Party time!

Julie called round to Ashley’s house about 7 that evening. “Julie you’re going to have to change that outfit. You’re far too conservative. You know what “he” likes now be good and wear it. Here take this tshirt of mine and this skirt. And don’t wear a bra”

“But they’re far too tight. My nipples show. The Tshirt leaves my navel bare. The skirt’s too short.”

“So?”

“Well I look like a slut”

"So? What’s a girl who licks out her best friend gets tittie fucked by her boyfriend then gives a blow job to someone she hardly knows and all on camera too. Look don’t argue with me do it or you’ll be in more trouble and so will I”

“Ashley how can you say that?” You’re my best friend”

“Duh its true isn’t it you did all those things. You called me a slut for fucking one guy so what are you?”

Cowed and humiliated Julie changed in time for Derek Jones to pick them up. Melinda was with him.

“You look hot tonight girls,” he said

“Well you dumped me for that slutty ho” whispered Ashley in Derek's ear as he held the car door open for her.

Just before they arrived at Peter Young’s place a thunderstorm erupted and sheets of rain poured. Melinda grabbed the only umbrella and raced from Derek's car the 100 yards or so between where Derek had been **** to park and their destination. Ashley and Julie were less fortunate and arrived at the front door soaked with their already skimpy t-shirts clinging to their skin. Their breasts, heaving after the dash to the cover of the house were very obvious.

Peter Young whistled “Nice tits girls but I reckon you want something dry to wear. I got some shirts that will do” Ignoring protests that the shirts revealed too much he insisted that Ashley and Julie wear them. The shirts covered their asses and pussies but not much more. Julie was ashamed and flushed red

“I thought you’d be cold after being in the rain but I guess I was wrong. Have a drink to cool down,” said Peter Young as the girls came back to the living room.

“What’s in it?” muttered Julie nervously

“Don’t mind that just drink it” hissed Derek

“This is going to be last night only worse” thought Julie as she drank the heavily spiked punch

And so it seemed for the first hour. Once more Julie and to a lessor extent Ashley were plied with drink, once more both girls danced, got heated, and sexually excited but the difference was this time the men were far more blatant. Before long men were undoing the buttons on the shirts the girls were wearing so that their breasts were exposed and men were groping inside, playing with each girls nipples.

At first Julie had tried to stop this, she had said, “Don’t do that” to the man who had begun unbuttoning the shirt and when he continued had slapped his face.

At this Derek had come over to her “Don’t you do that to my friends you slut unless you want a tape to go to your parents so they can see just what you get up to. Now you let him do what he wants save he can’t fuck you that’s for me to do later”

Julie reddened and opened her mouth but before she got a word out Derek hissed “Do it or that tape goes to your parents tonight” he grabbed her arm bending it behind her back forcing Julie to bend forward. The shirt gaped open. “That’s right show off your good points sweetie” Said Derek loudly.

Whether it was the drink, Derek’s roughness or some other reason, Julie changed. She found she liked the thrill of fear and being ordered, of having someone else controlling her body. She returned to the man, taking his hand and sliding it in holding it on her breast.

“Lil slut learned her lesson” smiled the man kneading her breast till her nipples hardened. The dance ended and both Ashley and Julie soon found they had new partners both of them keen to fondle and grope. Just as she had last night, to her horror Julie began to like being mauled. Despite her knowing it was wrong she found her body respond, her juices flowing.

A while later while “dancing” with Peter Young who had one hand stroking her breast another squeezing her ass, she looked round to see Derek with his hands up Melinda’s top mashing her breasts and Ashley sitting on a stranger’s knee the shirt she was wearing half unbuttoned the man sucking on her tit his hand buried between her thighs. The dance ended and Peter Young said, “well and this is Jason’s girlfriend Julie Robbins. Who would have thought it? Well its time for you to do something else now. Ever tried some dope?”

Julie flinched “No and I’m not going to”

“Why not you might like it. Ask Derek he does and likes it” He called out to Derek “Your guest needs to relax. I suggest some dope and she gets all angry”

Derek looked at Julie “Try some or…”

Flustered worried and upset Julie sat down on a chair and was handed a joint. She took a small puff and shuddered. Melinda and Derek grabbed some food – pizza was about all that was there- and some drink and the two came and sat one on each side of Julie. Melinda rubbed her hand along Julie’s thigh. “You know we have seen the video don’t you?”

Julie gulped and nodded wondering what was next.

Derek slipped his hand down Julie’s front through the part opened shirt. His other hand started to unbutton the few remaining buttons. “We think a talented slut like you might help the two of us out”

Julie gasped “No I’m no slut and no I wont”

“Julie Julie remember what did you do last night and then can you honestly tell me you’re not a slut” whispered Melinda

“Julie remember we have a tape” chimed in Derek “Now I think you’ll come with us” He stood and both he and Melinda grabbed one of Julie’s hands and led her down the hall to an empty bedroom. Melinda closed the door.