Story 18_ I lost DESIRE ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

In this Story I want to tell you that the “events” with the photographs, as well as with Christina, had a continuation. Continuations are mainly for me personally, more precisely for my internal state, my experiences. Firstly, after the “meeting” with Christina, I finally understood what kind of sex I liked and understood what I wanted, realized that it was humiliation and submission that I was missing. I mean real humiliation, not “game humiliation.” You won’t believe it, but the next day, after that incident on the rocks, I myself began to expect a new meeting with Christina. But she never came to the village anymore. I even started “looking” for her. I carefully asked the girls if anyone knew where she lived in the city, or rather who she had come to.
I found out who Christina was visiting almost immediately. To one of the girls from the “neighboring” school. Svetka and Tanya, but especially Svetka, even offered me help to “catch” that Christina and teach me a lesson. My friends sincerely believed that I was trying to find out where my offender lived for precisely this purpose. Well, they tried to make amends for their guilt, because not only did they not stand up for me on the beach, but they themselves took part in everything. I didn’t try to convince my girls to “catch it like that.” But I myself was looking for Christina for something else. I really wanted a CONTINUATION and just wanted to catch her eye at least briefly so that she would “remember” me. I sat for hours in the yard where the girl was staying, but as they say, alas...
I, of course, could find what I was looking for in the company of my friends, and they played along with me as best they could. But it was all just “make-believe”. Moreover, trying to make amends for me, the girls, on the contrary, behaved very gently towards me, trying to please me in everything. I had one last hope to “turn around” in the village, but nothing worked out for me there either. I never received any real humiliation, because I belonged there. And if I had anything, it was all “game”, not real... Damn, it got to the point where I started satisfying myself. I had masturbated before, but now I did it in a special way. There was a huge mirror hanging in my parents’ room, and in their absence, I would sit in front of that mirror and play with myself, without taking my eyes off my reflection. And if before, I gently stroked and touched myself, now... I twisted my nipples, to the point of pain, and spanked my tits very hard with my palms. She spanked herself on the butt and bare thighs, even spanked between her legs on her open pussy... The situation with the photographs happened a little earlier, but I also “realized” that I was turned on by my own nudity in the presence of “uninitiated” spectators. I realized that I liked and was excited by hearing dirty comments about my body, and that it turned me on to receive “orders” and “demands” from the audience.
And although in my yard I also belonged, they just took me to that tree “confrontation”, almost until the cold weather. Tanya, Svetka and several other girls from the yard very often took me to “that place”, and then there, probably for the twentieth time, I showed myself to everyone, so that they could make sure that it was not me that was depicted in the photographs, but a completely different person. girl.
But I quickly got tired of all these “campaigns”, because apart from “comparing” half naked me with the girl in the photo, nothing else happened. Although one day I went “to that place” with Yulka, a girl from my yard. More precisely, she took me there herself. To be honest, I myself don’t know why I went with her. Yulka was almost 2.5 years younger than me. She was a “small fry” and allowing such a “small fry” to do something to me would have been a complete mess. But probably it was the awareness of the fact that I was “obeying” a girl much younger than myself that “convinced” me to undress completely to the waist in front of her. Yulka looked at me for a while, and then just took it and ran away... Damn, this could be the end of this Story, but you are in no hurry to close it, because I have not yet told you the most important thing. What I’m going to tell you about now has nothing to do with the events with Christina and the photographs, and it didn’t all happen in my yard or even in the village. The fact is that we had another apartment. In a completely different area of ​​the city, left from my father’s grandmother. And in the summer, after finishing 10th grade, my parents started renovations there for some reason. Only my dad did most of the repairs. And my mother’s help came down to the fact that she cooked dinner for dad at our house, and I myself took the food to the apartment that my dad was renovating.
A couple of times, my girls kept me company. But since there was nothing interesting there, I soon began taking lunch to dad myself. And so that you don’t lose interest, I won’t tell you absolutely everything now, but will immediately move on to the most important thing. I’ll just say that it had “its own yard” and its own group, and I “met” the two boys from that yard much closer than the others...
