PPuller's Polly & Jane stories

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Jane wondered where she was for the next few seconds, but as camera’s flashed and people snickered Jane quickly remembered at least the 1st part of her night. Acting quickly, Jane sprang to her feet, grabbed the tattered red dress from the floor, and hastily dashed off to the ladies room, as she clutched the dress tight against her body. What was now left of the crowd - whistled cheered for the streaking beauty as she breezed past them.

Once inside the sanctuary of the restroom, Jane felt a degree of relief - until she looked up, When she looked up, there was Polly...



...”POLLY! -OHMIGAWD!!! -POLLY!!!!” Jane screamed as she dropped the red dress from her beautiful naked body - shocked by what she saw in front of her.

...Suspended by her black latex G-string panties, Polly had been blindfolded & bound at the wrists by her own stockings. Jane looked sadly at her friend and noticed that wrapped around her ankles was somebody’s white bra. Jane noted that Polly wasn’t talking, but muffling. Seconds had passed before Jane snapped out of her shocked daze and quickly rushed over to Polly to save her. 1st Jane removed Polly’s silk stocking blindfold. Jane looked into her friends terrified eyes. As Polly continued her muffled screams, Jane came to the horrible realization that Polly had something stuffed in her beautiful mouth. Immediately Jane stuck her fingers inside Polly’s mouth and slowly extricated an unidentified pair of white nylon string bikini panties with tiny black musical notes printed all over them. Jane looked at them with disgust and dropped them to the floor. Polly gasped for breathe 1st, then began screaming & cursing - as her body shook, her firm, perky titties jiggled wildly in Jane’s face as she tried to untie the stockings from around Polly’s right wrist. Polly had worked herself into a frenzy, and was sobbing for Jane to help. “Just get me down, Jane! Get me down, PLEASE!! -It hurts soooo baddd!!” Polly sobbed. Jane moved as quickly as she could to free both of Polly’s wrists. Once that was accomplished, Polly immediately shot both of her hands down to her offending latex panties, desperately trying to dig her fingers underneath the taut black material in hopes her efforts might offer her pained buttcrack and sore crotch some relief. As Polly struggled with her G-string, Jane knelt down and slipped the heavily padded white bra from around Polly’s ankle.

Jane wrapped her arms around Polly’s little waist in an effort to ease the pressure. Frantically, Polly climbed up Jane’s body finally bringing the desired relief. Jane reached up to unhook the black, rubbery panties, but to her dismay found that the thin latex string had been wrapped around the hook several times. “Polly, I can’t get it off!! -It’s all tangled!” Jane whined. “Help me, Jane! Plllleeeeeezzzzz!” Polly whined in response. Jane was momentarily stumped: she had nothing to cut the panty strings with; she didn’t possess the strength to lift Polly up off the hook, or to untangle the entwined latex panties from around the hook; and Jane knew that those latex panties were strong, and were not going to rip any time soon. “Polly, honey...” Jane said softly, “You’ll have to climb out of them...it’s the only way.” Polly whimpered a little, then began to crawl up Jane’s body, resting her arms on Jane’s sleek, sexy shoulders. With the majority of Polly’s upper body supported, Jane slowly stepped back away from the door as Polly slid forward with her. The latex stayed tight in Polly’s bum & crotch, and the frightened girl glanced back at her own bared asscheeks, and winced as the black latex -fully stretched- began to pull away from Polly’s tender flesh. It was a slow, arduous task, but eventually the once-sexy black latex G-string, still wrapped around the hook, slid down Polly’s legs as Jane backed further away from Polly’s teather.

Polly inched closer to relief as Jane steadily dictated her progress, stepping back slowly & cautiously, careful not to let her friend drop to the floor until she was able to get her feet underneath her.

Polly’s final escape was as graceful as it could possibly be as she brought 1 foot down, then the other. Once she’d touched down, Polly and Jane embraced each other and sobbed as they felt comfort in each other’s presence. Standing there buck-naked in the women’s room with her best friend, also fully nude, Polly couldn’t help but think back to tonight’s earlier encounter with Becky, Fat Fran, Linda, & Tammy...

...Polly stood near the back of the dance hall smiling as Jane walked up the steps leading up onto the stage. Enthusiastically she cheered for her gorgeous friend. The people around her included Jane’s date, her own date, and her friends Samantha & Toni, along with their respective dates. As they all cheered for Jane, Polly drifted closer to the stage to offer even more support for her friend.

