TW: erotic content, stripping, bondage

Be careful.

Allie had scoffed at the warning when Cindy and Tabitha gave it. Did they think she was stupid? Of course she was going to be careful. But those Middle Colleges bitches need to pay, and Allie was going to see that through or her name was Alessandra Francesco Cortez!

And it was, even if she demanded everyone just call her Allie.

It had been a few weeks since Allie and her four friends had been completely humiliated at the hands of the Middle College volleyball girls. A kidnapping, disguised as part of the girls’ own volleyball team’s initiation, had left them naked, bound, and degraded before dozens upon dozens of their classmates. It had taken Allie days of scrubbing to get that accursed sharpie off her olive skin, and she hadn’t even gotten the worst of it. No, that would probably be Clara, especially after the poor girl had finally caved and begged a guy to take off her vibrating chastity belt.

Allie knew that the five of them needed serious payback, but the issue was that no one had any ideas on how to get it. All of them, Allie included, were still burning with shame and embarrassment over the ordeal. The others wanted to wait, but Allie couldn’t do that. So she had come up with her simple plan.

Just a little scouting. She was going to head over to Middle College and scout about. The athletics gym, the dorms, maybe the volleyball team’s locker room. Wherever she could get, to see if she could find some tidbit, some clue, that could serve as the starting point for their revenge.

It hadn’t been hard to get ahold of some Middle College swag gear, which is why Allie was not walking around her rivals’ campus in a crop top emblazoned with a big green ‘MC Go!’ logo and a pair of daisy dukes. Being October, it was perhaps a little on the cold side for the rather revealing ensemble, but it was how Allie was used to dressing. Even still recovering from her humiliation, the Latina felt the need to show off her spectacular body.

Thus far, Allie’s stealth mission had yielded less-than-useful results. Okay, it had yielded zero useable results. Nothing had stood out at the athletics gym, she couldn’t even get into the dorms, and it had taken her two hours to figure out where the locker room was. God, why was this campus such a maze?

Finally, though, Allie was about to sneak her way into Middle College volleyball girls’ locker room. There just had to be something useful in there. Something Allie could use to ruin her enemies. And Allie might have found it, if she hadn’t gotten carelessly distracted.

Almost immediately after tiptoeing through the door, a flicker of movement had caught the Latina’s attention through a nearby window. She snuck over to look outside it for just a second, only to find herself staring in disbelief. A gorgeous girl with shiny red hair cut into a sleek bob in a small isolated courtyard. But it wasn’t the unknown girl’s looks that distracted Allie. No, Allie was distracted by what she was doing.

With waves of her hands, the redhead was sending large rocks zooming around the space without even touching them. The miniature boulders were flying through the air like something out of Harry Potter. Allie’s jaw dropped in disbelief, her mind becoming consumed with trying to rationalize what she was seeing.

Allie was so focused on the sights of the apparently supernatural display before her eyes that her ears didn’t pick up the sounds of shoes tiptoeing towards her. She did, however, smell the very sweet odor of the rag that was pressed against her lips, as well as the pressure of the several arms that wrapped around her and pinned her into place.

The rag and its sickly sweet smell left Allie light-headed. Time seemed to drag as she felt the lack of oxygen more and more, until her eyes finally fluttered close.

Allie had not been very careful.

That same day, Allie’s friend Lainey found herself wandering about their own campus at Central University. The blonde didn’t really have an actual destination in mind, just a need to get out of her room and into the fresh air. Lainey had taken their group’s humiliation at Middle College girls' hands just as hard as the others; even days later, her ass still burned from that infernal paddle. And she swore that her long hair had gotten damaged by all those people treading on it.

Clad in a lycra sports bra and a tight skirt made of similar material, Lainey couldn’t help but blush as she noticed all of the eyes on her. She couldn’t tell if it was just because she was just dressed a little revealingly, or if it was because these people had been among the many to pass through the haunted house and seen her naked. Were they just imagining what she looked like underneath the elastic clothing?

Her heart a flutter with confusing emotions, Lainey eventually found herself in one of the campus quad where a group had started to gather around some kind of activity set up by the school. When she got closer, Lainey could see it was some type of athletic challenge. Students were donning these odd little harnesses around their torsos and hips, to which bungee cords were hooked. The stretchy cables were attached at the other end to a wall. The goal of the game seemed to be attempt to get as far away from the wall as possible, before the bungees yanked you back.

It was very creatively titled, the Bungee Run.

Thinking that a bit of physical activity would do her good, Lainey quickly volunteered, eager to show off the results of her rather extensive work outs for volleyball. She might not be quite as athletic as her friend Cindy, but Lainey had a rather toned body herself.

