They play with a piñata on the party

“Alright, everyone. Thanks for coming, and thanks for the gifts.” Amanda raised her cup at the small congregation of friends gathered for her birthday. “Now, I think it’s time I give you guys something in return. If you can please follow me to the courtyard…”

Amanda stepped out of the dorm and into the courtyard, her friends following her. A furious Evie waited for her under the shade of a tall tree. She was hogtied, her arms and legs bound together behind her back. Her pink nipples dangled below her body as she slowly swiveled left and right.

The rope went a couple more loops around her body to properly distribute her weight before going up and getting tied to a branch, leaving Evie hanging in mid-air. Truth be told, Evie wasn’t as uncomfortable as she expected to be, it was almost like resting on a floating rope hammock. Amanda knew her knots.

No, it was the other part of Amanda’s gift that had her sweating with trepidation. It wasn’t bad enough that she was the unofficial clown of the party. Oh no, it got worse. Evie was naked again, of course, but not completely devoid of cover. All kind of sweets were glued across most of her fair skin. “Now, as I promised, here’s my gift to you. Evie lost another bet, and she agreed to be the party’s piñata!”

“Oh my god, Amanda, you want us to hit Evie with bats?” A scandalized Kim asked. “I knew you girls had a rivalry, but this is too much.”

“What? No! Nothing as barbaric. We’ll use these!” Amanda reached for a bag on the ground and pulled out a gun. “Super soakers! We’ll shoot the candies out of Evie’s body, and she’ll be none worse for the wear!”

“Oh, that sounds better.”

“You kidding? That sounds super fun!”

“I know, right?!” Amanda beamed a smile. “Thanks again at Victoria for the idea,” A blonde girl in the crowd did a little bow. “It was either this or a dunk tank, but boy, those things cost A LOT.”

“But why is she naked?” a clueless brunette asked.

“So that her clothes don’t get wet, duh. Now everyone grab a soaker, aim…!” Like a firing line, the rest of the party lined up in front of the live piñata. Evie too was feeling like a prisoner about to be executed. She closed her eyes and gulped, bracing for impact. “…water!” The line looked at Amanda with confusion. “You know? Cause we are shooting water so- Doesn’t matter. Fire!”

“Eeep, Ack! C-cold!” The barrage hit every inch of Evie’s body, her skin gleaming with a cold veneer of water. She could not move much, but she swiveled left and right in midair, her fingers and toes curving with each shot that successfully found her body.

The super-soakers kept firing, more and more candies dropping under the dangling woman. The partygoers were quick to dash underneath her to pick them up and then return to the firing line before they could get wet too. The typhoon stopped as abruptly as it started. Was it over?

“Ouch, watch where you are aiming!”

“I did!” Victoria replied, picking up the lollypop she dislodged from Evie’s right breast. It was not over, the shooters were now deliberately aiming for the candy instead of just Evie. She even heard them develop a scoring system, with the prizes near her privates worth progressively more points.

Evie’s firm breasts were constantly jiggling like jelly now that they were the most targeted area of the firing squad. It was very annoying, but at least a good chunk of the shots missed and hit her face …which wasn’t that much better, to be honest. To make the competition more interesting, Victoria grabbed Evie’s knees and gave the suspended woman a twirl, making her spin to add difficulty to the game.

“Oh this is fun, but next year I think I’ll have you run around the yard, make it more of a shooting gallery, you know?” Amanda taunted.

“Next year- blub!” A jet hit Evie’s face just as she opened her mouth. “Blah! Next year you’ll be the one naked and dodging water balloons!”

“Ah, cheer up. I gave you a choice between this and naked karaoke, and you said you’d die of shame if you had to sing “I Touch Myself” in public.”

“EEEEEP!” Evie recoiled as a shot hit her straight between her buttocks. “I changed my mind, give me the mic!”

“Too late, darling.”

Amanda took another shot, hitting the Snickers Bar affixed between Evie’s cleavage. Evie shook, her skin covered in goosebumps. She was wet, cold, very miserable, and they hadn’t even gotten half the candy out of her skin yet! It was going to be a long party.