Little Injuns Revenge
Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2024 7:05 am
Little Injuns Revenge
Written By: Mr. Mongo
4/7/2012
Karl was still reeling from his humiliation at Mrs. Henderson’s creepy little twins dished out on him from his last play date. He did not want to go back; his mom set him up for the play date with the twins. Karl is fourteen for Christ sakes. Those two freaks are ten; they are not even in middle school yet.
Their mother Pat made him dress as an Indian while her kids Krista and Chris dressed up as cowboys. At first he did not mind dressing up for the pretty blonde. When she told him what he would be wearing he did not hear a word she said. He was too busy looking at her C-Cup breasts. The costume left little to the imagination. He does not wear underwear so when he put the loincloth on, you could see his “junk” if he was not careful. They had him hide while they searched for Karl. When the little punks could not find him the little cheaters got their mother to help them. The bitch found him hiding in a thick hedge. The three of them dragged him out then overpowered him dragging him back to their house, where they tied his hands to the pole that helped hold the clothesline. Mrs. Henderson kept laughing when she said, “Cowboys always win!”
The little freaks tore off his loincloth when their mother went into the house. They took turns paddling Karl’s ass red with ping-pong paddles. When their mom finally came out Mrs. Henderson died laughing at what they were doing to Karl. She took pictures of his red ass and put them on her Facebook page. She ignored Karl’s pleas to cut him loose or to stop taking photos. Much to Karl’s embarrassment, he got an erection from having the twins and Mrs. Henderson seeing him naked.
“Mom look, some thing is happening to Karl’s dick.” Screamed Krista
“Don’t worry honey, that’s normal. All boys when they get to a certain age that happens often,” said Mrs. Henderson who decided to use this as an opportunity to teach the twins about the birds and the bees. Mrs. Henderson came up behind Karl then grabbed him by his erect penis.
“When a man inserts his penis into a woman’s vagina then moves it in and out he will make himself cum making a baby,” Mrs. Henderson said as she began masturbating Karl from behind. Karl stood there squirming until he blew his load all over the place.
“Ewwww! If that stuff makes babies, I don’t want any,” yelled a giggling Krista.
To make matters worse Mrs. Henderson neighbors came off their porches and away from their lawn work to watch his humiliation. They took pictures and laughed their asses off at Karl’s plight. Not one of them did anything to stop the paddling or the masturbation. No matter how much he screamed for help, no one did anything but laugh.
Now Karl’s mom has been thinking about making him go back to play with Krista and Chris again. She said their mom; Pat wants him to play Indian with her kids again, it’s all Mrs. Henderson’s kids talk about. Karl has decided to teach these jerks a little lesson. All of his friends saw his as paddling and jerk off photos on Pat Henderson’s Facebook page. He hasn’t heard the end of it from his buddies since. Karl’s friends help hatch a plan to teach Mrs. Henderson and Karl’s mom a lesson they soon won’t forget. Both women will learn what it is like to be humiliated in front of children and strangers.
“You all get your Indian costumes ready,” Karl asked.
“Yup, I also got the hair trimmers, rubber gloves, duct tape, scissors, video camera, itching powder, and enough ping pong paddles for everyone. Mrs. Henderson and your mom won’t know what hit them,” laughed Ronnie.
“Do you think she logs out of her Facebook when she finished with it,” asked Karl
“I doubt it, she practically lives on the computer. She is always on there with my mother,” Jimmy said.
“I know, she has over twelve hundred Facebook followers, so no telling how many people are going to spread around the videos we make,” Jimmy’s older sister Kimberly said with an evil giggle.
Kimberly overheard her brother Jimmy and his little friends plotting to get back at Mrs. Henderson. Mrs. Henderson keeps telling Kimberly’s mom she dresses like a slut, so this is her pay back. Kimberly is going to make sure the bitch Mrs. Henderson looks like the biggest slut in Springdale.
They also made sure to purchase cowgirl outfits for the two mothers. The cowgirl outfits one white one black both had rhinestones and white fringe. Real gaudy looking, complete with white and black cowboy hats to finish the look off.
