As I walked past the girls' bathroom, I couldn't help but overhear the sounds of distress coming from within. The door was slightly ajar, and I could see the silhouette of someone slumped over a toilet bowl. With a sense of dread growing inside me, I pushed the door open wider and stepped into the dimly lit room.
The source of the distress became immediately apparent as my eyes landed on the figure crouched over the toilet - it was the new girl from school. Her clothes were torn and streaked with filth, her hair was matted with sweat, and she looked like she was about to be sick. In front of her sat two of her classmates, their faces twisted into ugly smirks.
One of them held a handful of something, and as I got closer, I could see that it was a bunch of used tissues. She leaned in towards the terrified girl and whispered something in her ear before slapping her across the face hard enough to make her head rock back. The second girl, meanwhile, held a plunger menacingly, her fingers curled around the handle like it was a deadly weapon.
The fear in the new girl's eyes was palpable as she turned to plead with her tormentors, but it was clear they were enjoying their power trip too much to show any empathy. They laughed coldly at her tears and pushed her head down into the toilet bowl before proceeding to stuff the tissues into her mouth, effectively gagging her.
Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, they produced a finger and rubbed it suggestively across their partner's lips before shoving it into the poor girl's anus. She let out a muffled scream, partly from pain and partly from shock, as the two girls began to alternately finger-fuck her and force more tissues into her mouth.
As if that weren't enough, they then took turns ramming various objects into her rectum - a pencil, a pen, even a small rubber duck from the bathroom dispenser. Each time they did this, the new girl's body would shake uncontrollably, and tears streamed down her face. I felt my stomach churn at the brutality of it all.
Finally, the two girls stood up, looking satisfied with their handiwork. One of them got the plunger from the dirty toilet and started acting like she was flushing it, pretending to push the new girl down into the depths of the bowl. They cackled madly as the poor girl scrambled away, trying desperately to get away from them.
When they had finally had enough of terrorizing her, they left her there on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. To my surprise, one of the girls returned a few moments later, looking somewhat contrite. She crouched down next to the new girl and hesitantly touched her shoulder.
"Hey, I didn't mean for this to happen," she whispered softly. "I'm sorry."
The other girl's apology seemed to catch the new girl off-guard, as she sniffled and looked up at her. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes before they filled with anger once more. She shrugged off the girl's hand and got to her feet unsteadily.
"You're all just sick animals," she spat, her voice shaking with rage and tears. "I hope you're happy now."
With that, she stormed out of the bathroom, leaving the two girls looking sheepish and guilty. As the door slammed shut behind her, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor girl. She must have been through hell today.