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- Well, show me Dombazova tits?!,” Vitya grabbed me by the chest through the fabric of my T-shirt, and then tried to put my hand under this thin part of my life-saving clothing at that moment.
The fact is that that day I lost to the boys at cards. Moreover, we played for wishes. And not for anything specific, but just like we’re playing, and then we’ll see. In the end, of course, I lost and now the boys Vitya Novikov and Sasha Shulga tried to demand the loss from me. Gathering my last strength and not answering them, I tried to break free, but the boys, without letting go of my hands, held me on the bench.
- Where are you going, Dombazova?! You and I have just begun....
Sasha Sh. “joined” Vita N., starting to paw my other breast through the T-shirt.
- Well, will you show your tits? Eh, Dombazova? To tell the truth, I was in no hurry to lift up my T-shirt. And not because I didn’t want to do it. Quite the contrary. But I didn’t know this yard at all. I didn’t know the neighbors who could now spy on what was happening from their windows. I was afraid that suddenly someone would come out of the entrance and see all what is happening on bench. I was afraid that as soon as I showed my bare chest, the boys would strip me completely naked. In short, I tried to “cheat” in order to postpone the processing of the lost desire “to another time.” - The boys are not here! And not now!...,_ I was ready to say and promise anything, if only now they would leave me alone.
- And where?...,_ they immediately seized on my last remark.. ,- And when?
- Tomorrow..,- I mumbled again
- Okay. Tomorrow! Come with us behind the garages and show off your tits there! Still not quite understanding what could await me tomorrow, and where exactly those “garages” were located, I immediately agreed.
- Okay..
- What’s good? I mean, do you agree, Dombazova?
-Yes.., I whispered again
-And tomorrow there will be no denials or excuses from you?
-There won’t be..
- Do you promise?... - the boys continued to hold my hands, and I, wanting them to let me go as soon as possible, whispered
- I promise. They smiled contentedly, but when I tried to get up from the bench, they again did not let me go.
-Where are you going?! Shall I rub your tits?
- So tomorrow..., - I said, frightened that they won’t stop now
- So that means tomorrow you’ll let us touch you too?! So, Dombazova?
I had nothing left to do and, as a sign of agreement, silently nodded my head. The next day, as soon as I appeared in the yard, Vitya N. was immediately nearby.
- And you are honest Dombazova. We already thought that you wouldn’t come today!
Vitya took my hand and pulled me along with him. We walked in silence. Literally 3 minutes later Sasha caught up with us. It was at that moment that my phone rang and it was my dad. The conversation was very short. Dad asked me where I was. I replied that I was already here in the yard. And dad said that I should not go up to the apartment, but wait for him on the bench at the entrance, because for today he had already finished with the repairs and we would go home in just 20 minutes. Damn, I was even a little confused, and from the sour expression on the boys’ faces, I realized that we simply wouldn’t make it in 20 minutes. But they weren’t going to let me go so easily, and literally a minute later I found myself with them in a “strange” entrance, on the top floor. - Take off your clothes Dombazova! Don’t waste time!..., - Vitya and Sasha immediately got down to business
- Or did you decide to refuse our agreement?!
So that I wouldn’t run away, they held my hands, although they themselves without undressing
-What are you waiting for, Dombazova?! In order not to simply waste time, and realizing that the terms of yesterday’s deal would still have to be fulfilled, I lifted my T-shirt up to my chin, exposing my bare chest to everyone to see. For about a minute the boys stared at me with all their eyes, and then Vitya suggested
- Take off your T-shirt completely!
- Is it hard for you to see? - I tried to snap back, but the boys didn’t lag behind
- Good or bad , it’s none of your business Dombazova. You lost and agreed to show us your naked tits! Damn... in principle, the boys were right. Therefore, I quickly pulled off my T-shirt and found myself completely naked to the waist in front of them.
-Take off your shorts and panties!
-What?! No!!!, - I protested,_- There was no such agreement!!!
- There was no... You yourself agreed to undress in front of us, and also agreed that we would paw you! Isn’t that so, Dombazova?! The boys were staring at me with all their eyes, though they weren’t touching me with their hands yet, but they weren’t holding me back anymore. Seeing my submission to “work out” the lost desire, they looked at me, waiting for what I would do next. The pause dragged on, etc. Time was running out for us, Sasha finally suggested
- Okay. Don't take it off completely! Take it down to your knees! And shorts and panties!