Lainey’s participation in the Bungee Run, just like Allie’s distraction by the redhead, would turn out to be a fatal mistake. Because, as luck would have it, one of the student workers setting up the harnesses was a girl named Bailey.

Bailey, a sophomore, had been on the school volleyball team last year, only to be cut when Lainey and her friends arrived. This, of course, had not sit well with Bailey, who had started to nurse quite a grudge. A bit of a well-known ditz, Lainey didn’t recognize Bailey as the girl who had shared the rumors that had enabled the Middle College girls’ cruel plan.

Nor did she recognize the malicious smirk that Bailey gave her when the blonde reached the front of the line. Deciding that there could never be enough humiliation for the bitch that stole her spot on the team, Bailey quickly enacted a rather cruel plan of her own. Bailey took charge of setting up Lainey’s harness, but while the blonde was distracted by another worker explaining the rules, Bailey subtly attached the bungee hooks to Lainey’s top and skirt instead of the harness. She also rather speedily pulled out a small pair of scissors, meant for trimming loose ends, and cut two small incisions in the elastic band of each piece of clothing.

Everyone was so focused on the sexy Lainey that no one noticed, least of all Lainey herself.

With the sound of a whistle, Lainey took off at a sprint away from the wall. Immediately she felt the tension of the cables, but she kept digging in deeper and deeper with each stride, determined to set the record. Perhaps if she was a bit more thoughtful, Lainey might have noticed how it felt like her clothes were growing tighter before it was too late. Between the extreme tension of the bungee cords and the damage done by Bailey's carefully placed cuts, Lainey's lycra had no chance

With a little shriek of surprise, Lainey found herself flung forward as the bungee cords suddenly broke their hold on her and contracted back to the wall. Lainey landed with a roll on the grass, tumbling once before landing on her hands and knees. Almost immediately, Lainey could sense something was wrong, but it took a look back at the wall to determine what.

There, still attached to the settling cords, were a very familiar crop top and lyrca skirt. Her eyes going wide in panic, Lainey looked down at herself to confirm that, yes, she was no longer properly dressed. The crop top was basically a sports bra itself, so Lainey had worn nothing underneath. As for her lower half, she had opted for a rather skimpy white thong that she was no heavily regretting.

With a renewed shriek brought on by the realization of her near nudity, Lainey sprang to her feet, flinging her arms across her ample bosom to try and shield her breasts from view. It was, of course, too late, as everyone had already had several long seconds to gaze at the sexy blonde’s undressed figure. Panicking, Lainey turn and ran from the gathered crowd, from which whistles and laughter had begun to sound.

Lainey’s sprint took her away from the Quad in a frantic, directionless dash. There was no time to think about where she was going, just that she needed to get away from her fellow students before anyone pulled out a camera. That’s how Lainey found herself standing before the bronze statue of the school founder, the sight of which brought her to a stunned halt. The only plus was that the space around the statue was empty, except for Lainey and one other.

The statue, taller than life-size, stood on a raised pedestal in front of an academic building. The founder was in a simple power pose, feet slightly apart as he stood upright with arms crossed over his chest. But it wasn’t the statue that brought Lainey to a stop, so much as the person attached to it.

Up on the pedestal, Allie groaned in discomfort as she started to wake from her forced nap.

The Latina found her legs taped to the statue, bent at the waist so that her upper body was parallel to the ground. Her arms were forced behind her, tied strappado with ropes that went up and around the founder’s neck. Allie couldn’t realize it for herself quite yet, but her position was particularly lewd, as she had been posed to look like the Founder was taking her from behind, as the Latina’s perfect breasts swung beneath her.

Worse, besides the tape and ropes, Allie did not have a stitch of clothing on her body. Well, unless you counted the oversized ballgag between her teeth. The same one she had been ‘gifted’ at the haunted house.

Lainey gaped in shock at the sight of her good friend so humiliatingly positioned. Instintively, she knew that she should help get Allie down, but the second she took a step forward, Lainey heard the voices of the approaching crowd who had chased after the nude girl.

Biting her lip, Lainey only had a second to make a decision. The riled students were so close, there’s no way she could get the securely taped Allie free in time. No, if she tried to help, Lainey would just get caught naked as well.

With an apologetic “I’m so sorry, Allie!”, Lainey turned and ran down a small, shadowed corridor. Allie’s eyes bulged at her abandonment, only to bulge further as she saw the large ensemble of leering students round the corner, seemingly led there by Lainey.

After an hour of hiding and creeping around campus, Lainey did eventually find her friend Cindy, who helped procure new clothes for the humiliated blonde.

As for Allie? Well, she didn’t get free until every interested student there had their chance to take a picture with the founder’s new girlfriend. And they were quite handsy as they did.