A little background:

Laura and her family were going to her father’s company Halloween party. She was an only child and her parents marriage had been on the rocks for years. It had steadily gotten worse over time. In fact this was the first time they had done anything together since she was about 8. She was 14 now, and had wanted to go trick or treating with a couple of her other eighth grade friends. In fact she was planning to wear the same witches outfit she had worn last year. Admitted it was a little bit too small, but she liked the idea of showing off legs and it didn’t hurt that the top would amplify breast which were now a full A-cup rather than the walnut size they had been a year ago. Now the skirt part of it came down half way between her hips and knees. Just enough to keep from exposing her panties when she sat down while exposing her long legs. The top rather than hugging her chest above and below her budding breast, now showed a small amount of cleavage. Not enough to be whorish or wanting, but enough to indicate that there was more than little girl flesh there. It also preserved her own modesty, she wasn’t and didn’t want to like a few of the other girls in her class who would give blowjobs to or have sex with anyone who asked.

Her mother was going as a princess and her father as a late century gentleman complete with top hat and cane. It was rumored that there would be a couple of the corporate bosses there as well. Her father was hoping to empress them and maybe get a promotion. He was already in the upper management levels, but was wanting a the top position in the company and had heard that there was one opening up in manufacturing facility just across the state line. It was important for him to make a good impression. Part of that, he felt, was to have his family with him.

At the party:

Laura found the party to be better than she expected, though she was still a bit bored. There had actually been a few other “company kids” there. She had even danced with one or two, though most of the other kids were just that kids way too young to interest her or way too old to be interested in her. The majority fell into the too young category. Actually there was only two boys her age. Both of them spent more time looking at her legs or the swells on her chest than looking at her herself. She would date a boy who was only interested in her body, though she had to admit she looked good in her outfit. She knew because she had studied herself in the full length mirror before they had left the house.

Trouble begins:

Around 11:00 or so she began roaming the house where the party was being held. She needed to use the bathroom in the worst way and wasn’t sure she would be able to find one in time. She walked up the stairs and had even looked into a couple of rooms, each of which were bedrooms, when she saw a man walk out a room down the hall.

Thinking that he was the owner of the house she asked, “Where is the restroom? I really need to go.” He smiled at her and said, “For you young lady, just come in here.” He led her into a spacious bedroom with an attached bath. “Thank you,” she said, as she rushed into the bathroom to pee. She had had to go really bad and it took her several minutes. When she emerged from it, she noticed that three other men had come into the room. Two of them were standing by the now closed door leading to the hall. The other one walked up to her. “You sure are a pretty girl aren’t you? Who is your father?” The man asked. Nervously she told him in a soft voice, as she slowly backed towards the bathroom she had just exited. She was still half way into the room when she heard the bathroom door close behind her. The man who had shown her where to use the restroom was standing there as she whirled around to run in an attempt to get away.

With nowhere else to go and no way to get away from them, she straightened up, determined to fight them off. The one who had approached her said, “There is nowhere to go and I promise you that if you would like your father to get that promotion he wants, then you’ll have to be a good girl and do what we want.” She thought hard for a moment. If she did as they wanted, her father might get that promotion and they could move to a different town, on the other hand she would have to do what they wanted and she was sure it would involve something she didn’t really want to do.

One of the men walked up behind her, the witches dress she was wearing fastened in the back. He began to unfasten her dress, when he was done it fell to her feet. Which left her clad only in a strapless bra and her panties. Seeing that there was no fastener in the back, he reached around her with both hands and opened the clasp between her small breast, removing it. He then put his hands in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down. For a moment the four men admired her naked body. They especially looked at the fine dusting of sparse hair above her mound and bald pussy lips beneath. Despite the fact that they liked the way she looked, they said, out loud so that she could hear them, “We need to modify her just a little.” It was said just to frighten her, and it worked too. She didn’t know what they meant by modification, but it frightened her and she said “Please don’t, please.” “Don’t worry. Young lady it won’t hurt a bit.” One of them said. With that the four men laid her back on the bed and began to shave the few hairs she had on her privates. When they were done one of the men, a different one than one who had spoken before, said, “Now, feel how much better and smoother that is.” Reluctantly, she reached down her now completely hairless crotch. She had been so proud of what little she had had there. It was a mark that had indicated that, despite her lack of experience, she was a woman and not a girl now it was gone and she cried at its loss.