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Chapter 11 by Halo423 Halo423

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Giving the audience what they paid for and more

Before they could even turn the vibrator on, Charlie's embarrassment would immediately take a turn for the worse as all her squirming as the vibrator was being inserted in causes her to piss herself. The crowd erupted into laughter and whispers as a puddle starts to form from Charlie's piss.

Finally. it was time for what the crowd have been waiting for they turned the vibrator on and watched as Charlie's lower half squirmed and she started to moan from the pleasure. "S-stop ple-ease" Charlie initially pleads eventually turning into moans of "ah! F-fuck me! MMmhhm Yes YES! Aaah! !" as her libido starts to take over. Eventually after multiple climaxes in front of the crowd the batteries finally run out giving Charlie enough time to gather her strength and finally free herself.

As Charlie frees herself from under the car she hears gasps from the crowd as the identity of the girl they had been witnessing the humiliation of is finally revealed. Charlie looks around and regrets her decision as she spots several of her classmates including her crush were in the crowd making her wish she had not freed herself so that they couldn't have found out it was her pussy and her voice that they were repeatedly hearing orgasm.

With tears streaming down her face that was now redder than a tomato, she quickly stumbled away from the scene leaving the yellow and black vibrator in the middle of the massive puddle of liquid she had created. She stumbled pass the crowd ignoring the stares of everyone including her crush. Her coworkers watched in silence, their sadistic amusement giving way to a cold realization of the consequences of their actions. But remorse was a foreign concept to them, and any glimmer of empathy quickly dissipated into the air.

Broken and defeated, Charlie's legs tried to carry her towards the sanctuary of her home. Each step felt heavier than the last, burdened by the weight of humiliation. Her mind replayed the traumatic events, the laughter and taunts echoing in her ears, intensifying her anguish as she stumbles through the town barely trying to use her hands to cover her body that was still covered in dirt and sweat with her legs still shaking and her pussy still visibly dripping wet.

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