Chapter 7

Being in her last year of high school at eighteen years old, Rachael never expected to find herself stuck at the Free Use stocks located next to the Community Center. And yet here she was with her hands tied together and the entire length of her body bent over at the waist. The soft air of the early morning breeze blew against her skin, and biting on her lips she tried not to think about the shame. Or the fact that anyone passing by had a full view of her pussy, and she desperately tried to close her legs.

Fat chance. It didn’t work one bit. The spreader bar attached to her feet prevented her from doing so as she moved her hips in vain. Unless the corrections officer unlocked the bonds she was stuck here for the rest of the day, and already she could see him walking over from his station.

“Doing alright?” he said.

Smiling, he reached over to give her bottom a pat. Like he always did with all the other inmates who were sent here to serve out their sentences, and Rachael quietly lowered her head. The fact that she was only included because of her own bad decisions only added to the misery of the position.

Like, why oh why did she have to stay out so late? Especially when she knew she wasn’t allowed to break curfew, and it was only a matter of time before the police picked her up from there. But as much as her parents tried to beg that she really didn’t mean to and as much as the lawyers tried to argue that it happened all the time, the judge was rather insistent.

No second chances, he declared. The law was written that way for a reason, and the only thing she could do was accept the punishment as it was given. Twenty hours in total to be served out over the next couple of weeks, and for every session she skipped another ten would be added. Then, if that wasn’t already bad enough the moment the gavel rang out the local news channels were all over her case, and by now her face was plastered across every TV screen in the city.

Barely legal student sentenced to the stocks, more on Channel 8…

But alas, it wasn’t like she had any other choice. It was either that or being sent off to juvie, and Rachael sighed as she stared at the ground. What she would do for an opportunity to do it all over again, and blushing even harder she shifted on her feet.

There was no way she was ever going to live this down, she thought. Not today, not tomorrow, not the week after, and definitely not as she heard another pair of footsteps approaching from behind. Her very first customer of the day, only that as the shadow grew closer and closer to the point where she could almost recognize the voice…

No way, it couldn’t be…

This time when they stopped, it was with a distant sense of panic that she recognized who it belonged to. Sweet, high-pitched, and mean, there was only a single person she could think of and the presence of the two other girls standing to the side only added to the scene. Jenny and Piper, the two most popular students of the year, which meant that the one at the front could only be…

“Wow, just wow,” said Kat, circling around to get a better angle, “So they finally got you as well, huh?” She let out a laugh. “You look like a stuck pig.”

She moved to the left as one of the girls snorted, and the sound stung more than the memory of being stripped naked in front of the jury. Setting her jaw straight, Rachael braced herself as Jenny took another step closer. The presence of her phone snapping out a picture didn’t help things one bit.

“Smile for the camera, Rach,” she grinned, “I can’t believe you got caught. Didn’t your parents ever teach you not to break the rules?”

“Or how to suck dick more likely, which is why she’s here,” scoffed Piper, “You think she already got her first client today?”

“Maybe we should open her mouth to check,” said Jenny, turning her head, “It’s not like she’s the type to swallow.”

“That could work,” said Piper, “Though considering that she’s also the type to bite…”

She looked over with a curious expression as Rachael's stomach lurched. Already they were talking about her as if she wasn’t there, and all of a sudden the pointed end of her nipples felt even more humiliating as she tried to close her legs. But just because they could see every last bit of her girlishly flat body that didn’t mean it was the end of the world, did it? Even if she was bent over at the waist with her legs held apart, and she desperately glanced over at the corrections officer standing to the side.

A moment passed as he smiled at her. And then another as he turned to walk back towards the station. Like it was his job to do so since they were still on public government property after all, and she was a Free Use student. Her so-called ‘friends’ had every right to be here, and as they circled back around to take another picture of her privates through the tiny little gap at the top of her thighs with the lens zoomed in…

“Think this would go well on InstaFace?” said Jenny.

“Please don’t,” begged Rachael.

"Or else what?" she said, her fingers dancing across the screen, “You’re going to tell all the teachers at school what we did?”

