The Nightmare Begins.

Very early the next morning the cell door opened and two officers she hadn't seen before stood in her cell.

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty..... you have a big day ahead of you" One of the officers said and the other one laughed.

Debbie got up.

"Turn arond and put your hands behind your back."

Debbie did as instructed and the officer cuffed her hands behind her back.

As they walked outside towards the policecar one of the officers looked up into the air "Well aren't you a lucky girl..... It looks like the weather will be fantasti today, so you get to enjoy the sun."

The other officer laughed "But I guess the nice weather will bring a lot of people to the square."

Debbie had never thought about this, the good weather probably attracted more people to the square, so today she would have prefered rain instead of sunshine.

Debbie tried to plead with the officers "Please sirs, you have to do something......I'm innocent."

The officers started laughing "If I had a dollar for every time some criminal told me he was innocent, I would be a millionare by now."

"Now shut up and let us enjoy the drive in silence."

Debbie felt new tears run down her cheeks.

The drive to punishment square took 10 minutes and they drove in silence. It was just before dawn when they reached punishment square. Although it was early there was already a few people sitting on some of the benches that was spread across the square. It all looked like old people to Debbie and she thought to herself that it was probably some people who did not have anything else to do in their life.

The door opened and one of the officers pulled me from the car. The other officer came around and grabbed my other arm. Together they led me towards the stage. There was several men whisteling at her as she was led towards the stage.

Debbie was not a model but she was beautiful, she was what somepeople would describe as an american beauty with her pretty face, long blonde hair, petite ass and large natural breasts.

As they came onto the stage Debbie stopped. This was the first time she saw the pillory that was going to be her prison for the whole day.

Debbie's eyes moved down to the wooden board with three half circles below her, two small ones on either side and a larger one in the middle. Perpendicular and to her left, another board with the same half circles stood tall.

One of the officers pulled Debbie's face toward him, bringing pain to her jaw. "Now don't fight us on this," he said gruffly. "It will be a lot easier on you if you do as you are told. The other officer turned Debbie to face the lower bar and pressed on her back to move her into place. Debbie heard a squeak as the upper piece was brought down locking her into place.

Debbie's first thought was that the pillory was too low. Was it supposed to be like this? At that moment it all became real. Her arms and back ached almost immediately and she shifted around trying to find some relief. There was none to be found.

"Someone will be back for you after dusk," said one of the officers and then they walked off.

It wasn't until now that the reality hit Debbie, she was on her own now and at the mercy of anybody coming by the square today. This was not a bad dream it was real and it was happening.

Debbie cried as she saw the police car drive away, not that she expected them to protect her, but at least she would not have been totally on her own.

A few of the old men came over to Debbie's pillory and looked at he commenting on what a fine piece of meat she was, they also looked at the sign next to her. Debbie knew that this sign told everybody what she had been convicted of.

"So you are one of those potheads?" one of the old men said. Debbie tried to tell him that she was innocent, but he spat in her face and said "Don't lie to me.... just take yur punishment." Then he walked off.

Another old man came over and slapped her hard across the face, telling her to stay away from ****. This surprised Debbie, because when she had seen people being punished in the pillory the crowd were not able to touch them physicaly and Debbie had forgotten that things had changed since her last visit to punishment square.

The morning was actually pretty slow and despite the pain she felt in her back and neck, Debbie started thinking that this was actually durable. Also two other prisoners had arrived to punishment square and althoug they were in the fenced area they seemed to be attracting more attention from the crowd. They were actually a couple, who had meen convicted on spying for the "Blue" and since the wounds of the war was still fresh the anger of the people in the square was mostly directed towards the couple.

Then all of a sudden, Debbie's heart skipped a beat as she heard a voice she recognized.

"You see I wasn't lying when I told you she would be here today."

Then Debbie heard some people laughing, others whisteling and sombody say "No shit, I can't believe this is real."

The first voice Debbie had recognized belonged to Samantha, probably the last person Debbie wanted to see here today.

Debbie turned her head towards the voices and saw that the other voices belonged to Samantha's small possy. Apart from Samantha there were Lisa, Ben, and John. They were all attending the same school as Debbie.

Debbie really hated Samantha, they had been rivals all through school and they competed in everything. But Debbie also knew if she hated Samantha it was nothing compared to how much Samantha hated Debbie ever since Tyler broke up with her and she blamed Debbie for the breakup.

Samantha was jumping around with joy, like a little girl.

"I told you she would be here, but you guys didn't believe me."

"And the best thing is that she will be here, the whole day..... aren't you glad that I talked you into skipping school today?"

The small group all smiled and nodded their heads.

Sam had been carrying two baskets that was now standing on the ground close to the stage.

"You know why don't you guys set up a nice picnic area here, while I go talk to Debs.... I have some blankets, drinks and snacks in the big basket."

