Christina sniffed at the pill, before eating it and then she looked up at him and she made to purr but instead, what came out was, "mhmmmm, that feels good." She was referring to the petting, but she was startled she could talk, without mewing. She looked up at him as he asked her the question and she bit her bottom lip, she didn't want to tell him as it was humiliating, but she knew she had to. She finally spoke.
"Well one time they dragged me into the boy's bathroom, where, they duct taped me, bending overthe toilet, pulled down my pants and completely exposed me, then they taped a sign saying fuck me to my ass. I was lucky they didn't duct tape my feet together because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to kick the boys when they came near me. Another time, they told me that I had made the cheerleading team, and put a blindfold over my eyes to sow me a "surprise." When they pulled the blindfold down, I was in the gym with my pants down, in front of the school student body and a hotdog in my mouth. Then they did numerous swirlies on me, not to mention, several times in art class, they'd "accidentally" spill red paint on my jeans so it'd look like I started my period. It was horrible, and one time I remember, they'd duct taped me to a urinal, completely naked, with a sign taped to my chest, saying, pee here. So boys came in and peed on me, it was disgusting. Mewwww."
Once again, the ability to talk was lost to her and she laid her head back down on his lap, mewing softly, she had said what she needed to say, but the mews came out filled with shame and humiliation as she buried her head into his lap, trying to hide her dark red blush.