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Chapter 8 by Halo423 Halo423

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Putting on a show.

The cruelty of the bullies showed no bounds as Bully 2 grabbed a handful of snow, their malicious intentions apparent. They approached Millie from behind with the cold, wet snow in hand and pressed it against her crotch.

Millie gasped, the shock of the freezing snow against her pussy adding another layer of discomfort to her already humiliating ordeal.

Millie: "Stop it! This is so wrong!"

The bully, enjoying the torment they were inflicting, grinned sadistically.

Bully 2: "Just adding a little spice to the show. You're the star, after all."

As the cold snow clung to Millie's skin, she shivered, both from the physical chill and the emotional distress.

In an unexpected twist, the growing crowd appeared to be more in favor of the bullies, finding amusement in the spectacle unfolding before them. Laughter and jeers replaced the disapproval that Millie had hoped for.

Onlooker 3: "This is hilarious! Look at her struggle!"

Onlooker 4: "She deserves it! What was she thinking, going outside naked?"

The harsh comments from the onlookers intensified Millie's humiliation.

Millie, feeling a mixture of despair and betrayal, tried to plead with the onlookers.

Millie: "Please, this isn't right? Help me!"

However, her pleas fell on deaf ears, drowned out by the callous amusement of the crowd.

Bully 1: "Looks like your audience is enjoying the show, Millie. You've always wanted attention, and now you've got it."

Bully 2 continued pressing snow against Millie's crotch with one hand, while the other grabbed a second handful and began rubbing and massaging them across her tits. The cold, wet snow clung to her bare skin, intensifying the discomfort and adding to the spectacle.

Millie, now enduring both the physical chill and the emotional distress, tried to squirm away from the bullies' grasp.

The bullies, fueled by the support of the mocking crowd, ignored her protests and continued their heartless actions.

Bully 2: "Oh, she's feisty! Let's make this winter wonderland even more magical."

The snow, melting against Millie's exposed skin, left her shivering while the fondling of her breasts made her squirm from the unexpected pleasure. Bully 2, very much happy with the reaction she was getting from massaging the tits decided to take things up a notch.

The perverted bully decides to do the same to her crotch. Massaging the snow against it much to Millie's simultaneous pleasure and discomfort. Finally as all the snow melts the cold liquid making Millie's chest and crotch feel numb until the continued fondling of the Bully's warm hands warms those areas back up again.

The crowd, far from showing any sympathy, erupted in laughter and cheers, reveling in the spectacle of her humiliation.

Onlooker 4: "She brought this on herself!"

Onlooker 5: "I've never seen anything like this before! Keep going!"

Without the snow to cover them everyone can now see her perky tits being fondled as Bully 3 zooms in with the camera to showcase Millie's rather erect nipples as well as her teary eyed red face as she tries to suppress her moans. The camera then pans down to her cunt as the Bully continues to rub around her pussy.

Finally, after first spreading the lips out for the camera, the bully then Slips the first finger in, then managing to push in a second finger in Millie's wet, clenching pussy, Millie managed to hold it in for only a few seconds before letting out a throaty moan. Even two slim fingers felt big to her which caused the bullies to laugh.

Bully 2: "She is so fucking tight!"

The bully said while pumping her fingers in and out of Millie's snatch, slow at first, and then picking up the pace, Millie's moans rose in volume and frequency. Millie squeezed her eyes shut not wanting to see the crowd watching her while the bully's other hand continued her breast fondling on auto-pilot. She caressed Millie's breasts, loving how they felt. Caught in the heat of the moment the bully's hand would occasionally rub over Millie's stomach or thighs, softly brushing over her throat and chest, as if she was caressing a lover.

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