From breeannad@aol.com Mon Nov 25 18:25:36 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: What I Did 2B Accepted (Teen - R/L)
From: breeannad@aol.com
Date: 25 Nov 1996 23:25:36 GMT

Being the new kid on the street is usually never easy.  Couple that with
the
fact that you just don't fit it makes it even more difficult.

When i was 13 we moved to a new house on the other side of town. 
There were 3 other girls in the neighborhood that i tried to befriend.
Laura, Krissy, and Amy were all older than me.  They were in high school
and
I was so envious of them.  They were attractive, dated, and were part of
an "in" crowd. In short, they were all the things i wasn't.

At first they were nice to me.  Letting me into their world a little bit
at a
time.  Laura had lended me one of her sweaters which i had been admiring. 
I
was so flattered!  And one day Krissy fixed my hair in a french braid, the
same way she wore hers.

I was floating.  I finally felt so accepted.  I think i was literally
beaming
with happiness.

Then they seemed to pull away.  At one point i didn't see any of them for
a
few weeks.  I felt miserable and lonely and began to wonder if i had done
something to make them angry with me.

Finally one Saturday afternoon the doorbell rang and it was the three of
them.  They told me to come with them to Krissy's house. I grabbed my
jacket
and went with them.  They were kind of quiet during the walk to Krissy's
house and i was feeling a little on edge, like something wasn't right.

When we got to Krissy's house i followed them down into the basement.  We
all
sat down and Krissy began to talk.  She told me that they all really liked
me
a lot, but that if they were going to continue to let me hang around with
them, that i would have to be initiated.  They said they were getting a
lot of flack from some of their other friends for hanging around with a
"kid".  

I wasn't sure about this, and actually i was a little frightened. I
was beginning to feel vulnerable, yet i trusted these girls.  They were my
friends, and i didn't want to lose the way they made me feel accepted and
valued.

I told Krissy i didn't want to lose their friendship and i hesitantly told
her that i would go along with the initiation.   They all looked at one
another and smiled.


End of part 1

From breeannad@aol.com Mon Nov 25 18:28:44 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: What I Did 2B Accepted (Teen - R/L)
From: breeannad@aol.com
Date: 25 Nov 1996 23:28:44 GMT


When the weekend rolled around, i was invited over to Krissy's for a
sleepover.  With her parents being at a wedding out of state, the house
was
empty.

Down into the basement i followed Krissy.  Laura and Amy were already
there.

Krissy sat me down and began to speak.  She told me that the three of them
were going to have to do things to me that would hurt me.  But not to
worry,
they wouldn't do anything to me that would scar me or cause me permanent
injury.  But that these things would be embarrassing and painful.  She
asked
me if i still wanted to go along with this.

My face turned bright red from being anxious and Laura handed me her
Pepsi.
I got a little teary eyed and really felt i might cry.  I looked down at
my
soda and told them that i was afraid and i started bawling.  I felt
Krissy's
arm on my shoulder.  She began rubbing my back and telling me that it was
going to be alright.  That it would only last an hour, and that then we
would
be able to be friends forever.  It sounded really corny somehow, yet I
felt
reassured and wiped my eyes.

I was then blindfolded and a washcloth being shoved into my mouth. My
hands were tied with nylons behind my back.  But not before my blouse and
bra were removed. Then my jeans and underwear were taken off.  I stood
there before them extremely embarrased.  My face again was flush red.  

I felt hands on my breasts.  Stroking, grabbing, and then my nipples being
twisted.  First not very hard, then hard enough to make me yell through
the
washcloth.  Then i heard the sound of clothespins opening.  (Later i
realized
that they weren't the sounds of clothespins, but the opening of the clamps
of
a skirt hanger.)   When these were attached to my nipples, i yelped like a
wounded animal.  My nipples had never been in so much pain.  Then i felt a
tugging sensation.  Someone was pulling on the hanger so that my nipples
were
being stretched to their full limit.  Just when i thought it couldn't get
any
worse, what felt like a rubber egg flipper, was hitting my painfully
extended
tits full force.  One breast was beaten at a time. Over and over and over.
Finally it the breast beating stopped and my nipples were released from
the
clamps.  

