Author: Mythos
Title: High school days (Aftermath)
Universe: Lily
Version: 1
Date: Aug 10, 2019
Word Count: 2300
Keywords: M+f, ff, inc, sm, prost, anal, ws, rim, light scat
Summary: A party has just ended where Lily was the main event.
         Now she's left to reflect upon all the reminders
         covering her body as she makes her way back to Evelyn.

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High school days
(Aftermath)

by Mythos

   Lily awoke in a basement. At least she guessed that's where
she was. Duct tape covered her eyes, as it had since yesterday
evening. Though she remembered being guided down a flight of
stairs, they'd sounded like wooden planks, like cellar stairs.

   She focused on her other senses. The place smelled like a gym
locker in bad need of a cleaning. Lily also smelled cum. No
surprise there. Ropes of it had dried against her face.

   She lay on cold tiles. The only clothes she wore were fishnet
stockings. They felt torn.

   Her wrists had chafed from handcuffs securing her to a
radiator all night. Though her shoulders ached worse.

   Lily wondered, not for the first time, when someone would
come free her. She had no idea how late into the night people
had been fucking her, or for how long she'd slept, but morning
must be soon.

   Someone nearby stirred. So she wasn't alone. It sounded like
they got up from a couch and stumbled around. Whoever it was
approached and knelt over her. He pawed and squeezed her small
breasts. She could smell sweat and beer on him. There was a
rhythmic sound of rubbing skin. He was stroking himself, she
realized, to get himself hard.

   He twisted her around until she was on her stomach. The tiles
felt cold against her skin and breasts.  Her hands remained
above her head, still handcuffed to the radiator. The man
roughly yanked her legs as wide as they would go. Thanks to her
gymnastics, that put her in a full split.

   What the man saw made him grunt.

   A long piece of duct tape started at her tailbone, ran over
her ass and pussy, and part way up her belly. He ripped the
entire strip from her body. Since her panties were in her mouth
and duct tape sealed her lips, Lily's wail was muffled.

   "Sorry," the man mumbled.

   Another layer of duct tape still covered her pussy in a
crisscrossed X, but her ass was clear now. Numerous cigarette
burns surrounded the puckered flesh. More dotted the skin around
her nipples.

   Despite her burns, the man pressed his cock against her
asshole. With countless loads of sperm leaking from her hole, he
had no trouble sliding in.

   That is until the head of his cock bumped against a beer can.
He probed a few fingers into her anus and fished around. She
aided by pushing. Slowly the beer can eased from her hole and
plopped onto the floor. The man lined his cock with her gaping
hole and thrust again, only to hit another beer can.

   "Christ..." he mumbled.

   He fingered her anus again, and she pushed again. This one
too clattered onto the ground.

   "Oh, Goddamn it," he said. Seconds later, Lily could smell
what he was swearing about. The beer cans must be smeared. Not
her fault. It had been over twelve hours since she'd been
allowed to go to the bathroom, discounting the time last night
when they made her squat and urinate into a pitcher. They'd
removed the duct tape from her mouth long enough to make her
swallow it. It had taken a while since her panties were still in
her mouth. She had to let the urine flow through the fabric.

   The man knocked the cans aside and flipped Lily onto her
back. Frustrated, he folded her legs against her chest and
yanked the remaining duct tape from her snatch. She screamed
again. Whatever little pubic hair she had surely just got ripped
out.

   Two golf balls plopped out of her pussy.

   The man grunted in frustration and fingered her in search of
other objects: five more golf balls, and a handful of coins. The
final object in the back came out was the cloth microskirt Lily
had worn at the start of the evening, although now it was wet
and gooey. As soon as that was out, a torrent of cum poured from
her hole.

   Last night, a girl had upturned Lily's crotch and poured cum
into her which she claimed she'd collected from the floor
beneath Lily. Then she'd plugged Lily with her skirt while
talking about how Lily was going to have a lottery baby.

   Disgusted, the man wiped away the cum with a mystery cloth.
It felt like her blouse. Finally, he thrust into her pussy. He
was clumsy, and clearly had no concern for her enjoyment. She
was little more than a toy.

   Lily wrapped her legs around him and pulled him close.

