Going to the Christmas Party

[Datom]

Going to the Christmas Party

Part I

“No!’ I said, emphatically. “I’m not going!”


“But Kevin! I told all the girls you’d come!” Elizabeth pleaded.


I was refusing Elizabeth’s invitation to a Christmas party that was being held on the first Saturday in December. I know, it sounds like I should have wanted to go. After all, Elizabeth was kind of pretty, and it wasn’t a school night.


But there’s a back-story to this invitation:


Last summer, I’d been coming home from a morning at the community swimming pool (See “Coming Home from the Pool”viewtopic.php?t=4087) and was in just my swimming trunks. Two older girls, named Elizabeth and Carrie, had caught me on the way, and pulled down my trunks, and had taken a picture of my private parts. Linda had said they were going to send them to her cousin, a girl in my class named Elizabeth Wells. So, when school started, Elizabeth came up to me and invited me to come over to her house one afternoon, by threatening to show Linda’s picture around the school.


The trip to Elizabeth’s house had been a disaster. She had Linda and Carrie there, and they tied me up in the basement and stripped me. (See “Going Back to School”viewtopic.php?t=4305) Then Elizabeth charged her friends admission to come and fondle my private parts. In the process, she’d gotten more pictures, which she promptly passed around the school, making me feel completely humiliated.


Well, after all that died down, she threatened to stir it back up again, by re-circulating the pictures, unless I was her date for a Halloween party that her friend Lani was giving. (See “Going to the Halloween Party” viewtopic.php?t=4368 The party was the most humiliating night of my life! They decided that the theme was Disney characters, and Elizabeth dressed me up as Mowgli, the little boy in a loincloth, from “The Jungle Book.” To make matters worse, Linda showed up and brought a shock wand. It was terrible! She touched it to me and pressed the button and a little electric shock would sting me. They used it to make me do what they wanted. Elizabeth used it to make me lay down while she raped me right in front of all the girls. Then the other girls took me around the neighborhood in my Mowgli loincloth and used the wand to make me trick or treat in that tiny Mowgli costume. I was mortified.


In fact, the only bright spot in that entire evening came when they made me trick-or-treat at the house of a girl that I’d used to know. Her name was Anna Blake, and I had known her from Sunday School the previous year. She recognized me and taken me into her house, where she’d very gently gotten me out of my humiliating costume and loaned me some clothes to get back home in. You can read all the details in the Halloween party story. Since that time, I’d tried to keep in touch with Anna. Since she didn’t go to my school, I didn’t see her regularly, but we texted back and forth when we had a chance, and I’d met her at the mall a couple times, just to hang out. Anna repeatedly warned me about my having anything to do with Elizabeth or her friends. She was right, of course, but it wasn’t that easy, when Elizabeth was armed with those nude pictures of me.


And that’s why I was now refusing, loudly, to accept Elizabeth’s invitation to this Christmas party.


“No!” I almost shouted at Elizabeth. "I’m not going! I’m not going to let myself in for another degrading evening of being harassed and humiliated like I was at Lani’s party!”


“Now, Kevin,” Elizabeth was stroking my arm with her fingers, “don’t forget about all the pictures we took that night. Especially the ones of you tied up to that post.”


I remembered, all right. Halfway through the trick-or-treating, we’d run into a bunch of little girls who wanted to see what a boy looked like. So they tied me up to a lamppost and stripped off my loincloth. Then they stuck little stickers on my nipples, stuck a plastic jewel in my bellybutton, and tied a red ribbon around my penis. Then they took pictures of me. As far as I knew those pictures hadn’t been shown around school. I sure didn’t want them to be. (You can read about it in the Halloween party story.)


“So I guess I have to go, then,” I sighed, “if I don’t want to get humiliated all over again.”


Elizabeth nodded, grinning.

. . . . . . . .

It was the following weekend. Saturday afternoon. I was hanging out at the mall with Anna. It was one of the few chances we got to see each other.


