Tanya was feeling ill-at-ease, sitting topless in the fake leather chair, being ogled by her gym teacher and his two colleagues. The idea of having to apologize to Phil's gang was mortifying, but that was tomorrow. Today was not yet over, and Tanya knew that these men had seen far more of her pussy already that she would have liked. Worse, she could her pussy betraying her, getting wet, craving cum. Phil's commands were permanent.
"Could I go now, sir?" she asked.
"Not yet," Mr. Chambers chuckled in a voice accustomed to command. "Finish your beer."
Tanya slung her head back, gulping the bitter drink, her ample breasts showing a hint of tanline in their firmness.
"And now," Mr. Chambers smiled, "Bottoms up."
"Sir?"
"Tits on the table, girl. Grab the edge and close your eyes."
Tanya stood up. The gym office table was right there. As if bowing before her coach, she bent down on it, bare breasts on the fake plastic finish, binders off to the side. Her flimsy pink skirt covered little. She instinctively spread her legs for footing, revealing more.
"Gentlemen," Mr. Chambers said, "Let's initiate our new cheerleader."
She could sense a dark shape rise to her right. Steps.
*spank*
A searing pain in her lovely ass.
*spank*
"Never slander a boy again, girl."
*spank*
What did they want? Her pussy was wet, thirsting for cock. The spanking was a denial, a sharp absence of...
*spank*
"I..."
*spank*
"I won't! I won't slander boys. Ever again."
"Good."
A thick cock, which had to be Mr. Hamilton's, plunged into her desperately wet cunt. She needed the pounding, the hard thrusts, the slaps and the stretching. But he came, gushed before a moment passed.
*spank*
The slap was dull against her cum-spattered backside.
*spank*
Why? Who?
*spank*
"Beg to be fucked," Mr. Gerard's voice spoke.
*spank*
"Beg your slutty head off."
*spank*
She ached to be fucked. But no. But she can't. She mustn't.
*spank*
"Please..." Tanya whispered.
*SPANK*
"Please fuck me."
*SPANK!*
"Please fuck me hard like the slut I am."
A cum-covered cock entered her mouth. Mr. Hamilton's. She instinctively started sucking.
Mr. Gerard penetrated her very cum-filled cunt.
Tanya lost herself in the fucking, two cocks incessantly filling her, penetrating, overwhelming. Her pussy ached for this, for more, for harder, for faster, for thicker, for sluttier. She needed...
Mr. Gerard punctuated his hammering by filling Tanya with cum. Yes! Yes! She finally came, reaching the release so long denied. Yes...
But no! Eight men came in her pussy today. And she was cursed to obey.
Mr. Chambers still sat before her, unruffled. He had watched. He tossed her a towel.
"Get up, cheerleader. Apologize to Phil tomorrow. Come down for a tour of the new cheerleader gym after. The mayor's office has kindly donated to its construction."
Tanya ached in a good way. A good, awful way.
Assuming she got home with no further harrassment, no messages from her friend Heather or her dreamboat Mark, no homeless hobos, no parental questions or sibling rivalry... tomorrow she had to apologize to Phil. And his gang. And obey every word anyone uttered. |