Girl fights

When I was in junior high there was a girl (Rosemarie) that was a real bully. She had a best friend (Ginny) she was always with and two other girls that just hung around and did whatever Rosemarie asked. Rosemarie would fight or beat up anyone and everyone was scared of her. My best friend was asked out by a boy Rosemarie liked and she found out. She said she was going to beat the hell out of my friend. My friend asked if I'd help if Rosemarie jumped her. I said yes, even though I had never fought anyone in my life and was frankly scared. My friend managed to avoid her for a couple weeks

There was this nearby store where we'd all stop in to get candy or cigarettes or sodas or whatever and I was in there before school one morning and Rosemarie and her gang came in. When she saw me she said I know who you are and if I can't find your friend I'll just beat the crap out of you. The next day I was walking past the store and Rosemarie runs out the door and drags me by my hair to the park behind the store. Her friends were there and Rosemarie ripped some of my hair out and kept punching me in the head, my stomach and my tits. I was just crying. They pushed me on the ground and she pulled up my top and started slapping my tits. A crowd had formed because someone yelled girl fight. People were laughing because she pulled my top off. She had pulled me up and then threw me back down on the ground and told her girls to hold me down.

They were holding me spreadeagle and she pulled her foot up with her hard boots and I thought she was going to start stomping me. Instead she smiled and said I gotta idea. She told her girls to pull my legs as far apart as they could and she kicked me full on hard in my pussy. I screamed and tears ran out my eyes. She told her girls to hold me tighter and pull my skirt up and she kicked me hard again. People watching were cringing, no one was laughing anymore but nobody helped.

Rosemarie was pumped and told her girls to pull my underwear off. They did and she must have kicked my pussy ten times in a row. I was just curled up in a ball and she walked away, her girls in tow with my top and underwear. Some people started to walk over to me but Rosemarie said threateningly, nothing to see here and they all dispersed. I couldn't move, I was in pain and didn't know what to do because I only had my skirt on and my house was about 20 blocks away. I looked over and the man who owned the store was at the back door, I don't know how long he'd been watching but he first started to close the door and I started yelling and begging don't leave me here. Finally he came and helped me up and brought me in the back of the store. He told me to sit down and tell him what happened.

When I sat down my pussy was burning. He made me show him where she hit and kicked me (damn pervert). He said he'd get some salve and try to find something for me to wear. He came back with the salve and was asking me what my mom would think. I stupidly said she'd be furious. He said he wouldn't tell and offered to rub the salve on me (damn pervert). He did and he played with my tits and rubbed the salve on my pussy and tried to jam his finger up my ass. I was trying to get away and he said he couldn't find anything for me to wear, he'd have to call my mother. I was crying and said you have damn t-shirts for sale in here. He said okay but I'd owe him the money for one.

He stood me up and said let me see what size you'd wear. I was standing there topless and the creep tried to kiss me and feel me up like one of the boys in my class might. I pulled the door open from the back room into the store, ran up, grabbed one of the shirts and was putting it on as I was running out the front door. I hurried home hoping to get there first. I did and cleaned myself up and managed to not have my mom see anything, even the chunks of hair missing.

The next day Rosemarie found me in the girls room and pulled up my skirt and said she wanted to see how my cunt was. She and the other girls in the bathroom all looked. And she said it doesn't look like anything happened and said she'd fix that after school. I managed to avoid her the rest of the week by getting to school late, cutting class to leave early and stayed home sick but the next school day she found me after school and had her gal pals pull off my jeans and underwear and kicked the hell out of my pussy. Each time calling me a damn cunt.

The rest of the school year, she must have beat me up 20 times. She'd ripped out so much of my hair that I cut it super short. That did catch my mom's attention because I always thought my long hair was my best feature and never cut it. I'd look at my pussy in a handheld mirror and sometimes it was swollen out twice its size.

I found out my friend had sold me out to save her own ass. She changed schools the next year so I didn't have to confront her anymore and Rosemarie also changed schools because she was a year ahead.

Now I'm an adult and I'm in an bdsm relationship where I get discipline spankings once a week, a belt is used whenever we play and I have my tits tortured, but I kind of wish someone would kick my cunt again really hard.

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