Bullying Problems

Fluttershy bit her lip nervously as she delicately sat in Score’s car as it zipped and sped past other vehicles on the Canterlot highway at dangerously high speeds. So fast, in fact, that it even caused her breasts to jiggle slightly from the sheer momentum and jerky movements… which in and of itself was proving to be a distraction to her driver. She would have raised a note about Score’s rather ‘aggressive’ driving style, complete with a lack of a properly equipped seatbelt, but if she was being honest, it was just nice to get out of the house for a change. She had lost track of the days that her sex coach had kept her locked away in his room, sometimes quite literally, while he regularly engaged in the lewdest variety of sexual acts upon her as often as his balls could recharge. All for the sake of her sexual education, of course. But today it seemed as though her mentor had something else planned, and she didn’t quite yet know if that was a good or bad thing yet… And looking down at the remarkable skimpy yellow bikini he had told her to wear and nothing more, she was leaning a bit more to the ‘bad’ side of things.

“So… ummmm… where exactly are we headed?” Fluttershy asked anxiously.

“Hmmm? Oh. Just a simple beach party with a few friends,” Score replied with his patented evil grin. “Though it’s a special beach party. Only girls are allowed. Shouldn’t be any strangers though. You should be familiar
with quite a few of them. A lot of people from both schools were invited to this shindig.” The bully gave an earnest chuckle seeing his fat chested pet light up upon hearing that.

A party! With her friends?! Getting to see them after all this time would be so nice! Why did she ever doubt her coach?!

“Dress code is beach casual only, by the way. Two piece bikinis,” he went on.

Fluttershy nodded and smiled as the reasoning behind her own skimpy swimwear was revealed. Admittedly, the few meger pieces of cover over her privates were much more than she usually was allowed to wear back home in the frat house.

“Oh, and try to keep a lid on all of our bedroom fun to your friends, alright? You probably don’t know which of them are virgins or not, and you know those pesky uninitiated girls aren’t allowed to know about this stuff,” Score said.

“Of course,” Fluttershy said with a nod. Though she honestly didn’t have to be instructed on that at all! Knowing the amount of lewd and depraved things the two of them engaged in behind closed doors… She didn’t care if sex like that was normal or if she was speaking to the nonvirgin crowd. She didn’t want anyone to know about it! Fluttershy gave a shiver that traveled up from the base of her spine to the tip of her neck, imagining so many people knowing the intimate details of her sex life with Score. Thank heavens that wasn’t the case...

Though it may have felt like a blink of the eye, being a mere passenger in Score’s triple digit speed pursuit, but Score’s car eventually came to a screeching stop in a packed parking lot. Numerous other cars were parked all around them, all empty with the occupants clearly on the nearby sandy beach. The area wasn’t the same public beach Fluttershy and her friends visited on multiple fun occasions, it was a private beach. The only people present appeared to be high school students like she was… many of which she knew personally!

“You’re not coming?” Fluttershy asked, actually realizing that this would be the first time in a long while she would be without her mentor’s watchful eye over her.

“Nah, I got somewhere else I need to be at the moment. But I’ll be nearby if you need anything. Go on, have fun! Live a little,” Score smiled as he dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

“Thank you!” Fluttershy flashed her flattering smile back to her coach in thanks for his permission while leaning over to hug him. Not a moment later was she out of the car and skipping over to the party, Score watching her scantily-clad ass bounce away with an almost proud grin before driving off.

The top-heavy school girl was almost like a kid in a candy shop as she moved onto the beach and quickly spotted her classmates. In fact, most of the visitors attending appeared to be from CHS! Roseluck, Majorette, Cloudy Kicks, Lavender Lace, Mystery Mint, Sweet Leaves, Watermelody… and Pinkie Pie! Fluttershy only had a split second to react as a pink ball of energy collided with her, causing both girls to roll down the sandy beach in a fit of giggles.

“Fluttershy! I haven’t seen you in ages!!!” Pinkie squeed at her as she hugged the air out of her lungs. A firm embrace made soft by her friend's own ample pair of tits, the secret real reason why many guys at school didn't mind her over enthusiastic hugs at school. “What have you been up to all this time?!?!?!?”

“O-Oh you know,” Fluttershy wheezed from the tight squeeze. “I’ve been focusing a bit on myself lately…” She attempted to speak in half truths to her friend, knowing a full lie would have Applejack shaking her head. Thinking quick, before Pinkie could delve in further, she tried to change the subject. “How about you?”

“Nothing! I’ve been doing nothing at all!” Pinkie Pie confessed, with a slight unnerving twitch. “Everyone besides Sunset just seemed to up and vanish one by one! Impossible to get a hold of! They aren't even at home whenever I broke in! I’ve had so much time on my hands I don’t even know what to do with it!”

Fluttershy bit her lip again, knowing at least Twilight and Rainbow Dash had texted her to admit to pursuing further sexual education from their own respective sex coaches, likely being on the receiving end of about as much daily jizz intake as she was getting from Score. For obvious reasons though, she kept such information privy to herself.

“I-I’m sure they are fine, and are just doing their own thing for a while,” Fluttershy replied calmly, covering for her friends’ absence in the same way she had hoped they would cover for her. “How about we just enjoy the party?” she said, fully abusing the P-word with Pinkie, knowing her main weakness.

“Okie dokie loki!” Pinkie Pie gushed back in high energy, supposing the matter of her ghosting friends could wait for another time. She could never be glum at a party!”

Despite being a ‘party’, a rather sizable one at that, there didn’t seem to be any amenities on the beach in the slightest. No food or refreshments, no games or entertainment, and not even the party host was there! The only thing present was a few dozen high school girls mingling amongst each other in their own cliques. Pinkie Pie was shaking her head disapprovingly quite frequently as she marked down the party’s imaginary grade in her head. Well whatever. There was still things to mingle about for the time being.

“Oh, hey Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, dragging her busty friend over to a nearby student. “This is Sweet Leaves! My new BFF! We've been hanging out recently getting into all sorts of trouble!”

“Ummm, hi,” Fluttershy greeted back awkwardly at her classmate. “Yeah, I know Sweet Leaves, Pinkie, we’re in several classes together.” Though she was silently glad her high energy friend was getting by without Twilight and the others.

“Hi Fluttershy, love your bikini,” Sweet Leaves greeted back with a friendly wave, seeming more than accustomed to Pinkie’s antics by now.

“Thank you,” Fluttershy beamed back. Truth be told, she usually wore a completely concealing wet suit to the beach on previous occasions, for privacy reasons that still managed to earn her chest a good many looks for male beach goers alike. But after Score’s rather demeaning exercises revealing every inch of her bare naked body, suddenly a bikini didn’t feel all that revealing or even that embarrassing! Just one of the many positive aspects of her sexual education with him paying off, she supposed. At least, that was the way her mentor had phrased it. Besides, a wetsuit at this particular party would have made her stand out far more than her skimpy swimwear. Every girl was dressed in a two piece bikini, conforming to the dress code that was apparently required for attendance, for whatever reason.

“So… who is this party for anyway?” Fluttershy asked.

“Some Crystal Prep Academy girl, I think,” Sweet Leaves mused. “Word around CHS is that she is not only insanely popular, but an actual freaking professional model! With that background, and this party being invite only, you know I booked it here with Pinkie the moment we got texts for it.”

“Yep!” Pinkie Pie rapidly shook her head. “Though I still have no idea what kind of party it is for this girl though. Birthday party? Surprise party? Dinner party? Wedding party? Tea party? Quinceanera?!”

“Seems like a more casual get together, Pinkie,” Sweet Leaves laughed. “At least that’s what I’m assuming so far.”

“A popular Crystal Prep girl?” Fluttershy pondered, quite confused. Looking around it was obvious that most of the party’s attendants were from CHS. Why would this girl invite more girls from another school who didn’t even know her that well? “Oh ummmm, I’ll be right back,” Fluttershy spoke to Sweet Leaves and Pinkie Pie as she spotted the few Crystal Prep girls who seemed to be present. Five girls she knew quite well, in fact, and would likely have the answers to the questions going around.

