Epilogue

I was left lying on the cold stage, my body still trembling from the aftermath of my humiliating orgasm, my head was still spinning, my cheeks flushed, my skin slick with sweat and... Carrie's silly giggles still ringing in my ears. How could she! She promised my clothes back and left me only with a towel. I'm just one piece of fabric away from being naked again.

I thought as I stood up and wrapped thightly it around myself.

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The bell rang

The Drama Club!

They’ll be here any minute now!

I ran to the back of the auditorium looking for anything, maybe some costumes, maybe...

SLAM

I heard the double doors swinging open, a few students from the Drama Club halted their conversation when they saw me wearing just a towel. they looked surprised Except for Bobby, the president of the Drama Club.

“What are you doing here Erica, there’s no auditions today...” he sounded annoyed

“I was... I was just looking for...”

“If it’s not theater related, I don’t wanna hear it,” he said walking towards me, finally going behind me and pushing me out. “I don’t have time for your antics today, beat it, Erica!”

SLAM

And with that, he slammed the door behind me. I was a little shocked, and looking around, so were the prople around me. I came back to my senses and it dawned on me they weren’t shocked because Bobby threw me out, they were looking at me in a towel!

I cluched my fist on my chest, holding the knot in place and started walking at a fast pace.

Anywhere.

Both boys and girls were turning their heads, whispering amongst each other while I was focusing on was walking as fast as I could without making a scene.

“Why is she wearing a towel?”

“Can you imagine if someone yanked it off of her?”

“What a slut, I guess some people really can’t help themselves.”

“Hey Erica, can I borrow that towel? Hahahahaha.”

“Blushing looks good on you, Erica.”

“She really is that flat.”

I could feel my face redder than a tomato. The comments were getting to me, playing it cool was not working. I needed to get out of here, to find Carrie, but all I could do was pant, my body still humming with that heat I get, I could feel my pussy getting wet again, even after what what just happened...

Screw it.

I bolted through the hallways. The comments increased, there were catcalls, whistles, but I couldn’t really hear them anymore, I was crying and running in no particular direction. I could hear the laughter echoing in my ears. My heart hammered in my chest, my breath ragged as I clutched the stupid towel. What was I doing? I had to get out of here!

I pushed through the fire exit, slamming into something outside. I fell to the floor, legs wide open.

When I opened my eyes, I was outside, ass on the grass.

Lisa, Carrie and Alicia were standing looking at me, Lisa patting herself, annoyed like me slamming into her had dirtied her somehow. Alicia had a sad smile on her face, like she was pitying me, and Carrie was grinning ear to ear, looking directly between my legs.

I quickly closed them when I got to my senses.

“I guess going to town in front of my cheer squad wasn’t enough for little Erica, she wants to be seen by the whole school,” Lisa snarked. “Didn’t think you had it in you, I honestly believed you’d just stay hidden in the auditorium like a coward.”

My initial sense that the girls might take pity on me and help me was starting to fade away.

I got up, with the intention of running home when I felt a tug on my towel.

“And where exactly do you think you’re going, missy?” Lisa was holding onto my towel. Oh God, what was with the interrogation?!

“I’m going home, Lisa. Can’t you see I’m barely dressed?” I was so worked up with adrenaline I forgot who I was talking back to.

“Oh no you aren’t, there’s still half of a school day to go, and between your little escapades and your bad luck, you don’t need any more absences!”

Whats was she? My mother?

“Lisa I’m not walking back in there in just a towel.” I tried tugging my towel back, but the danger of letting it slip was too great.

“You’re either walking in there in this towel...” and she YANKED THE TOWEL AWAY FROM ME “...or everyone on the streets is seeing that little pussy of yours!”

OH MY GOD!

My hands went to cover my privates, I could feel my nipples harden, as pointy as rocks, my pussy was already a mess, leaking. I quickly looked to Carrie and Alicia, but the girls were just giggling. I looked around in a panic, there was no one but us.

I felt a slap on my ass from Lisa and that got me going, I ran home as fast as I could. I could hear the girls laughing behind me, the laughter fading away as I distanced myself.

I can’t believe she’d do this to me. I had to run for like 2 miles before I got home. I gave some neighbours an eyefull, but I made the quick choice of covering my face. Yeah, they saw all of me, but at least they didn’t know who I was.

I got home and thankfully, no one was there, which also meant I had to climb through my window. My body burning with the heat between my legs, my mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. I hate how this keeps happening. Why did my body feel this way. I locked my door and put my face on the pillow, my hand between my legs and I began masturbating furiously. All I could think was the faces of all the students looking at me, calling me names, and the cheer squad cheering my... Performance. How could Carrie do this. Some of them were even recording. Everyone must think I’m a slut.

That thought sent me over the edge. I finally, orgasmed for the second time today, spilling my juices all over my bed, squirting hard, and that’s the last thing I remember before I passed out.

Why does this keep happening to me...?

The End