He woke up in a car, the trunk of an SUV maybe? It was dark now so at least four hours had passed. He tried to move but was hogtied. He was so sore, and his head was killing him. What happened he asked himself? Then he heard voices and giggling from the front of the car, and it all came flooding back to him. He had to get out of this car, somehow it wasn't over. Was he too late? He almost had one of his hands free when the back hatch opened.
"Oh, hi little guy." His blood went ice cold, it was too dark to see her face but only Paige was that big. "Now you keep quiet, I think my mom is home. She won't save you anyways and I want you to myself, you are going to pay for pissing on my foot," Paige said as she scooped him under one arm and walked into the darkness with him.
"Brooke already got him back," said Meghan.
"What?" said Paige, already annoyed with the small girl.
"Brooke pissed all over him, never seen anything like it."
"Is that what that smell is?" asked Paige.
"We did clean him, it was way worse before," said Tinsley.
"Brooke wanted to shit in his mouth too," said Meghan.
"Ok wow, you know Brooke I thought you were a bit of a square but you know what you may be growing on me."
"Kate kicked him so hard in the balls we thought he was dead, didn't wake for over an hour," said Meghan. "And now we get to play on the trampoline on the trampoline, with Kyle."
It was a full moon that night and Kyle's eyes were beginning to adjust to the dark. He could see the trampoline clearly when Paige put him down on the damp grass. At least he wasn't naked anymore but they didn't give him any shoes. He thought he was going to have to make a run for it soon, but where? He was remembering a little more now. Lying in the bathtub, getting Brooke's pissed washed off him. They gave him some alcohol and pills, he thought they were working now. The pain was mostly gone, he tried touching his face, it felt swollen but not as much pain. He was groggy though, where was he, he was in the SUV now... slap.
"Are you even listening?" yelled his sister, "do you know the rules to the trampoline game or not?
"No," said Kyle.
"Holy fuck, you are going to lie flat like a piece of bacon on the trampoline and we are going to take turns jumping on you. You can't curl up into a ball or we lose money and if we can do it a hundred times in five minutes, we all win... OK Kyle" his sister smacked him again.
"I thought it was like popcorn," said Kyle.
"No, that's the easy challenge, we want the money dumbass. Fuck! Maybe we should have waited until next year when you would be older and maybe smarter," said Tinsley.
Kyle climbed up into the trampoline, he thought about running but it was one of the fancy ones with nets for safety.
"Lie down damn it," Tinsley yelled at him.
Kyle just stood there, he remembered Paige stepping on him earlier. He felt drunk but not suicidal, he wasn't just going to lay down and let them crush him. He started to bounce around a bit, waiting.
"He's not a very good listener Tinsley, is he?" Kate said.
"He's so fucking dumb sometimes, I just basically ignore him now. It's too bad my boyfriend wasn't allowed to help us, he's way bigger than even Paige," said Tinsley.
"Well, I did the math when he was unconscious, together we basically have over six hundred pounds on him. We are older, way stronger, even Meghan could beat his ass one on one. He's also dumb as fuck" said Brooke. "I've always thought we were going to kill him before we even got past the first challenge, but he seems to be resilient, look at him jump around. Paige was literally standing on him a few hours ago."
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Kyle Gets Crushed
General FictionA simple story of a sister and her friends crushing her little brother would be the best description. It's mainly about trampling, squashing, a little foot worship, but I guess you would classify it as general BDSM.