Sore and in her bedroom?

Sunlight peered from the blinds hitting Jordan in the face. She tossed over, opening her eyes. Her head throbbed... so did the rest of her. Every place she could think of was aching. She shut her eyes closed but she couldn't fall back asleep. The aches were too bold. She sat up looking around seeing... her room? When did she get in her room?

Jordan's head ached as she got hit with a memory. She vaguely remembered Jason driving her home and carrying her up to her room.

She groaned "oh no... He thinks I'm a bumbling drunk now for sure!" She tore her sheets off herself, hearing a rubbery sound coming from the swipe of the cloth. She looked down at herself to see that she was wearing a bright pink latex mini skirt with a matching pink latex top that came just below the nipple.

"What the fuck?" Jordan looked in confusion. Her head rang out again, getting hit with a second memory. She remembered losing her panties shortly after tripping. After groping her for awhile, someone pulled the outfit out of what was a secret stash Troy had in his room. She sat up, planting her feet on the floor. Still bare. She felt so great that they could supply such an outfit but no footwear. She sat for a moment, reflecting the best she could on her outfit. The latex top was tight, putting pressure on her chest. Throbbing her nipples. In a sharp acknowledge her ass was screaming she stood up.

The skirt didn't go past her ass, in fact it dipped down in the front to just barely cover her pussy. Her ass was completely exposed. She looked behind her to inspect her ass. It was a bright bright red. She felt sore everywhere below the belt. Her head throbbed again remembering the acts brought upon her. Vague visions hands striking her backside as she laid limp over peoples laps as well as many foreign objects being shoved each of her holes. Beer bottles, dildos, fingers all invading her mouth, pussy and ass. She groaned and looked back at her ass

"I'm such a whore..." Jordan kept looking at her sore backside, peaking just out of the band of the shiny pink skirt. It looked like a black smudges. Jordan stood in front of her full body mirror, turned around and slid down the skirt. It was stuck to her, but after a good few tugs it went to the floor. Jordan gasped. It wasn't smudges, it was a tramp stamp. A poorly written tattoo, an inch above the end of her ass crack, that read "Spank Me!" She tried to rub it, hoping for it to smudge and it just be marker. She winced in pain, it was still raw. It was too real.

"I guess no low rise jeans for now on." Jordan scratched her head, she couldn't even recall any memory getting the tattoo.

Jordan paced her bedroom in her bottomless state. Her slender frame and pale skin made her bright pink top pop. She rubbed her chest and was met with a spike of pain. She took a deep breathe. She desperately needed a shower, she felt gross. She needed a reset from the harsh realities surrounding her. She tore off the top, which was also stuck to her, the motion of pulling up sent waves of pain into her nipples, with one giant yank she managed to get the garment off. She tossed it down on the floor, she went to the mirror again and gasped again.

"Shit." Jordan looked at her chest, she had two brand new nipple piercings. That was what was killing her chest. She was stunned, she couldn't remember when or how she got this. She shook her head, she grabbed a towel hanging from her door and walked into her bathroom. Her shower was nice but the hot water hitting any part of raw skin burned. Jordan got out of the shower and walked back to her room still wet from the shower.

When she got into her room and shut the door. Her phone on her nightstand went off. Jordan's head beamed to it. She let out a sigh of relief, she still had her phone. She grabbed it to see what notification she got, it was from an unsaved number.

"The picture has been deleted, thanks for supplying the entertainment ;)" Jordan scratched her head and than remembered how the whole night started, that damn girl snapping a photo of her in the Uber. Jordan fell onto her bed, adjusting to her side to not disturb her red ass. She was just glad it was all over.