“Yo Fluttershy,” Indigo Zap greeted cheerfully as the busty pinkette strolled through the sand up to their group. “Hehe, how goes the ‘education’ with Score?” The other girls struggled to suppress their girlish giggles.

Fluttershy gave a quick nervous glance behind her to ensure no one else was in listening distance before quietly answering, “I think it's going well…”

“Yeah, we were reviewing your material. A-plus stuff,” Sunny Flare went on with a thumbs up. “Keep it all coming though. We’re not anywhere near done with you.”

“Hehehe, just remember to smile more while you’re being dicked down,” Sour Sweet snickered. “Really let Score know how much you’re enjoying it, cause we all know you do.”

“Ummm, okay,” Fluttershy said as she made a mental note of her friend’s feedback. Always helpful to know, she supposed. “B-but on a different matter, do you girls know where the party hostess is?”

“Don’t worry, she’s not here yet, but she’s coming,” Lemon Zest answered casually.

“Actually… I think she’s arriving right now!” Indigo Zap exclaimed.

Fluttershy gave a glance to the parking lot, seeing no incoming cars anywhere. Only then did it occur to her that the Shadowbolt girls were all looking out onto the ocean.

“Everyone listen up!!!” Sunny Flare suddenly announced to the entire beach, moving away from Fluttershy and her friends as she strolled to the front and center of everyone. “I’m sure all of you have noticed by now this party is a little bare…” In the crowd one Pinkie Pie was seen very rapidly nodding her head. “That’s because the party isn’t on this beach! It’s actually over on that…” she pointed out to the ocean where a rather large and luxurious yacht had sailed up nearby, the vessel giving the party attendees on the beach a quip of its horn to them.

“Oh my god…” Watermelody gasped.

“Sweet!” Majorette cried out.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Pinkie Pie cheered as she scratched off her imaginary grade in her head with a few scratches to her actual head.

The yacht didn’t waste any time sailing over to a small nearby dock, as Sunny Flare and her friends drank in the star-struck look their rival school seemed to flash the rather moderate display of wealth to them. Much like their clients, they were far too easy to amaze.

“Everyone feel free to board! I think you are all going to like what we have in store for you all….”

It didn’t take long for every scantily-clad and excited Canterlot High babe to scramble aboard the yacht, one that appeared as if it would cost more than any of them would ever make in their entire lifetime. Though Fluttershy herself wasn’t nearly as smitten by the wanton display of wealth as many of her other classmates. She did, however, notice as the last party goer from the beach boarded the vessel, that they did not intend to stay docked for the party. She could only give a nervous glance as the ramp was pulled up behind them, with the yacht quickly setting course for out onto the distant ocean.

The beach they came from was swiftly shrinking down to nothing on the horizon as the yacht relentlessly sailed onwards into the open waters. Though the ocean view was beautiful, it didn’t seem like they were going to be left to their own devices to enjoy it. The Crystal Prep girls were all going around, escorting and leading every girl into the main interior space of the luxurious yacht, where inside someone was already waiting for them.

“Champagne, ladies?” A remarkably beautiful woman announced to them all. The tables and seating areas were all pushed to the walls, leaving a rather large open space in the center. A full living room on a boat, as it appeared to be. Fleur de Lis strolled out from the kitchen area, smiling at them all with pearly whites that could be, and likely already were, on the cover of a magazine! “From horderves to alcohol, I implore you to enjoy it all.” The stunning model, clad in her own designer bikini, gestured to the wide spread. One that was quickly attacked by the ravenous party goers.

“Oooh! Fluttershy, there you are!” Indigo Zap and Sour Sweet spotted her easily from the crowd by breast size alone, pulling her aside to a quiet, empty corner.

“What is it?” Fluttershy asked them both.

“We were actually talking with your sex coach, and Score was kinda thinking that now would be a good time for you to do your strippening,” Indigo Zap explained with a grin.

“My what?”

“You know? Getting completely naked at a large public event? Letting everyone get a good look at your goods. We talked about how it was a thing we all did, right?” Indigo replied.

“Yeah! All of us! It’s a normal part of our training after all,” Sour Sweet grinned at her.

Fluttershy was speechless… glancing anxiously at the full yacht of her many, many fellow female classmates. Sure there weren’t any guys here, which was great, but still, she knew everyone here!

“B-but don’t worry, Fluttershy!” Indigo quickly reassured her before she could start to sweat. “We know how nude nervous you tend to be, so we’re going to make it easy for you.”

“Like extremely easy,” Sour Sweet added. “Like not even a challenge! Even for someone like you!”

That sounded promising to Fluttershy for sure. “How?”

“Truth be told, there’s a number of other girls here under training by sex coaches just like you. And a few that have even graduated,” Sour Sweet explained. “We’re not going to tell you who they are, but we figured they ought to join in on it, with everyone else as well.”

“Think of how much easier it will be if everyone from your schooldecides to get naked,” Indigo spoke with a wide grin, imagining the scene in her mind. “You’ll barely stand out at all!”

“I guess that’s..umm.. true,” Fluttershy replied back nervously, not realizing how her infamous breasts made Indigo’s statement a blatant falsehood. Still, the idea of not being the odd one out at this high class gathering was surely a comforting thought.

“So just play along with what we have planned, alright?” Indigo and Sour Sweet both smiled at her obedient responding nod.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Fleur rang the tip of her champagne glass, drawing the crowd of mingling Canterlot High babes to a silence as her elegant presence drew their eyes. “*Ahem*, I’m sure each of you lovely ladies are wondering what this little party is celebrating. After all, all of you have come here on my boat to a party where no boys were allowed, only to be served the finest food we have to offer. Well let me just put it plainly. To be frank, we Crystal Preppers are all here to celebrate you.”

Pinkie Pie and the other girls all exchanged puzzled glances to each other, not knowing exactly what their hostess meant.

“That’s right~!,” Fleur giggled. “Many of you girls may not know this, being from a different school than I, but we at Crystal Prep have an exclusive… club… of sorts. The Goddess Society, as we call it.” Sunny Flare, Sugarcoat, and the others all nodded their heads in agreement with their partner. “A small select organization of strictly powerful and beautiful women our city has to offer. A club whose members enjoy the finer things in life,” Fleur gestured to the yacht around them. “And we’ve decided to extend our membership program to you lovely ladies at Canterlot High…….. If you pass the cut.”

“Oooo… sounds interesting. What sort of things does this club do?” Cloudy Kicks asked.

“Like I said, we enjoy the finer things in life. Sailing to the Bahamas in this lovely vessel, eating out at the classiest restaurants, or perhaps taking our private jet to Malibu for the weekend, all on the house of course. Members need not pay a single dime.”

Something about the way Fleur spoke made everything so incredibly convincing, aided in no small way by the yacht they were all present on at this very moment. All of the girls had heard no shortage of rumors about the vast wealth of certain Crystal Preppers, none of them had suspected their pockets ran this deep. So deep in fact, they were willing to share it with everyone else!

“Well I’m in!” Blueberry Cake beamed.

“Me too!” Mystery Mint shot in, excitedly.

“Yeah, where do we sign up?”

“Now hang on girls,” Sunny Flare said. “It’s not that simple. The other girls in the club don’t just want anyone to join. A touch of exclusivity keeps it special for the rest of us.”

“But if we’re being honest, just by being invited to this party, all of you girls passed the first test,” Sour Sweet announced. “We hand picked each of you because we wanted the hottest girls Canterlot had to offer.” That wasn't even a lie. She licked her greedily lips, as she stared around the many bikini bods that were evidence of that.

The many faces of Canterlot High students exchanged boastful grins with each other as their egos received a visible boost.

“But our looks aren't enough. We also want the most dedicated girls in the Goddesses,” Sunny Flare interjected. "And ONLY them."

