Cara's Revenge Part One
By Kylie

Copyright 2009 by Kylie, all rights reserved

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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 One

"Rise and shine, Alex!" Cara shouted, pushing her cousin's shoulder as he lay sleeping in his bed.

"Huh? Wha-?" Alex replied drearily.

"It's time to wake up!" Cara said.

Alex looked at his alarm clock on his nightstand. "Shit, it's 7 a.m.!"

Cara smiled. "You don't want to sleep away the first day of summer, do you? Besides, we have a lot to do today!" Cara pulled the bedcovers off and tossed them to the floor, revealing Alex sprawled on the bed clad in only his underwear.

"Hey!" he cried.

Cara's smile morphed into a frown. "You have until 7:15 to meet me outside or else! So you'd better decide if you want to spend the next 14 minutes sleeping or showering, dressing, and eating breakfast. I don't care, as long as you're outside at 7:15! Understand?"

The realization hit Alex like a bucket of cold water. Yesterday hadn't been a dream after all. His cousin Cara had found the flash drive containing the devastatingly humiliating photos of him and somehow she had also gotten the password. Cara had made it clear that she was waiting for Alex to give her the slightest excuse to e-mail them to everyone they knew. "Um, yes, Cara. I understand."

Cara let a brief smile escape her lips and then frowned again. "I think you need to work on your manners, Alex. From now on you will address me and every girl you meet as 'ma'am', understood?"

"What! But I'm a year older than you!"

Cara frowned and tapped her foot impatiently.

Alex relented. "Yes ma'am, I understand."

Cara smiled, turned and walked out of the bedroom. "Thirteen minutes!" she called out behind her.

Alex slid off his underwear and jumped into the shower. Within eight minutes he was washed and dressed. He gobbled down his breakfast and dashed out the door.

"Right on time!" Cara said, looking at her watch. "Take this!" She handed him a canvass tote bag and a shovel.

"What's this for?" Alex asked.

"You'll find out when we get to the woods."

"The woods? But that's nearly a mile away!"

"So?" Cara asked. "You don't expect me to carry that heavy bag a mile, do you?"

Alex grunted and began walking. After 25 minutes, they reached the woods. There was a gap wide enough to crawl through in the wire fencing, a few feet from the "No Trespassing" sign. Alex tossed the tote bag and the shovel through the gap and noticed that Cara was sitting in front of the fencing. "What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for Rhonda, Abby, and Heather to meet us here. They said they'd be here before eight."

Alex became nervous. He remembered that those were the three girls from Cara's dance class who had been at Kellie's party the night he humiliated her. He realized that if Cara was going to face her friends so soon after her humiliation it could only be because she planned to offer them something even more humiliating to talk about - at his expense!

Several minutes later, the three girls pulled up on their bicycles. They hid their bikes behind some bushes and approached Cara and Alex. The girls were all wearing backpacks. Rhonda was a 13-year-old redhead with well-developed boobs while Abby and Heather were 10 and 12 respectively. They looked quizzically at the 14-year-old boy holding a shovel and a large canvas bag.

"What's the shovel for?" Abby asked.

"I don't know," Alex replied. In truth, he had no idea; he was merely carrying it because Cara had told him to.

"Alex!" Cara reprimanded him. "You're talking to a girl! What are you supposed to say?"

Alex blanched at the reprimand and then, recalling Cara's earlier instructions, repeated, "I don't know, ma'am."

The girls laughed at the idea of a 14-year-old boy addressing a 10-year-old girl as "ma'am", but as soon as they realized that Alex was bound to address them that way they peppered him with a flurry of questions just to force him to keep calling them ma'am.

The children crawled through the hole in the wire fence and walked along one of the trails. They stopped once they had reached a secluded spot.

"This will be a good spot for the picnic!" Cara said. "Look! That's the perfect spot to dig!" Cara pointed to a sandy patch and instructed Alex to dig a hole.

"How big?" Alex asked.

"Just dig and I'll tell you when to stop!" Cara replied.

Alex dug the shovel into the ground and began digging. The girls spread some beach towels and pulled sandwiches and drinks from their backpacks. Alex was hot and sweaty from digging as he enviously watched the girls relax and eat. Alex pulled off his sweaty shirt and tossed it aside. He continued digging; the hole was now about four feet deep. He looked at Cara to see if he could stop, but she motioned for him to keep digging.

