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Randall and I had been best friends during most of our days at college. We had come from different parts of the country, and certainly had completely different backgrounds. Randall's parents were wealthy and he had always led a pampered life. My parents had scrimped and saved to see that I could get a decent education. We met one day in our freshman year, when we both tried out for the football team. Randall was a natural born athlete, I had to work hard to improve my limited athletic talents. We both eventually made the team. Randall was first team quarterback, I was his backup. Randall was an easy going, friendly guy. Well liked by both the guys he hung out with, and the many chicks he dated. He sure had the looks that all the girls liked--deep blue eyes, and short dirty blonde hair. It was great having the chance to hang out with him. I was part of the 'in' crowd. We even double dated a few times, and it was actually through Randall, that I met Anne, my steady girlfriend. It was kind of funny how after meeting Anne, whenever we double dated, Randall never seemed to bring along the same girl. It was obvious that Randall liked to test the waters, and why not, he never had trouble finding a chick to go out with him. As most guys our age, he used to do the typical locker room boasting about his sexual prowess and his many conquests. The guys who hung out with him including me, loved hearing about them. During our junior year, I started to notice that other students' attitudes toward Randall and our group were changing. At first I couldn't put my finger on it, but then I noticed we were being given dirty looks, especially by the female students. I even noticed that Anne was being cold to Randall and was always finding an excuse to not double date any more. One day when Anne and I were alone, I asked her what was going on. It was obvious that she didn't want to be around Randall. She hesitated a long time, before telling me that there were many stories going around that Randall had date raped many of the girls he had been seeing. She was clearly agitated as she told me the story. She even told me that she'd really appreciate it, if I would end my friendship with Randall. I was stunned and didn't know what to say. I promised her that I would confront Randall. He was my best friend, I just couldn't believe these vicious rumors. The next day as Randall and I were getting dressed in the locker room after a practice session, I told him what Anne had told me. I was hoping he would deny it and give me his side of the story. Instead, he got angry at me and just said that the girls got was coming to them. They were all teases, and having gotten him all hot and excited, they then decided to play tough to get and he wasn't going to let any chick get away with that. I knew I couldn't reason with him now or even later. He had always gotten whatever he wanted in life. I started to see a side of Randall that I really didn't like. I just kept my mouth shut and went back to see Anne that night. I had to tell her that what she had heard about Randall was true, and that I would end our friendship, but that I needed some time. Anne then told me to hold off ending the frienship, because she needed me to help her and some friends teach Randall a lesson. She went on to explain that none of the girls that had been date raped were going to be able to bring charges. They were too embarrassed and they also knew that Randall's parents would buy him the best lawyers in town and see to it that he was convicted. Her girl friends felt that they would like to serve justice on Randall and they needed me to lure him to a location where they would be waiting. I explained to Anne that I agreed that what Randall had done was wrong, but I really didn't want to be part of vigilante justice. Anne told me that they weren't going to harm Randall, but just humiliate him. She also hinted that if I loved her-which I did, I should trust her. I had no alternative, so I agreed to help. About a week later, Randall and I entered a house where we had supposedly been invited for a party. A few feet inside, we were surrounded by 8 girls who with knives in their hands. Two of them had quicky come at us from the back, and before we knew it there was a knife at our throats. They told us not to move. They then grabbed Randall and led him away. Anne then came out and told me to go into a room next door. She said that there was a peephole where I could look through and witness everything the girls were going to do to Randall. I did as I was told. When I looked in the peephole, the girls in the room were using rope to tie Randall face down to a table with his hands over the far edge. Randall kept snarling at the girls to let him go. Then one of the girls started to ask him if he liked raping chicks. Randall didn't respond. They then explained that they were here tonight to adminster justice for all of Randall's victims. One of the girls walked near Randall and whispered in his ear, "Let's have a look at lover boy's little pecker." She then reached underneath Randall and started to open his belt and then pull his pants down to his ankles. It didn't tale long for his Calvins to then be yanked down. His now pink buttocks were exposed for all the girls to look at. They took turns running their hands over his smooth cheeks and then reaching below to grab and stretch his loosely hanging balls and grab his limp cock. One of the girls then brought over a leather strap and told the girls to line up. They were now each going to get a turn whipping our stud's nice tight ass. She didn't waste time striking the belt on its intended target. A few more smacks across Randall's ass and he was screaming for them to stop. They didn't stop, in fact they whipped his ass until you could see some blood on the strap. After the last girl took her turn, they rested for a few minutes. They then prepared for the next stage of justice. One of the girls went to a dresser draw and took out a large 10 in. dildo. She then smeared the tip of the dildo with vaseline. She then brought it over to where Randall was still tied down and was crying from the ass whipping he had just endured. She then explained to all the girls standing around especially for Randall to hear, that they now were going to fuck his ass. They wanted him to know what being raped felt like. The first girl strapped on the dildo and after awkardly fumbling to find his entry point, made one sharp push of the dildo up Randall's ass. The pain was too much for Randall and his scream of being violated was louder than any sound I have ever heard. The girl then pushed the dildo in and out of Randall's ass. Randall's cock now began to lengthen and you could see that he wouldn't be able to hold back shooting his cum much longer. The girls took notice and one of them grabbed his stiff rod and started to push up and down on it. In a few minutes his cock exploded and the girls held a cup underneath to catch every last drop. All the girls took turns using the dildo to explore what was once Randall's tight virgin ass. When the last girl finished, they untied Randall whose humiliation was complete. However, just before letting him get dressed and escape their clutches, they forced him to drink his own cum. They wanted him to experience not only being anally violated, but to be orally sodomized as well. After Randall left, the girls came back to thank me for helping them get justice. I felt guilty at first for setting up Randall, but now as I reflect on what happened, I feel that justice was served. Needless to say, Randall and I are no longer friends. Nor have I ever heard about Randall raping any other chicks.