“To that note, what we will be commencing tonight will be a sort of ‘try outs’, for the limited spots available,” Fleur carried on. “An initiation, if you will. I have to warn you, it won’t be easy to weed out the weak links here… But it is of the utmost necessity that it be done.”

Most girls already knew what the supermodel was hinting at: hazing. Something they imagined they would all be encountering years later to join college sororities! But none of them could deny the bait of living like a millionaire appealed to each and every single one of them. But even so… it wasn’t appearing as though all of them were quite feeling brave enough for a hazing ritual. Mainly one dropped out of the blue onto them like this.

“Any volunteers to start?” Fleur asked them all, not giving them much time to thoroughly think this over.

Indigo Zap subtly nodded at Fluttershy, who gave a light gulp.

“Ummmmm… I-I… would like to join your club,” Fluttershy announced softly.

“Lovely… our first one up. I’m sure you must be the bravest one of the bunch!” Fleur beamed proudly as literally all of the Canterlot High girls stared at her in complete bewilderment. "...Maybe we should just reward such boldness with an immediate spot in the club..."

Fluttershy, look at the supermodel with an expression of confusion, not quite sure why their hostess was saying that. The entire reason why she was compelled to volunteer was so she would have a convenient excuse to perform the task her sex coach had assigned her! Though equally as confused were her other classmates.

Fluttershy… The shyest girl in school, maybe even the entire state! That same Fluttershy was volunteering to be hazed before all of them?!

Pinkie Pie even smirked proudly as she opted in, figuring that her fellow friend and fellow pinkette must’ve matured considerably during her absence to be this brave! Doing who knows what…

“I’m up for it too!” Cloudy Kicks quickly added, not wanting to come off as a complete coward to be outdone by Fluttershy of all people. She wouldn’t even know how to live with herself otherwise.

“Me as well!” Roseluck chimed in.

“Bring it on!” Majorette scoffed.

Glancing about the living room, it was obvious that that was the common unspoken thought going around as more and more girls volunteered for their initiation. A peer pressure snowballing effect had started, no girl wanted to be the odd one out, especially with such luxury at stake.

“Excellent, everyone is on board,” Fleur giggled at her slight pun. “As expected. I’d hope for nothing less from the ladies of such a fine and upstanding school. But, the process of initiation itself is not my strong suit to lead. So for this, I will be handing things off to my partner. Best of luck, ladies…”

The supermodel stepped to the side as new girls entered the yacht’s living space. A group of school girls, all from Crystal Prep. Upper Crust, Spitfire, High Winds… and leading them all as the one in charge of the hazing was one particular girl that made Pinkie Pie in particular, already regretting her decision with a very audible gulp.

“So…. this is all of the fresh meat…” Gilda sneered at the collection of girls like she genuinely believed were little more than pieces of said meat. She marched into the center of the room, pushing aside whoever it took to get there, immediately setting the tone for their initiation to be much different than the convincing and soothing voice Fleur spoke in. “Listen up you ladies! From this point onwards, I’m in charge of who's getting in and who's out! You’ll speak only when spoken to and address me as mistress Gilda. Am I clear?”

“Yes, mistress Gilda,” A broken unison of nervous girls spoke out before shutting their traps. From the fierce glares this particular Crystal Prep delinquent shot them, it looked as if she was just itching for a reason to flunk them out of their initiation. And probably make them all swim back to shore too. Even though, at this point, they had sailed out so far there wasn’t even any land visible on the horizon to be seen.

Gilda huffed as she crossed her arms over her own bikini-clad breasts as if disappointed none of them had tried to puff out their chests at her. “I’m already sick of all you sluts looking at me.” She snapped her fingers and her fellow Crystal Prep students began to move about the room carrying what appeared to be a box of black cloth. “I hope none of you dumb sluts thought this was going to be easy, because for your hazing, each of you will be blindfolded. If any of you have a problem with that, please don’t hesitate to voice your concerns…”

The silence was like music to Gilda’s ears. Maybe these CHS babes weren’t as dumb as everyone thought all Canterlot High students were.

Pinkie Pie stared uneasily at the blindfold as Lemon Zest approached her. Though she obviously wasn’t fishing to hear her opinions on the matter as Lemon quickly fastened the cloth tight around her head. Completely concealing her eyes and rendering her effectively blind. Not so much as a dark silhouette of her hands could be seen in front of her. The Crystal Prepper tied it off securely, ensuring there wasn’t even the slightest chance it could come loose, before moving on to Sweet Leaves besides her.

“From here on out, if those blindfolds come off, you are automatically out,” Gilda continued to speak as her assistants worked through the crowd, ensuring every Canterlot High girl was blinded. “No exceptions. No whining. No complaining. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress Gilda,” they spoke in an improved unison this time.

Unlike Pinkie, Fluttershy was endlessly thankful for the blindfolds! She knew her Crystal Prep buddies said they would be making it easy on her, but hadn't expected it would be this much easier to the point that none of her classmates would even be able to see her! She joyfully beamed at Indigo, who likewise seemed more than happy to fasten the garment around her eyes. All while Fluttershy counted herself lucky to have such good friends over at Crystal Prep looking out for her!

It took a few minutes to see to every Canterlot High girl, double checking that they were all on tight, but it was eventually finished. “Every slut has one on? Good,” Gilda proclaimed as her assistants finally retreated back to watch the show. “Now all of you, line up. Shoulder to shoulder with a foot between each of you. Facing the sound of my voice.”

The challenge quickly became clear, ordering themselves while blind. Not exactly humiliating hazing. All of them prayed that their initiation would carry on like this.

They stumbled about, using their arms to feel the surrounding classmates, some even giving a few chuckles in light hearted fun from the activity. Surprisingly Gilda didn’t seem to mind. A few breasts were brushed up against as bodies lightly bumped into each other as they blindly felt each other in an effort to get themselves in the right position. In less than two minutes the twenty girls had somehow successfully ordered their bodies up in a straight line. Standing at attention for their next instruction, none daring so much as to even cough.

“Hmmmm… bet you sluts probably think you’re hot shit for doing that so quickly,” Gilda seethed at them all.

“No, mistress Gilda!” They replied in unison, a few proud smiles proving themselves liars.

“Good, because you sluts don’t know how easy you all have it! You know what happened during my initiation for this club? Half the losers ended up at the hospital! Everyone else ended up in therapy! And the other thing about them was-”

Gilda continued to rattle in a purposefully loud droning voice as, unbeknownst to all of the naive Canterlot High girls, a tad bit of foul play was taking place here.

A good many members of the opposite gender silently entered the room on the carpeted floor. None of the blindfolded girls heard them enter, and if they had, they would have simply assumed the steps belonged to the many assistants.

“Yes, mistress Gilda!” They rang out, covering the sound of the many perverted and evilly grinning bullies encroaching on their space. Fleur herself in a small fit of giggles as she watched it all unfold. Clueless CHS prey truly never got old.

“Well good. Let’s move on then,” Gilda nodded silently to her partners as the boys moved in closer. “Us girls in the Goddesses are an intimate group, not afraid of getting up close and personal with each other. The last kind of bitch we want in our group is the kind that shrieks like a banshee when being touched. So we’ll be testing just how durable each of you sluts are. How much you can take before cracking under pressure. If any of you whores want to bow out during any of this, please announce how much of a worthless bitch you are who will never amount to anything in this world so we know exactly who to throw overboard.”

All the blind girls nervously steeled their nerves as they braced for the worst.

It was nothing for a while until Roseluck gave a slight jump as she felt a silent hand, very purposely, squeeze at her breast! But she didn’t break… no… that was just what this Gilda bitch wanted her to do. She could suffer through a few touches on her body! Touches she assumed were coming from one of the Crystal Prep girls sitting around the room. But due to a rather generous amount of lotion applied to the hands below deck, none of the girls had the faintest clue they were being felt up by their own male classmates. After all, who could really tell male and female hands apart from touch alone?

