Chapter Seven
When Sera returned from the Ladies room, the men were all unusually
quiet, and that made her nervous. They had all been watching, waiting
for her to come out. She had re-adjusted her top and put her jeans
back on, but as Billy had said, she'd left her wet panties on. Billy
and Jack were the only ones standing. Tom and Ken were still sitting
in the booth. They rested their elbows on the table she'd had to lie
on. The other men were all sitting on the stools mounted in front of
the long counter. They were all rotated around facing her. She slowly
walked up to the table. She noticed a big plastic container of
margarine on the counter.
Billy had her little bag in his hand. He pulled a hairbrush out of it
and handed it to her.
"Why don't you give your hair a brush Sera," he said.
It seemed an odd request and she looked around cautiously.. She
reached out and took the brush. She began running it through her
hair. The men all watched. She saw Jack, who was holding a wad of
cash, walk over hand it over to Billy and then pick up the video
camera again. He pointed it at her. Once again she felt the
adrenaline. Fear welled up inside her again. She'd thought it was
over. Now the sight of the wad of cash really scared her.
"Did you learn a lesson here, Sera?" asked Billy, watching her.
The brush stopped for a second, and then picked up speed again.
Something was going on.
"Y...yes," she said reluctantly. She tried to brush her hair as
un-sensuously as possible.
"And what was that?"
She felt choked. She knew what he wanted to hear.
"Ob..obedience." she finally uttered.
"Obedience. That's right."
She finished with her hair. Despite her ordeal, she looked stunning.
Her beautiful blonde hair picked up a lustre from the brushing, and
her full lips still showed the red lipstick. The waterproof eye
make-up held fast. She watched Jack with the video camera as he walked
around behind Billy.
"Do you think you learned your lesson Sera?" asked Billy. He smiled at
her with intolerable smugness. Sera's nervousness and frustration
showed.
"Y..yes," she replied.
She noticed one of the men at the counter shift in his seat. He
reached down and readjusted his crotch. She looked down at the floor.
It was suddenly so quiet.
"Are you sure?"
"Y...yes," she repeated. God she wanted out of there. Billy stepped
forward and held his hand out for the hairbrush. It took a minute to
register what he wanted before Sera reached out and handed it to him.
"That's good," he said. He smiled at her and held up the brush and
looked at it. "Cause I'd hate to have to discipline you again."
A shiver went down Sera's spine. The brush would really hurt.
"I'll bet your bottom is really sore."
Sera swallowed hard. Her mouth became dry. Billy was toying with her
even more cruelly than before.
"Maybe we better look at it?"
She didn't answer.
"Let's see," he said, "show us your lesson. Why don't you turn around
and show us your bottom, Sera."
Oh God. It was starting again.
"...your bare bottom."
In her time in the ladies room, she'd almost managed to distance
herself from this horrible incident and now it was getting worse. She
noticed the hairbrush in Billy's hand.
Suddenly, they all jumped. The tension was broken by the sound of the
front door to the diner being shaken. They all looked around to see
that a group of about five people had pulled up and were trying to get
in. The people stepped back, looking around for a sign. A man cupped
his hands together on the glass to try to see inside.
Sera almost wanted to cry for help. Her heart started to beat, and
she could feel a scream welling up. She controlled it. She knew what
would happen. Horrible pictures of her being touched by gross old men
would go around the college, or worse, the video of her getting a
spanking in a public parking lot, or of her with that ketchup bottle.
Her parents would find out and she could never explain it. Billy
promised not to show them to anybody, and she'd never heard anything
about the other girls, about any videos or pictures, so it seemed that
he kept his word on that score. She just had to make it through this
nightmare weekend, at least until they got to the camp. She was sure
she'd be safe once she was with the other girls.
Marty walked up to the door and waved them off, shrugging his
shoulders as if to say there was some problem beyond his control. They
could hear the disappointed voices fade out as the people went back to
their cars. After a moment, suddenly, all the eyes were once again on
Sera. She knew what had to happen, and she slowly turned around so
that her back was facing her audience..