She leaned in again with her phone held out, and it was impossible to ignore the heat. The feeling grew even stronger as the flash reached out to kiss the outer edges of her folds along with her clit. Still hidden away underneath the tightness of her hood the tiny little nub was just starting to show, though in this case the stiffness was more to do with the cream the doctors applied to her right before they left. And, of course, the reason why she was finding it so hard to keep herself still against the weight of the passing stares.

Drip… drip… drip…

Wearily, Rachael hung her head as her pussy let out a twitch. It was the standard procedure given to all the other Free Use candidates to prepare them for their service. A cute little blend of numbing agents mixed with a healthy dose of aphrodisiacs, the ratio was calculated at just the right amount. Meaning that even if she had both her hands free right now it would still take her forever to get anywhere close, and the background of her family didn’t help much either since it had been quite a while since her last release.

Like, when was the last time she tried to touch herself again? It had to be ages at least. Being of the religious sort her parents were always on the lookout for any signs of trouble, and whatever spare time she could find for herself in the privacy of her own room tended to be interrupted just before she could finish. And so aside from a couple of unsatisfying attempts that were almost always stopped at the very last second by someone walking in, the most she ever learnt about a climax was reading about it from her biology textbooks in class.

But oh well. She could always worry about that later on once the day was over. And as her anus let out another throb from in between the fullness of her cheeks, it was with a heavy sense of denial that she felt the three girls standing behind her suddenly turn towards her rear.

Oh god, surely they wouldn’t think to take a picture of her there, would they? Rachael hesitated in place. She had never thought about that part of herself in such an embarrassing way. Only that despite her inner protestations she could already feel the idea spreading across, and following that it was only a matter of time before the torment inevitably began.

“By the way,” said Kat, “I don’t think I ever asked you this before, but you’re still a virgin down here, right?”

She reached over to place her hand against the outer lips of her pussy, and the feeling was like a spark inside her head. Even more so as the fingers moved to hover over her clit, and Rachael swallowed at the emptiness gathering within.

“My mom doesn’t think I should be doing things like that,” she mumbled.

“Do what?” said Kat, “Get a boyfriend?”

“She doesn’t let me-…,” she said.

“Oh, I know,” said Piper, stepping in, “She’s one of those Church girls, isn’t she? The ones who aren’t allowed to wank themselves off to sleep.”

“Wait, is that really true?” said Jenny, “You’ve never tried to touch yourself before?”

“No, you’re not listening-…,” said Rachael.

“No wonder they have you locked up like this,” she laughed, “Poor Rach, she doesn’t even have a boyfriend yet and she already has the seven year itch.”

The words were brushed aside though as the stimulation moved back down, and Rachael let out a gasp. Already it felt like she was being pushed higher and higher as her hips shifted forward, and as a second pair of hands reached over to spread her apart so that there was nothing left to hide the opening of her entrance…

“Aww, look at her,” cooed Kat, “She's turning all red.”

“Her bits down there as well,” said Piper, moving in closer, “Look at her, dripping like a dog in heat.”

“Think she’s starting to get close?” said Jenny.

“Maybe,” said Piper, “She’s still a virgin, so who knows if she even can.”

The view fluttered open and shut in front of them again as Rachael tried to disappear.

“Though thinking about it again,” she continued, “Maybe we should help her out just this once. I mean, it would be the charitable thing to do since she’s going to be stuck here for the rest of the day.”

“How though?” said Kat, making a face, “I don’t want to deal with the mess of popping her cherry.”

“Her butt’s still available for use,” said Piper, “You ever let a guy put it up there?”

“Wait, that’s not…!” said Rachael.

“Yes, yes, we know already,” said Piper dismissively, “But it’s not like you haven’t heard of it before. And besides, we’ve already seen everything you have down there so you might as well enjoy it while you can.”

The logic was… she smiled before reaching into her purse as Rachael froze in place. This wasn’t happening, she thought. There was just no way. Despite how frustrating it was to follow the rules she never tried to put anything inside of herself before, both from the front and the back, and the closest she had ever gotten was a half-hearted attempt with the showerhead right before her mom dragged her out by the ear.

“Relax,” said Kat. She smiled next, though the tone was anything but kind, “We're practically doing you a favor. Better us than some random creep.”