Karl asked his mother if she wanted to play cowboy and Indians with him and the twins. She was excited about the idea playing with her best friend Mrs. Henderson and their kids. The two have been close friends since high school. Karl’s mom even joked to her son to not to forget his underwear this time. Karl could not wait to get back at his mom; she is going to see how it feels to be humiliated like that.
When the day of the play date was set Mrs. Henderson was unaware how many Indians were going to show up. At last count Karl had a whole war party of twelve Indians including Kimberly.
The war party was going to hide in between some houses out of sight of Mrs. Henderson and her kids. When the two mothers and twins chase Karl they will ambush the cowgirls with a surprise attack. Their plan was simple they were going to overpower the women and the twins and show them the cowboys don’t always win.
Before they left for Mrs. Henderson’s house, Karl called his war party on the phone. All the kids and the sixteen-year-old Kimberly got into their Indian costumes. Kimberly looked hot in her costume. She had a buckskin bikini top and a little leather loincloth. The boys rigged the loincloth so you could see the sides of her pussy. She even went as far as to braid her sandy blonde hair into pig tails. Karl even convinced her not wear panties with the costume as an extra bonus to the guys.
The war party took their position between some houses down the street from Mrs. Henderson. Everyone was out working in his or her lawns or hanging out on their front porches. Today they are going to get to see the show of their life.
When they pulled into Mrs. Henderson’s driveway Karl was dressed as an Indian and his mom dressed in a white cowgirl outfit. He was excited to see Mrs. Henderson in the black cowgirl costume. Her two freaky twins were both in their cowboy costumes as well.
“Did you remember to wear your under pants this time,” the twins said in unison. “We don’t want you showing off your weenie to the neighbors again when we catch you!”
Karl lifts up the front of his loincloth showing his black underwear. Both the twins stomped their foot when they saw they were not going to be giving the neighbors a free show. Mrs. Henderson began taking pictures of everyone in costume. She was surprised that Karl was smiling so much in the pictures. “He must like getting stripped and paddled,” she thought to herself.
When Mrs. Henderson walked into the house to upload the photos onto her Facebook page Karl followed her in. Karl was glad to see she kept her laptop turned on all the time. Her Facebook page was left on as well. All he has to do is upload the videos to her laptop then to Facebook then click share.
“Mrs. Henderson, you sure do have a lot of Facebook friends,” Karl said in amazement at the sight of all of her Facebook friends. There has to be over twelve hundred friends.
“They are mostly my relatives, friends, neighbors, and coworkers. I also have friends from all over the world who share the same interests as me,” Mrs. Henderson said with a smile.
Karl could not wait to upload the video of her being humiliated at the hands of a pack wild eighth grade Indians. Those videos will be on the Internet forever. Once it’s posted you will never be able to completely get rid of it.
While the mothers gossiped Karl was left to hangout with the creepy twins. They ate cookies and drank sodas like nothing was wrong. Karl did his best to keep from laughing at the two little freaks. If they knew what Karl had in store for them they would run out of the room screaming. Once the kids had their snacks and the mothers were ready, they let Karl run out of the house so they could hunt him down.
They were supposed to keep from peeking, but Mrs. Henderson and Karl’s Mom Judy could not help but peek out the window, so they could see what direction he ran off to. The twins started giggling when they saw their mom cheating. They were hoping their mom catches him again. They have an extra person so they should be able to pull him to the clothesline pole quicker. The twins also get try out the lassos their mother bought for them.
Karl took off down the street making sure to stop before the house his war party is hiding at. Karl is hoping his pursuers will see him and give chase. Once his mom and Mrs. Henderson fall for his trap his war party will ambush them and then drag them back to the house for their public humiliation.
