Jazmin grabbed her things and threw them into her car. Looking around, seeing everyone pull out of their parking spots and just wanting to go home, she slowly closed her door and then headed back into the school. She passed a few people that were still hanging around before leaving, and made her way to the gym's outside doors that led to the soccer field. She was constantly paranoid that someone would follow her, so she kept looking behind her back to make sure she was safe. Breathing a sigh of relief, she headed up to the soccer field, adjusting her embarrassingly revealing shirt.
Once she got up to the field, she looked around and didn't see anyone, which was both good and bad. She decided to just wait for Brook and sat down on a bench, hoping no one else would come up. She jumped slightly at the sudden sound of Brook's voice. "Hey Jazmin. Glad you could make it. Have you met Sheriden?" Jazmin's eyes went wide as she turned around to see Sheriden firmly gripping Brook's panties. "What are you doing here, Sheriden? Soccer practice is cancelled!" Jazmin said, crossing her arms and trying to look confident. "Yeah, because I cancelled it! I wanted to wedgie you in peace." Jazmin raised an eyebrow, "You really think you're gonna wedgie me? Well, you have another thing coming then, becau-" "Cut it out, Jazmin. I snatched Brook's phone when we were giving her swirlies, and now I know everything. Your secret, how your sister, little sister, by the way, is basically training your mom like a slave? Yeah, I know it all. And I would love to see that public spanking, or even that weekly spanking, that you get, trust me. But I think I agree with Brook here. I think I wanna keep this between us."
Jazmin clenched her jaw. "So what do you want in exchange for not telling?" Sheriden smirked, "Well, this isn't really negotiation, Jazmin. I can get whatever I want from you. Hell, even your little sister made some money off of that fat ass of yours this morning." Jazmin blushed, "Well, I may not be able to wedgie you, but I know people who can. Did you notice how Kayla had more wedgies than normal today?" Sheriden looked about shaken, but she stood tall. "I guess a few more than normal, why?" "Because she tried to mess with me. So she paid the price! And you will, too, if you don't keep your demands under control. Otherwise the next time all the soccer girls get into the locker room, it might turn into one big swirly-fest for you, blondie." Sheriden let go of Brook's panties. "Go on. Here's your phone. Get out of here." Brook took her phone and promptly turned around, quickly leaving and getting to her car.
"So I guess I'll play nice." Sheriden said nervously, getting closer to Jazmin. "But I still want something from you." "What's that?" "Well, for one, you know I AM going to have to wedgie you from now on, right?" Jazmin opened her mouth to speak, but Sheriden didn't stop, "But I assume you're going to have your hands full, so I'll relax on that a bit. What with two girls at home, and if they catch you at school, well I'll guess you're going to have your fair share of wedgies." "Come on, Sheriden, get to it." "Well, since I know all about this wardrobe business, I'm gonna want to exploit it." "What do you mean by that?" "I mean that I want to take a picture or two, once a week, for my own enjoyment. Be like a little secret newspaper I send to my friends. The mystery wedgie girl." Sheriden gave an evil grin. "Fine. But if anyone figures out who I am, you'll be hanging by your own pretty undies for a week." Sheriden's smile dropped and Jazmin continued, "Yeah, I know that all the soccer girls have a bit of a sissy side. And I know you happen to be wearing big yellow panties with hearts on them right now. So don't think you're getting off for free." Sheriden pursed her lips. "Deal. Now, for the photos. I want to take them each Friday. I'll tell you where to meet me during the last class period of the day, and we'll take the photos, and then go our separate ways. Seem fair?" Jazmin nodded, blushing. "Great! Now, strip." "What?! Out here? Are you crazy?" "Look, if we leave the leggings, or the shirt, people might figure out who you are. It needs to be just that butt of yours in those panties. Don't worry, it's big enough to take up the whole screen." Sheriden smirked, slapping Jazmin's ass.
"Owiiie!" Jazmin howled as Sheriden dropped her. Once again Jazmin felt the burning humiliation of being left in a hanging wedgie, in these panties no less. "Oh, quit whining! I could make this so much worse." Sheriden smiled to herself, taking a photo of Jazmin's bottom hanging from the goal post. "Oh, that's lovely!" Sheriden smiled up at Jazmin, showing her the picture. "I think I'll put a caption under it. 'Mystery wedgie girl even more of a bitch than first thoughts!' What do you say?" Jazmin huffed, "Just keep my face out of it and you can caption it however you want." "Great!" Sheriden gave another spank to Jazmin before she started to walk off. "Hey! Sheriden! You took the photo, let me down!" Without turning around, Sheriden called out, "Don't worry, I won't send the photo until tonight. No one will know you're here. You'll just have to get down yourself!" "Sheriden! Come back!" Sheriden waved goodbye as she disappeared over the hill, walking towards the parking lot.
Jazmin bit her lip, trying to reach behind her and unhook her panties herself, but no luck. "No way I'm going to bounce off of this thing. I've had enough humiliation for the next fifty years... And if I ripped these, I know Cindy would spank me until sun-down..." Jazmin looked around for anything that could help her out, and decided that she just had to keep trying. Unfortunately, in her frustrated attempts, she only managed to bounce herself up and down in the hanging wedgie, giving out small yelps, causing her cheeks to burn red.
As Jazmin was struggling, she heard giggling coming from behind her. "No! Nononono!" She thought to herself, covering her face, hoping whoever it was would just go away. "Relax, bubble butt. It's me." Jazmin was surprised at herself; she was actually relieved to hear the sound of Brook's voice. "Brook? Get me down from here!" Jazmin cried, again giving a pitiful bounce, her bottom shaking around wildly. "I don't know, you look right at home in that position." Brook smiled up at her, slapping her butt. "I guess I could get you down, but only if you say a few words for me." Jazmin rolled her eyes. "Why does everyone always say 'only if'..."
Brook crossed her arms, "Are you going to say it or not?" Jazmin blushed deeply, "It's embarrassing, okay?" Brook scoffed, "Ugh! Fine, then cut out the last sentence and say the rest, or else I'm not helping you, and you'll have to wet yourself up there." Brook smiled. Jazmin bit her lip, feeling the pang in her bladder. "Don't worry. Even if you don't wet yourself before you say it, I'll have you wet yourself at your house sooner or later. I wanna see those cheeks burn really red." Brook smirked up. "Fine, I'll say it! As long as you get me down after!" "I promise."
"Okay... I, Jazmin Murray, am a huge dork, and I belong in this wedgie. I get spanked by my mommy because I'm a bitch, and my younger sister picks out my outfits and bullies me because I'm a loser. Most of all, I need help from you, Brook, because I'm just a helpless dork in a hanging wedgie." Brook smiled. "Again." "What?! Come on! That is so humiliating! I said it!" "I know! And I want to hear it again. Not like you have a big choice. If you don't get home soon, you're gonna get a big spanking." Jazmin groaned. "Fine."
Jazmin repeated the phrase three more times, one of which Brook had decided to give her a few slaps on her rear end. But eventually, Brook relented and helped her get down. "Here are your clothes. Come on, I can't wait to see your mom waiting for us at home!" Jazmin rolled her eyes as she got dressed, blushing as she pulled the leggings over her bubble butt, feeling the fabric ride up between her cheeks as she began walking to her car.
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