“But I don’t want it!” said Rachael, “And the cream makes it almost impossible to…”

“And so that’s why we’re using your ass instead of your pussy,” she said coyly, “You think I haven’t been punished like that before in the principal’s office? It sucks, you know. Having one of those specially designed egg vibrators stuck inside of you with the power set to low, all while you have to stand there in the corner with your bits on display. But that doesn’t apply to your bottom now, does it?”

“But, but…,” said Rachael.

“Now there’s the spirit,” she said, giving her another pat, “Relax for us if you can. The less you try to fight it the less it’ll hurt going in.”

She reached over a moment later as Piper held out the toy, a sinister looking phallus measuring just a little over five inches in length, and Rachael tensed at the sight. Already, the world felt like it was spinning too fast. Around and around it went as one of the girls reached over to gather some of the wetness leaking past her slit, and her breath caught in her throat as she felt the tip of the device moving between her cheeks. Almost like the real thing as it slowly made its way forward to find the tightly clenched ring of her anus, and past that there was just one thing left.

“Hold her still,” said Kat.

She pushed down with her hand as the pressure increased. All the while, Rachael grit her teeth. It was the very first time she had ever been penetrated, and the sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt. Not painful exactly given the ample amount of lubrication and the fact that the girls standing behind her seemed to know what they were doing, but trapped in place with nowhere to go there was nothing she could do but endure it.

At least until the toy bottomed out all the way inside of her, and immediately it was like the emptiness became twice as strong as the walls of her pussy let out a twitch. Oh god, was this it? Was this what having sex felt like? Who would ever want to put something so awful inside of themselves back there? Despite the feeling of the dildo sliding all the way down not a single ounce of the pleasure seemed to make its way over to her clit, and she whined at the frustration leaking out from between her legs. Bit by bit it slowly ran down the inside of her thighs, and by the time the pressure finally stopped it was all she could do to stay on her feet.

“Would you look at that,” said Kat, leaning forward to examine her work, “It’s all the way in.”

“Please,” she begged.

“Please what?” said Kat, “Touch your pussy for you? You’re going to have to speak a little louder if you want us to understand.”

She gave her arm another small twist, and just from the movement alone it was impossible to ignore the absolute sense of fullness coming from her rear. Pulling against the restraints, Rachael cried out again. Already the feeling was like being used in a place where nature never intended, and she whined as she felt herself clamping down against the intrusion. Right up to the point when she sensed someone walking over to stand on the other side of the stocks that is, Jenny most likely from the color of her blonde hair, and she smiled as she reached over to place a hand against the top of her head.

Blinking hard, Rachael tried to focus through the haze. And then again as the girl slowly moved her skirt aside with her panties pulled down to her knees.

“Now here’s the deal,” she said, “Every time you move your tongue, the dildo moves as well in your rear.”

“Wait, what are you-…?” said Rachael.

“What does it look like?” she said, her smile growing even wider, “It’s called Free Use for a reason, so if you ever feel like cumming today you better do it properly. Unless, of course, you want us to leave you like this for the next group of people that happens to wander past.”

She took another step closer as Rachael hesitated. The thought of using her mouth like that was something she never imagined. She never even kissed a boy, and even the idea of holding hands with one was enough to make her blush. There was no way to avoid it though as the other girl positioned herself directly in front of her face, and already she could see the glistening pink folds just inches away from her lips.

The image was surreal. Almost like a dream, and she blinked at the closeup view. Despite being the same age Jenny didn’t have any hair down there, she realized. Nothing but the smoothness of her mound, and against the delicate shape of her labia sticking out from underneath along with the tiny little button of her clit hidden away at the top of her slit…

Somehow, her body seemed to move on its own. Closing her eyes, Rachael stuck out her tongue. Slowly she brought herself forward, and when the taste came it was hardly even there. Like sucking on the end of a dandelion flower perhaps? Or maybe it was closer to a sweeter version of licking her own skin? Her mouth moved over to find the wetness waiting for her, and stuck there against the wooden frame of the stocks she groaned as the dildo started to move again a moment later inside of her rear.

Thrust… thrust… thrust…

Thrust… thrust…

Thrust…

“That’s it,” a voice purred from above, “Keep going.”

