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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Erotica · #2158877

A woman finds herself wedgied and humiliated by the people in her life.

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Chapter #10

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    by: BimboFuta Author IconMail Icon
Jazmin slammed her hand against her alarm clock, grunting softly as she was finally allowed to remove the bra-connection wedgie the girls had put her into. She sat up in her bed, still in the yellow unicorn panties and matching bra, waiting for Cindy to come in and give her outfit to her.

Jazmin left her room wearing a pair of white panties reading "Wedgie Bitch" across her butt, a white bra, and a green crop top. "Isn't mom going to get mad at the language on these?" Jazmin whispered to Cindy, who shook her head, "Please, as long as you're being 'punished', I don't think mom will care."

Unfortunately for Jazmin, Cindy was right. The rest of her morning was spent in the humbling panties until she was allowed to put on a pair of leggings. Jazmin was thankful to once again have a somewhat not embarrassing piece of clothing and hurriedly put it on and got into her car before Cindy could change her mind.

As she parked her car, she got a text from Cindy: "Hey sis! I want a new phone." "Okay? Why tell me about it? Ask mom." "I'm telling you because you're going to pay for it!" "What? Cindy, outfits I can handle, I'm not paying $500 for you. Use your own money." "That's not what I meant, silly! Meet me and Brook in the 300 hallway bathroom during first hour. Don't be late ;)" Jazmin got nervous quickly, but knew that she had no choice.

"Are you serious?!" She exclaimed. Before her in the bathroom, next to the stalls, was a large box with a sizeable hole cut in the middle of it, just a bit above waist height. Above the hole read: "Wedgie rodeo! To wedgie the mystery girl, $5! To spank the mystery girl, $15 (10 spanks per cheek per payment)! If you can make her squeak, get one more try for free!" Jazmin crossed her arms, "I am not going in there. I'm not going to be the mystery girl." She gasped, "Cindy is this why you put me in 'Wedgie Bitch' panties?" Cindy giggled, "I dunno. Maybe." Brook smirked, "Look Jazmin, just get in, or we'll pants you and push you out there for everyone to see. At least this way your secret is safe. We'll be here all day, don't worry, no one is going to find out who's in there." Jazmin remained adamant, "There is no way that I'm going to do such a humiliating thing!"

"Ooh, our first customer!" Jazmin heard Cindy's muffled voice from outside the box. She sighed to herself, keeping her legs spread as she was ordered to do. And if she tried to pull them together even a little bit, she felt a sharp sting on her rear end as the girls spanked her. The voice Jazmin heard next obviously belonged to the cheerleader Kayla. "Wow girls! How'd you manage this? And where's Jazmin? I'm sure she'd love to get in on this!" "Oh, Jazmin's sick today. We think she ate something bad." "Well, that's fine. More for me then!" Kayla smirked.

Jazmin tried to brace herself, but she was still unprepared for the embarrassing panties to shoot up into the sky, taking her hips with them, bouncing her feet off the ground, making her red butt shake around, gasping softly. "Well, looks like you didn't quite get her to squeal. Wanna try again for another five?" Brook smiled. "Oh hell yeah I do!" Jazmin felt a hand grab her butt, "I'll get you to squeal, wedgie bitch, don't worry." Jazmin gulped right before she felt the panties shoot back up, again her feet lifting off the ground, but this time not coming back down, instead bouncing up and down for a few seconds. The surprise, embarrassment, and pain of the bouncing wedgie was just enough to force a high-pitched squeak out of Jazmin. "Ding ding ding! Go again for free!" Cindy said with a big smile. Kayla, without a word yanked up on the panties again, fiercely wedgieing Jazmin before letting her drop down, Brook picking the wedgie for her.

"Thanks for stopping by!" Kayla smiled as she left the bathroom, "Oh I'll be back. With the entire cheer squad." Jazmin's eyes went wide as she heard the bathroom door close. Before she had a chance to safely discuss it with the girls, the door opened again. "Oh, hey there Avery!" Brook smiled. Avery was a brunette girl with a nice figure, but a massive bubble butt, which often meant being pantsed and given a few spanks in the hallway. So, naturally, Jazmin wasn't very surprised when she heard, "Ooh, 30 bucks? Thank you!" Jazmin bit her lip as she felt the first few stinging slaps against her bottom, but just barely couldn't hold it in on the last ones, and let out another yelp. "10 more spanks per cheek! You're a natural!" Cindy smiled. Jazmin merely tried her hardest to remain in place for the rest of the spankings, thankful when they were over. "Man, she's got a big butt whoever she is." Avery smiled, grabbing Jazmin's bottom as she spoke. "I'm definitely coming back during lunch."

