Julie laughed, and actually accepted the drink.
Her mother would be picking her up in an hour, and Julie probably shouldn't have had alcohol on her breath, but she took the drink. After all, it was a party.
The guy leaned in and mumbled to her, "Hey, this party is getting too crowded. Wanna come hang at my place for a few hours?"
"Sure."
What? Her mother would kill her! She had no idea why she was following him out to his car. He seemed like an asshole, anyway, and spent the whole party staring at her breasts. Julie didn't like it when men gawked at her breasts. They acted like she should feel flattered when they drooled. She didn't. She hated having such huge boobs. 48DD at age 15 is nothing but backaches and growing pains.
She got into the car, and sat in silence as he drove her to his apartment. It was a mess. She wanted to leave.
"You look tired. Why don't you go use the shower?"
Julie was stunned at herself, but did it. The bathroom was a mess too, but at least the shower was clean. She began washing herself when the bathroom door opened and he walked in with a sack.
"HEY! Get out of here, you asshole!" She yelled at him. It felt good to finally tell him off.
"Okay."
He closed the door, leaving the bag inside. Then, he leaned back in, "Hey, could you do me a favor?"
"What?"
"After you're all cleaned up, use the shaving cream and the razor in the bag to shave your twat and your asshole, then clean them up and smother them with the honey in the bag. Be sure to get plenty of honey up your ass, too - after all, you don't want my dick to taste bad, do you?"
Julie was flabbergasted. She could only steam, her face red, as he closed the door, taking her clothes with him.
After she washed up, she could no longer avoid the fact. She was his pawn somehow. She really didn't want to do it, but she did. She shaved herself down below, and smeared herself liberally with honey. It was confusing and uncomfortable. She realized she'd be in a lot of trouble - her mother would be showing up at the party soon, and would never believe her story.
And she couldn't help but to walk out of the shower, totally naked, and into the living room. He was waiting there, in a purple bathrobe. He dropped the bathrobe, revealing a funny-looking penis and a bit of a beer belly. "Hey, great. You've got huge tits! You're probably a virgin too, huh?"
She didn't answer. She only blushed. Obviously she was a virgin.
"Come sit on my lap, and tell me you'll never willingly give your cunt up to me."
Julie sat on his lap, his penis pressing against her thigh. "You're a psycho. I'm going to call the police about this, and you'll spend the rest of your life getting raped by your inmates, you fucker."
"Really? Tough talk for a girl who just shaved and lubed herself. Are you sure you're not going to give in? Why don't you turn, carefully place your asshole over the tip of my cock, and slowly lower your honey-coated little butt onto my prick, and tell me that again?"
She gritted her teeth, grunting with pain as she forced his cock up the tight, sticky passage of her ass. He moaned with pleasure. She sweated with effort and pain, finally burying him completely inside her. She was too overwhelmed to speak.
"Oh yeah. Nice and tight. You like this as much as I do, you stuck-up little snatch?" He reached around and grabbed her nipples, pulling and twisting them. The pain shot through her chest.
"Fuck you. Leave me alone." She fought back tears.
"Get up. I've got something for you."
She got up, and immediately collapsed onto his couch, too exhausted and dizzy to stand.
"Here's what's up, you little bitch. You're so sure you don't want my cock, we'll put it to a little test. Masturbate. Right before you come, you'll be able to stop. If you continue, you're mine and I do what I want with you. If you stop, you can walk free."
She suddenly felt horny, and began to rub her clit. He watched avidly. She knew it was his power over her that made her do this, but it didn't help - she still wanted it. She shivered again and again, her hips bucking, and tried to make it last as long as she could without cumming, but she couldn't help herself. She pushed two long fingers into her newly-shaved pussy, and threw back her head with a scream of passion. At the last moment, she froze, and kept herself under control.
She considered. She really, really wanted an orgasm, and maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be his pawn.
"What would it mean if you did what you wanted with me?" Julie asked, her fingers still pushed into her vagina, but paused until she was assured.
"Tonight I'll take your virginity, and probably take some pictures of you. Tomorrow I think I'll make you strip naked in class, then at night I'll have you suck off your least favorite teacher. Then I'll have you pierce your own tongue, clit and nipples, and make you make passses at all your friends, male and female. Then I'll probably spend a full night and day just fucking your various holes and taking pictures, to remember you by. Then I'll sell you to some sleazeball corporate executive who will probably keep you tied up constantly and invite friends over to hold gang-rape parties. At twenty or so, I'll come back, let you free for a year, and then turn you into a compulsive nymphomaniac who only fucks ugly guys and can never have an orgasm."
His speech drove any hope of arousal from her. She pulled her fingers out of her vagina, stood up, and ran out the door, still naked, the neighbors gawking...
...only to find herself turn around, go back into the apartment, spread her legs for him, and continue to fingerfuck herself.
"I cheated," he grinned.