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Chapter 8 by Northfield

Does she run or follow along?

She follows

Hannah let the girl take her right up to the house. They did not go for the big central glass doors, but to a smaller door leading into the kitchen. The girl entered first and held the door open for her. She followed her in timidly, still covering her boobs and pussy as best she could. The kitchen was cluttered with bottles of beer and she could hear music coming from another room. It looked like they were pregaming for something, and she heard laugh and shout over what sounded like a drinking game. The girl looked her up and down.

"I'm Alissa by the way. Stay here and I'll prepare the others. We'll do something fun and then I'll get you something to wear."

Hannah nodded shyly in agreement. She still could not believe what she was doing, but she felt trapped and did not know what to do at this point aside from playing along. Alissa left her standing there naked in the kitchen and Hannah almost wished she didn't go. Now that she was alone her heart was racing and she was trembling. Anxious thoughts shot through her mind as she considered what sort of humilation might await her. She was alone in that kitchen for over 10 minutes when Alissa returned.

"Okay, here's the plan. You're going to be the entertainment for a little while. Don't worry, no one is gonna fuck you or anything like that and the boys won't touch you. But, they are gonna watch and look. At all of you. Emma has some dominatrix fantasies so she might play with you for a bit, but you're mostly there for the looks. That alright with you?"

Hannah was a nervous wreck, but somehow and for some reason agreed. She made brief eye contact with Alissa, who looked casually and calmly back at her, and nodded softly.

"Nice. Don't be afraid to enjoy it! I can tell you like it you know."

Alissa placed her soft warm hand on her back and ushered her forward. Hannah let her do it. The pair walked through a short hallway and into the living room. Suddenly Hannah was naked in front of a dozen people. She struggled, almost running back out, but Alissa gently held from fleeing. Still, Hannah was covering up as she saw all those people, boys and girls from around her age, watching her. They briefly cheered and whistled until Hannah was in the middle of the room. Everyone continued watching her, but kept drinking and playing their game as well, as if it was a semiregular occurence. Alissa led her to a wall and stood opposite her.

"We want something to look at, so..." she said as she picked up a pair of handcuffs. "Let's help you a little. Give me your hands."

Hannah gulped. Her mind was not yet fully processing her situation as she stopped covering up and exposed her perky nipples and wet pussy. Alissa took her hands and chained them to a radiator pipe running along the top of the wall. Now, Hannah couldn't cover up again. Next, Alissa used two straps to tie her legs to the legs of a chair and the couch on either side of her, so that her legs were slightly spread open but still allowing her to stand.

"Alright, there you go! Now relax!"

Hannah was not relaxed. She could not help but squirm and twist instinctively to turn away from the prying eyes. Alissa left her and joined the drinking game again, leaving Hannah like a decorative piece for everyone to see. And seeing they did. In between their turns at the game they all looked at her and each time Hannah recoiled. Her face continued to burn red, but she would be lying if she said she was not painfully aroused as well.

Hannah had no clue how much time had went by. Every now and then Alissa or Emma came up to her and gave her a few sips of beer and checked up on her a bit. Beer tended to pass right through her so she only took little sips. In between, she could hear people make comments about her now and then. Sometimes they even went as far as obviously pointed at her, which always caused a fresh wave of embarrassment to wash over her. They made comments about her tits, but she couldn't quite make out what they said. It always felt lustful in a way, but definitely shaming her as well. After a while, Emma had come up to her again with another beer.

"You still look a bit nervous. Here, I'll help you down one."

Hannah, against her better instincts, agreed. Emma placed the bottle at her lips and tilted it back, grabbing unto her hair while doing so. Hannah chugged as much as she could, but about a quarter must have dribbled down her chin and unto her tits. Once the bottle was empty, Emma took it away and patted her softly on the cheek.

"Good girl", she smiled seductively.

A little while later, Alissa spoke to her.

"We're going to a party in a bit. You can come if you like. You look good like this. A little wet too."

An invitation was not exactly what she had had in mind. Hannah wanted to get out of her, find her key and go home, and then get herself off like never before. So far she had been lucky she did not actually know any of these people, but this town was only so big and someone at an actual party was bound to recognize her.

"Oh... uh... I don't know about that..." she answered.

"Hey, you've got a few minutes to think about it. In the meantime Emma wanted to have a bit more fun with you before we go."

"Alissa... I..." she had already stepped back.

How does Hannah act

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