A few years ago now, one site used to invite stories that described how diva queens like Sue Ellen should be taught a lesson. One of these stories told how Lucy got her revenge on Sue Ellen. Not sure if this site is the right place for this kind of humiliation, but what do you think. The stories were also good for those who like to see elegant women in smart suits get their comeuppance.
The ability of Sue Ellen to abstain from alcohol was fragile to say the least, and Lucy knew that one drink was enough to send Sue Ellen on another of her drunken orgies. When Lucy duped Sue Ellen into meeting her in one of the bars in the town, the elegant Sue Ellen had no idea what Lucy had in store, as she was fooled into drinking several spiked fruit juices. Lucy could see Sue Ellen quickly took a liking to the drinks, and it became easier to add more vodka to them. Soon the sophisticated Sue Ellen began to slur her words, in a manner only too familiar during one of her binges, and her usual haughty manner began to slip as she became loud and began to flirt openly with the men in the bar. Naturally Sue Ellen's advances were greeted with some pleasure by the men, who were flattered by the attentions of such a glamorous and elegant woman as Sue Ellen, and they watched as she hitched the skirt of her white suit up to reveal her shapely legs. Sue Ellen began to make her way to the ladies room in her usual swaggering and pouting manner, but inebriated from the drink she stumbled and fell into the lap of one of the men, and made little attempt to get up as she draped herself over him. Unbeknown to Sue Ellen, the man's girl friend had been watching Sue Ellen, enviously admiring her expensive jewellery and exquisite white suit, and was enraged at this coquettish behaviour by the wealthy socialite. The woman grabbed Sue Ellen by the lapels of her jacket, and dragged her off her boyfriend's lap, and clearly wanted some revenge.
"Why you stuck-up bitch" she sneered "How dare you think you can flirt with my man, just because you're dressed in your fine clothes, dripping in expensive jewellery. You're nothing but a cheap little trollop, and I'm gonna teach you a lesson." With that the girl immediately set about Sue Ellen, who had little defence against the vicious attack and Sue Ellen was punched and beaten to the floor. Before she could get up, Sue Ellen was grabbed by the hair and hauled to her feet by the girl who proceeded to subject Sue Ellen to a humiliating beating. This led to her being dragged out of the bar, before the rich Sue Ellen was sent sprawling in the gutter. Dazed and bewildered Sue Ellen pulled herself to her feet, and brushed her dishevelled hair from her bruised face, and looked in dismay at her suit which was now torn and dirty. But still undeterred she staggered back into the bar, and as she slumped on her stool next to Lucy, she said
"The nerve of that girl, how dare she treat me like that" Sue Ellen slurred "Does she know who I am. I'm not a common little tart, who she can throw in the gutter. Look at my suit, it's ruined!" Sue Ellen tried to brush the dirt from her once immaculate white jacket, but with little effect. Lucy was clearly delighted at the treatment meted out to the arrogant Sue Ellen, and consoled her with more drinks, which sent Sue Ellen on a downward spiral of intoxication, and by the time Lucy suggested they leave, Sue Ellen was in a drunken stupor, and incapable of walking unaided. Lucy led Sue Ellen to the most squalid and deprived part of town, and left her to fend for herself and watched as, totally bemused, the glamorous Sue Ellen staggered along the pavement. Not surprisingly, the local hookers soon noticed Sue Ellen. The girls could see that even though her suit was soiled and torn, it was blatantly obvious Sue Ellen was a wealthy woman. As they got closer the girls eyes lit up as they saw the expensive jewellery displayed by Sue Ellen.
"Well look at her ladyship." laughed one of the girls "The rich broad looks like she's been in a fight, with her pretty clothes all messed up." The girls gathered around Sue Ellen, eyeing the jewels and fingering her dishevelled jacket, and one of them opened her bag, and pulled out a wad of cash.
"Hey look what her ladyship has got in her bag." roared the girl "I think we should look after the money for her. There's a lot of thieves about." with that the girls laughed as Sue Ellen tried to grab her money.
"What are you doing." she slurred "That's my money." and as she tried to grab the money, the girl brushed Sue Ellen aside and watched as she stumbled to the floor. Sue Ellen tried to get up, but one of the girls grabbed her by the lapels and dragged her to her feet, and began to remove Sue Ellen's jewellery.
"I think we'd better look after the rich bitch's jewels. You can't be too careful." with that Sue Ellen was stripped of her jewellery, as well as all of her money.
"How dare you take my jewels." Sue Ellen called out "I'll see you pay for this, do you know who I am?" she snapped arrogantly. This display of disdain provoked a hostile reaction from the girls.
