
Student Charlotte Nichols has moved into a new area with her parents. Her first impression is good. New classmates seem friendly and the school better than her last one. How wrong could she be? One her first day she is subjected to a lesbian initiation.... and more humiliation follows as the weeks pass by.

Chapter 1

 Moving away from her old friends had been something of a wrench for Charlotte Nichols. Her father had been offered a brilliant new job that would help his career progress. This meant that the family had to move and that Charlotte would have to make new friends and start a new secondary school.
Charlotte had visited the school with her mother prior to moving to the area. It seemed a nice place and the head teacher was friendly. In some ways it appeared better than her last school. Everything was so modern and clean whereas her previous school was a bit old and dowdy. There had also been some rough common characters which Charlotte and her friends found a bit threatening.
That summer she had visited a department store and with her mother had got her new uniform. Her mother complained that it was a pity that the school didn't have the same as her previous school. Charlotte never liked her old uniform as it was royal blue and thus an embarrassment! In her new school she had a choice between charcoal trousers or a wrap-around skirt of the same colour. She tried on both options and decided on the skirt. She liked the way it hung and twirled around. When standing still it rested just touching her knees. Her outfit was set off with a white shirt and black jumper.
Thus in early September Charlotte started her first day at her new school. Her long curly dark hair was tied back in a ponytail and she wearing her new charcoal skirt and pristine white shirt, black shoes and short white socks. She had butterflies in her stomach as she walked into the reception area. She like all new pupils was worried about the unknown. Would people like her? Would she be picked on? Would there be stupid initiation rituals? She looked at a map of the layout of the school and easily found her way to her registration class. Four girls were chatting in the corner. She gingerly approached them and introduced herself. They seemed friendly and told her their names and showed her a vacant seat where she could sit. Apparently it used to be Gwen's seat but she had left the school and moved out of the area.
The teacher introduced herself as Miss Stephenson and welcomed Charlotte to her new school and class.
'I hope you will make Charlotte welcome... ' was her final comment before reciting the register.
Charlotte and the other students were handed her timetable and they all made their way to their different lessons. The girls Charlotte had briefly spoken with a few minutes earlier were happy to direct her to her classroom. Soon the morning lessons were over and the bell signalled lunch.
She followed the other students out and with them she walked to the canteen. It was only then that she noticed that she was the only student wearing a skirt in her year. Everyone else of her age where wearing trousers. She really felt the odd one out and would have to ask her mum to get her some. She had thought of getting them as opposed to the two skirts she had bought. But somehow she just preferred a skirt. She had to admit to herself that the trousers were more attractive than she had first thought. They clearly accentuated the girls' bottoms and legs and were quite stylish. What made her feel all the more out of place was that the only other pupils wearing skirts were the younger girls, who had just started at the school.
After lunch she went outside. It was then that she noticed that small groups of older pupils were befriending the new pupils. In her old school new kids were often bullied and harassed on their first day. The same girls she had spoken with earlier came over and started talking to her again.
'We would like to show you around... ' said one of the four girls.
Charlotte readily agreed and went with them. The tarmac playground was surrounded on two sides by a high old brick wall. They now stood in front of a large old green door in the corner of the area. One of the girls pulled on the large rusting latch and the door creaked open. Charlotte smiled as it reminded her of a scene from a horror movie.
Once through the door it was quickly shut behind them. Once they pushed pass some overhanging shrubs Charlotte realised that they were inside a rather neglected walled garden. She could see other small groups of pupils. Each group had two or three new girls and around six older pupils. She noticed that about a quarter of the pupils were from other cultures than her own. In her last school most of the pupils were white and from fairly humble backgrounds. By contrast the girls here were clearly from families who had worked hard and managed to improve themselves. Like Charlotte's family they had moved to more exclusive neighbourhoods.
Of the four young women who escorted her into the garden three were white and one was of Asian appearance but spoke perfect English with a refined accent. They introduced themselves and Charlotte thought of ways of remembering their names. She hated to seem foolish by forgetting someone's name and she felt it rude to not to learn it. The Asian young lady with long straight black hair was the first to speak and introduced herself as Leisha, Imogen, a petite girl with a mousy bob haircut was the next to speak followed by Shannon an Irish girl with long flowing auburn hair. Finally, Sophie spoke her name whilst teasing her expensively styled red hair.