"Ew, ants!" Abby cried, kicking at the edge of her towel.

"They must be hungry too!" Rhonda said. "There must be an anthill nearby."

Heather scouted the area and reported, "There it is! There's the anthill! Lots of nasty red ants!"

"Can I stop now, ma'am?" Alex shouted to Cara.

"How deep is the hole?" Cara shouted back.

Alex stepped into the hole and it came up to his chin.

"Good job!" Cara shouted back. "You can strip and take a rest now!"

Alex looked puzzled.

"What are you waiting for?" Cara asked. "Take off the rest of your clothes and come here!"

"Yes ma'am," Alex replied unenthusiastically as he removed his shoes, socks, jeans, and underwear. Even though the girls had seen Alex nude twice before, they still giggled uncontrollably as he approached.

"Are you comfortable like that?" Heather asked the nude boy.

"Yes ma'am," Alex replied, causing the 10-year-old Heather to break out into a fit if hysterical laughter.

"You deserve a rest break after all of that hard work, Alex!" Cara said. "Lie down here and spread your arms and legs!"

Alex lay on the ground spread-eagled as Cara opened her canvas bag and took out four long stakes and a mallet. She hammered the stakes next to each of Alex's hands and feet and then took some cord from her bag. Cara tied the cord to each stake and when she had finished Alex was bound and staked out spread-eagled. Next, Cara duct-taped a sheet of thin cardboard across Alex's chest. The letters L-O-S-E-R were cut out of the cardboard.

"What's that for?" Abby asked.

"After a few hours in the sun, we'll take it off and Alex will have a tan that says "Loser"!" Cara answered. "Then for the next few days whenever he is out shirtless it will look like he has "Loser" tattooed on his chest!"

Abby laughed. "Oh my God, that will suck for him!"

Cara laughed. "Yeah, maybe I'll take Alex swimming at the 'Y' tomorrow so he can impress all the girls with his new tan! And then there's this!" Cara removed a bottle of baby oil from her bag and poured some on Alex's dick and balls. "That should do more than tan; it'll fry his balls off!" Cara laughed as she soaked the helpless boy's cock and balls with baby oil.

"Will it really make him tan faster?" Rhonda asked.

"Not just tan," Cara replied. "By tomorrow he's going to be sunburned so bad down there that his skin will be peeling off his balls!"

The four girls giggled. For a split second Alex considered begging Cara to release him, but he could tell from her eyes that her revenge was just beginning. The girls returned to finish their lunch leaving Alex staked out helplessly.

"Let's go for a swim in the lake!" Rhonda said. There was a small lake several yards along the path and the girls had often snuck into the woods to swim on hot days like this one.

"But I didn't bring a bathing suit!" Heather complained.

"So?" Rhonda replied. "None of us did. But who's going to see us? The 'No Trespassing' sign keeps most people away and most of the kids around here are either away at summer camp or on family vacations."

Abby nodded and turned to Alex. "Close your eyes so we can strip, Alex."

Rhonda smiled wickedly. As the only girl there with fully developed boobs, she decided to use them to her advantage. "That's O.K., I don't mind if Alex watches." Rhonda approached the staked out boy and stripped off her clothes until she was hovering naked above him. Bound tightly to the stakes, Alex could barely move a muscle but his dick sprang straight up at the sight of the nude 13-year-old. "Oooo, look at that stiffie!" Rhonda said, smiling at her handiwork. "I bet you're just dying to jack off, aren't you?"

Rhonda was right; Alex was so stiff that it actually hurt but he could not budge his hands even an inch, let alone reach his dick.

"Look at how it's pointing straight up!" Abby cried, amazed at the sight of her first hard-on.

Cara laughed and took the opportunity to squirt baby oil on some parts of Alex's genitals that she had missed earlier. "Bye, Alex! We'll see you in a couple of hours!" she called out as the girls headed down the path.

Alex lay on his back, his dick pointing to the sky and his baby oil-soaked balls now fully exposed to the blistering rays if the sun. He tried to think of baseball but he kept picturing Rhonda's tits and his hard-on would not go down. Alex was in agony. He craved relief but he could not touch his rock-hard dick. He hoped that Rhonda was right and that no on else would stumble along the path and see him staked out like this. It was embarrassing enough to be seen this way by the girls, but he would be mortified if anyone else saw him. Still, he knew there was nothing he could do even if they did. All Alex could do was lay back and let the hot sun burn his dick and balls as he waited for the girls to return.

