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Cheerleaders’ Rape and Torture
by
Semiater (aspererus@yahoo.com)
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Monique was whimpering as I tugged on the leash attached to her collar. The sound of her crying was muffled under the thick black hood, though not by much. There was a ring-gag wedged behind her teeth, keeping her mouth wide open. There were holes in the hood for her to hear; I wanted to make sure she heard everything, everything they said to, and about, her, as she was getting fucked and abused by her old teachers.
“Are you ready to get gang-banged cunt?” I ran my hand over the smooth leather encasing her head.
“We’ll see how all those old fucks like a young piece of tail like you. And god, just think how hard they’d cum if they knew it was their dear little Monique they were fucking. The pampered cheerleading princess…” Monique’s sobbing grew louder as I mocked her mercilessly.
“You do look pretty though bitch; those long legs, the pretty ankle socks, the tennis shoes, and of course, your little cheerleader costume.” I didn’t dare dress her in her school’s uniform, but I found one that made her look hot nonetheless. Of course, she didn’t have any panties on under the short, short skirt, I mean, what’s the point, the guys would have had them off in an instant anyway.
Her tight little belly was visible, her top came just below her tits and exposed her bare midriff. She didn’t have a sports bra on underneath the top, she wasn’t going to be doing any flips or cheers, her tits didn’t need the support, after all, she was just going to be on her back and knees, getting cock after cock rammed in her teenage holes, and I’m sure the boys would want access to her tits immediately as it was, so why bother covering them up further.
I ran my hand over Monique’s bare belly, her muscles quivered under my touch. I leaned down, whispering in her ear hole.
“I bet you’re going to love it when Mr. Wilson rams his cock in your pussy, won’t you bitch?” Monique squealed as I brought my hand up between her legs and started fingering her clit.
“I’ll make sure to have him cum in your pussy slut. You’ll like that, won’t you bitch. Or, do you want to taste his sperm on your lips and running down your throat? You’ve been dreaming about it for so long, haven’t you cunt?” Monique moaned and whimpered at the same time. My finger plunged in her tight, wet pussy over and over again, ramming deep inside her womb.
“I love it slut, you’re wet, you’re looking forward to this, aren’t you bitch?” I laughed and pulled my finger from her pulsing snatch and brought it to the hole in the hood, thrusting it between the ring-gag and pressing down on her tongue till she licked it clean.
“How many times are you going to cum tonight slut?” I love the way her body trembled as the shame and humiliation raced through her veins.
“I want you to count for me bitch, you’ll have to tell Emily how many times your old teacher’s made you orgasm, how many times they cummed inside you.” I laughed out loud.
“Get over here cunt!” I snapped my fingers and Emily scurried on her hands and knees to my feet. She was naked but for the thick black cuffs locked on her wrists and ankles, and the heavy collar around her neck. Her hair was done up in pig-tails and frilly white socks covered her feet.
“Why don’t you lick Monique’s pussy slut, make her orgasm for the first time tonight. After all, you owe her, putting her in this position, you were a bad girl, telling me all her dark secrets.” I chuckled and grabbed for the back of Emily’s head, pushing her face up under Monique’s short shirt and forcing her lips to her friend’s dripping pussy.
“I’ll punish you later, after we get home.” I could feel my dick getting harder and harder as Monique started to groan and grind her pussy into Emily’s darting tongue.
“Hey fellas.” The room went silent as I dragged Monique in on her leash. There were at least a dozen guys scattered around the room, waiting on the couches and chairs that lined the legion hall. Somebody had set up an old mattress on the floor, in preparation for the evening’s festivities. The men looked to be fortified with drink, and instantly I saw half the room go hard as they saw my girl in her cheerleader outfit dragged in behind me.
“So boys, here as I promised, a pretty young thing for you to bone.” Nobody said a word, but their eyes were locked eagerly on the girl.
“Check out this hot little cunt.” Monique squealed in protest, and utter humiliation, as I lifted her skirt and ran my fingers over her pussy.
“The bitch is wet and ready for use. As you can see, she’s gagged, but fully ready for your cocks, in all three holes.” The guys around the roomed looked nervous, but excited, as they stared at Monique in her cute little outfit. One by one they started stroking their cocks. Most of the guys were in their 40s, but they ranged in age from 30 to 60. I’m sure there was more Viagra present in the room than I could even imagine, some pharmacist had been busy.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” It was like releasing chum into the water, instantly the men stood, almost in unison, and pounced on the girl. Monique’s crush, her much lusted after teacher, was the first to her. He was mid-40s perhaps, but didn’t look it, his hair was a little thin, there was an incipient bald spot, but he looked youthful, and obviously worked out. I could almost see why Monique had wanted him to pop her cheery.
