Status Adjustment
Part 8
Bonnie's abrasions turned out to be superficial, just minor scrapes, in fact she
was pretty upbeat right now, even looking forward to her amorous activities
planned with Johnny for this evening.
Tina and Timmie had allowed her to shower and cleanup but demanded that she
remain naked while sitting at the dresser brushing her hair and applying her
make up. While Bonnie was busy doing this, Tina and Timmie were right out side
the door, huddled together and whispering.
"Jesus Tina, where did you get something like that?"
Tina grinned. "I know people and have ways, just never mind, you take this video
cassette and go run you errand."
She handed Timmie the cassette and he went on his way out the door. Tina entered
the bedroom where Bonnie was just finishing her primping.. The blonde looked up.
"Did I hear the door slam?"
"Yeah", Tina said. "Timmie had to run an errand."
Even though Bonnie was deathly afraid of Tina, she felt much better now that
Timmie had left, she had suffered enough sexual abuse from the fucking nerd, she
thought to herself, that little bastard dumping his seed in me like I'm some
kind of garbage disposal, someday I'll pay him back, nobody treats Bonnie Clarke
like that.
"A penny for your thoughts." Tina whispered.
"What?", "Oh I was just thinking, nothing important, what's that you have
there?"
"It's just a little present for you to wear tonight, to Teensters."
Bonnie didn't like the looks of this. "Thanks anyway but I have my accessories
already picked out."
Tina thoroughly enjoyed how she could intimidate the beautiful, much larger
girl. 'Bonnie, don't make me do this the hard way, you won't enjoy it very
much."
"But Tina".......
"Hush up Bonnie, your ours for the whole day, which doesn't end until midnight,
now stand here in front of me."
Bonnie, still naked, stood meekly in front of Tina as ordered.
"That's a good girl Bonnie, now clasp your hands behind your head so that we can
get your arms out of the way." "That a girl, now keep your eyes glued to the
ceiling until I'm finished."
Tina only took a minute or two and then she led Bonnie to a full length mirror.
"Well, what do you think Bonnie?"
"I don't like it very much, what in the hell is it?"
"It's a chastity belt silly, made of light but sturdy metal, can't be removed
without the key and I have it right here."
Tina proudly held a bright, shinny, silver key in her hand.
"You mean that I.....you mean"....
"That's right, no sex for Bonnie until the belt is removed and I have the key."
Tina waved the key back and forth, tantalizing the exasperated young blonde.
"But Tina, you know that I'm supposed to have sex with Johnny tonight, you even
made me promise him that I would fuck is brains out."
Tina smiled. "Well, I guess that's your problem now, isn't it?"
"Look Tina, I can't wear this thing under my jeans, everyone will be able to see
it, now get me out of this."
"Not a problem Bonnie, I have a nice fashionable dress picked out for you, no
one will suspect a thing."
"I just won't go then, Johnny will be expecting to have sex and I can't tell him
the truth about everything that has happened."
"If you don't go Bonnie, I will personally drag you in there on a collar and
leash wearing nothing but the belt."
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"What's the matter Bonnie?", Johnny asked. "You seem stiff out there on the
dance floor, your fidgety in your chair and your mind seems to be a million
miles away."
"I"m OK, nothings wrong."
"I'm glad because I'm really looking forward to our little escapade at the
King's Lodge."
"About that Johnny, I really think maybe another time."
"What the hell is going on?" "Your treating me like a ping pong ball, first
we're on, then we're off, back and forth, back and forth."
Johnny took Bonnie by the arm and pulled her up from the chair.
"Johnny, what are doing?" "You're hurting me."
Johnny dragged her outside to his Range Rover and opened the door.
"Get in."
Bonnie just stood there until Johnny yelled.
"Get your ass in there, right now."
"I'll get in Johnny but we're not having sex tonight."
Johnny drove directly to the motel.