The blindfold was then removed and I was then lead over to a cushioned
bench.
The kind you see in gyms with the black upholstery.  My butt was
positioned
so that it was resting on the very edge of the bench.  Someone was sitting
on
my back and was spreading my butt cheeks wide open.  I began to feel
panicky
and began squirming and desperately trying to get free, when suddenly
something extremely cold was being forced into my anus.  I gasped in
suprise.
Then cried out from the coldness of it.  Ice cubes were being pushed into
my
anus, one after another.  It was now that i began to cry like a baby.   I
don't know how many were shoved up me.  Maybe 3 or 4.  But the coldness
hurt
more than i can tell you.

I was left alone for awhile, while the girls went upstairs.  I could hear
soda cans being opened and them laughing.  I was now past the point of
being
embarrased.  I should have felt angry i suppose.  But i only felt degraded
and worried.  Worried about what was next.

I didn't have to worry long.  I heard them coming down the stairs.  The
washcloth was taken from my mouth and Laura put a straw in my mouth so i
could have some of her Dr. Pepper.  My mouth felt like cotton and soda had
never tasted so good.  The washcloth was then placed back in my mouth and
once again someone was on my back spreading my butt cheeks.  I muffled
through my washcloth to please not use any more ice cubes on me

All of a sudden i heard a SNAP!  And if Laura hadn't been sitting on my
back
i would have jumped right off of it.  I screamed in pain through the
washcloth.  Before i had a chance to catch my breath from the scream,
there
was another SNAP!  I screamed for the world to hear (not that anyone could
hear) and frantically like a tortured animal tried to get free.  But Laura
was a pretty solid girl.  There was no way i was going anywhere.  Tears
streamed down my face as Krissy snapped that thin elastic band along the
sides of my butthole, and the area of skin between my front hole and butt
hole.  I must have been snapped a half a dozen times.  I could FEEL the
welts
forming and had never felt so much pain in my life.

With Laura still sitting on my back, my buttocks were assaulted next. 
They
were whipped with an extension cord, leather belt, and the elastic band
was
used on them also.  The whipping was painful and i cried like a baby, but
the
elastic band was sheer torture.  It was the most painful thing i had ever
experienced.  

I guess everyone was beginning to get hungry. I was left lying on the
bench
while the girls went upstairs for something to eat.  When they came back
down
Amy fed me half of a turkey sandwich.  I devoured it in between begging
them
not to hurt me anymore.  Amy said it was almost over now, and that they
had
been talking upstairs about how brave i was and how much respect they all
had
for me.  I actually smiled.  Can you beleive it?  I smiled!  Somehow the
fact
that they respected me made everything i had been put through feel worth
it.

Amy didn't bother putting the washcloth back into my mouth.  I was glad. 
The
sides of my mouth were beginning to ache from being stretched.

I was taken off the bench and then put back on it.  Only this time i was
on
my back.  

I soon heard the sound of an electric razor.  I was warned to stay still
while i felt my privates being shaved.  They didn't have to warn me to be
still.  I was so afraid of being nicked that i stayed perfectly still.  It
was a very thorough shaving and i hoped that i wouldn't itch too much when
it
grew back.  It was the first time that afternoon that i wasn't
experiencing
pain, and i think i actually began to feel relaxed during the shaving. 
That
feeling didn't last long though.  Because no sooner did the shaving stop
than
the pain began.  With my butt on the very edge of the bench, and each foot
firmly planted on the ground, Amy suddenly grabbed my left leg and Laura
grabbed my right.  They spread my legs open so far i felt like a wishbone.
Then WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK! Krissy was attacking my private parts
with a long thin wooden spoon.  I squirmed from side to side, trying to
dodge the blows, but it didn't help. Krissy very thoroughly beat that
place between my legs with a vengence.  I cried, screamed, and struggled. 
When finally after only a few minutes it was over.  I could feel the
assaulted area throbbing.   And then she began beating my nipples with the
spoon.  About a dozen full force stikes to each breast.  Directly on the
nipple.  And then finally, it was over.  I was
untied, and led upstairs to the bathroom.  They sat me on the toilet while
a
bath was run for me.  Then they left the room.  I soaked in that tub
forever.
The warm water felt so soothing.  Laura brought me in a towel and told me
they were ordering pizza, and what did i want on it? I told her mushrooms
and she closed the door.

Somehow that experience made me feel closer to all of them.  Yet at the
same
time, when i wouldn't hear from any of them for a week at a time, i would
end up
feeling used.  No mention of the initiation was ever made.  It was like it
never happened.  Did we end up all staying friends as they had promised? 
For awhile, yes.  But they went onto college and i went looking once again
for acceptance.  I had found it in my first real boyfriend.  But that is
ANOTHER story ;)

Comments welcome  :)
Breeanna