Meanwhile, in the hall, classmates collected urgent advice and, at the suggestion of the same philosopher, supported by all the girls, decided not to tell anyone the full version of the incident, but to tell the adults that Fyodor Vostrikov pushed Olya when she did the exercise, she fell and hit hard. Of course, this decision was dictated not by the desire to shield the bully, but by the desire to spare Olya's feelings, but was it correct — who knows?

Olya was sent to the hospital with suspected concussion, but, fortunately, it was not confirmed, and she was soon discharged. There was a big scandal in the gymnasium, Fedka was almost expelled, but his parents somehow managed to put the brakes on the case. It was rumored that his father paid a lump sum to the director, and after that he so wore a son that he did not show up at school for two days, and when he returned, he was quieter than water and lower than grass.

True or not, no one knew. Olya transferred to another school and seems to have taken root there. When in a couple of years, already in the senior class, Valka accidentally met her in the company of new classmates, the former was quiet to not recognize. She behaved boldly and relaxed and seemed to be reputed to be the first beauty among the guys around her. But it was much later, and then, after the scandal, Fedka behaved in school more than decently for a couple of days, and then he grew bolder, began to walk naughty, and it became clear to Valcke that he did not draw proper conclusions for himself, and soon wait for new dirty tricks. She decided that it was necessary to teach a little impudent child, so much so that he would not be offended to offend those who are weaker. Using her authority among the girls, she gathered a “battle” group, together they made a plan and themselves implemented it.

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On that day, Valka at recess sent him a note in which she offered to meet in the evening in the school hallway and talk. She had reason to suspect that Vostrikov was biting on this bait - for the last year he had been looking at her too much for affectionate and too often hanging around somewhere nearby. After the scandal with Olya, the other could suspect something and somehow protect himself, but Fedka was, to all, stupid and arrogant, for which he paid. They met after classes at the appointed place, and Valka immediately asked him if he felt remorse for what he did to poor Olya. Perhaps, if he answered in some other way, you would agree, if only to pretend that you were wrong and repent, everything would have gone differently. But, we repeat, Fedka was stupid, and in response, a smug smile blossomed on his face, and from his words it was clear that he was almost proud of his act, considering himself incredibly cool. This was the last straw that filled the cup. Looking around and making sure that there was no one else in the corridor, Valka pulled out a stun cooked in advance from her pocket and pressed a button.

Vostrikov screamed and fell to the floor. He was knocked down and clearly did not understand what had happened. From the girl’s opposite to the women's toilet, the girls poured out, grabbed a stunned person for anything and dragged them back to the toilet. Having tied their captive hands behind their backs and, just in case, their legs and having barricaded the door with a mop, they proceeded to the execution. By this time, Fedka began to show signs of life and apparent discontent with the situation. To begin with, Valka took a rag, which she wiped off the board and did not wash for a long time, and showed it to the prisoner who was about to shout.

“So, you freak,” she said, “if you yell, we put a rag in our mouth.” Yes, and no one will hear - on the floor no one but us, no. Got it?

Fedka silently nodded. To get a rag in his mouth did not smile at him, and the resistance was obviously useless.

“Since you still haven’t understood what you’ve done,” Valya continued, “we decided to punish you about something.” For starters, you yourself will be in Olya skin. With these words, the girls surrounded the bound prisoner and began to unbutton the buttons of his jacket and shirt. When the shirt opened, they were in for a surprise. On Fedor’s chest a small cross shining with gold hung on a chain, obviously also golden.

- So you, it turns out, a believer! - exclaimed one of the girls. - Wow, in the Orthodox behave!

“And they are all there, these priests, who’s a fagot, who’s a pedophile, and who’s just a crook,” said another, who apparently had a grudge against representatives of this religious denomination.

“Okay, girls, let's not generalize,” said Valya conciliatory. - Because one or two freaks can not blame everyone. Better to deal with this jerk. I think he is not a believer, he wears a cross, because it is fashionable, or for ponte. We will not select him, but we will remove somewhere - with these words she removed the chain from the prisoner's neck and put it together with a cross in the pocket of his jacket. And then, licked her lips with an insidious smile, unzipped the Fedkino belt buckle.

“Please, girls, please,” he screamed, “I will not do it again!” Well, not naaado ... - Fedka whined, while the belt left his pants, and those, in turn, were unbuttoned and lowered below the knees. It was quite difficult to remove them, because the legs of the “arrested” were tied, and the girls did not want to untie him.

- You will not? - feigned-gently asked Vera, one of the instigators of the female half of the class. - Similarly, you will not, I think so too. Only words you do not understand, we have to apply other measures, - she expressively looked at the belt, migrated from the pants of the prisoner to her hands. - Well, let's see what we have here? - with these words, she took the gum Fedkina panties and, smiling in his eyes, slowly pulled the panties down.

Vostrikov blushed and tried to sit down to make it difficult for her. Vera strictly asked if he would like to get another shocker. No, he did not want to. Then she advised him to stand straight and not interfere. With obvious reluctance, Fedka straightened up and allowed her to continue what she had begun. Panties crawled down, exposing a flat stomach and curly pubic vegetation. Then Vera once again looked at the prisoner in the face, smiled, and quickly dropped her panties to the very bottom. A penis, wrinkled with fear and humiliation, and a pair of rather large testicles appeared to the eyes of those gathered. Some of the girls burst out - the rest also laughed.

- What are you, like so cool, and pipis so small? - Vera asked, wanting to further humiliate the cheeky classmate. He turned red, but did not answer. Vera stretched out her hand and took his testicles in her palm, squeezing them for a little bit. Fedka jerked and sank again.

- Look, girls, what he has on ... e, - loudly surprised one of the girls, who did not have enough space to contemplate the front view. Most of the society became interested and flowed over the captive's back. Vera turned his back to the window, and then told him to bend down. Fedka tried to refuse, but a slight increase in pressure on his genitals quickly convinced him.

The loin of the villain was a curious sight. From the loins and below, almost to the middle of the hips, it was covered with red stripes. In some places where the physical impact was obviously the most intense, the surface turned blue, thus forming a rare color composition in an abstract style. A small tattoo in the shape of a fire-breathing dragon in the tailbone area completed the picture. Judging by his position, the dragon, as it were, was just born from a nearby hole. The tattoo, of course, was created before the whipping, but successfully fit into the surrounding landscape, making the picture aesthetically complete. Some of the girls took out a camera, flashed a flash and illuminated a work of fine art that was not known even to harsh art critics.

“So, mate, something here is too striped for us,” said Vera, with a mockery, and showing the assembled belt, which remained ... Read more →