Nice Guys Finish Last ch.18.3 (Phillip gets passed around by his bullies)

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Although Julia had finally finished spanking me, I would quickly learn that the humiliation was far from over. Instead of being let up from her lap immediately, she kept me down and forced me to recover as I dangled over her knees.

I waited patiently for her to let me up, since I knew she would simply push me back down if I struggled with her at all. As I stayed put, she continued to tease me, rubbing my battered bottom with her hand while she commented on my body to her friends.

“Isn’t it cute how Phillip is so hairless?” she said, running her fingers up and down my hamstrings, giving me goosebumps. “It’s like he’s not even a real man yet.”

“That’s right!” Valerie agreed, sharing a chuckle with her friends. “He might be old enough to be a man, but he’s definitely your little boy toy.”

I suppose Julia was a little offended. “He’s not just my boy toy,” she responded, before letting me up. “He’s our boy toy.”

While Julia was going back and forth with Valerie, she forced me to sit on her lap like a baby. As I waited there patiently, she began rubbing my butt without even thinking about it. With my arms wrapped around her shoulders, I just watched on like a child who couldn’t understand what the adults were talking about.

“He’s our boy toy too, but that’s only because you decided to share him with us,” Valerie teased back, giving Julia a taste of her own medicine. “He might be submissive to all of us, but you’re his one and only Dommy Mommy.”

Despite my cringing, Julia chose not to argue back, and instead shrugged her shoulders. “You know what? I kind of like that title, because it’s clever,” she said, smiling at me. “How about that, Philly Willy? I’m your Dommy Mommy.”

Before I could even react, Julia stood up and dragged me towards the bed where Valerie was sitting. Then, treating me as if I were a little baby, she handed me over to her equally dominant friend, who accepted me into her open arms.

“Well, I may be his Dommy Mommy, but it’s your turn to give this little bitch his birthday spankings,” she suggested as she watched Valerie slowly place me into position. “And don’t go easy on him either. He may have been whining like a girl, but as you can see, his little dick is practically poking a hole through the panties I let him borrow.”

In a panic, I immediately questioned why it was necessary for me to receive another twenty-one spankings when I had already received twenty-one from Julia. Unfortunately, Valerie was having none of it, and put me in my place by shoving me down onto her lap even harder than Julia did.

Then, as she rubbed my butt, which was still burning from my first spanking, she warned, “Don’t worry, Phillip. I won’t go easy on you just because you’re already sore.”

I didn’t understand her logic, but unfortunately, Valerie’s words were proven true because she indeed spanked me incredibly hard. Suddenly, I found myself whining even louder than I did when I was over Julia’s lap. Yes, my butt was already in pain, but I think Valerie was even stronger than Julia, though I didn’t want to admit that out loud.

Once again, they all counted out loud as my weak little bottom got rocked over and over, making my body jolt every time. For some reason, I looked up towards Julia, as if I were begging her to rescue me, but she was clearly enjoying it just as much as she did when she was the one torturing me. Even Marissa was laughing at my expense, when I thought she was the one I could count on to be on my side.

Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined the night would turn out like this when I accepted Julia’s request for help. Just when I thought she had changed some of her ways, I was suddenly the subject of a group humiliation effort.

Similarly to Julia, Valerie finished me off with a double spank, technically leaving me at forty-four smacks for the night. Then, once again copying Julia’s maneuvers, she placed my butt on her lap so I could sit and wait patiently while they discussed in the next incident of torture they were about to put me through.

Much to my dismay, they offered the now drunk Marissa to also take a turn at spanking me. I immediately refused, since it didn’t make sense for her to get to spank me, when I was the one taking the spankings for her. She agreed with me and chose not to put me over her lap for a spanking… However, she had other plans in mind…

“I think I do want that lap dance after all!” she suggested, much to the delight of the taller swimmers. “Yeah, it’s my birthday! And if Julia wants you to give me a lap dance, then I’m more than happy to accept one!”

“But, Marissa!” I whined, trying desperately to escape further humiliation. “I already took that spanking for you!”

“No, no, Phillip!” Julia and Valerie interjected, before grabbing and dragging me over to the smaller diver. “You heard the birthday girl. Now get ready to dance your little ass off!”

Though she was normally much more timid than the others, I could see the confidence growing in Marissa’s eyes as she leaned back against the wall and gestured for me to be placed directly over her. Before I knew it, I was now straddling the smaller woman, with her two friends glaring at me from the sides. And as if I even needed any further encouragement, they both gave me a smack on the ass before forcing my hands onto Marissa’s shoulders.

From there, I remembered the training Julia gave me the previous time when she forced me to give her a lap dance. They placed Marissa’s hands on my hips, and I naturally moved my body back and forth since there was no way of escaping the humiliation anyway.