“Kevin, you don’t have to go to that Christmas party,” Anna said, as we walked. “I mean, why would you want to? After what they did to you at the Halloween party, you know they’ll do the same thing to you. Or maybe even worse.”


“I nodded. “But I have to. They have pictures. And if I don’t go, they’ll show the pictures around school. Then everyone will be laughing at me.”


“But that’s, like, blackmail!” Anna exclaimed. Several shoppers turned and looked at her. She immediately lowered her voice and went on, “So, basically, thye can make you do whatever they want?”


I shrugged. “Looks like it.”


Anna mused, “Let’s see if I can think of some way to get you out of this.”


“If you can, I’ll be indebted to you forever. I already am, after you rescued me from that Halloween party!”


. . . . . . . . . . .

That Monday, in the hall right before lunch hour, Lindsay came up to me. She took my hand.


“Kevin?” she said, looking straight at me.


“What?”


“Kevin, I’ve been thinking. And the way we humiliated you at that Halloween party was horrible! It was really mean of us to make you show us your body, and then take you out in the street naked like that.


“Yeah, it was.” And I don’t really want a replay of it, I said to myself.


Lindsay gripped my arm. “Kevin, I’m trying to say that I’m really sorry we did all that to you. And I talked to the other girls, and they’re sorry too.”


I didn’t expect that.


“So won’t you please, please, please come to my Christmas party?”


I paused. If Lindsay was being sincere, maybe this wasn’t going to be a repeat of Halloween after all.


I looked at Lindsay. “Do you promise not to strip me and take naked pictures and do all the other stuff you did before?”


“I promise. Cross my heart.” Lindsay even made the corresponding cross-my-heart motions. “I won’t take off your clothes, or make you take them off, or do embarrassing things to you.”


I looked at her cautiously. “What about the others?”


“They promise too.” Lindsay reached inside her locker and pulled out a sheet of paper. At the top was a handwritten sentence:


“We the undersigned, promise not to humiliate Kevin Ross in any way during our Christmas party, or do embarrassing things to him.”


Below were the signatures:


Penny Watson Latitia Monroe Elise Burkhoff
Lindsay Bennet Lani Wilson Elizabeth Wells


Well, I thought, this looks pretty convincing.


Lindsay was going on. “Actually, the real reason we want you to come is because we have a present for you. It’ll be like a Christmas present. I know you’ll love it.” She stroked my arm again. “It’s our way of saying how sorry we are about Halloween, Kevin.” Her eyes stared into my face contritely.


“Ah, okay, then, I accept your invitation, Lindsay. I’ll come to the party.” I felt a lot better about the whole thing, although I still was just the tiniest bit suspicious. “Count me in. I’ll be there.”


Lindsay broke into a big smile. “Hurray! Thank you, Kevin! It’ll be fun!” Her eyes were lighting up as she spoke. “We’re going to go caroling first, then we’ll go back to my house, and we’ll have refreshments and stuff, and then we can give you your present! It’ll be FUN!” She did a little jump, then turned to go down the hall. “’Bye, Kevin!”


. . . . . . . . . . . .

In the next few days, I managed to quiet any suspicions I had. I mean, it was pretty obvious they had discussed this among themselves, and really wanted to make a group apology. The wording on that note was pretty vague, but then I guess they wouldn’t have put anything like “I promise not to strip Kevin naked and play with his crotch and take nude pictures of him and drag him around the neighborhood naked as a squirrel.” I wouldn’t want anything like that floating around either. And when I ran into any of the girls in that group, they were always nice. They smiled, and said hi to me in a sincere way. Even Elizabeth didn’t talk about black mailing me with those pictures anymore.


Maybe this Christmas party wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

. . . . . . . . . .


Actually, it was, according to Anna. If Anna had gone to the same school as me, I could have talked to her about this. When we did get together, usually she was pretty easy to talk to. But I was a little wary of bringing up the subject this time. As we walked down the mall, hand in hand, Anna brought it up.