The men circled Monique like prey, a dozen hands were on her in a heartbeat; pinching her nipples, fingering her pussy, and smacking her ass. Mr. Wilson had hold of her head, one hand tugged on the long mane of hair that escaped under the hood, while the other, it was up under her chin, arching her head back. He buried his tongue in the opening of the ring-gag as multiple hands squeezed her tits and fingered her pussy.
Monique’s old teacher didn’t waste any time, he claimed his prize and pushed her back over the armrest of one of the couches. He had his pants down around his ankles in an instant and grabbed for her hips, pulling them to the edge of the cushion, in perfect position to be fucked.
The other guys acted like a well scripted troupe, two grabbed for a leg each and held them wide, keeping her ass balanced on the edge of the sofa. Mr. Wilson roared like a beast as he slammed his prick in Monique’s tight slit.
“FFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!” I could hear Monique squeal and start to screech as her old teacher started to fuck her pussy. One of the other guys climbed on the couch and straddled her face, grabbing the back of her head he buried his cock through the ring wedged behind her teeth and started to face-fuck her brutally.
I wondered how many of the guys in the room had ever had the chance to use such a hot, young girl. I knew they wanted to, seeing the hot little bitches pass through their classes over the years. I could see the urgency, the anticipation, the need of the guys waiting their turn, ready to fuck my little cheerleading princess stupid.
It took only a few minutes before Mr. Wilson started to holler, he had hold of Monique’s hips, his hands were clamped like claws on her flesh, pulling her body to him as drove his prick deep in her belly time and time again.
“HOOOLLLLYYYY FFFFUUUCCCKKKKK!!!” The teacher jerked his hips violently into the girl, slamming his balls against her ass he buried his cock to the hilt in Monique’s teenage pussy.
“FFFUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!” Sweat was pouring down Mr. Wilson’s back and his hair was sopping, his whole body quivered with joyous orgasm. The other guys held Monique’s legs wide, impatiently waiting their turn.
Mr. Wilson slowly unsheathed his raging cock from his former student’s pussy. He clamped his hands on her breasts and buried his fingers in her tit-meat as the other guy continued to fuck her face.
“My turn!” One of the other teachers let go of Monique’s long leg and shoved Mr. Wilson out of the way. Instantly another guy took hold of her thigh and kept it splayed wide. It all happened like a perfectly choreographed play.
“YYYYEEEAAAHHHHH!!!” The new guy started bunny-fucking Monique, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed through the room, along with the grunts of the man using my cheerleader princesses mouth.
“Holy shit that was incredible!” Mr. Wilson approached and put out his hand as a greeting.
“Where did you find a girl like that?” I just smirked and shook his hand.
“Around.” I could hear the guy using Monique bellow in the background.
“She’s fucking incredible. I’m Rick by the way, we’ve talked on the phone.” He was breathing hard, almost panting.
“I can’t thank you guys enough for this, that pussy, it was fucking awesome, incredible.” He turned, distracted by the scene in front of us. He didn’t say a word, just watched my pampered cheerleading princess getting used as a cum receptacle. Monique was now on her belly, her hips balanced on the edge of the couch. She was getting rutted from behind by the third guy, so far, to use her pussy. I was impressed, the old guys were using her brutally fast. Another had hold of her hood and was fucking her mouth through the ring wedged behind her teeth.
We stood in silence for a few minutes more, watching Monique getting fucked raw.
“Well, guess me and Jim are going to grab something to eat, think you can manage here?” Mr. Wilson was still sucking in lung-fulls of air, he hadn’t bothered to put his clothes back on. His chest was heaving and his dick still stood erect from his frame. I knew Monique was in for another fucking from him soon, if he could get his turn.
“Thanks, yeah, that was fucking incredible!” He was breathless and could barely gasp out the words. I’m not sure he heard a word I’d said, he stood there, awe-struck and transfixed on the scene.
We hadn’t been there more than 15 minutes and already three guys had fucked my dear cheerleader’s pussy, and two more had fucked her mouth. Jim and I were just about out the door when I turned to see they had her on her knees with a half dozen guys circling her. They took turns ramming their cock between the ring wedged behind her teeth, while her hands moved from dick to dick, acting as her own fluffer, priming their cocks to use her. I thought I could hear her cooing, and moaning in lust as she kept her long fingers moving quickly from dick to dick.