Eventually, Julia and Valerie took their hands away, as if they were parents letting their child ride a bicycle on his own for the first time. Marissa was now in full control of me, rocking my hips back and forth with her hands, forcing me to grind on her even harder.

It humiliated me to be controlled by such a smaller girl, when I had built up the excuse that Julia only bullied me so easily because she was bigger and stronger than me. What was even more embarrassing, however, was that I couldn’t control my major erection, and it was constantly bumping into her as I danced for her entertainment.

There had long been different theories about alcohol. Some would say that it influences you to do things you normally wouldn’t want to do, while others say it just gives you the courage to do what you were normally too scared to do.

Either way, the alcohol induced women had me dancing over the little thighs of the birthday girl like I was some sort of stripper. And whether I enjoyed it or not, there were no signs of letting me stop anytime soon.

Oddly enough, I was the only one in that room that wasn’t drunk, and I probably needed a drink more than all of them to get through the embarrassingly sensual dance I was performing. Unfortunately, I didn’t drink, so the provocative dance was something I had to experience with a sober brain.

I was fully aware that there was nothing impressive about my penis, but it was still an organ that just wasn’t meant for such a small pair of women’s clothing. As I rocked my hips back and forth, I noticed Marissa staring down at my member, which was bulging through the panties so harshly that practically all of it was visible. Surprisingly enough, though I figured she would be disgusted, there was actually a smile on her face, and she seemed to enjoy the dance for some reason.

As if this whole process wasn’t already degrading, Julia upped the ante by doing just as she had warned before. After slipping a few Monopoly dollars into the back of her pink panties that I was forced to wear, she split the stack in three and shared it with her two friends, including Marissa, who I was giving a private dance to.

As all three girls began chuckling at me, Marissa held the dollars in my face and acted as if I wanted them for some reason. “I’m not going to give these to you so easily,” she suggested, before reaching around and smacking me on the butt. “Julia instructed me to make you earn your money!”

I’m sure everyone in that room was well aware that Monopoly money had no monetary value. Somehow, they still bullied me into appeasing them for it. I suddenly felt as if I was being degraded like a whore not even worth real money.

To go home with hardly any of their fake money would have been a sign that I ruined the birthday party, so I did as I was told, like always, and danced as hard as I could, grinding my hard cock against Marissa’s little body.

“Way to go, Phillip!” Julia and Valerie cheered as I braced myself with Marissa’s shoulders and practically humped her chest with my cock. “We knew you had it in you!”

It was obvious by the chit-chatting going on behind me that Julia had told the girls about the time she forced me to give her a lap dance. It made it all the more demeaning that she had been using our past experiences as practice for events she wanted to put on in the future.

Growing even more comfortable, Marissa wrapped her arms around me and grabbed both of my cheeks, which were now completely exposed since I was wearing those panties like a thong. “Come on, Phillip! Shake that ass for me!” she demanded, causing me to practically twerk, which I’m sure made me look like an idiot!

Surprisingly enough, even Julia and Valerie seemed pleased with my imitation of an exotic dancer. They both cheered on as Marissa slipped more of those fake dollars into my panties. Marissa then smacked my ass so hard that I let out a squeal before practically thrusting her with my hard penis.

For such a sweet girl, I was shocked to see her acting so aggressive. She was squeezing my ass so hard, it was almost bleeding from her fingernails digging into my cheeks. However, she too showed her dominance over me, by forcing me to sit on her lap, just like her taller friends did previously.

Unfortunately, though I thought this was a sign of the dance being over, things were only getting started. Marissa forced me to bend over in front of her and shake my ass for her viewing pleasure. I practically put my hands on the floor as I wiggled my little ass for her. She then grabbed me by the hips and forced me to grind my bottom all over her lap.

It didn’t take very long before I felt completely emasculated by the smaller woman. I was grinding my ass against her like I was a prideless stripper.

She reached around and placed more of those fake dollars into the front of my waistband. As she was doing so, I felt her little fingers brush against my hard dick. It made me completely red in the face, but she didn’t seem to mind it one bit. I truly was her little toy for the night, and she was taking full advantage!

Much to my surprise, however, the next thing she requested was for me to give Valerie some attention. “I think you should give Val a lap dance!” she suggested before pushing me off her lap and smacking me on the ass. Then, angling me towards her taller and more dominant friend, she stated, “I may be the birthday girl, but Val is our MVP! If anyone deserves a dance, it’s her for scoring so many points at conference!”

With some encouragement from Julia and Marissa, the tallest woman of the bunch took me like a rag-doll and placed me over her lap. Just like with Marissa, I was placed backwards on Valerie so I could grind my little butt against her body. She was much more forceful than the timid diver though, grabbing me with her hands and pressing me into her aggressively.

