No

She and most of the others moved off a bit, towards the doors, while the two she had talked to, a blonde and a black girl, hurried over and gathered up my pants, shoes and the remnants of my blouse. They got my pants on and jammed my shoes onto my feet, then tied the rags into a form of halter and tied them around my chest.

My bra and panties were ripped and useless for anything, and anyway, they were only interested in appearances. They dragged me to my feet and half led, half carried me across the yard towards the football field.

No doubt anyone watching would think the beating was over, and that the two girls were taking me home. Kelly had other ideas. She and the rest of her friends moved off in a roundabout way towards the woods to meet up with the others.

Ten minutes later they were waiting safely out of sight when the two girls led me into their midst. I had tried to pull away from them a couple of times but met with a flurry of quick jabs to the gut and ribs that halted my resistance.

"Strip her," Kelly grinned.

I was quickly stripped naked again and flung down on the grass and weeds at my feet.

Kelly had picked up a long, thin branch which lay on the grass under a tree. It was springy and made a hissing sound as it cut through the air. She moved towards me as her friends grinned and watched. She whipped it down against my back, and I cried out in pain, twisting and arching my back.

She whipped it down against my naked ass, and again was rewarded with a cry of pain, and a red line across the soft white cheeks. The others all laughed in delight as Kelly whipped the springy branch down again and again and again, drawing cries and sobs and squeals from me.

I squirmed and rolled and twisted as the stinging blows lashed across my back and buttocks and thighs. I could not evade them, though. Then two of the girls raced in and grabbed my arms, dragging me up and back onto my knees.

They **** my arms up behind my head and pulled my head back by the hair. I struggled weakly as the others laughed in gleeful anticipation. Kelly moved in front of me and gazed at the heavy round breasts, then raised the switch and lashed it down across one.

I howled in pain, and the two girls struggled to hold me as Kelly whipped the switch down again, then again, then again.

I screamed and shouted and sobbed and howled like an animal, my body jerking and twisting as the switch cut across my round melons. I finally broke loose, sobbing and shaking as I lay on the ground, arms clutched over my aching breasts.

A foot slammed into my back, throwing me down flat on the dirt, and I saw stars.

"Who wants this piece of cunt meat?" Kelly demanded, looking at the guys.