The girls finally returned several hours later.

"Oh, look! Alex is little again!" Abby exclaimed. Indeed, Alex's hard-on had finally gone down and his limp dick rested against his stomach.

"I can fix that!" Rhonda said, as the other girls dried off with their towels and dressed. Rhonda stepped over Alex and straddled his face. She spread her pussy lips, giving Alex a close-up view. His dick shot back up immediately.

"You did it! He's pointing up again!" Abby shouted.

"Aww, that's cruel!" Cara cried sarcastically. "You know poor Alex can't relieve himself!"

"What do you mean?" 10-year-old Abby asked.

"She means he can't jack off because his hands are tied!" Heather explained to the younger girl. "You can tell he's dying to jack off!"

Cara laughed. "Why don't you put cousin Alex out of his misery?" Cara asked Abby.

"How?" Abby replied.

"Just grab his dick and rub it up and down!" Cara said.

Abby looked at the helpless boy. She wasn't sure if she wanted to touch his dick but she was also curious to see what would happen. Abby decided that she liked the idea of exerting power over the bound boy, so she knelt down and closed her hand around Alex's dick.

"Owww!" Alex screamed, causing Abby to release her grip.

"Oh, I guess Alex is sunburned already!" Cara said. "Go on, jack him off!"

Abby grabbed the rock-hard dick and ignored Alex's grunts and cries as she rubbed the sunburned cock up and down in her hand. Alex felt a mix of pain and elation.

"Point it away from you, toward his face, unless you want a nasty surprise!" Rhonda advised.

Abby was puzzled but did as Rhonda suggested, pointing Alex's dick toward his face. After about 30 seconds, his dick jerked as shot several streams of cum onto his chest and face. Since Alex couldn't cover his face, all he could do was close his eyes as he felt his warm cum strike his face.

"This is priceless!" Cara cried gleefully. "Let's put some music on!" She turned on her mp3 player and Rhonda got dressed. Cara took some duct tape from her bag and cut a small strip from the roll. Then she taped Alex's now limp dick to his stomach, exposing his vulnerable balls.

"Wow, those balls look like roasted peanuts!" Cara said. She returned the tape to her bag and came back with a pair of wood drumsticks. "I'm thinking of trying out for band next year! Turn up the music and I'll show you my drum practice."

"But you didn't bring your drums!" Abby replied.

Cara pointed with one of her drumsticks to Alex's balls. "These will do!" she replied with an evil grin.

"No! Please, Cara!" Alex cried in horror.

Cara looked down disapprovingly at the nude boy. "I didn't hear you say 'ma'am'!" Cara called out to Heather, "Turn on the next song, it has a really good beat!" She smiled as the word 'beat' escaped her lips.

With his hands bound, his legs spread wide apart, and his balls helplessly exposed, Alex could only watch in horror as his cousin sat between his legs. Cara raised the drumsticks, and in rhythm with the beat of the music, she repeatedly brought the wooden sticks crashing down upon Alex's unprotected balls.

"Oww, my nuts!" Alex screamed.

Cara watched in amazement as Alex's nuts moved within his ball sac each time they were struck by the drumsticks. It became a game of skill for Cara to see if she could hit the nuts dead center so they wouldn't veer off within his ball sac.

"Oww! Fuck!" Alex screamed.

"Let me try!" Abby begged excitedly. Cara reluctantly relinquished the drumsticks to Abby, who proceeded to pound Alex's balls with the enthusiasm that only a 10-year-old girl could muster.

"Aww! Abby made the big boy cry!" Heather said, pointing to the tears streaming down Alex's face.

"Did you bring it?" Cara asked Rhonda. She nodded and rushed to her bag, returning with a big rubber dildo shaped like a cock and balls. The dildo's "balls" were sliced on the bottom, serving as the dildo's base.

"I took it from my sister's drawer. Just make sure I get it back or she'll be pissed!" Ronda said.

Cara soaked the dildo in baby oil. "Unless you want us to practice our drumming all afternoon, lift your butt up off the ground as high as you can!" Cara said to Alex.

Sensing a reprieve from the pain of having his balls whacked with drumsticks, Alex quickly pushed his ass as far off the ground as he could. Although it was only about four inches from the ground, Cara managed to align the slippery dildo with the boy's asshole.