“Hands behind your backs, girls. Chests puffed out!” Gilda ordered them all, with everyone doing as they were told like good obedient mutts.

Fido smiled a slanted grin as he eagerly squeezed away at Roseluck’s prized pair. A girl who wouldn’t so much as give him a passing glance in the hallway, now having no choice but to unknowingly allow his hands free roam over her body! He kept quiet, knowing the rules stressed to each of them before all this, but he sincerely wanted to cackle right about now! It would have served this bitch right.

Rover was of similar mind, running his hands up Blueberry Cake’s hourglass figure before quite happily cupping her tits. A delightful idea occurred to him as he pulled out his phone, turning the camera on, and gently pulling one of the edges of Blueberry’s right bikini cup outwards. Just enough so that the delicate pink tip of her nipple was seen, ripe for capture by his phone. He repeated the process again with her other tit, as Blueberry could do nothing but bare herself through it all. The girl not having the slightest clue the brief moment of air her breasts felt had led to one of her school’s bullies knowing what her bare chest looked like, complete with photos that would likely find their way to many of her male peer's collections.

On another side of the room, the male Crystal bullies were more carefully weighing their goods. Fire Steak was scratching his chin as he gazed at Majorette’s finely sculpted body she had so kindly put on display for him like a piece of merchandise to be sold. Little did she know, that was exactly what she was. After a thorough testing of her breasts, Fire Streak silently gestured with his thumb pointed at her, causing Gilda to stomp over. She poked her in the collarbone. “You there, slut. What’s your name?”

“Majorette, mistress Gilda!” she replied, standing extra erect at attention in response to the spotlight on her.

“You have a nice body there. Got a boyfriend who enjoys it?” Gilda went on, eyeing her goods up and down herself. A fine piece of work.

“No, mistress Gilda,” Majorette replied with a touch of sadness in her voice.

“So no boyfriend…. You are a virgin then?”

“Yes, mistress Gilda,” she answered.

“I see…” Gilda replied, actually appearing quite pleased. Fire Streak as well, seemed equally happy with that answer. He made a silent nod to Sunny Flare who nodded back to him in affirmation. She quickly jotted down the fellow bully’s purchase.

“Show of hands, pledges. Who else among us is also a virgin?” Gilda barked at them all. “Be truthful. Liars are getting their asses kicked off this boat!”

A majority of the girls’ present shot up their hands, none of them knowing if their intact virginities were actually a good or bad thing in the eyes of their twisted mistress. Fluttershy’s hand was quite clearly not among them, another interesting tidbit to add to the list that would have shocked Pinkie Pie and the other girls to no end had they seen. To everyone else, they were not surprised in the slightest. They had all seen the explicit material Score was pumping out of him pumping into the big breasted bimbo. Truthfully, those exact videos served as the perfect advertisement for the Shadowbolt's services, and why most of the boys here today had decided to hire them for their highly desired services.

Fleur rubbed her hands excitedly at the sight of so many fresh virgin pieces of meat she had managed to lure into her little trap. Practically every hand was raised, barring the one girl from this batch they had already conquered. Another proud achievement of her employees as she personally captured a photographic mementro of all those beautifully raised hands on her own phone.

Fluttershy stiffened as she felt a number of different hands running over her body, as a familiar feeling of many eyes locking on her was felt. They were everywhere, though mainly focused around her chest, many different hands seemingly curious to learn exactly how soft and heavy her legendary tits ended up being.

Regretfully, unlike every other Canterlot High girl, Fluttershy was not for sale, being quite clearly already under the ownership of Score. But the bully was more than happy to allow his bros the opportunity for some deceitful groping and getting the chance to feel up the babe he was banging on the regular now. In short, the ultimate power play and rights to bragging. For now, the rest of the guys were happy with the wide selection of far cheaper but still busty goods to be bought.

Coincidentally, Fluttershy was able to manage through the perverted fondling of her tits with ease, having been endlessly drilled in this exact art by her coach. Of course, this little deception was the last thing Score had in mind when he was getting handsy with her sweater puppies, but he supposed she had earned this happy little bonus. Oddly enough, with her experience in being felt up, Fluttershy was the only one in the room suspecting the hands on her belonged to a male. Naturally though she spoke nothing of it, believing it to just be her imagination.

To the side, Score was keenly noting how much fun it was bringing Fluttershy here so far. He should make an effort to get her involved with her friends more often…

To Fluttershy’s side, the Crystal Prep bully, Silver Zoom gently rubbed Mystery Mint’s clit through her bikini bottom, electing a soft immediate gasp from the clueless girl. A sensitive slut. Likely easy to pleasure and therefore even easier to tame for future use. Her tits were quite nice as well, his hands were not even large enough to fully palm the soft pillowy orbs. Nodding his head he informed Sunny Flare that this girl would be his for the taking.

Elsewhere Sweet Leaves would have been absolutely mortified and furious to learn that the perverted and sexist bully from her class who had sent her those unsolicited dick pics had been exactly the one feeling her up now with impunity. Thankfully a small thin piece of cloth over her eyes was all it took from the reality ever being realized. Instead Dumbbell was the only one realizing he had a free pass to do anything he wanted to this gullible naive little tramp. Sweet Leaves gasping as her ass was quite literally smacked, before the hands reached around and aggressively manhandled her tits! So much so that the meger covering of her bikini top threatened to come undone and spill her goods out into the open air! Her assailant was so aggressive… was it possible the person on her case was into girls?

In Dumbbell’s mind it was just ridiculous. A girl dressed like this was obviously begging to get fucked. Yet when he so generously offers up his assistance in the matter with those pics he sent, they suddenly pretend like they aren’t sluts thirsty for cock! Bipolar bimbos, every single one of them. Though he knew some of them honestly got off on stringing along guys like him, who were just trying to be helpful and accommodating to their sexual needs, just for the sake of pointless drama they fed off of, to the point he had to shell out hundreds of dollars to these Crystal Prep girls just for the opportunity to own this slut like he deserved from the start!

But it was fine. Sweet Leaves wasn’t just a one time purchase like any common street whore. Like Score’s setup with Fluttershy, this purchase here was an investment. One he fully intended to make this fat chested slut pay back every single cent she owed him, plus a few times over for his trouble. Sunny Flare’s notepad was eventually etched with the name of Sweet Leave’s new owner, sealing the girl’s fate from this day forward.

During all of this, Gilda wasn’t simply standing idly by as her naive pledges were felt up. No… there was one particular pink slut in the crowd who was trying so hard not to be noticed by her. Gilda huffed happily as she was granted a small window of her own time to play around with the merchandise, marching directly up to Pinkie Pie. Unlike the boys, she didn’t waste any time with foreplay.

Pinkie Pie let out a soft gasp as she suddenly felt both of her bikini cups yanked to the side. The bottom string now only holding her perky breasts upwards as her bare chest was displayed to the crowd of bullies before her. Sugarcoat silently giggled as she aimed her phone, snapping a playful pic of Gilda posing with her head to the side Pinkie's exposed tits, sticking her tongue out as if she were about to lick them. Instead, the school girl only winced as her nipples were suddenly pinched hard. Whoever was doing it really seemed to want her nipples erect as they rolled and played with them endlessly in their fingers. They left with their mission complete, unknowingly showcasing her fully hard nips for another shot from several cameras around the room. Even then her unknown tormentor wasn’t done as she then felt her bikini bottoms pulled to the side, revealing her cleanly shaven and fresh virgin slit to all eyes in the room. Though this particular show was merely for entertainment and the fun of it. Like Fluttershy, the boys avoided Pinkie knowing she was likewise already purchased, this time by Gilda…

“Mmmmm, wow you girls are tough,” Gilda broke the long silence, now strangely sounding like she was in a considerably better mood to all her pledges for some reason. Almost all of the guys had gotten their fill of window shopping and sampling the goods until they had made their selections, so it was time to move things along. “Surprised none of you cracked under all that pressure, but don’t let it go to your heads, sluts, this is where it gets harder.”

