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Drama Queens ffffff/m, ffffff/mmmmmm

Postby Jon Snow » Mon Jul 11, 2016 12:25 pm

Intro -

This is a true story that happened a while ago, when I was sixteen, but I've only just got around to writing it.
I used to go to a drama group for youths and a lot of it was done independently, without supervision.
Which is why this particular experience happened.

Basically, we had been put into groups.
By chance, I was the only boy in a group of girls.
So they decided to tie me up.

Later, once they'd had some fun torturing me, they decided to capture some more boys in the group.

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Postby Jon Snow » Sat Oct 01, 2016 5:00 am

Part 1 -

I wanted to start by giving a description of the girls that were in my group.

There were six of them.
They were all younger than me.
The oldest of them was Frances, who was fifteen.
She was a short but slim girl with scruffy blonde hair always tied in a ponytail.
She was very artsy and I was totally in love with her.

Then there was Samantha, or Sam, who was fourteen.
Sam was a dark-haired gothy girl, and she took no nonsense from anyone.
She was a bit of a feminist too, but we got along very well.
She, me and Frances were all good friends and we were excited about the chances of us being put in the same group.

Then there were Kitty and Stella, both fourteen.
These two were part of the "popular group" of girls at my drama group.
Kitty was blonde, glamourous and flirty.
Stella was a redhead, feisty and sassy.
The pair of them were inseparable, despite the amounts of arguments they had.

Finally, there were two younger girls as well.
They were Ella and Abby.
Abby was twelve, and she was a kind, shy sort of girl, though she could be sassy when she wanted to.
She had long dark hair and was really sweet. She was kind of a little sister to me, I suppose.
Ella was the youngest of us, being only eleven.
But she was also the most feisty and she could take on pretty much any of the boys in the group, myself included.
She had long brown hair and was quite girly.

As for what we were all wearing, we were all in costumes.
I was the only exception here because I happened to be out of costume when the girls attacked.

Frances was meant to be an angel so she wore a long white dress and white tights with white ballet shoes.
Sam, meanwhile, was a devil and wore a sort of red and black minidress with black tights and red high heels.

Stella and Kitty were dressed as schoolgirls, so they had on their school uniforms.
So that meant shirt, blazer, skirt, knee socks and pumps.

Ella was a cat, so she wore a skin-tight black jumpsuit with whiskers glued to her cheeks.
Finally, Abby was meant to be a dancer, so she just wore a leotard and pumps.

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Postby Jon Snow » Sat Oct 01, 2016 8:23 am

Part 2 -

The way my ordeal started was simple.

It was a bit of low time, and the seven of us were kicking back and relaxing backstage.
I had taken off my stifling costume, but the girls had elected to keep theirs on.

Stella and Kitty were chatting about boys, Sam was helping Abby with her dance moves, and I was chatting with Frances and Ella.
Our conversation moved to a recent experience where Ella had beaten up a bully at her school, a bully almost twice her size.
I was complimenting Ella's ability, when Frances smiled wickedly and asked the question that would seal my fate.
She looked at Ella and asked, "Do you think you could beat up Jon, here?"

The room went silent.
The girls all looked towards us, excited to hear the answer.
Ella appraised me, and she smiled slowly. "Yes, I think I could."

Frances turned to me, smiling.
"What do you think, Jon?"

I blushed. "Oh, definitely!" I said.
Ella stood up, her hands on her hips.
"Fight me," she commanded. "I'm bored back here anyway."

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Postby Jon Snow » Sat Feb 18, 2017 7:58 am

Part 3 -

The challenge accepted, we cleared the chairs and tables from the room and pushed them to the sides.
We created a space in the middle of the room for me and Ella to fight.

Ella, standing lightly on the balls of her socked feet, smiled at me.
"You ready, Jon?" she asked.

I swallowed nervously.
I was having second thoughts about this whole thing.
But I couldn't back down without looking foolish, as all the other girls were watching.

"I'm ready," I said.

And so, with the other girls cheering Ella on, we slowly approached each other.

The fight was on.

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Postby Nick » Sun Mar 05, 2017 9:32 am

Please continue ^^

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Postby Jon Snow » Fri Aug 18, 2017 1:05 am

Part 4 -

I maintained no illusions about my chances.
I knew very little technique.
Or rather, I knew of several techniques, but I had no idea how to perform them.
Ella, however, knew judo, karate and wrestling techniques.
I was hugely outmatched, despite the age difference.
I soon decided that my only chance - and even that was slim - was to use my size and strength, which, while not outstanding, was superior to the younger Ella.

So I advanced with my arms wide, trying to take up as much room as possible.
At first it went well, as I sheparded Ella into the corner of the room.
But what I hadn't realised was that Ella was luring me into a trap.
She dived under my arm and disappeared behind me.

I felt a kick to the back of my knee and my legs buckled.
I fell to my knees and Ella pushed me down with her foot.
She sat down by my head and put me in an armbar, the 11 year old pinning my head under one thigh and my chest under the other as she pulled my arm back against her chest.

"Give up?" Ella asked sweetly.
The pain was excruciating, and was only getting worse.
Finally, it was too much.

"I give up," I said.


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