"Let me go you fucking ASSHOLES!!!" Dawn screamed at the top of her lungs while her tormentors busily worked her arms and legs into chains attached to a flag pole behind her. They had already torn off her skirt and ripped her shirt open - buttons and all - leaving her in just her underwear, her socks and shoes, and the remnants of her school uniform.

The leader of the four boys looked at her with surprise. "Can you believe the mouth on this bitch? Someone gag her!" One of the other boys nodded and pulled out a roll of duct tape from his backpack. He tore off a piece and tried to press it against Dawn's lips, but she kept pushing her face away from him. Another one of the boys helped him out by holding her face steady, and she let out one last, desperate, "HELMMMNNN!!" before she was silenced. The boy smoothed out the tape across her lips before tearing off another piece and taping her mouth again. He did this two more times to make sure it was extra secure before patting the side of her face and chuckling.

Despite her gag, she continued to scream in protest as she struggled against them; but she did not have the strength to stop them as they latched her arms and legs into the metal cuffs. Now secured, the leader examined her for a moment before reaching out and cupping her breasts and groping them through her bra, "Nice rack, wouldn't you say so boys?"

They all chuckled as she squirmed against him. "Stmmph!!" She screamed.

He then pulled out a pocket knife and tilted the blade towards Dawn. She gulped in terror and went still, but her heart continued to race. Oh, gods, they're going to murder me! She thought fearfully.

He reached the blade towards her, causing her to look away as she cried out in terror. She was expecting him to stab her, but instead, he used it to cut off one of the bra straps. She glanced back at him in shock and he grinned devilishly as he did the same to the other one. He then pulled on the bra itself as he sliced it right down the middle, causing it to come apart in his hand and exposing her breasts in all their glory.

She mumbled out in protest. While she was relieved that he wasn't going to murder her, having her bare chest exposed like this to these awful teenagers was almost as mortifying.

"I think I'll keep this as a souvenir," He said, pocketing the bra. He then slapped one of her breasts hard; causing it to jiggle and for her to scream in pain. He grinned devilishly. "Come get your fill, guys!"

The other boys immediately lunged forward and began taking turns groping and fondling her breasts, much to her chagrin. She tried to fight them off, buy the chains held firm, and not even lashing her tail at them deterred them in the slightest. "STPH IPH!!!" She screamed desperately.

It felt like many long minutes of the boys touching and groping her body in inappropriate ways passed before the shrill sound of a bell rang out across the schoolyard.

The leader browned. "Looks like curfew. We better roll, guys," He instructed the others, but before leaving, he grabbed hold of her panties on both sides and pulled them down a few inches; now leaving her nethers exposed as well. "Just for good measure," he said.

She screamed at him again. Begging to him to untie her, or at least cover her up!

But it was clear he had no intention of doing so as he and the others stepped back. "See you around, skank. I do hope a teacher finds you before some random hobo does. I'd hate to think what a complete stranger would do if they found some helpless, naked dragon-bitch all alone in the middle of a schoolyard."

The other boys laughed mockingly and high-fived their leader.

They then turned away and headed towards the parking lot while Dawn screamed profanities at them; all the while struggling with all her might against the chains, and though they rattled fiercely, they showed no signs of giving way.

Once she exhausted her strength, she looked around for a different means of escape, but nothing availed her. Even her bookbag that was on the ground between her legs was out of reach; not that it had anything of use to her. Desperately, she flapped her wings fiercely, and though she was able to move the air around her in large gusts, it didn't aid in her escape. In fact, it actually worked against her, as one of the gusts pushed her panties down even further on her legs, and left her feeling even more exposed than she already was.

Realizing that she was well and truly helpless, with no chance of escape until someone found her, she did the only thing she could do: She sobbed.