Pinkie Pie gasped as she, and every other blind CHS girl, was grabbed by the shoulders and not-so-gently rearranged. One by one, each of them was moved to stand in an inwards facing circle in the large open area in the center of the room. Everyone else who was part of this little deception took a spot around the circle, to both act as a border to prevent any of their prey from escaping the area, and to also grab a front row seat for the upcoming show. Many of them were already whipping out their own phones again and starting a fresh recording.

“You sluts might think your fellow classmates are your friends in this hazing ritual,” Gilda squawked onwards. “But as it turns out, they are actually all your competitors! The rules of this next game are simple. Simple enough even for you sluts to understand! See… each of you has a two piece bikini on… but you need four pieces to advance onwards to the next round… Now, unless you girls brought a spare in your invisible pockets, it looks like you all are going to need to find alternative means of scrounging up your extra bikini parts. Maybe your classmates will be open to parting with theirs with a little persuasion...”

Fluttershy gave a gulp as it dawned on her, and everyone else, exactly what Gilda was ever so coyly laying out for all of them to do. This was the big plan the others had in store! She knew Indigo had mentioned other girls would be getting naked alongside her, but even this seemed a little intense! Even though she personally wasn’t all that interested in living the rich lifestyle that this special club entailed, she even felt like she was in too deep in this ritual to back out now! No girl she knew would have allowed themselves to be felt up like a cheap whore like that and not expect something meaningful out of it!

“...What? You girls expecting a pep talk?” Gilda exclaimed, obviously not intending to give anyone time to back out now. “Start stripping each other already!”

Many of the Canterlot High girls stumbled as they were brashly pushed forward towards the empty center before quickly catching themselves. Being as blind as they were they slowly inched forwards, some quicker than others, holding their arms out at chest level, to feel for their surrounding classmates and hopefully have their fingers grace along the string straps of a precious bikini top. Completely oblivious to the fact they were surrounded by wolfish grins on all sides, aiming their phones at their bodies, just waiting to catch the first glimpse of their naughty bits and enshrine them forever as memory on their cameras.

Roseluck gave a startled gasp as Watermelody’s hand found her breasts, who squeezed to grab it, actually unintentionally groping her friend’s tit while going for her top. A dozen different cameras were on her chest the moment the girl yanked it upwards and off, Roseluck gasping in shock as her bosom bounced free in the exposed air. Her cheeks were quickly overcome with a flush of rosy red, her arms quickly moving to cover her naked pair.

“Get those arms down, ladies!” Gilda quickly instructed with an evil grin. “If you get stripped it’s on you to bare your failure to everyone else. Besides, pretty sure you need your arms elsewhere if you want any chance of winning!” Only then did Roseluck quite reluctantly lower her arms as she now embarrassingly fished through the mass of quarreling students to do the same as was done to her. With considerably less mercy!

Lavender Lace struggled to stay upright as the crowd grew more rowdy, not knowing whose shoulders she bumped into on the left and right of her. All of a sudden, a sense of danger washed over her as she felt hands on her back! Acting quickly, she spun around to dislodge them, but it was too late. Whoever’s hands those were had deftly undone the simple knot holding her bikini top on, making it instantly hang loose. Another hand seemingly sensed her moment of vulnerability and managed to grasp her middle strap before they effortlessly tugged the top clean off!

Below her, Roseluck stumbled and fell over Mystery Mint’s body, soon joined by Cloudy Kicks as all three girls blindly struggled to find the others bikinis while swatting away other attempts they felt to grab their own. Roseluck couldn’t help but notice the other’s hands came up disappointed, learning her top was already missing as they grabbed nothing but the bare flesh of her perky tits. However, those greedy hands did not decide to leave her alone from that. Instead she felt them migrate down lower, past her flat stomach and down to her waist! The presence of several hands in that area were sensed, searching for the garment she was sincerely wishing she had tied more securely to herself right about now! Obviously nothing was off limits to her competitive classmates, even if it meant stripping her completely naked in front of all of these Crystal Prep girls and failing her from this competition! Those bitches!

The Crystal Prep girls all cheered them on joyfully as each piece of swimwear was stripped of by classmates. Egging
and goading them further and further into revealing each other’s naked bodies for the film while everyone did their best to suppress their cruel laughter.

Fleur gave a light chuckle before taking a sip of her white chardonnay from the glass, lounging back in her chair as she gazed at the scene playout before her very eyes. She felt as though no one, not even the richest men on the planet could arrange the very thing happening in front of her. Sure, they could hire all the high class whores they wanted, but that wouldn’t be nearly as much fun. New toys were always more fun than ones that had already been thoroughly played with. And what was newer than a collection of the hottest virgin girls from their inferior rival school? All tricked into partaking in a bikini stripping contest that was all being filmed without their knowledge or consent. Truly a show meant for a queen.

Majorette was one lucky few who had managed to steal a few tops while protecting her own. A grinning competitive high was already coursing through her as she saw herself emerging as one of the victors in this heated battle, with one of the few positives of their blindfolds was that none of her classmates would realize that she was the reason that their bosoms were bouncing about exposed in open air. She didn’t exactly know whose tops she had nabbed, but she was pretty sure one of the girls was Fluttershy, judging by the staggering heavy and colossal rack she felt when tearing it off. Sorry Fluttershy, nothing personal.

Majorette suddenly toppled over as her foot blindly ran into someone’s ankle, causing her to abruptly drop face down with her ass up. The tops she was carrying slipped out of her grip in the fall, a wave of panic washed over her as she hurriedly and blindly felt the surrounding ground for them with her hands. To her even greater horror, a pair of hands somehow managed to find her ass while she was helplessly on the floor. Before she could even realize it, her bikini bottoms had been ripped off, fully exposing her bubbly butt and cleanly shaven cunt to the many perverted occupants in the room. As if that wasn’t enough, even her top was attacked, untied and cleanly pulled away from her body to a space unknown. Majorette could barely even process how she had gone from winning to an absolute loss in a matter of seconds.

Unsurprisingly to anyone who knew their true nature, the girls of Crystal Prep were not so keen as to sit idly by as their perverted game played out. They had, in fact, been among the mix since the beginning. Not being blinded by a blindfold gave an overwhelming tactical advantage as they easily avoided and dodged any feeling hands that drifted too close to them. Even if they were touched, they would have easily blended in with the others, being girls in bikinis themselves.

With a wide smirk on their faces, Indigo Zap and Lemon Zest silently moved from girl to girl, ripping off tops and bottoms, not to mention even stealing away bikini parts that the Canterlot girls had managed to successfully steal for themselves. The many phones followed them as they delivered on their promise of quick action, making it quite clear to everyone that it was never their intention for a single CHS girl to end this game in anything other than her full birthday suit.

Sour Sweet was on cloud nine, living her dreams as she brashly ripped Aqua Blossom’s bikini top off before backstepping the unfortunately topless babe’s blind reach in a desperate attempt to get it back. Taking things one step further, the vindictive bully grinned maliciously as she then proceeded to stretch and eventually tear the swim top to pieces, ruining it completely. It would be easy enough to claim one of her bimbo classmates was responsible for it in the heat of the battle.

A few of the other bullies couldn’t help but let out cruel gigglings, seeing Sour Sweet sentence their merchandise to nudity for even longer than originally planned. Gilda caught on quickly herself, waiting until her snickering died down before sternly announcing, “I hope you girls aren’t expecting to get your bikinis back when this is all over, cause you aren’t! The winners get to do whatever they want with them. So for you naked ladies out there, I’d at least recommend securing someone’s top and bottom quickly! Doesn't have to be yours!”