   "Christ. Look at that," someone said. "She still wants it."

   "What a slut," someone else said.

   "Keep it down, will you," said a third.

   "Hey, let's remove the duct tape," said another. "I wanna
give this white bitch a taste of my dick."

   "No, man. Leave it on. You don't want her to see our faces.
You know how old she is?"

   "I'm just going to remove the mouth gag."

   Someone ripped the duct tape off her mouth. She winced.

   "You got something in your mouth? Spit it out."

   No sooner had Lily spat out her panties than a cock pressed
against her lips. They thrust down her throat. Her eyes watered
beneath the duct tape. Saliva dripped down her cheeks.

   "Having fun, white girl?"

   Rhetorical. She couldn't respond.

   "You're pale as a fucking ghost, you know that? What are you?
Norwegian or something?"

   Again, she couldn't respond.

   "Probably Norwegian," he said.

   The man pounding her snatch lasted a few more minutes, then
came inside her. When he staggered off, another cock slid into
her. As a fresh train of men took turns, Lily's mind wandered.
She realized she had no idea what her heritage was. She never
talked with her mom about it, and she'd never known her father.

   Many people wandered around now. It had to be morning.
Someone should be here soon to pick her up. The party would
finally end.

   Another man lifted her legs and thrust into her ass. The
burns around her anus seared in pain. After several thrusts, she
felt smeared waste lubricating his cock. Others complained of
the smell. After he came and pulled out, the next person stabbed
his cock into her pussy.

   For forty minutes, many people had another go. A few more
braved her ass. Several ropes of cum spilled across her belly,
but most came inside her.

   Then someone called out. "Party's over, everybody. Time to
leave."

   Several people exclaimed in response. The person still
thrusting into Lily didn't stop for another minute until he blew
his load, but no one replaced him. She heard several people
clamping up the stairs.

   Someone uncuffed her. After they stood her up, she rubbed her
wrists.

   "Oh Christ," someone said. Something splatted against the
ground.

   "Make her pick it up."

   Someone moved Lily around. "Hey. Put on your clothes."

   She bent down and found her clothes at her feet. Her tank top
was soaked in urine. It clung to her skin after she pulled it
on, and the fabric hurt her aching nipples. Her blouse was dry,
but it's smell told her that people who had fucked her ass had
used it to wipe their cocks. It must have smears she couldn't
see. When she put on her high heel pumps, her toes sank into
pools of cum. The pointed heels no doubt stunk of her ass, but
she didn't check. Her saliva-soaked panties came on last. They
entrapped the remaining cum leaking from her.

   "Come on." They guided her up the stairs. In the kitchen, she
heard people cleaning up. Cups and beer cans were collected.
Garbage bags were filled. Familiar voices were in the other
room. Moments later, someone addressed her.

   "How you doing, kiddo?"

   It was Will, here to pick her up.

   Lily smiled.

   He circled her, no doubt examining her body. "Looks like you
had quite a night," he said. "They break any rules?"

   She indicated her bleeding wrists, then she pulled her
neckline down to expose her breasts, and the burn marks on her
nipples.

   "There was a rule about hurting her."

   "Some chick did that," said one of the guys. "She wasn't with
the frat. We stopped her as soon as we found out."

   "We said no marks. We're keeping the deposit."

   "That's bullshit, man. Just put some hydrogen peroxide on
them and she'll be fine."

   "Those cigarette burns are going to scar her for life. You've
damaged her. It'll affect her resale value."

   No, they wouldn't. Maybe for someone else, cigarette burns
would scar, but not her. Even Evelyn was intrigued by how easily
Lily healed. Good thing too. Evelyn regularly gave her to
clients that hurt her, but no one was rougher on her than Evelyn
herself. Caning scars should be scoring her legs, ass, stomach,
and breasts. Burns, razor cuts, and needle punctures should be
covering her intimate areas, but nothing marred her. Evelyn
liked to say she was made for abuse.

   "You're giving us our deposit back," the frat guy said. "We
hardly touched her. That other girl said we could do a lot worse
to her if we wanted if we were okay with losing the deposit, but
we didn't. They're just some burns."

   "Do we have a problem?" This came from Niko. So he was here
too.