The two mothers and the creepy twins ran out of the house in search of Karl. By the time they got at the end of the driveway one of the twins spotted him down the street so they took off running to catch him. They saw him run between two houses so they gave chase. When they got in between the houses. Twelve sets of hand began grabbing them around the arms and legs. Karl’s mom, Mrs. Henderson, and the twins were trapped by a wild pack of fourteen-year-old Indians. The Indian raiding party took the two lassos away from the twins, using the lassos to tie around the torso and arms of the two mothers. Each mother was shocked when the boys were brazen enough to squeeze their breasts and asses like they do not care they get caught. A couple the Indians stuck their hands down the front of their pants to feel their pussies. The indians dragged the defeated cowgirls back to Mrs. Henderson’s house. Whenever someone started lagging behind one of the boys would slap her in the ass as hard as he could causing her to squeal then move a little quicker. The boys were hooting and howling like a wild pack of Indians to get the neighbors attention.
The neighbors laughed their asses off when they saw a group of young Indians dragging two struggling adult women down the street dressed as cowgirls. Seeing the boys occasionally cop a feel really caught their attention. The neighbors remember what happened when they watched Karl get captured the first time. Everyone watched him get stripped, paddled, and then jerked off. Every man there was hoping the boys would strip and paddle the women this time. The last time the neighbors did not have time to get video cameras, but this time there is plenty of time. Mrs. Henderson’s neighbors went running back into their homes to make phone calls to friends so they don’t miss out and to get their video cameras.
The boy Indians tied the two squirming mothers to the laundry line pole. Both mothers played along at first. They were both giggling saying, “Oh, someone please save us!” Then they would bat their eyelashes and then giggle again pretending to swoon. They knew the Indians were not playing around anymore when some of the boys pulled scissors out of a bag. Both women’s eyes grew wide when they saw the metal scissors put into play. The boys were snipping the air then pointed at the mothers. Both women really began screaming for help after that. All they accomplished was to draw in more attention. Neighbors came over with lawn chairs and video cameras. Even the high school’s Principal Vickers dragged over his charcoal grill and began grilling hot dogs and hamburgers for everyone. Principal Vickers has been hoping to get a glimpse of a naked Pat Henderson since she moved in.
The mothers were shocked that their neighbors were willing to watch someone get stripped and paddled and not call the police. Their only hopes now was Mrs. Henderson’s nosey neighbor Agnes seeing their situation and call the police. The woman calls the police when the twins play too loudly, so seeing someone getting stripped would certainly warrant a phone call to the police.
“What are you doing with that video camera, Abner,” asked Agnes staring at her husband looking out their side window with a video camera in his hand.
“Go back in the living room you devil woman,” yelled Abner.
“Is that Mrs. Henderson paddling that Jamerson boy again,” laughed Agnes as she peers out the window. “Oh my god, Abner! That Jamerson boy is going to strip Mrs. Henderson and Mrs. Jamerson! Call the police! Call the police!”
“Will you shut up? Everyone in the neighborhood would hate us if we called the police,” yelled Abner.
“They are going to humiliate them in front of everyone,” screamed Agnes as she went for the phone.
Abner unhooks the phone then says, “You didn’t call the police when they stripped and jerked off that Jamerson boy,” Argued Abner.
“He probably deserved it! Besides, boys like to get jerked off,” yelled Agnes.
Abner sighs then looks at his wife for a moment then begins walking towards her. He snatches her by the arm then begins dragging her outside.
“I don’t want to watch this, why are you dragging me out here,” asked Agnes.
“I have a feeling the minute I turn my back you’re going to call 911. So one way to keep you from ruining everyone’s fun, I am going to make you an active participant,” yelled Abner.
Abner ties his struggling wife’s wrists to the clothesline. The neighbors all sit there cheering Abner on as his wife kicks at him. There is not a single person there that had not had the police called on them at least twice by Agnes. Hopefully after this Agnes will keep her nose in her own business. The Indians did not account for new arrivals. Every kid on the street hated her and could not wait to humiliate Agnes. The boys tormented her by lifting her pink dress showing the laughing crowd her white panties. Her husband Abner seemed to laugh the hardest.
Kimberly got on her cell phone to call her mother over to watch this. Mrs. Henderson enjoys calling Kimberly a slut for what she wares and Agnes likes to tell everyone she is a slut too. Kimberly’s mom could not wait to put these videos on her Facebook page. While she was at it, Kimberley decided to call Patty Kowalski to see if she could trick her into coming to watch. She makes Kimberly’s life a living hell in school, so she might as well humiliate Patty as well.