Sam made her way onto the stage while her friends set up the picnic area.

"Hi Debs, how is it hanging?" Sam asked.

"Please Sam, help me..... I'm innocent."

Sam started laughing "No Debs, you are far from innocent."

Then Sam bend down close to Debbie and almost whispered "I know you are not a drugdealer, because I planted the **** in your locker and called the cops."

Debbie looked at her in disbelief and was just about to say something, but then Sam slapped her and said.

"Shut up bitch, nobody wants to hear what you have to say and I'm not finished.....I wanted to teach you a lesson and with the amount of **** I planted you were supposed to be put in the fenced part of the square, but I fogot about how crimes comitted on school grounds increases the punishment.....UPS" Then she made a face like you are trying to act sorry without actually being sorry.

"So when my dad told me that you had to spend the whole day in the playround, I actually felt sorry for you." Sam noticed the puzzled look on Debbie's face.

"Oh yeah I sometimes forget how slow you are..... My dad is the judge who sentenced you.... He is also the person who taught me about how many **** you can have in your possesion without getting a severe punishment, but I fogot the part about schoolgrounds... My bad." Again she made this face of being sorry without actually being sorry.

"Yeah so I was feeling sorry for you, but then I remembered how much pain you put me through with

Tyler and I couldn't wait to come and see you today."

Debbie could not believe what Sam had just told her, she had been set up on purpose by the person she hated most in this world.

Sam took a permanent marker and went over to the sign next to Debbie and wrote SLUT + Homewrecker on the board.

"You see, now that is corrected."

Sam went back to her group of friends.

When Debbie looked at the picknic area that they had set up, it was clear that they were not planning on leaving anytime soon. In fact it looked like they were planning on staying the whole day.

They sat down and started eating some fruit and drinking some lemonade, like this was just a regular day in the park. They were talking and laughing, Debbie noticed however, that especially the boys kept on stealing glances at her as if they couldn't take their eyes off the helpless girl.

The group were in no hurry, in fact it seemed like they wanted to drag it out so that Debbie could become even more nervous about their presence.

The Sam said to the others "I think the slut are feeling all alone, lets go have a talk with her." They all got up and walked over to the pillory.

They walked around her and looked her over.

"It looks pretty painful standing in that position all day." Lisa said.

"How about it slut, is it painful?" Sam asked.

Debbie looked at Sam and answered "Yes, it is painful"

"Well then I guess you have a long day ahead of you" Sam laughed.

"How long have you been standing here?" John asked.

"Since dawn" Debbie said.

"So three hours..... I have to say that from the way you look, the people have really been kind to you...... Normally when a prisoner have been in the pillory for three hours they are alredy very messy." Lisa said.

"I was thinking the exact same thing...... being put in the pillory is supposed to be a punishment so that the prisoner learns a lesson." Sam said.

"I think it is our duty as members of the public to punish the prisoner so that she learns never to commit a crime again." Lisa said and they all agreed.

Debbie started sobbing "Please just leave me alone.... I haven't done anything wrong."

"You see.... the prisoner haven't learned anything yet.... she doesn't even accept that she has broken the law." Sam said.

"So where do we start?" Lisa asked.

"I don't know about you guys, but I have always dreamed of seeing her big tits." Ben said.

John laughed "I always knew you were a tits man."

Debbie on the other hand was shocked, she had heard stories of people being undressed while they were stuck at the pillory, but she always thought it was lies. But now people she knew very well was talking about removing her shirt.

"Well what are you waiting for? You are the one with the fantasy, so you should be the one to remove her shirt." Sam said.

"Please don't" Debbie started begging as Ben stepped closer.

Ben noticed that his hands were actually shaking, he knew that what he was about to do was wrong, but he also knew that this was probably his only chance to see Debbie Richardsons big tits.

Debbie felt Ben start to unbutton her shirt and she kept on begging him not to, although deep down she knew her plea was futile.

Debbie could feel her tears run down her cheeks and her face turning red in embarrasment as Ben unbuttoned her shirt. Soon Ben had undone the last button and Debbies shirt was hanging loosly around her upper body.

"How do we get the shirt of her body, when her hands and head are stuck in the pillory?" John asked.

"Don't worry, I come prepared." And then Sam handed Ben a pair of scissors.

"I guess you will have to cut it off her body." Sam said.

Ben took the scissors and looked at it for a moment, it felt wrong cutting Debbie's shirt into pieces, but he had not gone this far without seeing the tits that he had been fantasizing about so many times.

With Debbie screaming for him to stop, Ben started cutting the shirt off Debbie's body. It didn't take long for Ben to cut through the thin fabric and soon Demmie was standing bend over without shirt on her upper body.

"Wow will you look at those big tits, they are even bigger than I imagined" John said.