"Now lie back down!" Cara ordered.

Alex slowly impaled himself on the dildo.

"Now you know how I felt wearing that stupid cat tail butt plug at Kellie's party!" Cara exclaimed.

The pressure against Alex's prostate caused him to become hard again.

"O.K., one more song!" Cara cried, picking up her drumsticks again.

Alex winced and groaned in pain with each blow from the drumsticks. "Please, ma'am, please!" he begged.

At the end of the song Cara examined Alex's balls. "Hmm, maybe you're right. They do look ragged! But I know what will sooth them!" Cara reached into her bag and pulled out a paintbrush and a jar of honey. Tenderly, she coated Alex's balls with a thin layer of honey. "How does that feel?"

"Better than the drumsticks," Alex replied, quickly adding, "ma'am."

Cara smiled and picked up the shovel. She walked a few feet to the anthill and scooped up as much of the anthill as she could, depositing it between Alex's open thighs. Then she poured a thin trail of honey from the ant-filled clump of dirt to Alex's exposed balls. At first, the confused ants scattered, but then they lined up along the trail of honey.

Alex stared in terror as the line of ants advanced toward his honey-coated balls. "Please, Cara! Get them away from me! I'm sorry! I should never have humiliated you like I did! But please, Cara, ma'am! Don't let the ant's eat my balls!"

"Don't be silly!" Cara replied. "The ants won't eat your balls! The worst they can do is bite them, and since they already hurt you probably won't even feel it! Of course, ant bites usually hurt a lot more the next day..."

"Cara! I'm begging you!" Alex pleaded.

"Oh Alex, don't be a pussy! Don't tell me a big strong boy like you is afraid of ants? Or are you a pussy after all?" Cara asked.

Alex knew that Cara wanted him to humiliate himself in front of her friends. But he was willing to do anything to avoid being bitten by dozens of red ants. "Yes, I'm a pussy!" he cried, hoping that admission would satisfy his cousin and convince her to untie him.

"What?" Cara asked playfully.

Alex stared at the ever-growing line of ants approaching. He felt something tickle his balls and realized some ants were already upon him. "I said, I'm a pussy! I'm a pussy! I'm a pussy!" Alex shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Alex is a pussy! Alex is a pussy!" Abby chanted, jumping up and down.

"Shit!" Alex cried, as the ants bit his balls.

Cara walked over to the hole that Alex had dug hours earlier. "You did a good job, Alex," she said approvingly.

"Fuck! It hurts! Please, girls! Help me!" Alex cried.

"Oh, all right you big baby!" Heather said. She reached for her towel, twirled it into a rat's tail, and swatted Alex's balls with it. Alex screamed and Heather lashed his balls three more times with her towel. "There! I think I knocked all of the ants off of you!"

Cara and Rhonda laughed. "A little rough, weren't you?" Rhonda asked.

"Well you don't think I was going to touch the ants with my hands, do you? Then they would be crawling all over me!" Heather replied.

Alex writhed in pain.

"Untie him and bring him here!" Cara ordered. The girls untied Alex and helped him up.

Abby tore the cardboard off of his chest and laughed. "Look! He's a loser!" she cried, pointing to the word "loser" now tanned into his chest.

The girls led Alex to the hole. "Step in!" Cara ordered.

Alex knew he had no choice but to obey his cousin yet he worried what she might be planning. By this point he knew pleading was useless, so he meekly did as she said and stood inside the hole.

Cara bound his hands behind his back with duct tape. Then she picked up the shovel and began filling the hole that Alex was standing in with dirt. When the dirt was piled past Alex's knees, Cara brought the shovel to the anthill, scooped out a mound of ant-filled sand, and dumped it into the hole. Alex stared at the dozens of red ants below as some scampered away but others resolved to make their new home in the sand between his thighs. Cara continued adding more dirt to the hole until Alex was buried up to his neck. Then she jumped up and down on the sand to pack it in place.

"Get out and come over here!" Cara ordered.

Alex struggled, but with his hands taped behind him he could not free himself. "I can't, ma'am! I'm stuck!"

Cara grinned. "That's what I was hoping you would say!"

"Alex looks funny like that!" Abby exclaimed, looking at the boy's head protruding from the ground.

