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Chapter 31
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Alastordist
Going home or does Stacy have more planned
A little detour to the store then home
*Stacy would text her mom that she found Cassie and is on her way home before starting the drive home when Cassie started to regain consciousness as Stacy phone buzzed showing the magrit had sent her a lil list of thing to get Cassie including*
1: super glue
2: branded bowls for her use only
3: a tub ( she no longer allowed to use the inside bathroom and is going be bathed like a pet outside in the open)
4: a leash
*Stacy giggled at the list finding it funny how she basically buying a pet list beside the glue then she get a idea of buying a toy bone for Cassie* “this is going be so much fun you have no idea ASSie
C: *Cassie opened her eyes and whimpers in pain* “mmm ahhhh what the fuck happen” *she would try to move but her body screamed at her not to move as she got a sniff of her body and almost gaged at urine smell coming off her body*
S: *Stacy takes a looks at ASSie while she was still bound with her hands behind her back and took this opportunity to give her belly a small slap* “good morning sleeping beauty we're on our way home but mum wants us to buy a few thing from the store and the closes one is the one near your work maybe we can take a stop in there to see your boss”
*Cassie eyes would go wide and shake her head she couldn’t loss her job magrit would never let her get another one* “no no pls i need this job pls ill do anything”
*stacy smiled evily* “anything you say~ then be a good girl and get out” *she parked the car the furthest away from the shops so Cassie would Have to walk further to get inside. Her first real public humiliation was starting, thats when she saw her body in the mirror seeing her newest tattoos* “what no why” *she looked the ASSIE tattoo then the womb tattoo before she screams as she feel both nettle sticks pulled out of her ass roughly by Stacy with no warning* “ow what the fu ..”*before she could keep talking something nasty was shoved in to her mouth, before long it becomes clear it was one of Stacy gym socks, she wanted to gag or throw up at the nasty taste , tears swelling up in her eyes as Stacy leads her to the shops by her chain on her nipples*
*while walking to the store doors they passed a group of Ladys who started to yell at Cassie and call her names like whore and slut the witch brought more tears to her eyes as she was powerless to say anything but yelp as one of them threw a tomato at her ass making it jiggle but also leaving it covered In tomato juice tho she whimpers as the coldness helped with the inching on her ass cheek*
“Come on slut before i tell mum you refused to do what she says” *Stacy smiled over her shoulder as she pull Cassie in to the crowded shops some people gasps others whistle and others called her names as Cassie looked down in shame tho for some reason her pussy tingled at the name calling, was she possibly getting off on all of this humiliation, was she a slut? No she was a top high school student with good grades and keep to her self but all that would soon go away once monday came around”
“right mum sent me a list of what to buy but didn't give me any money so i took the liberty of borrowing your card i hope you don't mind” *Stacy dangle Cassie card in her face all her hard earn cash was on it and knowing Stacy she spend it on more junk to humiliate Cassie she hanged her head in defeat knowing there no way out of this*
Does Stacy stick to the bassics or buys other things for ASSie
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Cassie humiliation
Humiliated all the time
Cassie is 18 year old small chested girl living with her step family who will do everything in there power to humiliate and destroy her life. Cassie is able to handle it till one day while at work someone finds her and is determined to ruin her life forever.
Updated on Jun 27, 2025
by jw_wjw
Created on Aug 24, 2023
by Alastordist
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