“What a little slut.” I laughed and smacked Jim on the back as we started out the door.
“Let’s get some food, I think she’s in for a long night.” Jim and I were chuckling as the door slammed shut behind us.
I could hear Monique grunting as Jim and I walked back into the legion hall. She was pinned between two of the old guys, she was on her back with her legs splayed wide, getting fucked hard. I couldn’t even see her upper body, her favorite crush was underneath her, his dick rammed in her ass while his hands were clamped on her tits. One of the other teachers was on top of her, slamming into her pussy violently, making her legs jerk with the brutal double-team fucking. Her white tennis shoes and pretty ankle socks danced in the air as they used her.
Jim and I had been gone for a few hours, we left to grab some dinner and leave the boys to our pretty little girl. I was utterly shocked that the guys were still at it. I didn’t think they had it in them, but with the pharmaceutical help in play, plus a hot young pussy to fuck, it could turn on any guy, especially teachers. After years of being teased and taunted by the pretty young things, it had to be torture sitting there day-after-day, seeing those hot cunts that they couldn’t touch, and now, they were getting their just reward, taking it out on my dear little Monique. I can’t even imagine how hard they would have used her if they’d have known it was one of their former students under the hood.
I heard an animal roar rip through the room and the guy on top of Monique jerked his hips violently into her belly, slamming his cock into her pussy between her widely splayed thighs. A spasm went down his spine as he spewed his load in my pretty cheerleader’s womb, then he quickly dismounted the girl.
Mr. Wilson, Rick as I now knew him, as soon as the other guy de-cunted Monique, he rolled her over onto her belly and got her up on her hands and knees. His prick never left the tight sheath of her ass, and soon he was riding the girl like an animal. He had hold of the mane of hair that escaped under the hood and pulled on it brutally, like reins to a horse. I could hear the clear slap of his groin on her ass as she was slammed forward with each violent thrust of his hips. She yelped each time his cock went to the hilt in her ass.
His body spasmed and his muscles went rigid as he unloaded another load of cum into her body. I wonder how many times he’d cum tonight, how much sperm had been deposited in, and on, my dear cheerleader princess.
Monique could barely walk as Jim and I dragged her out into the parking lot. Her inner thighs were coated with dozens of loads of cum that had been spewed in her pussy and ass, and were now seeping out of her well-used holes. Her black hood was slimed with sperm and spit. Under the ragged and torn cheerleader top, her breasts were red, her nipples were swollen and puffy.
“How did you like that cunt?” I leaned in and whispered in Monique’s ear. She was whimpering as she staggered over the rough gravel.
“How did you like that last cock up your ass bitch. That was your favorite teacher, Mr. Wilson. Was it everything you ever imagined cunt?” Monique started to sob louder and louder. A trail of sperm and saliva hung from the leather and trailed down over her chest.
“Could you tell what cock was his slut? He fucked your ass, your pussy, and your mouth. Did you like the taste of his cum cunt?” I loved taunting and mocking Monique. I loved the way she cried harder and harder with every word I said.
“Did you like it bitch? I bet you still would have loved him to pop your cherry, wouldn’t you?” She let out a shriek as I grabbed for her nipple and twisted it violently, the flesh was raw and swollen.
“Time to get you home slut.” I shoved Monique into the back of the van, there was a big sheet on the floorboard, to keep the carpet from getting too slimed with cum, I didn’t want her to mess up my vehicle.
Monique sobbed the whole time we drove home. Once we were parked at the house I let Jim deal with her for the night, Tara was inside, perhaps he’d let her clean up our fucked over cheerleading princess. I didn’t much care to be honest, I wanted to get to my little pet, my dick was aching and I wanted to fuck her, after I punished her of course.
Emily was curled in the little doggy cushion on the floor next to the bed, her collar was locked with a chain to a ring set in the wall. Her hands were pulled up and her cuffs were hooked to the collar around her neck. It made her look like she was praying, almost, in a slightly perverted way.
Her eyes fluttered as she slowly came to. It was almost sunrise and the light was eerie in the bedroom.
“Did you sleep well slut?” She rolled onto her side with difficulty.
“You should have seen it cunt, Monique getting fucked by all your old teacher’s.” Emily groaned as I knelt next to her and slipped my finger between her thighs and up into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back in her head as I started to slowly fuck her with my hand.