She reached up and unfastened her jeans and slowly pulled them down.
This time, without having to be told, she slipped her thumbs into her
panties and pulled them down too. Once again, her beautiful round
bottom came into the view of the men sitting in the diner. Both cheeks
were reddened from the spanking.
"Mmmmmmm," she heard a male voice.
"Go ahead and take 'em off," said Billy.
She pushed them down her legs, and kept her knees as close together as
possible as she pulled her feet out of each pant leg.
Billy walked around the front of her and took her jeans and panties
from her. She avoided his eyes and stared straight ahead. She felt his
eyes roam up and down her body. She resisted the urge to cover her
pubic mound with her hands when she felt his eyes there. He slowly
walked around her.
"Now," she heard him from behind her again. "Marty, our host here, has
been kind enough to offer to help alleviate the burning on your bottom
Sera."
She heard some giggles.
"Since he doesn't have any cold cream here, he's offered to soothe you
with margarine."
More chuckling.
"Come on over here," said Billy.
She bit her lip and turned around. She saw Billy was standing between
the men seated at the counter and his friends at the booth behind him.
There was an empty stool waiting ominously between them. Now
wearing nothing except her bikini top, Sera turned around and walked
to where Billy was standing. She approached the stool.
"Get yourself up on this stool," he said, "on your knees."
She looked at it for a second before moving. She had men on both sides
of her and she could feel them leering, staring at her nakedness. She
had a hard time as the top of the stool rotated. She had to hold on to
the edge of the counter as she climbed up. She managed to get into
place and waited on her knees, with her feet sticking out back behind
her, towards Ken and Tom. Her naked ass was elevated and in plain
view.
"Now lean forward...put your elbows on the counter," said Billy. She
bent forward, and rested her forearms on the counter. Her bottom stuck
out behind her. She could hear the men moving around behind her. She
heard the top of a plastic container being opened. She closed her eyes
tightly.
Marty stared at the naked ass in front of him and wondered if he had
died and gone to heaven. It was perfectly shaped. The slim thighs met
the round out thrust cheeks, which were now bright pink. He reached
his fingers into the plastic tub and scooped out a big wad of
margarine. He reached out and wiped it one Sera's left cheek.
"Now," said Billy, "no moving, Sera."
Marty wiped another wad on her right cheek, and set the container
down. She kept herself from flinching as she felt his hands reach out
and slowly began to smear the margarine across her bottom.
Her ass began to shine as Marty massaged her cheeks. His face became
red as he kneaded the globes. The men all gathered around and watched
closely as Marty worked on her bottom. He began to spread his fingers
out with his strokes to pull her bottom cheeks apart with his motion.
He began to run his thumbs along the inside of the cleft between her
cheeks.
Sera opened her eyes in horror, and was shocked to see Jack and the
video camera. He had come around the other side of the counter and was
getting shots of her face as Marty was mauling her ass. She tried to
ignore the camera, and what was happening behind her. Jack moved along
the counter keeping the camera on Sera's face the whole time. He came
all the way around again and zoomed in on Marty's hands.
Suddenly, Marty couldn't help himself any longer, and he slowly pushed
his forefinger against Sera's asshole. He pushed the greasy digit in.
"AARRGGG..." Sera let out a gasp, and her bottom cheeks clenched
instinctively, but otherwise, she didn't move. She was too shocked.
"YEAHHHHHH," a chorus of male voices cheered.
Marty slowly pulled the thick finger almost all the way out, and then
inserted it again. His red face began puff for air. He looked as
though he might have a heart attack at any moment. Finally Marty
pulled his finger out of her ass. He stepped back, and with the other
men just stared for a moment at the gorgeous sight in front of them.
Sera's full bottom glistened.
"Very good, Sera," said Billy. "You're learning."
He picked up her panties and jeans and walked over to the sink behind
the counter. He turned on the water and ran her panties under it.
"Okay," he said, "come on down."