Of course, by ‘winners’ it was clear to many in the room that the bully was referring to everyone currently not tricked into a game of stripping their classmates on camera to their rivals. Indigo Zap and Lemon Zest were seen more than happy to do as they wished with the numerous swim garments. Sunny Flare had found a few pairs of scissors in one of the kitchen drawers, with all the girls wasting no time cutting and snipping every bikini part they had stolen to shreds.

“Just a little bit longer now!” Gilda exclaimed, staring at the last few girls with anything on. It came down to mainly Pinkie Pie who didn’t know she had Sweet Leaves pinned down below her, actually having a fair amount of fun herself. Dumbbell was quick to frame and capture the entire scene unfold as the pink partier cheerfully stripped her friend’s bikini completely off in front of her most hated bully. Said bully licked his lips as he happily accepted a close up shot of a painfully embarrassed Sweet Leave’s bare breasts and bald cunt, saving it into the spank bank for later. It was quite easily the best present Pinkie could have possibly ever given him!

The freshly stripped bikini was ripped from Pinkie’s hand by Indigo before she could even get the chance to cheer, followed swiftly by Lemon Zest strolling by. Like the others, the garment was swiftly handed off and cut to pieces.

“Alright time! Arms down, sluts!” Gilda hollered the very moment each of the girls from the lesser school didn’t have a single stitch to cover their shapely figures anymore. Although watching the blind dolts basically feel each other up was a blast, if she allowed it to carry on for too long she ran the risk of some of them catching wise to the fact that there wasn’t a single bikini part among all of them to steal back anymore. It would be much easier for both parties if they stayed as blissfully ignorant as possible.

“Whoa… looks like some clear winners and losers are here!” Gilda laughed, referring to Crystal Prep and Canterlot High students respectively. “All you ‘winners’, you know who you are, step out of the circle and take a bow! You’re in the club!” The naked Canterlot High girls heard the footsteps of others walk by them as the many audience members cheered, clapped, and whistled, as the Shadowbolt girls performed a silent triumphant jiggle and mocking dance as they tossed their competitor’s cut bikini parts in the air like confetti.

Only after the cheering subsided did the many naked CHS girls feel the piercing gaze of Gilda fall back onto them. None of them could guess how many of their fellow classmates had been in the winning group, and none of them could guess how poorly everyone else did in comparison. Each and every single one of them felt the worst, figuring that there was no way that many other girls in the game could have ended completely naked like they were!

Gilda herself was obviously not privy to revealing that information either as she spat at them. “For the rest of you, line up, on your knees, losers.”

It was a tense moment of silence as the many blind and now naked school girls fumbled their way about as they ordered themselves in a messy shoulder-to-shoulder line before dropping to their knees. Even after they completed their task though, not a single further word was spoken. The silence that followed seemed to hang in the air for minutes on end as tensions rose, many of the girls gulping and shifted nervously in their places. The single thought on their minds was if there was still a chance for them to come out of this ahead, no matter how slight! Yet, it was almost as if their furious hazing mistress was instead contemplating what awful manner of things she was going to do to them now!

Unbeknownst to all of them, as per usual, Gilda had actually just slipped to the side for a moment to take a few swigs of the beer she had left in the fridge earlier. It was Sour Sweet they should have been worrying about. The Crystal Prep girl had an expensive piece of equipment in her hands, a 4k camera, bought with The Goddesses’s endless funds, of course. That camera was currently lowered and held at waist level as Sour Sweet slowly traveled up the row of kneeling naked beauties with it aimed directly at them, mercilessly grinning from ear to ear while doing so. The recording device perfectly captured, in full detail, all of the lovely pairs of tits and exposed pussies that were so plainly presented to the open air. Sour Sweet made sure to linger on each piece of their merchandise to ensure she had a clear shot of their full frontal nudity. She also made an effort to make sure she captured their faces in the frame as well. The last thing any of the Shadowbolts wanted were for their digital goods to be of anonymous naked teenage school girls! With that all complete she gave the thumbs up.

“On your hands and knees!” Gilda barked from the kitchen suddenly, causing many of the girls to jump. Nevertheless, they obeyed without a word. For the many, many, guys in the not too distant future who would be watching this from the privacy of their own bedrooms, they would catch a joyous glimpse of all those magnificent orbs of heavenly flesh droop downward, as Sour Sweet quietly walked back down the line, capturing a shot of the plump asses that were practically pushed out in the camera’s direction.

It was, among other things, another perfect little advertisement for their services. These girls were all spoken for you boys at home, but if any of you wanted to shell out hundreds of dollars of your hard earned cash, you could buy your very own pet to play around with, just like these. But better dig into those savings quickly! As it was plain to see, the current available stock for Canterlot High School sluts was being claimed fast!

On that note however, the camera did also capture their current male clientele in the background, looking quite pent-up and restless after this whole charade. The Crystal Prep bullies weren’t idiots. They knew their main market audience wasn’t known for their intelligence or patience. All it would take was one of them getting tired of waiting and jumping into the frey of naked flesh to let the cat out of the bag and ruin their business enterprise for everyone. Best to hurry things along before the hormones took over.

Gilda got the message as Sour Sweet retreated with the camera, shoving her unfinished beer back into the fridge as she took center stage in front of her many clueless pledges. She took a deep breath before putting her best angry voice back on and shouting, “Back on your feet now, maggots. Every one of you! I’ve made up my mind on what to do with you losers.” The naked girls all stood up, anxiously dreading their upcoming sentencing. *Ahem* Gilda took a deep breath before announcing, “you’re all out! Walk back to your cars naked and reflect on your failures!”

The Canterlot girls all gasped out loud, only to be swiftly cut off by Sunny Flare.

“Now hold on, Gilda!” Sunny almost instantly interjected before any of their merchandise could really react. “Don’t be too harsh on them just because they lost your little game. I saw a few of them that really seemed to give it their all, but just lost their tops at the last minute. Don’t you think they should at least get into our club too…?” She asked sweetly, the CHS girls staying deathly silent as they dared to hope.

“Why should I let them in? They lost fair and square. I’m not going to pass them in that easily…” Gilda retorted to her colleague.

“Pleeeeeassseeee, Gilda?” High Winds chimed in, another Crystal Prep girl who sounded like she was desperately begging on their behalf.

“Yeah! Give them another chance!” Lemon Zest added in.

“Alright. Alright,” Gilda relented. “One more small chance for the few girls you think are worth it. But if they fail this, I swear I’m going to make them swim back to shore, naked.” The blind teenagers all gulped, fearing the worst yet again. “But since you girls care so much about these pledges, you can all administer their tests. I’m done with them.”

The rules still applied as none of the Canterlot High girls dared speak a word as the rustling of footsteps were heard. Pinkie Pie felt the soft hands of another girl on her shoulders, gently urging her in a direction to move. The blind party planner didn’t know who was going where, all she could tell was being led out of the room and down a ramp to a much different location in the luxurious yacht.

“You can talk now,” Lemon Zest suddenly spoke softly to Pinkie. “But don’t remove your blindfold! That’s still part of your initiation.”

“Okay…” Pinkie replied uneasily as she continued to allow herself to be led. “Where are we going?”

“Just to a private area where we can finish this. Don’t worry, I know exactly what Gilda wants. You’ll get in no probs,” Lemon spoke reassuringly, bringing no small relief to Pinkie. Coming into this, the last thing she wanted was to be left out of any potential parties her peers were throwing. After a few more moments followed by a sharp left turn with another three forward steps, the grip on Pinkie’s bare shoulders urged her to stop. “Alright, here. Turn around and sit down.” Pinkie did as instructed, still in obedient hazing mode, a feat that was in no small way easy for her. But she bared through it, knowing everything was at stake. Her butt soon found purchase on what felt like a mattress, one on top of a rather springy and comfortable bed.

“Listen, I think you did great in the stripping game, and I was really rooting for you the entire time!” Lemon Zest gushed. “I think I saw one of your friends was the one who won too. Didn’t want you two to be split up, so I’m going to help you out.”