Jane lined up along the side of the stage, and soon Allison Marlow joined Jane on stage, followed by Lauren - one of the few people in the world Polly could honestly say she truly despised. As Polly innocently stood hoping that even if Jane wasn’t named Freshmen Queen, at the very least she would beat out Lauren in the student voting, suddenly she felt 2 big paws clamp down on her slender, unsuspecting shoulders.

The surprisingly rough grip on her shoulders startled Polly, and she spun around with a frightened look on her face. That frightened look was justified - the big, beefy paws belonged to Fat Fran, and along with the flabby behemoth stood Becky, Linda and Tammy. The 4 girls grinned menacingly at the shocked beauty, and in a display of pure physical force, the pack of wicked young women wildly whisked the waifish Polly through the crowd to the back of the room, and down the short corridor en route to the ladies room. “NO! LET ME GO! LET GO OF ME! LET GO!!” Polly screamed out in protest. With all eyes glued to the action on stage, Mrs. Wallop continued her speech as Polly was dragged, kicking & screaming, into the solitude of the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom Mrs. Wallop could be heard introducing the finalists for Freshmen Queen...

...But now, Polly had bigger concerns than who would be named Freshmen Queen.

Instantly, Linda & Tammy seized Polly’s slim, toned arms and pulled them away from her sides as she squirmed helplessly. Becky stepped directly in front of her and snapped, “You oughta consider yourself lucky you’re in here with us, bitch! After what you & Jane did to Liz I’d hate to be her!!” “Fuck you!!” Polly screeched in retort, earning her a slap across the face from Becky. As Polly recovered from the smack, her thoughts were initially filled with concerns for herself, but it came to her in a flash, **ohmigoddd! Jane!!** Polly’s mind screamed for her own benefit. Another smack across the face brought Polly back to her own situation, which was quickly deteriorating into another mortifying run-in with this ruthless gang of girls.

“Gee Polly,” Becky started innocently, “You look so pretty tonight: such a nice dress, and your hair looks spectacular...doesn’t she look great tonight, girls?” Becky inquired of her 3 fiendish friends. The girls backed her up with a chorus of “Oh yeah”, “Sure”, and “Yeah, beautiful”. “Yep, this is about as beautiful as I’ve ever seen you look, Polly...” feigning deep thought, Becky torturously continued, “...well, except for maybe that time when you were wearing that backwards G-string...” The girls all laughed as Polly winced in discomfort - both from her own recollection of that night, and from the intense pressure in her twisted arms. Still not finished, Beck continued, “...Oh, and then there was that time when I paddled your skinny little ass when you had nothing on but those cute little girlie underpants - OH, you were SO CUTE!” Becky gushed at the remembrance of Polly’s naked titties jiggling in unison with her pig-tails. The girls let out another hearty laugh at Polly’s expense, as the captive cutie leveled a smug stare at her tormentor. “Oh, but who could forget how great you looked the 1st time I met you...there you were, nothin on but those hootchie-slut leopard print panties crammed up your ass...ahhhhhh...that had to be your BEST!!” Again the girls all belted out a round of laughter before Becky quieted them down. “Ahhhh, yeah...you should be glad we took those little slut panties away from you - along with all the other ones we took from you a few weeks ago. I don’t mind telling you, Polly, wearing such little underwear had given you quite the reputation.” The girls laughed more during Becky’s brief pause as the thin girl paced back and forth, her eyes beamed with torturous delight. “Hhmmmmm, I wonder, did you stop wearing such skanky little panties?? -Girls, do any of you think this little slutbag learned not to wear skanky little panties??” Again Becky’s friends backed her up as they each gave their negative replies.

Polly frowned. She’d been through this too many times not to know what this leading up to.

In a flash, Fat Fran grabbed 2 fleshy handfuls of Polly’s silk dress and yanked down. With a shriek from Polly, the thin straps broke from the rest of the gown as it dropped listlessly to the white tiled floor. Again the 4 girls broke out into laughter.

There stood Polly: hair perfectly shaped in various curls and long twists; eyes wide open and face flush with anger & mortification; bra-less titties perfectly perky - nipples covered by the adhesive disks- and quivering with the emotions displayed on her beautiful face; her tight belly bejeweled by a decorative belly ring; then the near microscopic panties she’d picked for the evening - a scant black latex G-string; her exposed legs 2 shimmering stems encased in her black silk, thigh-high stockings; and finally her sexy slipdress reduced to a mere puddle of dark, black silk at her feet.