Alex squirmed, as best he could, to try to reposition the dildo still stuck up his ass. Other than being able to squeeze his ass tighter around the dildo, he found that he was practically immobilized.

"Now it's time to show Alex the present I bought him," Cara said. She reached into her canvass bag and pulled out a battery-operated shaver with a plastic comb attachment. "Summertime is too hot for you to walk around with all that hair, Alex! I want you to be comfortable!" Cara giggled at her last remark. "Now, with this attachment I can give you a crew cut or, if I take it off, you get the skinhead look. What do you think girls?"

"Skinhead!" Abby cried.

"Crew cut!" Rhonda shouted.

Every looked at Heather. The 12-year-old stepped up to Alex's face and said, "Which do you want, Alex?"

Alex really did not like either option but he knew that Cara was going to go through with her threat. He opted to try to retain as much hair as possible.

"I'd like a crew cut, ma'am" he replied.

Heather stuck her bare foot in Alex's face. "Lick it first," she said.

Alex stuck out his tongue and licked the bottom of her foot several times. Heather tilted her foot, pushing her toes into his mouth. "Suck my toes, Alex!"

Alex dutifully sucked her toes.

"That tickles!" Heather announced with a giggle. "O.K., crew cut."

Abby was slightly annoyed that she would not get to see Alex as a skinhead but Cara merely turned on the shaver and ran it from Alex's forehead to the back of his head. Alex felt the air on his exposed scalp and watched his hair fall to the ground in front of him. Cara repeated the process and more hair rained down on him. Soon, only a quarter-inch of hair covered Alex's scalp.

"Now you're really nude, Alex!" Rhonda said, gazing at all of the hair surrounding the buried boy's head.

"If anyone asks, just tell them you got a crew cut because of the hot weather," Cara admonished the boy.

"Yes ma'am," Alex replied. He was mortified that he would now have to spend the whole summer with this horrible crew cut. He wished that he could tell Cara to go fuck herself, but he knew she would not hesitate to release the flash drive photos if he did. So instead, he reluctantly accepted his fate.

"You know that shaver was expensive; it cost a week's allowance!" Cara said. "But you can work off paying me back. In fact, I have a small job you can do now." Cara thrust the shovel into the ground behind Alex. She pulled out a sheet of paper, wrote "toilet" on it, and taped it to the shovel. The paper became a sign posted above Alex's head. "Your new job for the rest of the afternoon is to be our toilet!"

"What do you mean?" Alex asked.

"Since you enjoyed seeing me pee into the litter box at Kellie's party so much, I thought you'd enjoy seeing me pee again, and the girls as well." Cara pulled down her jeans and underwear and squatted over Alex's face. Cara's butt blotted out Alex's field of vision but suddenly he felt a warm stream of liquid strike his face. Alex was helpless to prevent Cara from soaking his face in her piss. All he could do was close his eyes and hope that very little would find its way into his clenched mouth.

"My turn! My turn!" Abby cried excitedly. "Hurry up, I need to pee really bad!" Cara stepped aside as the 10-year-old rushed up to the buried boy's head, dropped her pants and underwear, and let loose a steady flow of piss onto the older boy's face.

Alex had no choice but to close his eyes again and feel Abby's warm piss coat his face.

"This has got to be the most humiliating thing I've ever seen!" Rhonda said. "I didn't really believe you when you told us that your cousin was going to come out with us and let you humiliate him worse than you were at Kellie's party, but now that I've seen it with my own eyes..."

"Just wait!" Cara exclaimed.

Abby's stream of urine slowed to a trickle and Heather rushed to squat in her place. Unlike Abby, she squatted facing Alex so she could watch as her pee hit his face. Heather pissed in Alex's eyes and nose but he wisely kept his mouth shut. When she had finished, all Alex could smell was the stink of urine drifting up his nostrils.

Rhonda took Heather's place, squatting in front of Alex, her pants and underwear around her ankles. Like Heather before her, Rhonda wanted to watch Alex's face as it was drenched by her piss, but she had a better idea. She reached forward and squeezed Alex's nose, forcing him to open his mouth to breath. Then she used her other hand to aim her spray directly into Alex's mouth. Faced with a nonstop onslaught of peeing, Alex had to swallow multiple gulps of Rhonda's piss simply to breath.

"Boy, you sure were thirsty!" Rhonda said, pulling up her pants as Alex spit out the last mouthful of her piss. The other girls all laughed.