“Hi Patty, it’s Kimberly. You gotta come down to Mrs. Henderson’s house Karl Jamerson is going to strip Mrs. Henderson and paddle her ass. Make sure to ware your cheerleader uniform,” when Kimberly finished talking on her cell phone she could not help but laugh evilly.
“I hope you are not going to strip Patty when she comes over dressed in her cheerleader uniform. Please don’t paddle or shave off her pussy Kimberly, not in front of everyone,” laughed Principal Vickers giving Kimberly a wink.
“weeeell, I don’t know. But if she is mean to me she might end up on clothesline,” Laughed Kimberly. She then helps herself to one of Principal Vickers’ hamburgers.
Once everyone was settled and had their cameras ready the boys moved in with their scissors. The first thing they did was to remove the cowgirl’s sued chaps. After they were removed all the boys would grab a handful of fabric to cut off. Within ten minutes both screaming cowgirls were down to their panties and bras. The Indians made sure to put the chaps back on the captured cowgirls. The two mothers cheeks were bright red with humiliation. The gathered neighbors loved every minute of it recording every second of their humiliation.
“Please Karl, you have gone far enough! I am sorry I let those two brats strip and paddle you! Please let me go!” Begged Pat Henderson.
“You forgot to say jerk me off Pat,” Karl yelled at her.
“Don’t you dare strip me all the way Karl David Jamerson! I’ll have your father beat the hide off your ass if go any further,” threatened Judy, Karl’s mom
To her surprise Mrs. Jamerson hears a familiar voice coming from behind her. It was her husband Karl Senior.
“I heard what you let that crazy bitch do to our son! Now it’s your time to see how it feels Judy,” said Karl Senior.
Mrs. Jamerson swallowed hard when she saw her husband, his two brothers Frank and Dan there also. To add insult to injury Karl Senior brought his buddies from work. Everyone seemed to have a cell phone or a video camera in his or her hands.
Written By: Mr. Mongo
4/7/2012
Karl was still reeling from his humiliation at Mrs. Henderson’s creepy little twins dished out on him from his last play date. He did not want to go back; his mom set him up for the play date with the twins. Karl is fourteen for Christ sakes. Those two freaks are ten; they are not even in middle school yet.
Their mother Pat made him dress as an Indian while her kids Krista and Chris dressed up as cowboys. At first he did not mind dressing up for the pretty blonde. When she told him what he would be wearing he did not hear a word she said. He was too busy looking at her C-Cup breasts. The costume left little to the imagination. He does not wear underwear so when he put the loincloth on, you could see his “junk” if he was not careful. They had him hide while they searched for Karl. When the little punks could not find him the little cheaters got their mother to help them. The bitch found him hiding in a thick hedge. The three of them dragged him out then overpowered him dragging him back to their house, where they tied his hands to the pole that helped hold the clothesline. Mrs. Henderson kept laughing when she said, “Cowboys always win!”
The little freaks tore off his loincloth when their mother went into the house. They took turns paddling Karl’s ass red with ping-pong paddles. When their mom finally came out Mrs. Henderson died laughing at what they were doing to Karl. She took pictures of his red ass and put them on her Facebook page. She ignored Karl’s pleas to cut him loose or to stop taking photos. Much to Karl’s embarrassment, he got an erection from having the twins and Mrs. Henderson seeing him naked.
“Mom look, some thing is happening to Karl’s dick.” Screamed Krista
“Don’t worry honey, that’s normal. All boys when they get to a certain age that happens often,” said Mrs. Henderson who decided to use this as an opportunity to teach the twins about the birds and the bees. Mrs. Henderson came up behind Karl then grabbed him by his erect penis.
“When a man inserts his penis into a woman’s vagina then moves it in and out he will make himself cum making a baby,” Mrs. Henderson said as she began masturbating Karl from behind. Karl stood there squirming until he blew his load all over the place.