"Listen to the stuck-up bitch. I think we're gonna have to teach her a lesson." Once again Sue Ellen found herself being subjected to a beating, only this time the girls were intent on reducing Sue Ellen to a far worse state, as she was repeatedly battered and kicked to the floor. Sue Ellen tried to get up, but each time one of the girls lashed out with her feet, sending the rich socialite sprawling in the gutter. It soon dawned on Sue Ellen that she was helpless to defend herself against this onslaught, and she tried to plead to the girls.
"Please, I beg you, don't beat me up anymore. You can take my money, and my jewels, I don't care, but please don't hurt me." Sadly for Sue Ellen her plea was in vain, and Lucy looked on as the girls beat up Sue Ellen quite mercilessly, and she smiled as they deliberately began to tear Sue Ellen's suit to shreds. Finally the girls left Sue Ellen grovelling in the gutter, badly bruised and with her once immaculate white suit reduced to filthy tatters. Lucy went over to Sue Ellen, just as she managed to pull herself to her knees, and Sue Ellen looked up through her dank and dishevelled hair, which hung over her bruised and bloody face. Recognising Lucy, she appeared relieved, naively unaware of the part Lucy played in her humiliation.
"Thank god you're here Lucy." Sue Ellen sobbed "You won't believe what has happened to me. Some common tarts set about me, they beat me up, and stripped me of my money and jewellery. They've ripped my suit to shreds, look at me, I look like a penniless tramp. Then they left me crawling in the gutter." Lucy smiled in satisfaction, as she helped the bedraggled Sue Ellen to her feet.
"Dear me Sue Ellen, look at the state of you." Lucy sneered in a display of mock sympathy "Your lovely suit is in rags. It is definitely not your day, this is the second time you've been beaten up." Lucy added as she fingered the torn remnants of Sue Ellen's once elegant white jacket.
"I know, but I don't know why." Sue Ellen added in amazement "Why should these women want to do this to me. They've treated me like a piece of garbage, and seemed to enjoy reducing my beautiful clothes to tatters and see me grovelling in the gutter, on my knees like a penniless tramp." Sue Ellen seemed unaware that her usual arrogance and wealth inspired such emotion from the less privileged, who took delight in seeing the rich socialite receive her much deserved comeuppance. However, Lucy still had further plans in store for Sue Ellen, in what was to prove the final degradation in her downfall from riches to rags.
"You're right about that Sue Ellen." Lucy added mockingly "Without any money, and dressed in those rags, you're nothing but a penniless tramp. But don't worry, I'm gonna see that you get where you belong." With that Sue Ellen, still dazed and confused from the booze and the beatings, was led to some waste ground by Lucy, who then spoke with a group of vagrant women who were dressed in dirty rags. Once again Lucy slipped away, as Sue Ellen was confronted by the women, who began pawing over the bewildered victim.
"Get your filthy hands off me." shrieked Sue Ellen "You're nothing but a load of dirty tramps." Sue Ellen's remarks sparked a furious response from the women, as yet again Sue Ellen found herself on the wrong end of a beating, and by now she was prepared to do anything to prevent further punishment.
"Alright, please I beg you, no more!" Sue Ellen sobbed in despair "You can do anything you want to me, but please no more beatings. What can I do, I'll do anything you want, anything!" Such an offer did not go unanswered, as the women then rounded up some of the men, who were dressed just as shabbily, and urged them to take up Sue Ellen's offer. The men feverishly pulled Sue Ellen to the ground, and pulled open her torn jacket, before ripping off her lace bra, and fondling her shapely breasts. Sue Ellen's skirt was hitched up to her waist, her knickers and tights torn off, as the men became more excited. Pinned to the floor Sue Ellen was subjected to an appalling sexual assault, as she was raped repeatedly, and forced to endure the most sordid and degrading treatment, as she found herself on her knees whilst the men made her perform oral sex. As some men ejaculated into Sue Ellen's mouth, others stood over her, forcing her to rub them, until they also cum over her, either into her hair, or onto her torn clothes. Lucy watched as Sue Ellen rolled in the mud, as she suffered this ultimate degradation for a woman of such wealth and sophistication, and forced to behave like a cheap slut, as the men satisfied their depraved lust, treating the former elegant socialite like a slave to their sexual desires. At the end of her ordeal, Sue Ellen lay in a heap on the ground, sobbing, totally unrecognisable from her former glamorous and elegant self, with her ragged suit now in total disarray and covered with mud, and her hair matted and dank with semen. The only consolation Sue Ellen could seek was again via the bottle, to dim the memory of her once rich and privileged lifestyle that had so dramatically been transformed into degradation and humiliation. Sue Ellen sunk further and further into a life of destitution and alcoholism, to live out her years in squalor and rags as a washed-up, drunken, and penniless tramp.