"I bet Alex would give anything to rinse that taste from his mouth!" Cara exclaimed, relishing her cousin's humiliation. "Of course, the only thing worse than taste is a foul smell!" Cara approached Alex's head again, dropped her pants, and farted in his face. The other girls soon turned it into a farting contest to see who could fart the loudest or the stinkiest into the buried boy's face.

When it was once again Cara's turn, she stuck her ass inches from Alex's nose and, to Alex's horror, it was not a fart that came out but something else even worse! A few minutes later, Cara walked away, leaving Alex's head sticking out of the sand with a pile of shit two inches from his nose!

"Ew, gross! Please take that away, Cara! It stinks!" Alex cried.

"If you don't like it, just go somewhere else!" Cara replied.

"You know I can't move! I'm stuck!" Alex shouted. "Fuck, Cara, I'm choking on the smell!"

Cara and her friends simply laughed. Alex felt nauseous as the sickening odor wafted up his nostrils. Cara checked her watch. Five minutes of soaking in the aroma should be enough, she thought. The girls spent the time watching Alex's face contort and grimace in discomfort. Finally Cara took a plastic spoon from her canvas bag and knelt down beside Alex's head.

"Do you know what the most humiliating moment of my life was Alex? It was that night at Kellie's party when I was half-naked and dressed like a cat and you brought out a litter box and made me pee and shit in it in front of everyone! And do you remember what I said to you?"

Alex remembered all too well. "You said 'I'll get you for this, Alex Kruger! Have a good laugh now because you're going pay for this, big time!'" Alex replied softly.

"What else, Alex?" Cara asked.

Alex wished he had never pulled out the litter box that night. He recalled what seemed like an idle threat at the time. "You said 'You just make sure you watch every second of what will be the most humiliating moment of my life! Burn the image into your memory! Because soon I'll humiliate you a thousand times worse! And when you're begging me for mercy, I want you to think back to this moment!'" Alex replied. "And you've done it! Now please, take that shit away and dig me out!"

Cara shook her head. "Your humiliation is just beginning, Alex!" Cara plunged the plastic spoon into the pile of shit and raised the spoon to Alex's eyes. "Now open wide, cousin!"

Alex shook his head, "No fucking way! I am not going to—!" His sentence was cut short when Cara thrust the spoon into his mouth. He quickly spit out the contents and gagged,

"Looks like we'll have to do this the hard way!" Cara said. She grabbed Alex's nose and squeezed his nostrils shut, forcing Alex to open his mouth to breath. Then she shoved another spoonful into his mouth and said, "every time you swallow I'll release your nose so you can breath, but if you spit it out you'll end up choking and gagging!"

Gasping for air, Alex reluctantly swallowed the first spoonful.

"Good boy!" Cara cried facetiously. She released Alex's nose long enough for him to breath, and then squeezed it tight again. "Let's do that again!" She brought another spoonful to his lips and inserted it into his mouth. Cara smiled as Alex gulped and swallowed. Spoonful by spoonful, Cara continued until the pile was gone.

"Oh my God!" Rhonda cried. "I can't believe you made him eat your shit! Girl, you rule!"

"That's like a million times more humiliating than what he made you do at the party!" Heather exclaimed.

Abby picked up the discarded spoon and smeared the last drop across the tip of Alex's nose and then fell to the ground laughing hysterically at the helpless boy, buried up to his neck in the sand with a brown nose.

Alex was near tears. The foul taste refused to leave his mouth and he was forced to listen to the witnesses of his humiliation discuss it at length.

"Girl, I have never seen a boy owned like that!" Rhonda cried. "I know some boys I wish I could do that to! Last summer Elsie Caldwell beat up Ben Grazzio and made him kiss her bare ass but you got her beat by a mile! I can't fucking believe you made him eat your shit! That is like the ultimate humiliation!"

Cara smiled. Her cousin did look ridiculous, with his only his head poking out from the sand, his new crew cut, his brown nose, and the nauseous expression on his face. She thought about how he would feel as she paraded him around the pool tomorrow, showing off his new haircut and his "loser" tan. Cara laughed as she thought about what else she had planned for Alex. "Oh no, this isn't the ultimate humiliation! No by far. But it is a good start. After all, today is only the first day of summer! We have the whole summer ahead of us!"