'We know you name... Charlotte... ' continued Sophie
'It's great pleasure to have a new older girl joining our school... '
Charlotte took the remark as a compliment and smiled.
They all stood in close proximity to her which made her feel a little uneasy. She felt she should say something to break the uneasy silence.
'It's a lovely garden... '
The girls responded with smiles and Sophie spoke again.
'Yes... it is a pleasant place... we like to bring the new pupils here as part of our welcome to the school.'
'We can get to know them intimately here... away from the glare of teachers... '
Charlotte thought her choice of words strange. Clearly she had been reading too many novels containing flowery language.
She glanced around looking for something to comment on and thus start a conversation. She was hoping to see an interesting feature to point out, a sundial or possibly a pergola. Instead she noticed the nearest group of young ladies which were standing about twenty paces away. That was not in itself that interesting apart from the fact that a new girl appeared to be taking down her underwear! She looked more intensely to check that she had not been mistaken. The young blonde pupil was indeed taking down and off her white pants. Once free of her shoes she handed them to one of the gang that surrounded her. Her face was flushed with an interesting shade of pink. In fact a very similar shade to that of Charlotte's face.
Before Charlotte could say a word her eyes had focused on another group of students. Again the youngest, a dark-haired girl was also shyly removing her pants. Charlotte noticed that these were light blue. In fact all around the large garden some ten new pupils were removing their underwear. A couple of more assertive girls had refused. These were soon grabbed and held firmly. Their skirts were then lifted and held above their waists thus giving everyone a clear view of their dainty virginal white underwear. They were not on view for long as another gang members slipped fingers over the waistbands of the now petrified young women. In a couple of downward tugs the girls' pants slipped down exposing their dainty sparsely-covered mounds to all observers.
Charlotte was now somewhat concerned. The word 'intimate' used by Sophie did seem appropriate after all. She could feel the gaze of her hosts and tried not to make eye contact.
Sophie then spoke,
'So... lets have your knickers please!'
Charlotte gulped realising the limited choices she had. She could obey and remove her underwear as commanded or be humiliated by being held, her skirt held up and her pants being forcibly pulled from her by a complete stranger. The idea of having her most private parts being then exposed to some thirty people seemed terrible. She would have to remove her knickers herself and thus prevent that humiliation.
Just what made Charlotte ignore her well reasoned logic and suddenly make a mad dash for the exit she herself did not know. For a moment her quick thinking and actions seemed to have worked. The group of girls looked startled and bemused at her actions. Clearly they had not reckoned for her to do such a thing. In fact the plan went well. That was until she reached the door which would lead her back into the playground. She pulled and pushed vigorously at its latch but it would not move. The girls were wiser than she had realised. The door was firmly locked from the outside by another student who stood guard during the activities. She would only unlock the gate when given the correct pre-arranged password.
Charlotte was now panicking desperately still pulling at the latch and hoping that even in the last seconds it might open. Hands then grabbed her and she was dragged away by her adversaries. The other fifteen or so older students soon joined them, whilst the new younger pupils looked on nearby.
Within seconds her black jumper was now being wrenched over her head. At the same time she felt her new charcoal skirt being unfastened. With her arms being pulled in front of her and hands grasping, pushing and pulling there was little she could do to resist. Her nervousness along with her quick and fraught dash had made her breathless. When her skirt unravelled and left her body she couldn't even muster a small voice of complaint.
Charlotte wondered when they would stop and what would they do next? Hands now were grabbing at her ankles and legs, in moments she was being lifted off the ground and carried at waist height face down. She noticed a wooden picnic table appear beneath her and was lowered onto it. With a few pulls and pushes she was turned over onto her back. She looked up to a sea of faces glaring down at her. Hands were pinning down her legs and arms and she still had little strength to resist.