   "Christ. Fine. Keep it."

   "There we go," said Will. "Come on, now." He draped a towel
around Lily and guided her away.

   In the car, Lily removed the duct tape from her eyes.
Sunlight blinded her, but she finally got a look at her own
body.

   The Sharpie marker, right. She remembered feeling people
doodle on her. The words "cum slut" were scrawled on her belly.
"Fuck my holes please" was on her thighs. Numerous arrows
pointed to her crotch. Talley marks covered her body, along with
various slurs, profanity, penises, and other poorly done
drawings. There wasn't a place on her body she could lay her
palm down without touching marker.

   The burns on her nipples and butt had blistered up. They
throbbed. Her breasts were covered in bite marks. Her fishnet
stalking were in shambles. All in all, she didn't look too bad
this time.

   Evelyn greeted them at their apartment door wearing only a
bathrobe.

   "Safe and sound," Will said.

   Evelyn curled her nose up at Lily. "You reek. Take off those
clothes."

   Lily stripped in the stairwell landing, where any neighbor
might see. Naked, she held her soiled clothes in her arms.

   "Go throw them out," Evelyn said, "then wait in my room.
_Don't_ touch my things with that filthy body of yours."

   While Lily scampered inside. Evelyn and Will talked in the
kitchen, probably about the earned money Lily would never see.
After Will left, Evelyn came to her bedroom and laid a towel on
the floor. "Lay down."

   With Lily laying naked, Evelyn inspected her closely. She
pinched Lily's blisters, and dipped her fingers into Lily's used
snatch. Lily spread her legs. But suddenly, Evelyn slapped
Lily's pussy, hard.

   "You let them hurt you," Evelyn said. "You know the rules."

   Lily did. Every rule that was broken was her fault, even if
she was handcuffed and helpless. Also, having sex with anyone
without getting paid was an infraction. That was a frequently
broken rule, especially since Evelyn invited many people to use
her for free.

   Evelyn slapped her crotch again. "You're lucky I won't cane
you. I got a client for you this Thursday, and he wants you
young and virginal." She snorted. "He sure as hell doesn't want
a marked up little tramp with a gaping slut hole. Kneel."

   Lily got onto her knees while Evelyn fetched a small box from
her desk drawer. Inside were two metal balls. "You know what
these are? They're Ben Wa balls." She slipped them into Lily's
pussy. They started sliding out.

   "Hold them in."

   Lily flexed. The balls remained.

   "Good, now keep them in. Maybe if you train with these long
enough you'll tighten up that loose hole enough to pass as a
virgin's. Now. It's Sunday. Homework time."

   Lily worked on the floor beside Evelyn's bed. She was still
nude, and her body was still covered with cum and marker. Evelyn
had her sit on her calfs so she'd have to flex to keep the Ben
Wa balls inside her. After two hours, her vagina was cramping.

   "Finished," Lily said.

   Evelyn glanced over from where she lay on the bed doing her
own work. "Everything?"

   "Yes."

   "Any work you can do ahead of time? I've arranged a busy
schedule for you this week."

   "I did all my math exercises for each day. I finished my book
report, which is due Wednesday."

   "Hmm. Any tests or quizzes?"

   "I have a social studies test on Tuesday, but I already know
everything."

   "So if I quizzed you, you'd get everything right?"

   Nod.

   "So if you take that test and get anything but a 100%, I'll
put you in the box." With her toe, she tapped a foot locker at
the end of the bed. "How would you like to sleep the night in
there? Maybe I'll even put the bedside heater next to it. Get it
nice and toasty."

   Lily looked at the box with unease.

   "So are you sure you've studied enough?" Evelyn asked.

   "I think so."

   "Then get up here. Treat my ass until I'm done." She lifted
the back of her bathrobe, revealing her butt. Lily climbed on
the bed and settled between Evelyn's legs while Evelyn resumed
her own homework.

   Lily paused. "Evelyn?"

   "What?"

   "You're always going to use me like a worthless tramp,
right?"

   "That's right."

   "So why do you care so much if I have good grades?"

   Without looking, Evelyn reached back and grabbed Lily's hair.
She pressed Lily's face between the globes of her ass.