“Ewwww! If that stuff makes babies, I don’t want any,” yelled a giggling Krista.
To make matters worse Mrs. Henderson neighbors came off their porches and away from their lawn work to watch his humiliation. They took pictures and laughed their asses off at Karl’s plight. Not one of them did anything to stop the paddling or the masturbation. No matter how much he screamed for help, no one did anything but laugh.
Now Karl’s mom has been thinking about making him go back to play with Krista and Chris again. She said their mom; Pat wants him to play Indian with her kids again, it’s all Mrs. Henderson’s kids talk about. Karl has decided to teach these jerks a little lesson. All of his friends saw his as paddling and jerk off photos on Pat Henderson’s Facebook page. He hasn’t heard the end of it from his buddies since. Karl’s friends help hatch a plan to teach Mrs. Henderson and Karl’s mom a lesson they soon won’t forget. Both women will learn what it is like to be humiliated in front of children and strangers.
“You all get your Indian costumes ready,” Karl asked.
“Yup, I also got the hair trimmers, rubber gloves, duct tape, scissors, video camera, itching powder, and enough ping pong paddles for everyone. Mrs. Henderson and your mom won’t know what hit them,” laughed Ronnie.
“Do you think she logs out of her Facebook when she finished with it,” asked Karl
“I doubt it, she practically lives on the computer. She is always on there with my mother,” Jimmy said.
“I know, she has over twelve hundred Facebook followers, so no telling how many people are going to spread around the videos we make,” Jimmy’s older sister Kimberly said with an evil giggle.
Kimberly overheard her brother Jimmy and his little friends plotting to get back at Mrs. Henderson. Mrs. Henderson keeps telling Kimberly’s mom she dresses like a slut, so this is her pay back. Kimberly is going to make sure the bitch Mrs. Henderson looks like the biggest slut in Springdale.
They also made sure to purchase cowgirl outfits for the two mothers. The cowgirl outfits one white one black both had rhinestones and white fringe. Real gaudy looking, complete with white and black cowboy hats to finish the look off.
Karl asked his mother if she wanted to play cowboy and Indians with him and the twins. She was excited about the idea playing with her best friend Mrs. Henderson and their kids. The two have been close friends since high school. Karl’s mom even joked to her son to not to forget his underwear this time. Karl could not wait to get back at his mom; she is going to see how it feels to be humiliated like that.
When the day of the play date was set Mrs. Henderson was unaware how many Indians were going to show up. At last count Karl had a whole war party of twelve Indians including Kimberly.
The war party was going to hide in between some houses out of sight of Mrs. Henderson and her kids. When the two mothers and twins chase Karl they will ambush the cowgirls with a surprise attack. Their plan was simple they were going to overpower the women and the twins and show them the cowboys don’t always win.
Before they left for Mrs. Henderson’s house, Karl called his war party on the phone. All the kids and the sixteen-year-old Kimberly got into their Indian costumes. Kimberly looked hot in her costume. She had a buckskin bikini top and a little leather loincloth. The boys rigged the loincloth so you could see the sides of her pussy. She even went as far as to braid her sandy blonde hair into pig tails. Karl even convinced her not wear panties with the costume as an extra bonus to the guys.
The war party took their position between some houses down the street from Mrs. Henderson. Everyone was out working in his or her lawns or hanging out on their front porches. Today they are going to get to see the show of their life.
When they pulled into Mrs. Henderson’s driveway Karl was dressed as an Indian and his mom dressed in a white cowgirl outfit. He was excited to see Mrs. Henderson in the black cowgirl costume. Her two freaky twins were both in their cowboy costumes as well.
“Did you remember to wear your under pants this time,” the twins said in unison. “We don’t want you showing off your weenie to the neighbors again when we catch you!”
Karl lifts up the front of his loincloth showing his black underwear. Both the twins stomped their foot when they saw they were not going to be giving the neighbors a free show. Mrs. Henderson began taking pictures of everyone in costume. She was surprised that Karl was smiling so much in the pictures. “He must like getting stripped and paddled,” she thought to herself.
