Beatdown Part 2

Beatdown Part 2
By Kylie

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Part 2

"Perfect!" Britt exclaimed as she snapped the shot of Justin fumbling to cover his privates. She then took a few close-ups of his now-reddened face. Justin felt completely helpless and vulnerable standing nude before seven clothed classmates. Troutman laughed and the others joined in.

"Here babe," Jenna said to Troutman, handing him Justin's underwear, adding mockingly, "I want you to have this as a gift!"

"My souvenir for today!" he replied. Troutman turned to Justin. "What are you still doing here?"

"You're not going to beat me up?"

"I don't beat up naked losers," Troutman said to a chorus of laughter. "No one is keeping you here. Go home."

"But I can't go home. I'm naked! Please give me back my clothes."

"Give back our gifts? That wouldn't be fair, would it?" Troutman asked. "Just go home."

"Please, Troutman, at least give me my pants. I can't walk all the way home like this! Please, I'll do anything!"

"It wouldn't be fair for us to have to give back our gifts. After all, a gift is a gift. No Indian-giving!" Troutman replied.

"Justin could always trade us something for our gifts," Jenna said.

"I suppose," Troutman replied. "But it doesn't look like he has anything to trade, ha ha."

"He could trade doing things for us in exchange for each if our gifts," Jenna suggested. "Do you agree to do whatever we ask in exchange for our gifts?"

Justin didn't see any alternative. "O.K.," he said.

Ashley said, "I'll go first. I came prepared." She told Justin to turn around and put his hands behind his back. Justin felt exposed but at least he wasn't facing the girls and he could always cover up again. Then he felt Ashley binding his wrists with duct tape. "That's better. Now turn around and we can begin."

Justin was mortified. He slowly turned around, realizing that for the first time all four girls would get a prolonged and unobscured view of his dick and balls.

"OMG! I thought it would be bigger than that!" Kellie said, laughing. The other girls broke out laughing at Kellie's remark.

Ashley directed Justin to stand on a nearby wood pallet. Jenna and Kellie picked up some ropes that were lying behind the pallet and each tied one end to Justin's ankles and ran the other end through the pallet slots. Justin was now trapped, standing naked on a wood pallet with his hands taped behind his back. Brit took a picture. Justin realized Brit now had a photo of him totally nude and completely exposed. He hoped she wouldn't send it to her friends. Ashley dangled Justin's left shoe in front of him. "You can have this in exchange for letting us girls tickle you." Ashley tickled his stomach while Kellie and Jenna went for his underarms. Soon Jenna was tickling his thighs and Kellie was playfully running her fingers along Justin's ass. Justin squirmed and laughed until he was near tears. Brit filmed a short movie of Justin pleading for the tickling to stop before resuming taking still photos. Finally, when there wasn't an inch of his body that hadn't been pawed by the girls, the tickling ended. Ashley set Justin's left shoe on the ground front of him. "Wow, I had no idea you were that ticklish!" Ashley said. "You've earned back your shoe."

Justin smiled. Even though he felt completely humiliated, having been seen naked by four girls from his class and having to stand helpless as they touched and felt him in places no one ever had, Justin felt he was one step closer to regaining his clothes and his dignity. Britt set down her camera and approached him, holding Justin's right shoe. "Do you want to earn back your other shoe or should we untie you and send you home?" she asked.

Justin wasn't going to give up now. He figured he could stand another tickling session. "Do your worst, I'm staying," he said.

Britt smiled and signaled the girls. Ashley cut the duct tape from Justin's hands and he dropped his hands to his sides. Kellie and Jenna got another pair of ropes and bound each of Justin's wrists with one rope, securing the end of each rope through the pallet slots. Justin was standing naked with his arms secured at his sides to the wood pallet beneath his feet. There was very little slack in the ropes and he discovered that he could only move his arms an inch. Justin was now even more constrained than he had been when his hands were taped behind him – at least then he had wiggle room. Now he felt like a statue!

Britt faced Justin. He could feel her breath on his face as she spoke. Justin felt strange knowing he was completely naked and only inches away from Britt, who was fully clothed. "Do you remember the pool party last summer, Justin?" she asked. Justin shrugged. "Remember pulling off my top and refusing to give it back?" Justin vaguely remembered ripping off Britt's bikini top and twirling it over his head before giving it back a few seconds later. "Do you remember telling everyone what 'baby boobs' I had and how I better keep them covered until they grow up?" Justin gulped. "Do you have any idea how exposed I felt? Well, now I'm going to expose you and your 'baby dick!'"

Justin laughed. "In case you hadn't noticed, I'm already exposed."

"No, you're just naked," Britt replied. She reached into her purse. "I've been waiting for this a long time. When Jenna told me what was going to happen today I didn't think I'd really get the chance to use this, but now I'm glad I brought it!" Brit pulled a razor and a small can of shaving cream from her purse. She set the razor and shaving cream down on the pallet, enjoying the look of terror in Justin's eyes. Then Britt picked up her camera and ran her fingers through Justin's curly pubic hair. "Do you want me to take one last picture so you can remember what you looked like before being shaved bald as a baby, Justin?"