When I was in secondary a friend of mine (who was by no means innocent in the ways of sex) had been very open with our group of friends in her plans to try to shag a lad she fancied at an upcoming party.
Party arrived, she got absolutely leathered, as we all did, took the lad in question upstairs and then a girl arrived who hated her and wanted to fight her. The girl barged into the bedroom and my friend jumped up and ran out of the house.
She was caught a mile or so down the road by Police, who obviously noted her bare feet and state of undress, and took her to the hospital.
Horrible situation, obviously, BUT her Mum insisted on pressing rape charges on the boy she had been intimate with. She absolutely knew that her daughter was a willing participant and that her friends knew of her plan to sleep with him....so she dragged us all round and read out a list of things we'd done in our young lives that we wouldn't want our parents to know about and threatened to tell them if we didn't keep our mouths shut. She was pretty much rabid in her vindictiveness and we were all so afraid of her.
We did keep quiet, I'm ashamed to say. The lad in question was put on the sex offenders register for years, although we didn't know that at the time. He was a lovely lad, too. Still is and I'm happy to say he's been very happily married for decades and has lovely kids and grandkids.
I really wish we'd had the balls to tell the bitch to go feck herself, honestly.
There's just no need for this kind of punishment when the girl was a willing participant who hadn't been groomed or coerced.