"It's probably just the gravity pulling those big udders towards the ground" Lisa laughed.

"It is hard to say.... Ben why don't you cut off that bra, it isn't hiding much anyway." Sam said.

Ben did not need to be told twice, he brought the scissors to the bra and cut through the straps, soon the bra joined Debbie's shirt on the ground.

"You see, now we can see them much better" Sam said.

"Ben you did all the hard work, why don't you go ahead and have a feel?" Lisa said.

Ben smiled as he reached under Debbie and touched her breasts. Debbie tried to pull away, but she couldn't move much and her attempt only made the group laugh.

"It doesn't seem like she like your touch, Ben.....Normally she loves showing off those big melons to all the boys." Sam said

Ben acted like he was hurt and squeezed Debbie's right breast hard and said "Is that right bitch, am I not good enough for you?" Debbie let out a small cry as her right breast was being squeezed, but did not answere Ben's question.

John came closer and started playing with the other breast.

"Why is it that boys are so facinated by a womans breasts?" Lisa asked.

Both guys smiled.

"They are fun playing with" Ben said.

Then he twisted the nipple and Debbie cried out again.

"You know the way you are pulling on her tits reminds me of a farmer milking a cow...... Are you a cow, Debs?" Sam asked.

Debbie did not answere.

"Guys twist her nipples."

Both boys twisted a nipple and Debbie cried out in pain.

"I asked you a question..... Are you a cow, Debs?"

"No" almost shouted Debbie.

"I think you are wrong, you just don't know it yet."

Samantha put her hand into her pocket and pulled out her mobile phone.

"Tell you what, If you look into my camera and say, Please milk my big fat cow udders, followed by a loud MOOH, I promise that I will not remove your pants." Samantha said.

Debbie looked at Samantha in disbelief, she could not be serious.

"Well, what is it going to be? are you going to make a small video or am I going to remove your pants?"

Debbie could feel her face burning with anger. It was still before noon and now this bitch asked her to humiliate herself on camera or spend the rest of the day without pants. This dy was turning out to be a true nightmare.

"I guess it is off with the pants" Sam said.

Debbie felt her heart stop as Sam walked towards her. "No, stop..... I will make the movie."

Sam smiled "Good choice." Then she hound the right angle and held up her phone "And action" she said.

Debbie took a deep breath and the she said "Please milk my big fat cow udders..... MOOH"

"No stop...... You are not looking into the camera" Sam said "You have to do it again and remember to look into the camera."

Debbie raised her head and looked into the camera.

"And action" Sam said.

Debbie kept looking into the camera and said "Please milk my big fat cow udders.... MOOH"

Samantha kept on filming.

"Perfect..... You see, you really are a cow." Sam laughed.

"Well guys, milk the cow."

The guys snickered as they pulled down on Debbies breasts as if they were trying to milk her. The boys were quite rough and Debbie couldn't help but yelp in pain as her breasts were pulled.

"Too bad we are not allowed to permanently scar her..... I would have loved to se some big nipplerings in those milksacks" Lisa said.

"I don't see any milk..... try and squeeze harder." Sam said.

The two boys smiled a sadistic smile and started pulling even harder on Debbie's breasts, enjoying the cries of pain that came from Debbie.

"And you cow.... let's here you MOOH."

When Debbie didn't follow instructions immediately, Sam bend down close to Debbie's face and added "If I were in your shoes, I would do my very best to keep us all happy..... Now start MOOHING COW"

Sam stepped back and once again she pointed the camera at Debbie.

"MOOH"

"MOOH"

Debbie felt utterly humiliated while the group laughed at her attempt to sound like a cow.

"Keep going..... You can hear she likes it." Lisa encouraged the two boys.

Debbie felt the tears of humiliation roll down her cheeks.

"You know I grew up in the countryside and I learned that it is important for the milkproduction the the cow's eat right." Lisa said.

Then she walked away from the stage and came back holding a handfull of grass.

"Have something to eat." she said as she held the grass right in front of Debbie's face.

Debbie tried to ignore her, but Lisa would have none of it. "I said eat."

Sam came in close with her camera as Debbie took a bit and started chewing on the grass.

It tasted awfull, but Lisa kept on forcing her to eat more and more.

After what seemed like hours, the boys finally stopped their **** on Debbie's breasts.

"I really got some great videos." Sam said. "I will share them with all of you later."

Debbie could only imagine how she looked on the video locked in the pillory, acting like a cow, while two boys from her school pulled on her breasts. And she was sure that none of her tormentors would think twice about showing the video to other students at her school.... her life was over.

Her screaming had caught the interest of some of the other people at punishment square, and Debbie could see that quite a lot of people had gathered around pillory she was locked in. They were talking among themselves about what was happening on the stage and there was a lot of comments about her body.