Sophie squeezed in between two of the young women who were holding Charlotte's arms. Charlotte watched her hands they reached forward and gently took hold the shirt collar. Her fingers followed the edge of the shirt until they reached the first button. She began to pull at it. Being a new shirt the button was a bit difficult to unfasten. But with a little more force it came free. The next one then was undone. Charlotte knew that the top of her new white bra could now be viewed.
She glanced up hoping for help. Leisha, Imogen and Shannon were standing around her and starring at her chest, as the third button was unfastened. Charlotte shut her eyes and hoped it was all a bad dream. She had experienced a few nightmares recently, which had various scenarios including being lost, going to the wrong school and being naked in front of her fellow pupils. They were all classic textbook fear dreams and maybe this was another.
Charlotte's right hand was resting to the side of her naked thigh. She was able to move her fingers enough to stab herself in the leg with a couple of her fingernails. She reasoned that if she was dreaming this would wake her. She felt her nail dig into her bare flesh. She opened her eyes hoping to see her pink bedroom ceiling. Unfortunately it was the resolute faces of her adversaries that she saw as another button popped undone. In a flash the final button was freed and those nearby enthusiastically pulled open the white shirt. Her heaving chest clad in her white lacy bra was on view to dozens of eager eyes.
With great ease and expertise she was rolled over again. She felt the back of her bra being fondled and in seconds it was quickly unclasped. It rested on her shoulders, sandwiched between her and the hard wooden table. Her arms were then pulled forward and were outstretched as though she was going to dive. This position made it easy to pull off the bra over her head and along her arms. As it was pulled from her the garment flicked across her nipples causing her to experience a strange but pleasant feeling.
This was soon forgotten as she felt a hand slip inside the top of her white knickers and giving them a quick wrench downward, exposing her pert and rounded bottom. She gave out a gasp as her last remain piece of clothing descended quickly down her legs, over her shoes and off. All went completely silent for a moment. The hands released their grasp.
The now familiar voice of Sophie then spoke,
'You may now stand up... do not attempt to cover yourself.'
'Stand with your hands on your head... '
Charlotte gradually slipped herself feet first from the table. Once her feet were on the ground she slowly straightened her back and kept her hands by her side. She could almost feel the dozen or so pair of eyes ogling her bare rounded 34b breasts. She was gently guided away from the table and was again surrounded by the young women. They formed a large circle so as to get a good look at naked body. Charlotte was aware that they could see pert bottom and shapely legs.
The final indignity occurred when she was told to open her legs. Sophie crouched down in front of her and pushed at her legs until they were about two feet apart. Charlotte's small triangle of dark pubic hair was now being gazed at. Sophie would clearly see the pinkness of her larger than average labia.
Each of Sophie's friends then also took it in turns to look at her pubic area. Each one passing comments as to the size of her lips. Leisha was the last to look.
'They are even bigger than mine... ' exclaimed Leisha.
'Are your sure? questioned Sophia with a smile.
Without further debate the Asian girl undid her trousers and tugged them down to her ankles. Her black thong followed. She then pulled up her shirt and thrust forward her hips so as to give her friends a good view.
They had to agree that Leisha no longer held the school record for having the biggest pussy lips!
Leisha then pulled her clothing back into place. Just to make sure that they were correct all the new girls had to suffer the indignity of having to raise their skirts and allow Sophia to inspect their labia's. They were all of normal size but one girl did have something unusual. Charlotte recognised her as one of the girls who had not co-operated.
Her name was Juri and she was Japanese in origin and had very pretty features and short dark hair. She was brought forward to stand beside Charlotte. Despite her begging her skirt was removed. She was then ordered to lie on her back on the nearby table. Once in position her legs were held open as through she was about to give birth. Charlotte noticed that despite her young years she had a generous mound of dark pubic hair. Despite its thick coverage everyone could see what had caught Sophie's attention.
The poor girl had a very large engorged clitoris, nearly the length of her small finger! In normal circumstances it could not be easily seen. But when she was aroused it soon became erect. Juri was most concerned that in fact it seemed to have a mind of its own. A passing sensual thought and it would spring forth accompanied by a dampness in her crouch. This was most alarming when wearing a bikini or a leotard. She would have to rash to the nearest toilet or private place and try and think of something non-sexual.