The hand pressed down harder against the back of her head as Rachael went faster. Sticking out her tongue even more she moved it from side to side. At this point it was hard to tell who was controlling her actions. The more she licked, the faster the dildo moved. The faster the dildo moved, the more her body responded with an eager twitch from between her legs. And as she continued to lap at the heat flowing from the other girl she couldn't help but wonder how she looked to anyone passing by.

A high school student bent over at the waist with her legs spread wide, all while her classmates took turns riding her face. And even though her own pussy was already soaked through with the wetness of her desires, there was nothing she could do about it with her arms locked in place.

“Look at her,” said Piper, “She’s actually getting into it.”

She leaned forward to watch as Rachael moaned pitifully. Deeper and deeper she went along the entire length of the river in front of her though the effort was somewhat undermined as Jenny moved her hips, and reaching over with her fingers she slowly dragged them through her hair.

“She's not terrible,” she sighed, “Maybe those Church girls are secretly perverts after all.”

“You think?” said Piper.

“Sure, why not,” she grinned, “Just imagine all the frustration bottled up inside of them just because they think it’s a sin. I’d go mad if I had to go more than a week without doing it with my fingers at least.”

“How long do you think it’s been for her then?” said Piper, moving to the side.

“What do you mean?” said Jenny.

“I mean just look at the way she’s soaked through back here,” she said, with a snicker, “You’d think that she doesn’t even know how to do it by herself from the way her juices are running down her thighs.”

She took another picture with her phone, and the sound of the camera was loud enough to make Rachael flinch. Twice in fact as the angle of the shot moved inward to capture the softness of her labia along with the thickness of the dildo sticking out of her rear, and the emptiness seemed to rise even more as she pulled at the spreader bar between her legs. Like her very own reminder that she was stuck here for the rest of the day, and she whined as Piper circled around again.

“You know what,” she said, after another moment, “I think I got an idea.”

“And what’s that?” said Jenny.

She looked over with her skirt still lifted upward. By now she seemed to be getting into it as Rachael continued to lick.

“Maybe we should put the theory to the test,” said Piper, “See how long she can hold out for before she gives in.”

“Like by keep her on the edge?” said Kat.

“Well that too, but I was thinking something else,” said Piper, with a rather wicked grin, “See, have you ever been **** to stop right in the middle of it while doing it with a boy?”

“Can’t say that I have,” said Jenny with a straight face.

“Well, I have,” said Piper, “A couple of times before in fact, but never mind that. It’s the feeling I’m talking about. You know what I mean, right?”

Tilting her head to the side, she waited for a moment as the other two listened in.

“Well anyhow” she went on, “Seeing that it’s her first time, I think it’d be far more appropriate if we didn’t let her have a proper finish.”

“So like…,” said Kat.

“You know like when you’re right about to go over the edge, and then the guy pulls out at the very last second so he can cum on your face?” said Piper.

“That’s kinda evil,” said Jenny with a laugh.

“And perfectly fitting as well,” Piper, “Just look at her, she’s practically drooling already. I bet if we time it just right she won’t even be able to tell the difference.”

“So you’re saying that we should make it as realistic as possible,” said Kat, slowly catching on.

“Exactly,” said Piper.

“Like if she actually invited a boy over to her house for real,” said Kat, “Only that he’s a quickshot since it’s also his first time losing his virginity…”

Smiling she moved the dildo forward again, and still bent over in front of her Rachael shivered at the feeling rising up from in between her legs. Already it was becoming hard to think as the pace of the thrusts increased, and slowly she felt her heart speed up inside of her chest. But as much as she tried to focus, it was like the thoughts were being pushed out of her faster than she could hang on to them. Also, what were they talking about again? And what exactly did they mean by not letting her have a proper finish? Not that she didn’t know what an orgasm was since they had learned all about it in sex ed, but seeing that her parents never signed off on the forms that allowed her to attend the more advanced version of the class…

By the time she figured it out, it was already too late. The fullness of the dildo drove away her reflections as it pushed back into her rear. At the same time Jenny pressed herself forward, and Rachael tried to keep up with her head still trapped between the other girl’s thighs. Over and over she brought her tongue up to lap at the sweetness in front of her, and already she could feel something rising up inside. Not quite discomfort, not quite pain, but something in between that made her pussy twitch uselessly like she just needed one more push to go over the edge.

