Surprisingly Well

I looked over at the two girls, practically glued together, getting fucked on a lunch table at school. The admittedly weird reality explains the mortified expression both girls wear, but otherwise, they're clearly putting in lots of effort to make sure the crowd of men surrounding them cum quickly. After all, neither of them wants to be there, and the faster it's over, the sooner they can both recover in peace. I leave them to their fun to find myself a new victim, with Julie tailing close behind.

After walking the halls for just a few minutes, I found the perfect victim; Avery Bowie, a tomboy known for being fairly rebellious, was being mocked by Jessica Thorpe, the school's stereotypical prom queen. Both girls were fairly attractive, with Avery sporting C-cups on her admittedly man-like frame. Jessica, however, looked as if she'd been sculpted from Marble; her face was quite pretty even without makeup, her blonde hair often reminded me of flowing golden silk, her wide hips and large chest giving her an hourglass figure that almost every guy in school dreamed about. She had a genuinely perfect life. She was pretty, popular, came from money, and because of all that, hardly ever got in trouble, even when she was openly bullying another student such as Avery. She needed to learn the meaning of justice, and who better to teach her than me?

I strutted over to Jessica, mid-mocking. "...seriously, a tattoo? God, what a mistake you are. Seriously, it looks so ugly on you. Honestly, all tattoos are ugly. Ugh. I don't understand why anyone would get one." I looked over at Julie, who'd already started fishing in her bag for her equipment. I smirk, glad that she's already catching onto my rhythm.

"Hey, Jessica!" Instantly, she turns to face me, confused why anyone would address her with such disrespect. "If you think tattoos are so ugly, why don't we give you some? Take off all of your clothes and stand still." Instantly, Jessica begins removing her clothing, despite her worried expression betraying her body's movements. Avery, shocked by Jessica's undressing, takes the opportunity to try and slink away, but I catch her just in time. "Avery," my voice rattles her to the core, so much she jumps in place before meeting my gaze. "Stay and watch Jessica's punishment." Immediately, she freezes in place, her eyes transfixed on the beautiful blonde's nervous actions.

Julie, already holding her needle, has crept up to the almost-undressed Jessica. As she stands in front of her, Julie begins eyeing up Jessica's body, seeing where she could put tattoos and how she could humiliate her the most. As she considers what to put and where, I walk up next to Julie and whisper into her ear, "Give her lots of slutty and whorish tattoos. I want her to look like a walking billboard for sex. Oh, and make sure you get her face too." Jessica must've heard that last part, because as soon as I looked up at her, she began crying quite heavily. Tears began streaming down her face, making her expensive makeup start to run.