Gets you set up

You feel the chain biting into the soft flesh of your neck, like ham that’s been wrapped up in the butchers shop and the wetness of your cunt only increases, flowing down your inner thigh as you are dragged after the gorgeous perfect ass of the head cheerleader. You are meat to her, meat to be bullied. Biting your lip in anticipation, a pang of nervousness runs through your body as the families smell of bad food and the noise of too many bodies packed into too small a space grows stronger.

Emily is taking you towards the canteen, a full body shudder runs down your spine and some of the awful slop that has been spat on you slides down into your mouth and over your lips. Without a seconds hesitation, your tongue darts out and licks the spittle up, savouring how cold and thick it is. Two of the people in the crowd run ahead and hold the double doors of the canteen open, allowing easy access as Emily drags your naked body over the threshold into the middle of the canteen, it’s not as busy yet as it would be but there are still four dozen students and teachers in here at least. Miss Watkins, your English teacher and honestly one of the only teachers at school you actually like looks like, she’s about to step forward and say something but seems to stop mid-step. An expression of confusion runs over her pretty face before she drops her eyes to the floor and turns away.

The tugging on the chain around your neck becomes harder and you see Emily looking back at you coldly, she stands next to one of the canteen tables which has had the people who were sitting there cleared off it by the look of the splatters of food left by those who were made to move by the head cheerleader.

“Get up on the table here Piggy, I think it’s time the whole school saw what use Piggy’s are, and it’s certainly not for looking at!”

The crowd behind you cheers, several of those other students you would consider friends have joined the crowd now and are cheering along with everyone else. Tears form in your eyes but your cunt pulses in time with the cheers, this is everything you could have wished for and more. You are pulled roughly up onto the table and made to wait on your hands and knees whilst you are positioned, a stool put in front of you on the floor and it’s not hard to see what’s going to happen next.