carly immediately take out razors and start to shave Kristian's body and
facial hair, mercilessly ridding him of every bit of "unnecessary" hair they
could. Amy had taken his crotch, blushing as she smelled the scent of orgasm
from him, while Carly handled his upper body. Sam felt very sorry for him, but
she knew the worst was yet to come.

Once they had finished shaving him clean, it was then time to begin getting
him dressed up. Ignoring the muffled groans and growls from his gagged mouth,
the trio soon had untied him for the time being before pulling a set of black
panties with the word "SLUT" written across the butt cheeks, along with a
matching bra that included a pair of his own fake breasts. Unfortunately, it
wasn't over yet, as Amy helped pull on several pairs of socks, one long white
pair, another shorter pink pair, and an even shorter dark blue pair, over his
hands, making triply sure that he would not be able to use his fingers to
escape. They even took a little time to give him some pink eye shadow and a
brown wig with a short ponytail. Soon after, he was strictly retied to the
pole from before.

He groaned as he felt the ropes surround him firmly, but then Carly said, "And
NOW, it's time to make that gag even more muffling for your dirty little
mouth, slut!" before starting to unwrap the clear tape spread tight over his
mouth. Feeling this, he groaned and began to try and prepare to push the
underwear out of his mouth, not wanting it in a second longer.

And, eventually, his mouth was fully freed, allowing him to spit out the
panties and shout, "You fucking bitch! Let us go already! You had your fun,
now- owwww!"

Carly, looking almost gleeful, had grabbed Kristian by his hair, forced his
head back, and said, "Wow, I'm really gonna need to punish you for that
language. Now, just be a good slut and keep that fucking mouth open!"

As he watched her pick up the saliva sodden undergarments, as well as a second
and third pair of underwear, he struggle, trying to turn his head away, and
said, "Fuck! N-, no! Get those disgusting things away from my mouth! I'm gonna
make yo- GRRRRRMPH! RRRGH! NHHHHH!" However, soon enough, she had begun to
cram the first pair in, followed by a pair with red and white stripes, almost
like a candy cane, and then the third, which was lacy green with a cute little
ribbon on the crotch area. This last pair, however, wasn't quite able to fit
in, much of the material sticking out of Kristian's widely stretched mouth
while he groaned and grunted, making a real stink of this whole situation.

Once this was done, Amy took out the electrical tape, peeled off some of it,
and said, "Now, to make sure she can't spit this all out," before starting to
tightly wind the stuff around Kristian's bursting mouth, much to his chagrin.
Soon enough, besides hints of the green lace underwear sticking out around the
black tape, nothing in his mouth could be seen any longer.

"And now, for the finishing touch~," Carly said with an evil little giggle, to
which Kristian scream and shook his head, thrashing around as well as he could
while Sam and Marcus watched on, feeling sorry for the thoroughly humiliated
boy. And, just like with Marcus before him, he soon had a final pair of
panties, a bright yellow pair with cute butterflies, yanked tight over his
mouth and nose before getting knotted behind his head to stay on as his own
OTN gag. "Let's see how much noise you make now, bitch," Carly suggested
evilly before grabbing his balls, squeezed tight by the panties, and began to
roughly handle them. Kristian, though angry and a little pained, didn't make
too much noise, prompting Carly to sigh, "Ahh, much better! It's nice not
having to hear your stupid, whorish whines~."

As he growled angrily at her, testes still aching, Bridgette scolded her, "Now
now, go easy on Kristie. No need to be so rude...unless you'd like to join
them, of course~."

Carly's eyes went wide as she heard this, grumbling as she noticed Kristian
looking a little smug, before saying, "Oh, fine."

As she pouted, Bridgette just said, "Oh, don't be like that. After all, we've
got lots of time to play with out adorable ladies. So let's just have some
nice, clean fun with our adorable captiv- I mean, guests~!" In response, all
three captives groaned and squirmed around, each of them worried by the eager
expressions on their captors faces. After all, what else could be in store for
them at this rate? All they knew is that they would be learning very soon...