Cindy and Brook giggled as Avery left. "Guys, you're gonna keep me in here all day? Come on! This is humiliating, even if they don't know who I am!" Brook spanked Jazmin once, "Quiet! We're keeping your secret, just like we agreed. We just want some spending money, and this is an easy way to get it." Cindy and Brook talked for awhile before they both gasped, "Oh, hey Brielle! Fancy seeing you in here!" Cindy could barely contain her laughter. "Oh, shut up." Brielle replied, promptly yanking Cindy's light blue panties out of her jeans and hanging her on a stall. "Wow, nice butt." Brielle laughed, spanking Jazmin once. "Almost as big as yours." Cindy smiled. Jazmin heard footsteps, then Cindy saying, "Brielle I'm sorry it was just a-" and then Jazmin smiled widely as she heard a flush. "I'll take a wedgie for free. Unless you want a swirly, too?" Brook shook her head, stepping away from Jazmin.

Jazmin tried to prepare herself, when Brielle yanked her panties up and forwards, she immediately let out an embarrassing screech. "God, she really knows how to wedgie!" Jazmin thought to herself. "Squeal means I get to go again." Brielle smirked. The process repeated at least five times, Brielle giving Jazmin a huge squeak-inducing wedgie, and going again for free. After a few minutes, Brielle left, "Great thing you guys have going on here! Tell me how it works out." She smirked, opening the bathroom door. "Brook could you get me down?" Cindy whined.

Similar activity ensued for the first part of the day, until Kayla made good on her promise. Jazmin heard the bathroom door open, and a lot of footsteps belonging to the entire cheer team come in. "Hey girls." Kayla smirked. "Brielle's been giving me a bit of a rough day, so I think all of us are gonna have a few gos at it for free, okay?" Cindy nodded but Brook shook her head, "Come on guys, it's just five dollars, it's not that much!" The cheerleaders giggled as they all stepped towards the box.

"Owie!" Brook whined as the third cheerleader in a row gave her a spanking. Cindy just moaned, as they had given her a frontal wedgie and made her hold it in with her teeth, now stretching out the other side and bouncing her up and down. Meanwhile, Kayla was going to town on Jazmin, bouncing her up and down, spanking her constantly. Jazmin couldn't help but let out a few whines and shrieks from the constant torture. The entire bathroom was filled by the cheerleader's giggling as they took turns, rotating from Brook, to Jazmin, to Cindy, all of whom had their bottoms reddened thoroughly, and their panties yanked up hard enough to bounce them off the ground.

After half an hour of their fun, finally the girls were all set down, given a few last spankings, and Kayla said, "Thanks! The girls really had a blast." Before the team left. Cindy and Brook fixed their wedgies before helping Jazmin. "See? This was a terrible idea!" Jazmin whined, yelping as her tender bubble butt got another slap. "Quiet! You're not the one who got two swirlies per cheerleader!" Brook complained. She felt another slap as Cindy added on, "Or the one who got hung by the front of her panties, then spanked in a conga line!" The girls continued spanking Jazmin and whining about how they got wedgied, until eventually they began to wedgie her as well, taking free rides for their own entertainment.

Finally, lunch hour came, and the girls let Jazmin go, letting her put on her leggings. They made sure the hall was clear as they left so Jazmin could get out without being seen. Lunch was actually quite fun for Jazmin; she saw Kayla walking around with an obvious bra-connection wedgie; the skimpy cheer uniform made it quite obvious, and her friends were clearly teasing her about it, causing her to blush at her table. Jazmin also got to see Brielle wedgie quite a few people as she ate. But best of all was seeing Brielle dump the contents of her smoothie into the back of Brook's panties before giving her a messy wedgie.

As the bell rang, Jazmin sighed, smiling with Brielle as they walked back to their classrooms. "Oh hey, this hour, you should totally take her skirt away. I know Mrs. Whitten never makes people stand up, so she'll never see it under the desk." Jazmin smirked. "Definitely!" Brielle smiled as they parted ways. As Jazmin was nearing her classroom, she felt her phone buzz from a text.
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