Her attackers, practically doubled-over with laughter, cackled & crowed for several minutes as Polly helplessly shifted her hands around her nearly naked body in a senseless attempt to maintain her modesty. The mean girls had 2 main targets of torment: 1) Polly’s little black latex G-string; and 2) the gorgeous Asian girl’s curiously covered nips. As the teasing continued, Polly wearily endured the verbal assault. But after a few more minutes passed, it became clear there was more in store for her.

Fran barreled over to her, got her in a powerful headlock and spun her around so her bared buttcheeks faced the other girls. As Polly unwillingly mooned her adversaries, they in turn, continued to laugh and reign a barrage of slaps to the pretty girl’s defenseless derriere.

Polly’s pain rang through in a cadence exactly like this:
< SSSMMaaKK >
“oooooo”
< SSSMMaaKK >
“ooooWWW”
<< SSSMMaaKK >
“OMIGAWD!”
<< SSSMMaaKK >>
“OH! STOP!”
<< SSMMaaKK >>
“Ppppllllleeeezzz”
<< SSMMaaKK >>
“PLEASE! STOP!!”

All the while the laughter never ceased, and soon Polly was reduced to a whimpering, whining, pathetic mess.

After a few minutes more of this torture, Fran spun poor Polly out of the headlock, then latched onto the back of Polly’s rubbery black G-string. Within seconds, the huge fattie hoisted the back of the stretchy G-string up toward the sky. The latex material offered little resistance and expanded to an extraordinary degree as Polly’s eyes popped open and her mouth dropped in pained agony.

Everyone in the room, including Polly, realized just how stretchable that skimpy little G-string was as Fran hauled it as high as her flabby arms could reach. Polly looked like a scared little rabbit throughout this agonizing wedgie, and it was soon to get worse for the unfortunate beauty.

Polly’s near nude body was upright, and stiff as a board as the girls all stared and laughed at her. By the second, the black latex was slipping further & further into her pussy, and she nervously reached down to impede it’s progress. Linda noticed Polly’s efforts and decided to put a stop to that though. In an instant, big Linda had smacked Polly’s toned arms away from the front of her panties and had a grip on them herself.

“OH! OH, NO!!” Polly screamed. “PLEASE, DON’T!!” she begged as she stared into the bigger girl’s menacing eyes. It was a useless attempt to solicit any pity from Linda, though, and a half-second later Polly was on her toes squealing as the front of her black G-string was sent straight into the air.

It didn’t take long for the latex to burrow between Polly’s bald pussy lips. A chorus of laughter followed immediately after, and naturally a wave of humiliating taunts & teases accompanied the laughter. Polly’s eyes were wide, and her mouth hung agape as she could feel the intruding latex slide deeper, and deeper inside her.

Things were only going to get worse for poor Polly, though. The laughter, and teasing never subsided - and unfortunately for Polly, neither did the pressure of the front & back wedgie. But after a few minutes of that torture, Polly’s painful 2-sided wedgie escalated into a malicious bouncing wedgie from Fran & Linda. The 2 hefty girls had Polly rocketing up & down, easily clearing one full foot off the ground on the upstroke as her rubberized panties would literally sling-shot the petite beauty into the air. Polly squealed each and every time the 2 girls heaved her into the air, and her perky titties bobbed up & down - only adding to the teasing, as her covered nipples amused the fiendish girls to no end. Polly was in tears after only a few seconds of this torment, and slowly the girls came to a stop as Polly screamed out her surrender and pleaded for them to stop.

Linda stretched the front of Polly’s G-string as far back as she could - the pretty Asian girl groaned & pleaded for her to let go, and the vicious big-girl cheerfully gave her her wish. With a wicked smile on her face, Linda released the black latex and it snapped back hard into Polly’s exposed pubic area. “OOOWWWW!!!” Polly squealed as she doubled over with the stinging pain in her mid-section, only to be yanked upright by a powerful tug on the back of her G-string from fat Fran, which elicited another yelp from the defenseless beauty.