Today however, it was on display as never before. The more she tried to focus on anything but the erotic, the more filthy thoughts came into her mind. How she had secretly enjoyed watching Charlotte being stripped. Her she wanted the same to happen to her. They had awakened a beast within her. Her suppressed sexual frustration was bubbling out of control. She was confused by her feelings. She had been taught that sexual thoughts were sinful. But she reasoned if she was seduced or forced then the sin would be the perpetrators not hers.
With that thought in her mind she did little to resist the gentle finger that now teased her exposed womanhood. When lips started to kiss her clitoris followed by the stimulation of a flicking tip of tongue she lay back and let herself drift of into ecstasy. Thus Sophia brought the teenager to her first orgasm in full view of around ten of her new classmates and twenty or so older girls.
Charlotte was grateful just to be naked and to have not had that done to her. Sophie told Juri to get up and then walked towards Charlotte.
'I am feeling a bit horny now... are you?'
Charlotte didn't know what to say. She felt that whatever answer she gave would be wrong. Experience had shown her that agreeing and obeying were a good idea.
Thus she answered in the way she thought Sophie required.
'Yes... I am!' she said quietly.
Sophie looked surprised.
'I didn't think you were enjoying yourself at all... how wrong could I be... '
'I was going to let you get dressed... apart from your knickers... and let you go... '
'But... now I know you're into this... you can help me... '
'Choose any new girl you fancy... ! Came the command.
Charlotte knew not to delay too much. Sophie clearly had a short fuse.
Quickly she pointed out a petitee girl of Mediterranean appearance.
Within seconds the unfortunate pupil was called forward. Her name was Maria. Charlotte noticed her large brown eyes and long eyelashes. Her dark hair hung lankly and unkempt touching her shoulders. Her frame was slim but with some shape.
Charlotte was given the job of undressing the pubescent teenager. She was to have everything removed except her shoes. All her classmates were ordered to watch and say nothing. She co-operated with Charlotte's requests. She limply moved her arms, allowing her to remove her black jumper and her shirt. Next the skirt was undone and removed. Each item was passed to Shannon who folded them neatly and placed them on top of Charlotte's clothing. Finally her small 28a bra was undone and removed revealing her small budding breasts and pink puffy nipples. Then her flowery pants were gently taken down. Her few wisps of pubic hair barely covered her virgina. Her small breasts and pert bottom were accentuated by her tanned body which contrasted with the untanned areas where her bikini had been.
Sophie was now lying back on the table. Her trousers and red thong were around her ankles and her legs were bent at the knee.
Imogen, Shannon and some of the other older students escorted them the few paces to the table. They now stood at Sophie's feet looking down on her half naked body. Both young women noticed that her vagina was completely shaved. Before Charlotte could think she was being grabbed and pushed forward by Imogen, Shannon and Leisha. Within moments her face was just a breath away from Sophie's shaved pussy.
'Lick me... you bitch... ! Came the command from a breathless Sophie.
Charlotte slowly moved her face and lips nearer her exposed virgina. She could see it was moist and glistening with excitement. Her tongue pushed forward and parted her lips. She closed her eyes and allowed its tip to gently run along the edge of Sophie's labia. Sophie gave out a gasp of joy. Soon Charlotte was licking her as though she had done it a thousand times before.
Charlotte then felt her arm being gently brushed. She responded and moved sideways. Shannon placed her head next to hers and joined her in pleasuring Sophie. Their tongues occasionally touched and Charlotte was learning from feeling and seeing her technique. Leisha then gently pulled Charlotte away. Imogen then manoeuvred the young naked girl into place. She protested. The threat of having her nipples pinched persuaded her to obey. Soon she was licking Sophie under the guidance of Shannon. It was not long before Sophie climaxed noisily.
Sophie then got up and pulled into place her clothing.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed three of the new girls whispering to each other.
In a flash she approached them.
'What are you whispering about? She demanded to know.
'Nothing... ' said a well-built girl of Caribbean appearance, boldly seeking to help her friends out.
'Don't lie you little bitch... ' ranted Sophie.
'What were you all saying?'
The girl realised she had met her match and started to speak.