“So are you going to their Christmas party?”


“Um, yeah, I guess so.” I nodded, “They kind of apologized to me and promised not to do that stuff to me again. They sounded like they were really sorry.”


“And you believe them?”


“Yeah, I do. Lindsay said they even got together on a Christmas present for me, as an apology."


Anna sniffed. “I wonder what that could be,” she murmured.


“They seem like they mean it,” I said. “They seem pretty sincere.”


“I wish I could be your date,” Anna mused. “Hey, Kevin!” she brightened up, “could you do that? Could you take me as your date for the party?”



“Hmmm. I don’t know,” I mused. “Maybe. I think Elizabeth thinks she’s going to be my date. But maybe I could talk to them.”


“That would be perfect!” Anna was starting to get excited. “If they have anything weird planned, I can be there to help stop it. And if they really mean what they say, it could be fun.”


“I’ll ask, for sure,” I said. If the party was for real, then it would be fun having Anna as my date. And if there was any monkey business, I’d have reinforcements. “Elizabeth shouldn’t mind."


. . . . . . . . . . .

Elizabeth did mind. “Well, I never expected to get stood up like this, Kevin! Not by you!” She was annoyed, to say the least. “I mean, I’m sorry we did all that stuff to you at Halloween, but this is a pretty rude way of accepting our apology! We barely know this other girl!”


“C’mon, Elizabeth!” I pleaded. “Don’t be like this!”


Elizabeth put her hands on her hips, and looked me in the eye. “Let’s put it this way, Kevin: either you take me as your date, or those Halloween pictures are gonna be made public!”


I sighed. Blackmailed again! I guess I’ll have to explain this to Anna, I thought. I didn’t like it.

[Jeepman89]

Can't wait to see what those girls have in mind for Kevin at the Christmas party! Anna won't be there to protect him either. This should be good.

[tim409]

Can't wait to see what those girls have in mind for Kevin at the Christmas party! Anna won't be there to protect him either. This should be good.

Will the wand be back and applied to parts the girls do not have? (like his balls and the tip of his cock?)

[Vader]

I’m seeing two ways they get around their promise to Kevin going to keep them to myself for now and see if I’m right.

[Lola]

It feels like the girls had planned something! Love it. I see
Abby Thompson and Lynda hadn't signed the paper!

I'm not sure if i would like more to see Anna betray Kevin or Anna humiliate along with him...

[tim409]

I'm not sure if i would like more to see Anna betray Kevin or Anna humiliate along with him...

That depends on how she would be humiliated, We do not want to expose her do we? Besides she would be humiliated just by exposing Kevin and having him naked in front of even more girls, especially young girls and even more if she saw those young girls jacking him off.

[Vader]

It feels like the girls had planned something! Love it. I see
Abby Thompson and Lynda hadn't signed the paper!

I'm not sure if i would like more to see Anna betray Kevin or Anna humiliate along with him...

That’s where I think this going I think they will get Anna and tell Kevin he can volunteer to do what they tell him or they strip and embarrass her. As she already saved him from them he will feel obligated to do the same for her.

[tim409]

It feels like the girls had planned something! Love it. I see
Abby Thompson and Lynda hadn't signed the paper!
. As she already saved him from them he will feel obligated to do the same for her.

I would rather be seen naked by 1,000 women or girls than have my wife or daughters seen naked by one male who is not their husband.

Wait I have already been seen by thousands of girls at swim meets with the girl who I ended up marrying and she was in a one piece swim suit while I was naked. She loved and still loves to show my cock and nuts off to other females.

[Vader]

Getting the idea Kevin’s Christmas party outfit will consist of a Santa hat and some strategically placed ribbon.

[Trundle]

Maybe the outfit will be a santa hat, strategically placed ribbon and a sprig of mistletoe placed just above his privates?