When I was 17 got invited to a party by a group of high school girls that told me cute boys would be there. Didn't know why they invited me because most of them didn't like me, but I went anyway. I wanted to make and impression so I wore a braless top, short skirt and high heels. Most girls my age dressed sexy looking to land dates with boys. I felt weird after just to beers and don't remember where or for how long I black out. I woke up later naked on top of kitchen table, with laughing girls shaking my breasts and boys sucking on my pussy. "Lay back and enjoy" they kept saying, holding me down while boys had a party sticking their tongues between my legs. I was totally humiliated, still out of it and not much I could do about. If sexually humiliating me was a way to destroy my image and reputation they succeeded. I was the girl that got stripped and groped and things would never be same. After they had their fun, I remember picking up my clothes, getting dressed in front of everyone and walking away in daze and kept the whole experience to myself. Their wasn't much I could do because I really hadn't seen most of the boys that where there that night, so kept the whole thing to myself. Talking about or having people knowing about it would only make things worst, so I just let time deal with it. I'm sure I wasn't they only girl that got something slipped in her drink.