“OH, You guys!” Fran beamed, “Check THIS out!!” Fran dragged Polly over to one of the stall doors, and kicked it open with her foot as Polly helplessly followed along. Fat Fran stared down at Polly’s naked asscheeks, laughed a little, then bent her knees. Everyone knew exactly what was going to happen next - even Polly. As Fran squatted down, Polly gasped, and begged the large girl not to do it, but a second later a loud grunt indicated that Polly would be shown no remorse from the big fatty. With a powerful heave, Fran exploded upward with Polly’s skimpy G-string clutched tightly in her meaty hands. Polly’s gorgeous little body had no choice but to go up with it. The beautiful Asian girl shrieked as she ascended closer to the ceiling than she’d ever thought she’d be. With amazing dexterity, fat Fran twisted the stretchy string around a clothing hook at the top of the door. Fran huffed a little and pressed Polly against the door and most of her weight rested on the big girl’s beefy shoulder. With the pressure eased off the G-string, Fran managed to wind the other panty-strings around the hook also.

The look on Polly’s face was of frightened relief. True, the immense pressure in her ass & pussy had eased up greatly, but she was scared to death about what was going to happen next - and rightfully so.

The other girls laughed & cheered, and Becky stepped close to the hanging post. “Well, well, Polly, you skanky little bitch...” skinny Becky sneered. “Hope you're ready for this...I think we’ll call it ‘The Wedgie Death Drop’ “ Cheers erupted and a fraction of a second later, Fran took a step back; gripped Polly around her thin waist; lifted her up in the air; smiled; and barked, “Sayonara, ya skinny little skank!” before she released her.

Polly’s eyes lit up like a deer in caught in the headlights, and her full body weight plunged downward. The girls cheered wildly. “AWWWWWWW!!!” Polly cried out at the top of her lungs as she felt her latex panties slice into her ass & pussy. The stretchy black material expanded to an amazing degree as Polly dangled only a few inches from the ground, her silk covered feet kicking frantically.

The petite beauty winced in agony, and frantically tried to relieve the pain by any method she could think of. However, her efforts soon gave way to her instincts, and she began to wiggle & kick in desperation, as anguished moans escaped her lips.

Polly’s weeping & pleading were barely audible though over the hyena-like laughing of her tormentors. The rowdy group of girls teased her mercilessly as she hung helplessly by her outstretched G-string.

Several minutes went by, and there was no sign of the girls giving Polly her release. Then the door to the ladies roomm opened. In walked Gina Lombardo, a pretty girl with long, dark hair. The 5’6” brunette stopped dead in her tracks as she spotted Polly and the girls torturing her.

Gina stepped quietly into the room and let the door close behind her, careful not to let the bottom of her long, white strapless dress get caught in the door.

The wild group of girls were busy menacing the pretty Asian girl, and never noticed Gina. But when Becky slapped Polly right in the face, Gina instinctually gasped.

All eyes focused on Gina and the dark haired girl hesitantly stepped closer to them. Gina didn’t really know any of the girls, but she’d heard of Polly’& Jane’s various humiliations throughout the year. Maybe it was her Italian blood, or maybe it was her sense of fairness, but whatever the reason, Gina thought she should intervene and help the half-naked Asian girl hanging by her panties. That was Gina’s mistake.

As the hot-tempered brunette argued with the girls to leave Polly alone, she soon began to realize the impending doom she was soon to face. After a brief bout of verbal sparring, Gina’s sense of self-preservation finally kicked in. “Just leave her alone!” she shouted as she turned to run. Gina got barely 3 feet from the group before Linda & Tammy attacked her. In the melee, the 2 bigger girls had managed to pull down the front of Gina’s strapless gown. With an astonished, and embarrassed look Gina backed away from them as she tried to fix her dress. “Get her girls!” Becky ordered. Immediately, Linda & Tammy went right for Gina’s dress. Again the pretty girl’s top was yanked down to reveal her white strapless bra. An instant later, the 2 big girls had Gina subdued as they held her outstretched arms. Upon closer inspection it was clear to see that Gina’s bra was VERY heavily padded, and when Becky pointed it out to the to the others, Gina became flush with embarrassment. Her red face got even redder when the whole crowd began to taunt her and her small tits and padded bra. “Fuck you!” Gina screamed in response to the teasing. Her fiestiness earned her a punch in the stomach from Linda, and as the pretty brunette doubled over, and coughed for her breathe, Becky shouted, “You should never have come in here, bitch! Now you’re gonna pay for sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong! OK, girls? Let’s teach her a lesson!”