Just that unknown to her, from the look that passed between the three other girls there was no way she was ever going to get it. Still standing in front of her Jenny placed her hands against the back of her neck as the dildo made one last thrust into her rear. All the way down to the base, and then with every last one of her muscles stretched to the limit and all four of her limbs bound in place, she felt a second pair of hands reached over from behind to spread her apart as Kat used her mouth to blow a single breath of air directly over her clit. A single touch of frustration drifting by itself with nothing else attached, and then that was it.

“Mmpphh!” cried Rachael.

Immediately, her back arched up as her skin caught fire. It was the worst thing she had ever felt in her life. This was it! This was the moment she had been waiting for! Her long-awaited release after all this time, and not even the numbness of the cream could stop it. Only that even as she felt the pressure inside of her push against the final barrier at the end, with her pussy left completely untouched there was nothing she could do as the dildo left her bottom a moment later to leave her walls squeezing down on empty air. Over and over again as her orgasm rose up despite the lack of stimulation, but with nowhere else to go the pleasure remained trapped inside.

One… two… three…

Rachael thrashed again. The feeling was like cumming and not cumming at the same time. And stretched out between the two extremes like that, it wasn’t until another couple of seconds that her body realized it had no other choice. There was one last stab of hope at the thought of release, and then stuck on the very edge of the abyss she groaned as the contractions finally kicked in. A fully ruined orgasm dragged out to the very last second without a single ounce of relief, and sobbing against the unfairness of it all she squirmed in vain.

The same couldn’t be said though for the three other girls around her as they laughed at her misery. Still standing in front of her Jenny pushed herself against her tongue a moment later to announce her own cry of satisfaction, and the envy wasn’t made any better as Kat reached over to hold her apart so that she wouldn’t even have the joy of clenching down with her pussy. Slowly, she watched the opening of her tunnel quiver in place, again and again as each little spasm leaked out of her like water from a broken vase, and it was only once the last of the pain had died away that she finally let go before dragging her fingers back along the pinkness of her slit.

“Oh, you poor thing,” she cooed, “Did that feel good?”

“Mmhhppff!” said Rachael.

“That’s a good girl,” she teased, “I bet it did, having your orgasm ruined like that after all that edging.”

“Mmhhppff!” said Rachael again.

Struggling even harder, she tried to escape. With her wrists still bound together though there was nothing she could do, and she sobbed at the stimulation coming from in between her legs. Gently at first with the fingers dancing just across her folds, and then faster and faster as the heat rose up a second time. The peak of the torment didn’t arrive until halfway through, however, as the other girl leaned forward to spread her apart, and then with the softness of her lips brushing against the inside of her thighs she stuck out her tongue to lap at the crystal-clear strands of arousal still clinging to her slit.

“Mmhhppff!” said Rachael, “Mmmhhing, mmhf mmuhhing”

Silently, she screamed. The sudden onslaught of pleasure was too much against the oversensitive ends of her nerves, and already she could feel her strength melting away. Worse, no matter how hard she tried to beg for it the other girl refused to go anywhere near her clit, meaning that even as she felt herself being pushed back to the top there was no way for her to throw herself over the edge. Already, she could feel another stab of denial building inside of her core, and with Jenny still standing there in front of her and the sweetness of her scent filling her mouth as it cut off her ability to think…

Like that, another eternity passed as Rachael continued to lick. Desperately she brought her tongue over every last inch she could find as her tormenters rode her through another ruined release. Jenny still straddling her face while Kat pulled away at the very last second to watch as she was **** through another round of spasms, and it wasn’t until another dozen or so minutes of having her pussy clenching down on nothing but the ghost of an empty promise that the soreness faded away.

One… two… three… four… five…

Slowly, Rachael groaned as her senses came back. When this was over, she thought, she was never going to break the rules ever again. Despite the haziness that continued to linger she was left even more unsatisfied than before she came, and the only silver lining was that nobody seemed to be paying her any more attention now that it was over at last.

Or at least that was how it felt like at the moment. Sometimes, she really needed to learn how to stop before she jinxed herself, and lowering her head she tried to make herself invisible as a hand reached over to rub the inside of her leg. Slowly it stayed just outside the danger zone before shifting closer, and she whined as the fingers moved back to the softness of her slit.