Assuming she was either referring to Fluttershy or Sweet Leaves, Pinkie Pie breathed a sigh of relief. It was nice to have a girl on the inside who wanted to be her friend in all this. It was just what she needed to get through this. Maybe they could get to know each other a bit more once she was in the club?

“But listen,” Lemon Zest went on, “you’ve probably already figured out from all the, you know…. Nudity, that Gilda is kind of a giant perv.”

Pinkie nodded. That among other things. She had a number of previous encounters with that delinquent Gilda in the past, none of which were at all pleasant! She was a giant meanie who was always secretly trying to get into Rainbow Dash’s pants! She was able to fully reveal the bully’s true nature in front of Rainbow’s very eyes just before her advances had succeeded in luring her friend into the bedroom with her… It was something she felt the bully would always resent her for. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like the feather brain even remembered her.

“But that’s the thing. Gilda is in charge of who gets into The Goddesses and she only lets girls she thinks are giant perverts like her. That’s how everyone convinces her to let them in…”

Just outside and across the corridor, the equally naked and blind Sweet Leaves was seen pushed into a similar bedroom. This level of the yacht was full of them, having enough beds to space a rather large party quite comfortably… and the Crystal Preppers intended on making full use of them.

“Listen, I think you did great in the stripping game, and I was really rooting for you the entire time! I think I saw one of your friends was the one who won too…” Sunny Flare spoke, likewise repeating the same exact lines from the script they had prepared ahead of time. No one ever claimed you had to be detained by the police to be on the receiving end of the good cop bad cop routine. However, her repeated words weren’t exactly heard by Pinkie, especially not as Sunny closed the door behind her, giving Sweet Leaves a false sense of privacy.

“So what should I do?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“You just gotta prove it to Gilda. It’ll be easy! Here… just lie back in the bed and relax,” Lemon Zest said. Pinkie Pie did so, pulling her legs onto the bed and resting her fluffy pink hair into the somehow less fluffy white pillow. The Crystal Prepper meanwhile readied her phone, aiming it at the naked piece of meat as she started a new recording. “You’re one of the girls who admitted to being a virgin, right?”

“Ummm, yeah…” Pinkie replied, getting the incorrect nagging feeling that that answer was a bad one to impress this club.

“Don’t worry about it. So was I when I first joined the club and got hazed,” Lemon giggled, as if sensing her doubt, before carefully and casually adding, “but you do masturbate though, right?”

Not wanting to lose any more points that she had to impress with, Pinkie Pie actually answered honestly. “Ye-yeah!”

“Do you do it a lot?” Lemon Zest went on, greedily licking her lips now. “I bet it feels really good when you do it!” she giggled in a playful tone.

“Hehe, yeah it kinda does,” Pinkie giggled back.

“Great!” Lemon beamed happily. “So here’s what I’m going to need you to do! Spread your legs open for me a bit.”

“Okie dokie…” Pinkie followed along, opening up her legs wide for the mischievous Crystal Prepper could gleam fully at the cute pink pussy lips that were hers to sell! With the right preparations that is.

“Now just relaaaax,” Lemon gently soothed her cluelessly prey. Not a moment later did Pinkie Pie’s ears pick up a very distinct buzzing sound coming from the space occupied by her newest friend. The party girl wasn’t left long to fully ponder the implications of this as suddenly, an intense sensation shot through her very core as Lemon Zest pressed a vibrator directly into her prey’s clit. A strange pleasurable feeling, far greater than what her own fingers could ever provide, quickly overcame Pinkie, causing the naked school girl to let out a moan before she could even stop herself. “Mmmmm… yeah… I bet this feels real good,” Lemon naughtily giggled, drawing a circle around the girl’s clit. “Let those moans out now! Don’t be afraid to show how much you’re enjoying this!”

The naked party animal was only half paying attention at this point as her assailant forced her body through wave after wave of erotic pleasure, seemingly as a girl herself, she knew exactly where to touch to elicit the greatest reaction from her. Every involuntary moan Pinkie let loose was only greedily captured by the recording camera, Lemon’s wicked grin smiling in mad glee at the fact her dumb rival was still completely oblivious to the fact that she was digging her own grave.

“Good! Gooood! Here, take the toy from me and you keep going by yourself,” Lemon encouraged, doing her best to sound more approving and casual than sadistic. The blind school girl roughly fumbled between her legs as the vibrator was thrust into her grasp before she obediently did as she was told. Now free to withdraw, Lemon Zest stood back up from the bed, focusing her full efforts into recording the shamelessly masturbating CHS babe before her. Like they had all be instructed, the Crystal Prepper bully made sure to keep Pinkie's face in the frame at all times, so no one watching would ever be able to deny who this slut was.

“Hope you don’t mind every guy in town is going to see this you dumb bimbo…” Lemon Zest cruelly giggled under her breath.

All over the yacht’s cabins, the exotic scene taking place was quite similar, all according to their plan. The foolish and naked rivals of the Crystal Prep girls, all having been tricked into believing they were one of the few who had lost, showed they were desperate to get back in their good graces. Unfortunately for them, a recording of their shamelessly moaning masturbation wasn’t the only thing they were due for.

In the hall, a faint feminine cry could be heard emanating from one of the rooms. Sweet Leaves collapsed back into her bed, spreading her long and sweat glistening legs apart, panting heavily as her body recovered from its rather intensive orgasm, and blissfully unaware she had just shown the world what it looked like when she came.

Standing above her, even Sunny Flare could hardly believe their rivals were so damn slutty. A part of her actually felt like they would be doing these bimbos a favor by spreading these videos around. It was like they wanted the entire world to know how much of a whore each of them was. It was honestly disgusting that some idiots out there would consider them as equals in life.

“...That was amazing~,” Sunny Flare beamed in fake admiration.

“D-D-Does that mean I’m in the c-club?” Sweet Leaves gasped, chest still heaving with every breath yet she still managed to convey her desperation.

“It does indeed!” Sunny replied before purposefully adding, “wait, wait…. I take that back. You said you were a virgin right?” Sweet Leaves nervously nodded her head in response. “Well, that’s fine but there’s just one tiny little extra thing we need you to do before you’ve officially passed the test.”

Unbeknownst to Sweet Leaves, and really, all of the Canterlot High girls being tricked today, but it wasn’t just pairs of two in each cabin. The boys that had so kindly purchased them were all present in the room, having silently enjoyed a front row seat to the object of their lust's sinful display of self pleasure. A mere appetizer before the main course.

“Just get on your hands and knees real quick. This part won’t take long…” Sunny Flare smiled. Sweet Leaves slowly followed along, presenting her ass to those who sought to use her.

Pinkie Pie’s situation was no different across the hall.

“Yeah just get on your hands and knees, facing away from me! Don’t worry, this will be fast! And you’ll be in the club before you know it! Won’t that be fun?!” Lemon Zest giddily coaxed her clueless prey into playing along. But, unlike the others, it wasn’t one of their school’s male bullies silently waiting at the end of the bed for her. It was, in fact, Gilda. The butch bitch couldn’t have been happier in this particular moment in time. Like their other clients, she was naked, but unlike them she was equipped with an extra long and thick strap on. One strapped tightly against her waist with a small extra ribbed cock positioned in her own pussy with promises of self pleasure when the heavy duty toy was put to use.

Both Gilda and Lemon Zest exchanged cruel smiles and quiet giggles as she made her way on the bed. Her prize was before her, a glistening pussy so kindly made wet and aroused for her by Pinkie’s own efforts. The teen gave a slight jump of surprise as she felt someone grasp her hips from behind, someone she assumed was Lemon Zest, having no reason to believe anyone else was present in the room with them. Though Lemon Zest was nearby, quietly aiming the camera directly between her legs as the head of the strap-on cock drifted ever so near her delicate folds.

