Chichi gets humiliated

Misty walked over to one of the nerds, and pulled his pants down. He had an unimpressive four inch hardon.

"NO!" Chichi began struggling to get loose, but Didi was bigger, stronger, and trained in jujitsu, and she just twisted the arm until Chichi screamed and stopped fighting.

Misty grabbed Chichi by the cheek, sticking her fingers in between Chichi's teeth so she couldn't bite. With the other hand, she pinched Chichi's nose shut.

"Nooo...mglmph!" Chichi's scream was cut short as Didi pushed her head down on the cock. Holding her by the hair, she shoved it up and down. Chichi coughed and gasped. The cock was small enough that she could breathe around it, but she was so furious and embarrassed that the tears ran down her face and stained her mascara.

"Wow, you look like you just lost a fight with a twelve incher." Misty laughed. Then, she turned to the other nerd. "Hey, you!"

"What?"

"I don't see anyone on her ass, and I don't think that's a candy bar in your pocket. Can you do the math?"

The second nerd dropped his pants, revealing a completely unexpected ten inch dick. Misty nearly shrieked with laughter.

"Chichi, I think you're gonna like this a lot more than you want to!" She pulled Chichi's head up and **** her to look. Chichi's eyes went wild, and she made some sort of noise.

The next ten minutes or so were some of the worst of Chichi's life. Didi was twisting her arm painfully, Misty was holding her mouth open with one hand and **** her with the other, a small nerd cock was in her mouth, and a big one was fucking her pussy, making her wetter with each thrust. Misty had set her cellphone recorder on a desk, and the whole thing was being recorded.

Chichi screamed as the fucking suddenly brought her to orgasm. Her thrashing brought the nerd fucking her off too, and Misty yanked her head back, then quickly finished off the other nerd so that he shot his load in her face.

Didi threw Chichi to the floor. So stunned she didn't think to try and get away, she just watched as Didi shrugged off her hotpants and sat right on her face, pussy over her mouth. She arranged herself so her knees were pinning Chichi's arms above her head where she couldn't move them. Still crying, Chichi went to work eating out Didi's pussy. Misty meanwhile stepped out of her own pants, picked up one of Chichi's legs, and started a trib attack.

"This is what you call real dominance, little girl." Misty's voice was suddenly mean. She rubbed her clit in circles around Chichi's, causing the little cheerleader to buck against her, trying to get away. "Physically, spiritually and sexually destroyed."

Chichi had finally quit fighting back, just hoping that if she cooperated, they'd leave her alone. Dimly, she wondered what the other two were doing to Dolly.