“There, all better now?” said Kat, slowly stroking away.

Against the aftermath of having her orgasm ruined for the second time in a row, it was Jenny who finally answered the question.

“Works for me,” she sighed, “I haven’t had a climax like that in ages.”

“Only because you never put in any effort with the guys,” teased Kat, not looking up from the stimulation.

“Sure,” said Jenny, rolling her eyes, “Like you didn’t enjoy yourself as well going down on little miss virgin here.”

The banter was mostly empty though as she stood up to stretch, and reaching over for her panties she pulled them back around her waist. Her limbs were still stiff from the aftermath, and there was one last flash from underneath her skirt as she let it fall into place. Just for a moment though as she turned towards the last member of the group, and all of a sudden Rachael felt her heart skip a beat as the atmosphere changed.

“So then,” she said lazily, “Who’s next?”

“Why are you two looking at me all of a sudden?” smiled Piper.

“Well, who else is left?” she shrugged, “And besides, wasn’t this entire thing your idea?”

“Wait, please!” cried Rachael, “I already came twice.”

“Hmm?” said Kat, “What was that? You want to have your orgasm ruined again?”

“No, I’ll do whatever you want,” cried Rachael, “Just not like that anymore… please…”

Only that no matter how hard she tried to beg it was pointless as Piper walked over to stand in front of her with her skirt pulled to the side, and then it was back to the same process of torment as she reached over to take off her panties before placing them in her pocket. The thickness of the dildo appeared a moment later, and against the distant sense of pressure as it slowly made its way back into her rear Rachael found herself staring at the view in front of her again.

Drip… drip… drip…

The shame was like another wave of discomfort as her privates let out a spasm. And then again as she shifted in place against the restraints. This again? Were they still not done with her yet? How much longer was this going to take? After everything she had been through there was no way she would survive another round, and pressing her legs together she tried her best to resist. By then though there was nothing she could do about it anymore as her eyes wandered over to stare at the pussy set directly in front of her, and against the lack of any other choice she slowly stuck out her tongue to lick.

“Mmmhnn, just like that…,” she said.

The effects were immediate as Piper reached over to place a hand on top of her head. Desperately, Rachael moved her face closer as she obeyed. First at the outer edges of the valley in front of her before circling inward bit by bit until she could taste the sweetness of the nectar leaking out from in between, and it didn’t take long to find the hardened little nub that was hidden away at the top of her slit.

This time, the scent that greeted her was like that of a wild strawberry. Letting out a sigh, the other girl pressed her hips forward. And then again as she hummed in satisfaction before reaching over to run her fingers through her hair.

“She’s good, isn’t she?” said Jenny, “It’s almost like she thinks she’s using her tongue on herself.”

“Right,” sighed Piper, “I can see what you mean.”

“And the way she keeps going on like that,” she laughed, “You’d think she was starving by the way she continues to beg.”

“I wonder if she even realizes that she’s doing it,” said Piper.

“Who knows,” shrugged Jenny, “But it’s working, isn’t it? Just look at the way her pussy’s still dripping.”

She reached over to place her hand against the outer edges of her hips, and Rachael burned even brighter as the humiliation seeped in. Pulling away from the touch, she opened her mouth even more as her walls let out a twitch. It hardly seemed to make a difference though as the dildo bottomed out inside of her again, and against the fullness of the device coming from entirely the wrong place it was all she could do not to cry out against the emptiness within.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. Followed by a second one as a camera flashed out from behind, and by this time tomorrow it would be a miracle if the entire class at school didn’t know what she did. Or the next time she was scheduled at the Free Use stocks with every last inch of her privates on display, and fighting against the pinkness of the fog she tried to ignore the burning of the numbing cream still smeared across her clit.

To anyone looking on from a distance, it would have been quite a sight to see. A girl still in her last year of high school, and yet here she was in the middle of public with her hips swinging from side to side. If only her hands were free right now, she thought, then she would finally be able to do something about it. Only that under the strictness of her parents and the government issued chastity belt that always accompanied the end of such a sentence, it was going to be quite a while before her next climax, ruined or otherwise, as the three girls around her slowly continued to torment her however they pleased.