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Chapter 5: Bus Stop Humiliation
Sun Feb 10, 2008 9:30pm
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Accosted

Let’s see, in my last communication I left you with that awful experience when I had to crawl naked across the lawn in front of Mitch, Joanna and her friends. As you may recall, Joanna promised that she would have something sordid in mind for me in retaliation for sniffing at her crotch in front of her friends. I tried to tell her that Mitch forced me to do it, but it fell on deaf ears. To tell you the truth, I think she’s got a sadistic side and she welcomed an excuse to pounce on a ripe victim such as myself.

Not surprisingly, a couple of months later she made good on her promise. I was waiting at the bus stop after school on one unusually warm, late February day. She was in the passenger seat of a car amidst a group of guys when the car pulled to a stop right in front of me.

“Hi, Blondie,” she called out from her window. “Want to go for a ride?” She was smiling, as I’m sure by now she had heard about my naked adventure in the car with Mitch, Marcia and company.

“No thanks, I’ll take the bus,” I answered cautiously.

“Well, okay. But before we go I’d like you to drop your pants for me and show me your ass.” I heard the laughter emanating from the car. I tensed up and was about to make a run for it. But then I spotted Mitch’s grinning face in the back seat.

“Please, just leave me alone,” I pleaded, my voice cracking.

“We’re not going anywhere until we see your little white ass, Blondie boy. Now do it, or we’ll kidnap you and strip you naked. I hear you already know what that’s like.”

I looked around nervously. The car partially shielded me from traffic, but there were three other kids at the bus stop, two girls and one guy. None of us knew each other, but I could see they were eyeing me with keen interest; their mundane wait for the bus had just become quite interesting. I’m sure they were wondering if I was really going to drop my pants right there in broad daylight.


Dropping My Pants in Public

Well, I really had no choice. It was that or Mitch would certainly carry through his threat to leave me tied naked in the busy downtown. I turned my back on the car and unbuckled my belt. After unfastening and unzipping, I lowered my pants to my thighs. I could hear the outburst of merriment from the people in the car. “All the way down to your ankles, Blondie!” Joanna prodded. Miserably, I slid my pants all the way down my legs. I wasn’t at all surprised at what I heard next. “Now pull down your underpants. I think your friends out there want to see what you’ve got under there,” continued Joanna. “Pull your little undies all the way down.”

I looked up and sure enough the three strangers had moved a little closer to me and were wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the spectacle. The girl seemed to be smirking at the small protuberance in my underpants. I took another look around. There was a group of about six or seven students about a block in a half away, walking in my direction. I needed to get it done and over with before I had even more witnesses. I swiftly lowered my underpants to my ankles and immediately covered my groin. Mortified, I reached down to lift my clothes back up.

“Uh-uh-UH, Blondie, we haven’t seen your whole ass yet—your shirt’s in the way,” Joanna shouted. “Lift your tee shirt above your head and hold it there with both hands.”


Shake That Ass!

Much to my degradation, I complied. What an awful feeling it was to stand there, for all intents and purposes naked, so submissively catering to the whims of my tormentor. The fiendish Joanna wasn’t quite finished. “That’s great, Blondie, now shake that ass for us. Shake it! Here, shake it to the music!” She turned up the volume to the car stereo full blast. A Prince song echoed through my ears. “Shake it, Blondie!” shouted Joanna. “Shake that little ass!” I started shimmying my hips back and forth, much to everyone’s hilarity. I can only imagine how humorous a sight it must have been, both from the rear view from the group in the car and frontal view from the three incredulous bystanders. My hidden face was extremely hot as I wallowed in my debasement, listening to the derisive laughter of the gleeful occupants of the car. Fortunately the piece ended quickly.

“Okay, Blondie, we’re gonna go now,” Joanna said through her tears of laughter. “I want you to count to twenty real slowly, then you can pull your pants up. I’ll be watching you as we drive off, and if you get dressed too quickly we’ll be right back to have some more fun with you. Thanks for the show, Blondie, that was great!”


A Knotty Situation

[Now, I should point out something that happened while I was putting on the display. I couldn’t see anything with my shirt over my head, but I did hear one of the doors to the car slam shut near the end of the song. I didn’t realize it until a few moments later when I reached down to pull up my pants, but someone (probably Mitch, that bastard) had used a piece of rope to tie the bundle of my underpants and pants together in between my legs. If you haven’t already figured it out, you’ll see shortly how that added considerably to my humiliation].

As I heard the car drive off I stood there and counted the slowest twenty seconds of my life. I pulled my shirt down, revealing my crimson face, and reached down to pull up my underpants and pants. I saw the rope and realized that something was definitely amiss. I anxiously pulled up the bundle and to my chagrin I couldn’t get them past my thighs, as the knot impeded their ascent. I glanced at the three strangers and took in their amused expressions. The group of students walking down the street was closer and I think they may have seen the latter part of my exhibition.

I had to get the hell out of there. In a panic I slung my backpack over my shoulders and with my hands holding my pants at my thighs I made a run for it. Or at least I tried to—it was more of a wobble than a run. I heard the sound of a car horn, and when I looked up I saw Joanna leaning out of her window, laughing hysterically. I ducked behind a fence and went to work on the knot. Successful, I waited for the bus to pass before catching the next one. Maybe I’m getting a little paranoid, but I perused the bus before I got on, making sure that Mitch, Joanna, Marcia or any other prospective adversary was not aboard.

Anyway, that was Joanna’s revenge, at least up to that point. I had the feeling she had more shameful tricks up her sleeve.

In our next communiqué I’ll tell you about a truly humiliating experience I had at the hands of Mitch and Marcia in the Roosevelt auditorium. I shudder just thinking about it.

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        Classic and as far as my writing attempts inspirational, Thanks for these stories and thanks for reposting! Shyboy
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        A very lovely story to read. I was humiliated all my growing up years as I wore a dress and lived as a girl with my sister and mother.
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          • I agreelongitude, Sun Nov 6 7:13pm
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              • awesomelongitude, Mon Nov 7 10:59am
                Thank you. I'm looking forward to it.
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