When Mrs. Henderson walked into the house to upload the photos onto her Facebook page Karl followed her in. Karl was glad to see she kept her laptop turned on all the time. Her Facebook page was left on as well. All he has to do is upload the videos to her laptop then to Facebook then click share.
“Mrs. Henderson, you sure do have a lot of Facebook friends,” Karl said in amazement at the sight of all of her Facebook friends. There has to be over twelve hundred friends.
“They are mostly my relatives, friends, neighbors, and coworkers. I also have friends from all over the world who share the same interests as me,” Mrs. Henderson said with a smile.
Karl could not wait to upload the video of her being humiliated at the hands of a pack wild eighth grade Indians. Those videos will be on the Internet forever. Once it’s posted you will never be able to completely get rid of it.
While the mothers gossiped Karl was left to hangout with the creepy twins. They ate cookies and drank sodas like nothing was wrong. Karl did his best to keep from laughing at the two little freaks. If they knew what Karl had in store for them they would run out of the room screaming. Once the kids had their snacks and the mothers were ready, they let Karl run out of the house so they could hunt him down.
They were supposed to keep from peeking, but Mrs. Henderson and Karl’s Mom Judy could not help but peek out the window, so they could see what direction he ran off to. The twins started giggling when they saw their mom cheating. They were hoping their mom catches him again. They have an extra person so they should be able to pull him to the clothesline pole quicker. The twins also get try out the lassos their mother bought for them.
Karl took off down the street making sure to stop before the house his war party is hiding at. Karl is hoping his pursuers will see him and give chase. Once his mom and Mrs. Henderson fall for his trap his war party will ambush them and then drag them back to the house for their public humiliation.
The two mothers and the creepy twins ran out of the house in search of Karl. By the time they got at the end of the driveway one of the twins spotted him down the street so they took off running to catch him. They saw him run between two houses so they gave chase. When they got in between the houses. Twelve sets of hand began grabbing them around the arms and legs. Karl’s mom, Mrs. Henderson, and the twins were trapped by a wild pack of fourteen-year-old Indians. The Indian raiding party took the two lassos away from the twins, using the lassos to tie around the torso and arms of the two mothers. Each mother was shocked when the boys were brazen enough to squeeze their breasts and asses like they do not care they get caught. A couple the Indians stuck their hands down the front of their pants to feel their pussies. The indians dragged the defeated cowgirls back to Mrs. Henderson’s house. Whenever someone started lagging behind one of the boys would slap her in the ass as hard as he could causing her to squeal then move a little quicker. The boys were hooting and howling like a wild pack of Indians to get the neighbors attention.
The neighbors laughed their asses off when they saw a group of young Indians dragging two struggling adult women down the street dressed as cowgirls. Seeing the boys occasionally cop a feel really caught their attention. The neighbors remember what happened when they watched Karl get captured the first time. Everyone watched him get stripped, paddled, and then jerked off. Every man there was hoping the boys would strip and paddle the women this time. The last time the neighbors did not have time to get video cameras, but this time there is plenty of time. Mrs. Henderson’s neighbors went running back into their homes to make phone calls to friends so they don’t miss out and to get their video cameras.
The boy Indians tied the two squirming mothers to the laundry line pole. Both mothers played along at first. They were both giggling saying, “Oh, someone please save us!” Then they would bat their eyelashes and then giggle again pretending to swoon. They knew the Indians were not playing around anymore when some of the boys pulled scissors out of a bag. Both women’s eyes grew wide when they saw the metal scissors put into play. The boys were snipping the air then pointed at the mothers. Both women really began screaming for help after that. All they accomplished was to draw in more attention. Neighbors came over with lawn chairs and video cameras. Even the high school’s Principal Vickers dragged over his charcoal grill and began grilling hot dogs and hamburgers for everyone. Principal Vickers has been hoping to get a glimpse of a naked Pat Henderson since she moved in.
The mothers were shocked that their neighbors were willing to watch someone get stripped and paddled and not call the police. Their only hopes now was Mrs. Henderson’s nosey neighbor Agnes seeing their situation and call the police. The woman calls the police when the twins play too loudly, so seeing someone getting stripped would certainly warrant a phone call to the police.