Slowly the humiliated cheerleader lifted herself off of the counter
and spun around. She sat on the stool and leaned her head forward,
avoiding eye contact. Her luscious hair fell about her face. She
placed her hands demurely over her pubic bush. Billy handed her the
sopping wet panties.
"Go ahead and put these back on," he said.
Without looking up, she reached up and took the wet underwear. She got
down from the stool and stepped into them. She quickly drew them up
the length of her legs. Water dripped down her thighs.
"These too," said Billy, handing her the jeans.
She pulled the jeans on over the wet panties. She was totally
humiliated, and stood with her hair hanging down around her face.
"Well," said Billy, looking at Marty. "I'd like to thank you for your
hospitality."
Marty could hardly speak. He just stared at Sera. He nodded his head.
"You guys can stop by anytime," said the first man from the bathroom.
"And you, honey, you're welcome ANYTIME."
The men all laughed.
Sera's mind was in a whirl as she slid into the backseat of the car.
Her sopping wet panties were dripping under her jeans. Whatever else
it did, the ice water had helped the burning of her now twice spanked
bottom. It didn't hurt nearly as much as her pride. Her pride was
devastated. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She couldn't
believe that some horrible, disgusting man had put his finger in her
bottom. It was the vilest and sickest thing she could imagine. She had
never heard of anything so shameful. She was numb.
Billy and Jack got in the back seat on either side of her. Ken was
going to drive again. She stared out the front windshield in front of
her, just below where the rear-view mirror hung down. She felt the
car start up, and they pulled out of the parking area.
"I'll tell you where," said Billy.
Sera felt the eyes of the three guys who weren't driving on her. She
tried to concentrate on getting to the campsite and seeing the other
girls. This test had been her worst nightmare. Billy, who was sitting
on her right, slipped his left arm around her shoulders. With his free
hand he pulled her hair back behind her, exposing the tops of her big
breasts. She could feel the stares.
"Now, Sera," said Billy, "I have a little confession to make."
She felt his hand gently stroke her hair. Slowly it began to move down
her neck. He began to stroke the skin along her collarbone. She
didn't move.
"You see," he continued, "we're not really going camping."
"Wha..." she turned her head to face him.
"Well," he looked her in the eye. "We WILL be taking a hike together."
She heard the other guys start to snicker.
"AND," he continued with a sarcastic smile, "you're going to have a
chance to...sort of... get back to nature."
Laughter.
Tears welled up in Sera's eyes.
"Please..." she said. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. "Please,
hasn't this...Oh God...hasn't this been enough?"
Billy's hand slid down and covered her left breast. He gently cupped
it in his hand. A sob came out of her mouth. "Oh my God, please..."
she repeated.
Billy reached his left hand over around from behind her shoulder and
pulled back the bikini top from her left breast. With his right hand
he reached in and lifted it out of the top. Tom leaned forward
from the front seat to get a better look at the exposed tit. Sera
resisted the temptation to reach up. She looked up out of the corner
of her eye out of the side window of the car at the traffic going by.
She blinked away the tears and watched several cars go by without
paying any attention to them. She hoped no one would look in.
Billy moved his hands over to her other breast, and pulled it out. All
three guys stared at her nakedness. Sera began to cry openly.
"You see," continued Billy. He went to her nipples and started to roll
them in his fingertips. Sera's chest started to heave in nervous
response. "The test is for the whole weekend, and each new girl gets
to be sort of like a personal "playmate" of the members of the
committee."
"Please, please stop..." she cried, "I can't...I just can't take
this..."
Billy tugged her nipples outward. They became hardened.
"Sure you can," he continued, staring down at her nipples. "That's why
we like to take pictures and videos."
She was so helpless. She just sat there crying with her hands in her
lap as he manipulated her breasts, and the others watched.
"You see," he continued, "aside from computers, video and other
multi-media is what I do."
Sera couldn't believe her ears.
"Ken," said Billy to the driver, "head for the Rainbow's End Hotel."
"Just think," said Billy, looking back at Sera. "You're going to get a
chance to be a model.".
