Humiliated (Part 1)

Aaron licked his lips, grinning impishly at Shane, who couldn't get free of Aaron's grip. "Let's start with an apology!"

Some of the other guys laughed a little. Shane's face was already red and it felt like things were only just getting started.

"S-sorry.." he mumbled.

"What was that, I couldn't hear you twink boy!"

"I said I'm sorry!" Shane said again, louder this time. There were a few more chuckles. He felt like a meerkat being stalked by a group of hyenas. Only these predators played with their food.

"You call that an apology? That was barely a whimper! Show us you mean it - grovel!"

Shane swallowed. It felt like something was caught in his throat, and his eyes were dangerously close to watering.

He fell to his knees and bowed his head. "I'm s-so sorry... Please forgive me for being so thoughtless and clumsy..."

The whole group started laughing. He thought maybe it was over, that Aaron would let him go, but he was wrong.

With a mischievous grin, Aaron leaned over and said loud enough for everyone to hear, "Good boy. Now kiss my shoes."

Shane almost gagged on his own spit. Kiss his shoes?! That was too far! But he couldn't just refuse... He shut his eyes tight and leaned down, getting on all fours and pushing his face towards Aaron's polished loafers.

"Hold it right there!" Shane gasped. He wasn't sure if he should be happy, or more terrified than ever. It was Missy! "Let him go right now!"

Shane's friend pushed her way through the burly guys to Shane's side, and knelt down to help him to his feet. He was shaky, embarrassed to be found like that by his crush, and even more to be saved by her in front of his bully.

A meek "Thanks..." was all he could manage.

Missy smiled at Shane briefly then returned her face to complete seriousness. She took his hand and started back towards the gap she'd made in the guys.

Only, there was no gap anymore. Aaron stepped in and blocked her path.

"Where do you think you're going, beautiful?" the football player chided. "We weren't done with our new toy just yet. Unless... you'd like to take his place?"

Missy rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue. "As if. Get lost, creep. From now on, Shane is off limits. He's too fragile and sweet for jerks like you!" She made another attempt to push by, but Aaron easily stopped her again.

"I don't think so, sweety. In-fact, shrimp-dick there will be our number one target from now now on. We'll torment him everyday relentlessly. And you won't always be there to save him, will you?"

"He's NOT a 'shrimp-dick.' You don't even know him!" Missy fumed and looked around, weighing her options. Finally after a moment of thinking, she let go of Shane's hand, crossed her arms, and sighed. "Fine. What do I have to do to make you leave him alone?"

Aaron looked beyond pleased.