'We were just saying... that we are not lesbians... '
'Oh aren't you? quipped Sophie.
'How do you know?'
The girl could not really come up with an answer.
'If you haven't tried something how do you know whether or not you would like it?
Sophie announced to the whole crowd.
'You will recall that I told you all to be quiet and watch.'
'Clearly your three friends think they can disobey my instructions.'
'I will now teach them to obey... and to not be so prejudiced... '
The three girls were singled out and made to stand together away from the rest of their year. Charlotte and Maria still both naked and the bottomless Juri were told to join the other pupils. They were all formed into two lines facing each other with a gap down the middle. In all some thirty pupils were lined up and Sophie made sure that their was an even number in each line.
Sophie then gave her instructions... 
'When I say each of these girls will take in turn to run down the middle of the lines. It is your job to undress them. If any come out the other end with any clothing on you will all be punished. The more that gets through the worse the punishment!'
Thus is was that all three girls had to run the gauntlet. They were easily overwhelmed one by one. Jumpers, shirts, bras, skirts and even shoes and socks were ripped from them in seconds.
They emerged at the far end of the line naked, a little bruised, scratched and shocked. No sooner than they were out then the older pupils left the end of then line and escorted them away. They were quickly taken to the old potting shed. Their classmates were permitted to go, with a warning not to mention what had happened. Once inside the shed their young bodies were licked and kissed all over with special attention taken to any scratches or blemishes. They were then coerced into kissing and fondling each other whilst the older girls watched and occasionally joined in. Finally Sophie entered the shed with Charlotte and Juri having spent a few minutes kissing and caressing with them.
The three girls, one Caribbean, one blonde and one Asian, were ordered to lie on their backs. Sophie mounted the black girl in the sixty-nine position. Obeying her instruction Charlotte and Juri did the same to the other two. Sophie wasted no time in burying her face in the curly Caribbean mound and licking the young virgin's orifice. Charlotte obeyed her instruction and did likewise to the Asian beauty who lay helpless beneath her. Whilst Juri enjoyed the light silky soft skin of the young pretty blue eyed blonde. Eagerly she gently bit into her soft pink labia, whilst the girl's wispy blonde pubic hair tickled her cheek.
The girls reluctantly responded. The Caribbean girl licking the shaved and bald pussy of Sophie. The Asian pupil lapping at Charlotte's large labia. The blonde's mouth being penetrated by the Japanese girl's engorged clitoris. Imogen, Shannon and Leisha looked on enjoying the spectacle. Their trousers were around their ankles and their knickers were pulled aside, with fingers delving into each others hot wet pussies.
Sophie climaxed first followed shortly by Juri. They then went and gave Charlotte some extra stimulation to help her come. Whilst Juri massaged her buttocks Sophie played with her nipples. The Asian pupil was ordered to lick her with more force and to get her tongue deep inside. This still did not seem to be getting Charlotte fully aroused. Thus Sophie tried talking dirty. She said things in the most filthy way imaginable. Charlotte had experienced dark erotic dreams in the past and Sophie's vile mouth was uttering some of her deepest hidden and oppressed fantasies.
'I know what you like you dirty fucking slut... ' whispered Sophie.
'... you would like a gang of rough girls to strip you in a public place in front of all your most pretty friends... '
'you want them to make you finger yourself in front of everyone... '
'... you would like them to make you strip your friends... and lick your best friend... '
She then continued... 
' you would like to punish naughty girls who have done you wrong by fucking them with a large dildo... '
' you want to blackmail a girl and make her your sex slave... '
This torrent of filth did the trick and she climaxed for the first time in her life.
The three pupils had learnt their lesson of submission and were permitted to get dresses and go. Likewise Charlotte and Juri were allowed to dress, minus their knickers. It was nearly time for lessons to start again. They walked back towards the school building with Sophie and her gang.
As they went through the door and into the building Sophie put her hand up inside both of their skirts and playfully pinched their bare bottoms.
'I have plans for you two! She said.
The two young ladies went their separate ways wondering just what plans she had for them. But as Charlotte felt a gently breeze around her bare bottom it was now clear to her just why girls didn't wear skirts!
 
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To be continued.....