“She got fucked by at least a dozen guys cunt, they fucked all her holes.” Emily moaned and squeezed her thighs on my wrist.
“Don’t you feel bad slut, ratting her out like that, telling me she had a crush on her old teacher?” I twisted my finger inside her tight, needy pussy.
“Don’t you feel bad cunt, selling out your friend like that?” Emily was panting, almost cooing as I finger fucked her harder and harder.
“He fucked her up the ass, all of them did. I’ll have to have her tell you about it later.” Emily groaned and her thighs squeezed down on my wrist was I wiggled my finger in her pussy.
“I’m happy you told me bitch, but you were a bad girl!” Her eyes went wide as I pulled my finger from her quivering slit. She yelped in shock more than pain as I took hold of her nipples and pinched them between my fingers.
“You’ve been a bad little girl cunt, and now you need to be punished." Emily shrieked as I twisted her erect buds hard. She tried to squirm away, but with her hands locked to her collar, she was helpless.
“Don’t get me wrong slut, I appreciate it, but just think of poor Monique, your friend, getting fucked over like that.” I let go of her nipples and brought a finger to her lips laughing at her.
“I bet you wanted to be fucked by all those teachers instead of Monique, didn’t you?” I could see the tears start to form in her pretty eyes as I pushed down on her tongue and made her gag.
“You’re jealous, aren’t you cunt?” Emily started sobbing and closed her eyes trying to turn away from me.
She squealed in pain as I grabbed for her hair and pulled her over my thighs. Her legs kicked in the air a s she shrieked in pain. I kept hold of her hair with one hand as I smacked her ass hard with the other.
“I met Mr. Wilson cunt, he’s a good looking guy, I bet you dreamed of him popping your cherry too, didn’t you?” I slapped my palm down hard on her ass again and again while pulling hard on her hair, arching her head up so I was looking into her eyes.
“He fucked Monique up the ass bitch, betcha you would’ve loved that, wouldn’t you slut!” My hand hurt from spanking the girl and my dick was aching. Emily was crying hard, tears streaked down her cheeks.
“Want me to fuck you cunt?” She was sobbing as I jerked her head up by the hair, staring her straight in the eyes.
I pulled Emily to her feet, her legs were shaking with her hands balled into little fists, her wrists clipped to her collar.
“I think you still need a little lesson cunt.” I shoved Emily back onto the bed.
“Spread those legs, keep them open!” I could see the fear in her eyes as I slipped my thick leather belt from my waist and doubled it over.
“Keep’em open cunt!” The belt cut through the air menacingly as I tested the weight of the leather. Emily’s legs were shuddering, but she kept them splayed wide.
She shrieked in pain as I brought the broad leather strap down between her legs. Her knees jerked in as the crack of the belt on her pussy rang through the room. I could feel my dick getting harder by the second as I brought the leather down on her cunt over and over again.
I don’t know how many blows I laid on her pussy, but my head was pounding, I could feel the lust pumping through my veins as I watched the girl’s legs jerk in and out violently. Her whole body writhed in pain with each shot of the belt.
Emily groaned as I mounted her. She yelped as I jammed my prick in her pussy.
“Holy shit!” Emily’s eyes were shut, her arms were pinned against my chest, her wrists still locked to her collar. I grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to stare straight into my eyes.
“Look at me cunt!” She tried to stifle back the tears, sniffling like a little child.
“You know you love it slut!” I slowly started rocking my hips, grinding my cock into her burning, aching pussy.
“That’s it bitch, this is what you’re made for, and you know it!” I could feel her pussy throbbing, her vaginal muscles clamping down on my pistoning cock as the bed creaked beneath us.
“Maybe I’ll get the teachers together and let them fuck you next time.” Emily grunted with each thrust of my hips into her belly.
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Doc walked in with Jayme in tow, she was dressed in leather, her massive tits bulged and were barely restrained by the smooth, straining hide. She staggered on high heels, taking ginger steps behind her cruel Master. Doc tugged her forward with the leash clipped to her collar. She was gagged, I recognized the penis-gag he’d borrowed his last visit jammed between her glistening teeth. Her eyes were wide, and filled with fear and discomfort.
To be continued…
Thanks for reading and I hope you’ve enjoyed the story. I always appreciate comments, it's always encouraging, and I love hearing from women who like my work. Thanks…John (Semiater) aspererus@yahoo.com
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