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Chapter 2: Bra and Panty Humiliation
Sun Nov 20, 2011 1:34pm

It was the morning after Sheila’s decree that Blondie and Sam were to wear their sisters’ panties to school from that day forward. Sam was seated near the back of the school bus when Blondie entered the vehicle. Blondie stole a furtive glance at his friend and took the seat next to him. Both boys blushed slightly. After an uncomfortable silence, Blondie broke the ice.

“Well, did you do it?” he asked in a hushed tone so no one else could hear. Sam nodded disconsolately.

“You?” he asked softly.

“Yeah,” answered Blondie as he bowed his head. After more silence, Blondie looked at his friend’s chest to see if there was an outline of a bra. As the reader may remember, Sam initially resisted Sheila’s order and was told to add to his female attire. “Are you wearing….you know, the….”

“No,” said Sam quickly, before Blondie could utter the word. “I just…I just couldn’t.”

“Are you crazy?” answered Blondie. “You know she’s going to check.” There was no response from Sam. They both knew the consequences could be severe. Blondie was suddenly concerned that the backlash could hit him, also. “Maybe after we get off the bus we should separate. If we’re not together we won’t stand out so much and they might leave us alone.” Neither of the lads was very hopeful, but it didn’t seem like a bad idea.

“Okay,” said Sam. The knot in his stomach was getting tighter as they neared the school. “I’ll go left, you go right,” said Sam as they rose to disembark.

But much to their dismay, as they got off the bus to go their separate ways, they heard a shout from beyond that made their guts wrench.

“Yoo-hoo! Blondie! Samantha! We’re over here!” It was the unmistakable voice of the inimitable Sheila. She and her grinning cohorts were standing under a tree about forty yards away. The white-faced boys looked at each other, hoping beyond hope that the other could find a way out of their dire predicament.

“Oh, shit,” muttered Blondie. “We have to go over there.” Without a word, they trudged towards the eagerly awaiting gang of six. As far as the boys were concerned, it might as well have been a death march.

“How are we doing this fine morning, girls?” asked Sheila. Sam winced at the “girl” reference. That would prove to be the least of his troubles that morning. “Are we getting in touch with our feminine side?” Sheila continued. “Come over here, Blondie. Let’s check you out first.” Blondie tried his best to minimize his humiliation.

“Here, I’ll show you. I…I did what you asked,” he said desperately. Blondie started to reach for the band of his sister’s panties to pull it up from his waist.

“Uh, uh uh!” laughed Sheila. “Nice try, my little girly-boy. We need to get a better look than that.” Sheila took a couple of steps toward the nervous lad and without a word she coolly lifted his tee shirt out of his pants. “Do me a favor, Blondie. Take both hands and hold your shirt up to your chest.” Blondie complied, and Sheila smiled at the exposed belly that was heaving in and out from her prey’s rapid breathing. “That’s a good boy. Now we can get an unobstructed view of your pretty panties.” Blondie snuck a peek at his surroundings, and sure enough a few people had slowed their progress to take in the proceedings. Surely there would be more before all was said and done. He flinched as he felt Sheila’s hands working on his belt. “Don’t worry, Blondie; I’ll be gentle,” she giggled as she deftly unfastened the belt and smoothly undid the button of his jeans. Blondie braced himself, clenching his eyes shut as his anxiety mounted. His breathing was bordering on hyperventilation. Sheila, relishing the moment, pulled down the zipper and took hold of the waist of Blondie’s jeans. The onlookers were wide-eyed in expectation. “Down they go!” exclaimed Sheila as she swiftly hauled the wretched lad’s pants down to his ankles.

Blondie thought he had prepared for the worst, but when he was standing alone with a pair of ice-blue satin panties in full view, the humiliation was even worse than he expected. The uproarious laughter reverberated throughout the area, causing him to open his eyes and take in the happy faces of the very entertained witnesses to his shame. All of his senses were affected, as his face felt like it was enclosed in an oven. He was sure he was redder than the fire truck parked down the block. He glanced at the laughing gang of six and promptly reached down to pull up his pants. Sheila immediately grabbed his arm.

“Not so fast, pretty boy,” Sheila reprimanded. “Keep holding your shirt up. I want to get a good look.” When the beleaguered Blondie obeyed Sheila took a slow, deliberate walk around her trembling, panty-clad victim. She patted his silky bottom and, temporarily satisfied said, “Ok, my little pet, you can get dressed now. But stick around, I may want to play with you some more.”

As Blondie hastily pulled his pants up and tried as best he could to regroup, Sheila turned towards the extremely apprehensive Sam, who had been standing there miserably, taking in the proceedings with a pronounced sense of foreboding.

  • Gang of SixBlondie., Sun Nov 20 1:29pm
    • Chapter 2: Bra and Panty Humiliation — Blondie., Sun Nov 20 1:34pm
      • Chapter 2, continuedBlondie., Sun Nov 20 1:35pm
        “All right, my little Samantha, let’s see how pretty you look underneath those boy clothes of yours. You can start by taking your shirt off.” Sam just stood there, momentarily frozen in place.... more
        • Great story, so humiliating!rickkink, Sun Jan 25 1:15pm
          Blondie, I'm enjoying this story so much! I'm eager for the next installment. I have one idea for you to consider. In Chapter 1, there was a line "...asked if the two lovebirds would like to give... more
          • Kiss vs. Oral SexBlondie., Mon Jan 26 5:18pm
            You probably have something there, Rick. Face to face, tongue on tongue---indeed, pretty damn humiliating for a couple of straight guys. I'll definitely keep it in mind whenever I find the time to... more
            • i agree, full-on tongue-on-tongue, drooling wet French kissing would be excruciatingly humiliating for poor Blondie and Sam. Especially with girls watching. Especially if it's their first actual... more
              • Great IdeasBlondie., Fri Feb 3 10:26am
                Thanks, pixiemuledonkey (can't help but smile as I type that) for the great ideas. You make me want to continue this story. Some time down the road, I hope! I agree, being forced to handle each... more
            • Kiss vs. Oral sexsammiboyduchams, Tue Jan 27 8:05am
              Doesn't have to be an either or situation! Straight sissy (a) takes a loaded mouthful from a Jock's big dick and transfers it straight to straight sissy (b) in a long wet french kiss. It's good to... more
        • blondieKraftty3, Wed Dec 17 7:00pm
          i hope more chapters are coming soon!! I have ha dmore than one runin with domme girls while in school!! thanks for the great stories paull
    • Chapter 1: A Public Spanking in the CourtyardBlondie., Sun Nov 20 1:30pm
      Blondie and Sam, much to their humiliation and shame, had come under the thumb of a gang of six girl bullies. Sheila, the leader of the pack, gathered her friends and cornered the two frightened lads ... more
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