More Humiliation.

The next morning I woke up to the strong familiar tingling of arousal and pleasure. A good orgasm and a good sleep later I was well rested and ready for whatever it was the day would bring. As I stood before my closet that morning I was looking at all of my tops that I normally covered with heavy sweaters. Thinking back on the day before I began to feel guilty. I had been so mad at Max that I hadn't thought to really be there for him. Not to mention what I had done to the thoughts of Steve last night. Shivering as I recalled it I reached out for a nice showy top.

I'll wear this for Max I thought to myself, Just for Max my thoughts began to wander and wonder how Steve would react to the clothes I chose, before I shook my head clear of such thoughts and continued the mantra in my head, Just for Max not for Steve. I chose to ignore the fact that I was growing wetter and more excited a the thought of Steve's name. Grabbing a tight long sleeve shirt and choosing to ignore my sweater and leave today in just my comfy sweats and nice top I made my way down stairs, ate breakfast, and started walking to school.

As I rounded the corner to the school I saw Max waiting for me by the school gate. Moving quickly to catch up to him he spotted me and his mouth genuinely dropped open. I giggled a little at the sight feeling once more a warmth in my body, this time exclusively from Max.

"H.... hey Katy..." He stuttered out mouth still agape. For a brief moment I wondered if something was wrong.

"What's the matter with you today?" I asked turning and looking away, a blush creeping to my face.

"Oh nothing," He responded quickly, "just haven't seen you in a top like that one before. It looks great though!" His eyes had yet to move up from my breasts but I let him enjoy the view a little longer, after all this was a reward for Max (Steve).

"Oh thanks! I thought that since I have a boyfriend now I should start dressing nicely."

"Aww thanks sweety!" Shortly after he finished his sentence the bell rang and the two of us walked together into the school and to class. Passing his class I called out saying I would see him later and headed off to my own.

Max was waiting for me outside of my classroom before lunch, excited to go I grabbed his hand and began leading the way towards where we sat yesterday, all without so much as realizing what I was doing.

"Are you sure you don't want to hang out in the library today?"

"But the weather is so nice today!" I said realizing suddenly we were headed back towards the same location. An excitement filled my heart but I wasn't sure why.

"But what about yesterday! You don't want that to happen again do you?" Max seemed genuinely concerned. I kind of understood where he was coming from but I felt really strongly about going back. I still wasn't sure why.

"I'm sure they won't be over this way again. Plus, you said it wasn't even that bad." Max grew quiet after that following behind me as we walked hand in hand back to the corner of the school from yesterday.

We'd only just sat down and gotten our lunches out when Max suddenly became very quiet looking pale just past our food. Looking up Steve and his crew were standing there. Steve standing in front with his arms crossed confidently in front of his chest.

"Well well, look who decided to skulk out of his nerd cave again." He once again kicked Max's lunch out of his hands, before placing the sole of his shoe on Max's face and shoving him backwards into the dirt. I waited, filling with rage at their treatment of Max.

"Holy shit Steve," one of the other jocks said from behind him, "you were right, she has got a good pair on her!"

The rest of the Steve's crew stopped and stared at my breasts. Steve laughed, turning from Max to me. "You decided to take my fashion advice then I see!'

"Of course not! I wore this for my boyfriend, not some disgusting pig like you!" My rage still flaring I called out angrily in his direction. The excitement in my heart increased filling my chest with a tightness.

"I wonder of her ass is as good as her tits?" another jock said.

I leapt to my feet my fury clouding my mind. "Don't you dare talk about me like that, you uncultured troglodyte!" Somewhere in my mind I realized they now had better access to my butt however my rage addled brain wasn't processing these feelings well.

Steve lazily reached out towards me and I froze, he reached back grabbing a big handful of my left butt cheek and gave it a jiggle.

"You were right, that's one hell of an ass! Come have a feel."

The rest of the jocks stepped over and began groping me as well, pleasure and confusion flooded my body as I trembled. But why was I trembling was it anger... or... While I focused on my feelings I noticed Max climbing to my defense. Steve however didn't even look at him as he easily and effortlessly pushed him back onto his back with his foot. Unable to cop a feel of my butt with so many hands already on there, two of the jocks grabbed a tit each and began kneading. Suddenly the pleasure spiked and my body began to react. Seeing Max being assaulted and panicking as I was surrounded by strange men I yelled.

"Stop it! Stop it right now or I'll tell the principle you assaulted me!"

I froze at the look on Steve's face and a moment later I saw stars as my world shook with pain. It took a second to realize that Steve had just smacked me. Tears filled my eyes as he spoke. "Don't you ever, dare threaten to snitch on me ever again, or you and your stupid friend won't make it out of high school in one piece, do you understand?"

I was nearly crying now, but somewhere deep in my body his hand hitting my face had felt... right. I was confused filled with pleasure and pain, and worried for Max who was still laying on the ground.

"Do you understand?" he yelled, grabbing my arm forcefully and painfully as the other jocks backed off.

"Yes yes, I understand, I'm sorry, it won't happen again." I submitted. I couldn't compete with Steve let alone all of his men, I felt so defeated, so ****, and so excited.

"That's a good girl. Now make sure you wear some better pants from tomorrow, or we might have to start taking them off to have a proper look at you."

I nodded, keeping my eyes down. Steve let go of my arm and I dropped to the ground. The jocks left chatting and laughing, and Max and I sullenly turn back to our food and eat in silence. Ashamed of my reactions and my lack of ability to protect Max I avoided him for the rest of the day while I worked through all of the myriad thoughts swirling in my head.

That night, once more I found myself naked in bed touching myself remembering the pain of Steve's slap. Remembering how powerless Max and I were before him, and much like the night before, one of the strongest orgasms of my life drained me of all energy and lulling me into a deep slumber.