My place amongst the women was obvious, but with the way Valerie handled me so easily, there was no doubt that I was her bitch. She practically thrusted me from behind with her crotch, the way she forced me to bounce up and down on her. It wasn’t like she was actually fucking me or anything, but she had me moaning like the little subby that I was as I continued to get dominated.

I wasn’t sure why Marissa enjoyed the lap dance so much, and Julia’s actions always confused me. However, as I found myself bouncing against the crotch of their friend, Valerie, I couldn’t help but be surprised by the genuine joy that was displayed on their faces, almost as if they liked seeing this happen to me just as much as they liked doing it to me. But despite the humiliation, with all the happy eyes on me, and the big smiles on their faces, I felt it was my duty to continue providing them a good time.

Valerie forced me to give her the same experience I provided Marissa, though it was in the opposite order. I eventually turned around and straddled her long legs so I could grind my hips back and forth, bouncing my embarrassing boner against her body. Even more so than Marissa, however, she really forced me to earn my fake money.

She grabbed me by the hips and pounded my frail body against hers. I became completely red in the face from how many times my erection slammed into her large soft breasts.

With my panties filled with Monopoly dollars, and both dances seemingly completed, there was a glimmer of hope that they were finally done using me for the night. However, Valerie made her own request, announcing, “I think it’s time we see what Phillip can do when he’s dancing for his real Dommy Mommy!”

Immediately, I noticed the excitement in Marissa’s eyes, but Julia actually seemed a bit hesitant. “That’s okay,” my bully suggested, laughing it off at first. “I’ve already had plenty of fun with him. Besides, this night isn’t about me!”

I don’t know what it was, but after getting practically rejected by Julia, I had this sinking feeling in my heart. However, I soon felt a rekindled sparkle inside me as her friends demanded she accept my lap dance.

As Valerie held me up, with her hands placed under my armpits, Julia rolled her eyes before finally accepting the request. Then, as she reached out to take me, like I was a little puppy or something, I grabbed at her desperately for some reason, eager to feel her embrace.

Valerie immediately laughed at me as she placed me over the top of Julia. “See, he wants his real mommy!” she teased, taking a step back to watch as the master was now in full control of me. “He might have been dancing for us, but we all know you’re the one he really wants!”

Despite letting out a sigh, Julia took me as if I were a baby being handed over to her. In that moment, however, everyone could see what she meant to me. Valerie was right; I might have been a submissive toy for all of them, but Julia was my true Dommy Mommy.

There was just something different in the way I felt whenever Julia put her hands on me as opposed to anyone else. Yeah, Valerie and Marissa were both hot; way out of my league… but Julia had a history of dominating me, so it almost felt like it was meant to be.

The second she placed her hands on me, I could feel my dick springing like one of those old school doorstoppers. Now, though I had been hard all night, never was I more erect than I was whenever I was under the complete physical and mental control of my longtime bully.

For some reason, I was motivated to show her I could dance with even more passion than I showed earlier. In truth, Julia was the one who had turned me into this submissive bitch. If anyone deserved a proper lap dance from me, it was her, and by God, I was going to give it to her!

With sweat dripping from my hairline, I placed my hands on her strong shoulders so I could drive my hips as hard as possible. Though the panties were practically hiding nothing, there was no denying how aroused I was by Julia’s presence, because I was bursting right through them.

At first, it took a bit of encouragement from her friends to even get her to accept my dance. Eventually, after some extreme effort from my own heart, Julia had recaptured her essence, and accepted her place as my one and only Dommy Mommy.

For the first time, as she provided me that evil smirk that I used to be so afraid of, I actually found comfort in her eyes instead of fear. Then, as she placed her hands on my hips, and pushed me to dance even more provocatively, I knew I was in my rightful place: straddled on top of her while being forced to swallow my pride.

Finally, the little games were over, and Julia was about to show her friends how it was done. Instead of engaging in her own little idea to embarrass me, she rewrote the rules for the night, and stripped me of my panties by forcing them down to my thighs.

All the fake dollars spilled onto the mattress as the frail material from the panties was now stretched out around my unimpressive thighs. Even more underwhelming, my dick was now completely exposed, and though the others had already seen it, I was blushing harder than ever.

Julia grabbed a firm hold of my tip as I continued to rock my hips back and forth. It brought me back to that precious moment after I had gone so long without seeing her, and she forced me to fuck her empty hand while she sat still.

It was happening all over again, but this time, I was ready to accept my fate. We now had an audience, and she was definitely being more demanding. Other than that, nothing had changed. I was still her bitch, and I was sure I would always be, as long as she wanted it that way.

To be continued…

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