And since I was still standing and not doing what they asked of me, Sashka’s hands, and then Vitya’s, touched my body. They touched me absolutely everywhere. My face, shoulders, arms, chest, stomach, and even thighs... I stood and did not resist, allowing them to “receive” their winnings. I only protested when their hands began to try to undo the button on my shorts. - So, stop! We definitely didn’t agree on this!
Probably something like that flashed in my eyes, because the boys reluctantly removed their hands.
-Okay. But now we’ll paw you!
“And before that, what were you doing now?” I even found the strength to grin
“We were just examining you, but now we’ll paw you.” Come on, put your hands behind your back so as not to disturb us! Well?! I had no choice but to fulfill their demand, and as soon as I put my hands behind my back, Sashka “forcefully” squeezed my chest.
His actions were so demanding that I couldn’t help myself, screamed and grabbed his wrist .
- So, Dombazova, she put her hands back! Well, quickly!..,_ Sashka shouted at me, and then added to his friend,_- Vitya hold her hands, otherwise she’ll ruin all our fun! Vitya immediately grabbed my wrists and again pulled my hands behind my back. And I, wanting to show the boys that I was completely in control of the situation, said
- So, come on, just not for long! - I objected, - Otherwise someone else will catch us here!
- Not for how long? And Dombazova? - Sashka looked me straight in the eyes
- Two minutes! - I blurted out right away, but he did not agree
- I was daydreaming! 5 minutes! Each of us paws you all over and everywhere for 5 minutes, and then..
- Are you letting me go?! - I looked at Sasha with a challenge
- Yes, we’re letting you go, but you’re not interfering with us! Agree? I silently nodded my head and he immediately began to paw me. And specifically paw, and not touch or gently touch. Very demandingly, with “force,” he kneaded my chest, groped my stomach, touched my neck and shoulders. I protested only when he again tried to unbutton the button on my shorts
- Stand still, Dombazova! We agreed! - he shouted at me And although Vitya held my hands behind my back, I managed to free myself.
- And 5 minutes have already passed!, - I said proudly
- Really?, - Sashka was feignedly surprised..- But for me, no more than a minute has passed!
- No, it’s already passed a lot more! - I didn’t give up, and immediately added, - And if you don’t recognize this obvious fact, then Vitya may be left without sweets!
- But for me, no more than a minute passed! - feignedly Sashka was surprised and without stopping for a second, he asked his friend, “Vitek, tell me, how long has it been?” What five minutes?
- No! No more than 2 minutes! - Naturally, Vitya decided to play along with his friend, - And I don’t have a watch. Do you, Dombazova, have it?
- What do you have? - I didn’t understand
The boys laughed
- Well, the clock! No? Then stand silently and don’t disturb us! I was once again broken by the “reasonableness” of their arguments and no longer protested. After some time they changed and Sashka was holding my hands, and Vitya was touching me all over.
Unlike my friend, Sashka held me very tightly and when Vitya began to unbutton the button on my shorts, I could no longer prevent this. Of course, I twitched for the sake of decency when the boy’s hands began to pull off my shorts and panties, but I couldn’t interfere with the “process” and soon Vita managed to lower them below my knees. Crap. A very pungent smell of a “leaking bitch” immediately spread through the entrance. The smell was so pungent, me and sex fell so much that Vitya “staggered” from surprise. “Be careful not to lose consciousness!” I tried to joke, but the boys ignored my remark.
From my smell, from the fact that I was leaking, they lost their heads, and I don’t even know how everything would have ended that day, if my phone hadn't rung. I didn’t “answer” right away, because... Sashka continued to hold me. But the phone continued to ring, and when they released one hand so that I could answer, I heard the irritated voice of my dad on the receiver. - Nata, where are you? I've been waiting for you for five minutes! Let's fly here like a bullet! I have to be at a very important meeting in half an hour!... This is where I end the story, because... it again turns out to be very long, and I’ll tell you the continuation in the next “series”. Something like this….