There was no foreplay, no gentleness to the act. Gilda hardened her grip on Pinkie’s hips, not giving the girl a moment to even think about what was happening before the fake cock was pushed, to the hilt, inside of her folds. A gasped shock escaped the school girl's lips as her first time was stolen by a smirking bully, one who wasted no time eagerly pounding away at her freshly deflowered hole.

“Oh my god! That’s it! You’re doing it Pinkie!” Lemon Zest cheered from behind, though Pinkie wasn’t exactly in the right state of mind to tell her that the voice wasn’t coming from exactly behind her.

Across the hall, her new bestie was likewise in the doggy position, with Dumbell behind her ass. The elated bully was as overjoyed as he was horny. Not only was he getting access to the pussy of a hot babe who hated his guts, but it was also her first time! His prize for being the fateful one to steal her virginity was rewarded with an extra tight and snug fit for the unprotected cock he pummeled her insides with.

Maybe it was the fact that Sweet Leaves had done so much to get to this point, or the fact that the damage she feared had already been inflicted before she could say no, or it was the hot and heavy atmosphere that had made her climax just minutes prior… all of these reasons lined up to assure the girl didn’t move to stop this. Not like it would have been acknowledged if she tried. Since she had also so kindly revealed the fact that she had no experience with sex, she also wasn’t one to deduce that the cock pummeling her insides was the real deal, not a realistic feeling strap on Sunny Flare had put on like she imagined, having figured she would have wanted to thrust inside her real quick so that she could have said she wasn’t a virgin any longer. But as time went on, it was seeming less and less likely that this was meant to be a quick procedure. Maybe they wanted her to cum again?

Throughout this level of the yacht, the evidence of the Crystal Preppers plan moving to fruition was becoming more and more obvious. Even though closed doors, the sounds of lustful moans and flesh meeting flesh echoed through the thin walls. Each and every single Canterlot High school girl who had made the foolish mistake of trusting their rivals enough to get on this boat was currently in the process of being fucked and sold like the pieces of meat they were. Their cruel captors doing nothing but enjoying the show themselves, ensuring the hands holding the active cameras captured every frame, every piece of lustful moaning evidence that the girls from their inferior school were the biggest sluts in existence.

Even Gilda was more than happy to let the world see the truth about these whores as she mercilessly thrust her toy into a mewling party animal, showing no restraint even as Pinkie’s body language obviously hinted she wanted things to go slower. Of course, there would be no mercy as this was all exactly what a bitch like Pinkie deserved. Cockblocking all of her efforts of getting into Rainbow Dash’s bed just because she treated that dumb bitch Fluttershy like a dumb bitch?! Well, Gilda was overjoyed to see the evidence that the fat chested pinkette skank had gotten what she deserved first. And she supposed she did owe this club her time and support, considering they had allowed her a way to finally get between Rainbow Dash’s legs… although admittedly, she was a bit late to the punch in that regard after her owner had decided to generously pass her around for free use.

“Yeeeeahhh… yeeahhhh” Lemon Zest moaned in lustful fervor herself, recording a naked Gilda rail an equally naked CHS bimbo. It was almost enough to make her want to strip down herself and relieve the fire building up between her legs. But there would be plenty of time for that later in the privacy of her own bedroom. For now, all she wanted to do was continue to coax the dumb bitch before her further and further into the worst series of decisions she had made in her life. “Just like that Pinkie! I bet that feels amazing! Don’t be afraid to moan! This is exactly what we want!”

“O-Okay…” Pinkie breathed back restlessly, Gilda grinning behind her as she cruelly reached down to grasp one of her wildly swaying tits, delivering a firm and painful pinch to her erect nips.

“Now state firmly for the record pledge, do you want to be in The Goddesses?!” Lemon Zest barked. “A Goddess would enjoy this sort of pleasure. It is in her nature to enjoy it! In fact, she would go so far as to say she deserves it. Do you deserve this, Pinkie?”

“Ye-Yes! Yes!!” Pinkie Pie cried out, a small part of her believing this ritual would end if she agreed.

“Then say it! Say you deserve this!”

“I deserve this! I deserve this!” Pinkie Pie moaned into Gilda’s thrusts. Both of the bullies' smiles widened further as they thought they would cream themselves right then and there.

“Again! Keep repeating it!” Lemon Zest ordered, not willing to let this one slip out of her grasp.

“I deserve this!” *pap* I deserve this!” *pap* Sweet Leaves chanted like clock work across the hall, perfectly in time with each of Dumbbells' thrusts as if the bully was helping to reinforce the lesson, nodding along as he even agreed all to eagerly with his prey. Gathering up a handful of her long green hair, the brute brashly yanked it back, causing Sweet Leaves to gasp from the harsh treatment, her walls instinctively clamping down on Dumbbell’s invading member.

“I deserve this!” *pap* I deserve this!” *pap* “I deserve this!” *pap* I deserve this!” *pap*

The rate of the bully’s thrust increased, leading to Sweet Leaves' chanting to quicken in turn. Dumbbell could hardly believe he was getting access to the pussy of the hot girl in his class, but he supposed a few hundred bucks paid out to the right friends helped him get there. He was just so thankful that girls were born so dumb and fell for tricks like these. It was as if the laws of the universe were playing wingman for all of the male gender.

On the other hand, Gilda was just happy the education system at CHS was so lacking. Thanks to that, it had allowed her to get back at the dizzy bitch she despised. Even better, she wasn’t just bullying Pinkie by stealing her precious virginity, but she was all bullying the dumbfuck guy in the future who ever decided to date her. Sorry bro, your bimbo cocksqueeze is officially used goods, which, much like a car, had lost half of her value when Gilda decided to drive her off the lot. To that note, Gilda continued to ream and pummel Pinkie’s pink velvety walls with her extra long and extra thick strap-on in a desperate effort to stretch her out, hoping that her future lover will really just find a hotdog in a hallway scenario. Though, in the moment, Pinkie found herself in a world of pleasure being defiled in such ways.

It was little different for her classmates too. In each room down the hall, each of the girls' faces were twisted in different expressions of reluctant bliss to hesitant ecstasy. While none of them could have predicted that this was the way things would progress when they stepped onto this yacht, none of them could deny that their bodies were feeling the involuntary pleasure forced onto their bodies from the bullies who had purchased them.

Sweet Leaves moaned as she came, walls clamping down on her despised bully’s invading member. Dumbbell suppressed a groan of pure enjoyment as his cock was practically milked, not lasting longer than a second before blowing his potent load deep into the depth of his newly acquired pet. Sweet Leaves couldn’t perceive it, mostly due to the fact that she wasn’t expecting it, but her womb was currently being pumped full with rope after rope of harsh bully cum. A bully who roughly held her bubbly ass to his groin to ensure every drop of his essence was firmly packed within his new toy, as was his right. Only after every drop was safely inside his slut did he allow her body to collapse forward, slipping his length out of her cunt in the process.

The only regret Dumbbell had was the fact that he couldn’t speak, all in order to keep his presence and involvement a secret for now. But there was no shortage of cruel taunts and jeers he would have loved to throw at his hot classmate lying used, exhausted, and defeated before him.

Lemon Zest grinned contently as she ended the recording with Pinkie Pie likewise panting face down in the bed, having suffered through her second orgasm of this trip, the bully was already busy sending the evidence off to her business partners. More giggles were already coming out of her mouth as she giddily pictured what exactly they were planning to do with all this newly acquired data. Much like today, these dumb CHS sluts weren’t going to know what hit them! They were just getting started with them!

The hazing ritual for the Goddesses club was an arousing success with all Canterlot High School members in attendance passing with flying colors. However, due to their new status, and the lesser status of the particular school they all attended, the senior members of the club had saw it more fitting to place each of the new CHS girls in the “Fund Acquisition” portion of the club. In this role, each of them would be in charge of using less than conventional means to acquire funds so that the Crystal Prep portion of the club could continue on living their best lives! Their role in this branch was, of course, permanent, with no option of leaving, and no path of potential promotion.