"Look Johnny, I told you that I'm not having sex with you tonight."
"I've already paid for the room." He showed Bonnie the key.
"Well, I'm sorry but you shouldn't have done that."
"You told me that you were going to fuck my brains out tonight, what was I
supposed to think?" "Look, I've paid for the room, let's at least go in and talk
this out."
"I'll go in for awhile and we can hang but you can talk all you want, sex is out
of the question."
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Johnny jumped on the bed as soon as they entered the motel room but Bonnie
headed straight for the couch, Johnny patted the bed a couple of times with the
palm of his hand.
"Come on hon, join me."
Bonnie shook her head no. Johnny immediately got off the bed, grabbed Bonnie by
both shoulders and pulled her until they were chest to chest, face to face.
"That dress is coming off your bod, one way or another, which will it be?"
Tears sprang to Bonnie's baby-blues.
"Johnny, I know you wouldn't treat me this way, please take me home."
"Looks like I'm going to have to take it off you."
Bonnie could see that he was serious.
"No, wait I'll take it off but first let me explain."
"I've heard enough of you crap, just take off the fucking dress."
Tears now streaked her cheeks as she pulled the dress up over her head in one
fluid motion. Bonnie was now standing there in a white cotton bra, matching
white pumps and a metal contraption around her waist and over her pelvis area.
Johnny started to laugh hysterically.
"What the fuck is that?"
Bonnie was too busy fighting back sobs to answer when suddenly there was a knock
on the door. Bonnie froze, Johnny smiled and opened the door. In single file, in
walked Art, one of Johnny's long time friends, Linda and Yvonne.
"What the hell are they doing here?" Bonnie screamed,
Before she could utter another sound, she was attacked by the two girls, using
equipment from a small bag that they had carried in, they quickly had her wrists
tied behind her back, tied at the ankles and a blue ballgag in her mouth. Lying
on her back, on the bed, her head propped up on a pillow, Bonnie screamed
muffled profanities into her gag until the video cassette began to play on the
television scream. Bonnie was the star of the tape, shown sucking some unknown
person's cock, fucking some unknown person, lying naked and posing on a rug,
wearing nothing but a chastity belt.
"This is an edited version of the tape that was given to me this afternoon",
Johnny told the others." "The way I see it." He went on. "Is that this is our
chance to get back at the biggest, meanest, most self serving bitch that any of
us have ever known."
They all look towards the beautiful struggling blonde on the bed, the one making
the unintelligible mumbling sounds.
"Now back to the business at hand, no matter what we do to her, she really
doesn't have an out, even if she tells someone what we do to her, we always have
the video tape to show that we were all mixed up in some kinky games, including
her and she is of age, so we don't have to worry about that and we can kind of
let her off easy, maybe use her every other weekend or something like that, if
she doesn't show, then copies of the tape get passed around school and other
places."
They all agreed that it was a good plan and that the queen could stand a lesson
or two in humility, not really knowing the full extent of her severe lessons
already given at the hands of Tina and Timmie. Art told them about the warehouse
that his father rents and seldom uses and all agreed that that would be the
ideal location to conduct her lessons. Art started to say something else and
then stopped but Johnny picked up on it.
"What were you about to say Art?"
"I guess nothing."
"Come on, spit it out, we're all friends here."
"Well, what about tonight, I've always dreamed of fucking her, she's so
gorgeous, but you being a friend and all I never let you know how I much I
really wanted her."
Johnny laughed. "The nights almost over Art, no time to take her to the
warehouse and besides Tina has the key to the belt covering her pussy and won't
give it up until tomorrow, Tina wants her to have to sneak in the house with
that thing on."
Art had a certain gleam in his eye.
"What now." Johnny asked.
"What if that contraption she's wearing leaves her rear entrance open?"
Linda and Yvonne giggled and then Yvonne quipped. "Bet she would like that."
"You old dog." Johnny said, "Why not have a look see?"