“What are you doing with that video camera, Abner,” asked Agnes staring at her husband looking out their side window with a video camera in his hand.
“Go back in the living room you devil woman,” yelled Abner.
“Is that Mrs. Henderson paddling that Jamerson boy again,” laughed Agnes as she peers out the window. “Oh my god, Abner! That Jamerson boy is going to strip Mrs. Henderson and Mrs. Jamerson! Call the police! Call the police!”
“Will you shut up? Everyone in the neighborhood would hate us if we called the police,” yelled Abner.
“They are going to humiliate them in front of everyone,” screamed Agnes as she went for the phone.
Abner unhooks the phone then says, “You didn’t call the police when they stripped and jerked off that Jamerson boy,” Argued Abner.
“He probably deserved it! Besides, boys like to get jerked off,” yelled Agnes.
Abner sighs then looks at his wife for a moment then begins walking towards her. He snatches her by the arm then begins dragging her outside.
“I don’t want to watch this, why are you dragging me out here,” asked Agnes.
“I have a feeling the minute I turn my back you’re going to call 911. So one way to keep you from ruining everyone’s fun, I am going to make you an active participant,” yelled Abner.
Abner ties his struggling wife’s wrists to the clothesline. The neighbors all sit there cheering Abner on as his wife kicks at him. There is not a single person there that had not had the police called on them at least twice by Agnes. Hopefully after this Agnes will keep her nose in her own business. The Indians did not account for new arrivals. Every kid on the street hated her and could not wait to humiliate Agnes. The boys tormented her by lifting her pink dress showing the laughing crowd her white panties. Her husband Abner seemed to laugh the hardest.
Kimberly got on her cell phone to call her mother over to watch this. Mrs. Henderson enjoys calling Kimberly a slut for what she wares and Agnes likes to tell everyone she is a slut too. Kimberly’s mom could not wait to put these videos on her Facebook page. While she was at it, Kimberley decided to call Patty Kowalski to see if she could trick her into coming to watch. She makes Kimberly’s life a living hell in school, so she might as well humiliate Patty as well.
“Hi Patty, it’s Kimberly. You gotta come down to Mrs. Henderson’s house Karl Jamerson is going to strip Mrs. Henderson and paddle her ass. Make sure to ware your cheerleader uniform,” when Kimberly finished talking on her cell phone she could not help but laugh evilly.
“I hope you are not going to strip Patty when she comes over dressed in her cheerleader uniform. Please don’t paddle or shave off her pussy Kimberly, not in front of everyone,” laughed Principal Vickers giving Kimberly a wink.
“weeeell, I don’t know. But if she is mean to me she might end up on clothesline,” Laughed Kimberly. She then helps herself to one of Principal Vickers’ hamburgers.
Once everyone was settled and had their cameras ready the boys moved in with their scissors. The first thing they did was to remove the cowgirl’s sued chaps. After they were removed all the boys would grab a handful of fabric to cut off. Within ten minutes both screaming cowgirls were down to their panties and bras. The Indians made sure to put the chaps back on the captured cowgirls. The two mothers cheeks were bright red with humiliation. The gathered neighbors loved every minute of it recording every second of their humiliation.
“Please Karl, you have gone far enough! I am sorry I let those two brats strip and paddle you! Please let me go!” Begged Pat Henderson.
“You forgot to say jerk me off Pat,” Karl yelled at her.
“Don’t you dare strip me all the way Karl David Jamerson! I’ll have your father beat the hide off your ass if go any further,” threatened Judy, Karl’s mom
To her surprise Mrs. Jamerson hears a familiar voice coming from behind her. It was her husband Karl Senior.
“I heard what you let that crazy bitch do to our son! Now it’s your time to see how it feels Judy,” said Karl Senior.
Mrs. Jamerson swallowed hard when she saw her husband, his two brothers Frank and Dan there also. To add insult to injury Karl Senior brought his buddies from work. Everyone seemed to have a cell phone or a video camera in his or her hands.