I Was Fifteen When It All Began II
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I Was Fifteen When It All Began II
By Loki
Sean pulled his lovely cock out of my pussy, now swollen
from his lustful thrusts and leaking seamen from his
orgasm. I felt filled and warm, taken and ravaged but I did
not feel pain or regret. And, at this realization I began
to experience the sweet pangs of utter humiliation. I was
his bitch in more than name. Sean had taken from me the
worries of desire and the guilt of my need by claiming me,
by eliminating choice. He was responsible for what had
taken place but now I must begin to face what he had
revealed in me.
Soon there came a knock at the door. It was Jennifer and
her friend Sam too! I jumped up as Sean let them in the
door. I could not escape before they were inside the room.
They saw me standing, slightly bent forward to cover my
non-naked body. I had thought I could shield their eyes
from my condition but it was impossible. They saw an
innocent young girl who had been deflowered, her hair in a
mess, her lipstick smeared and most damning; cum dripping
down her leg from her formerly virgin pussy.
They screamed with hysterical laughter but were quickly
silenced by Sean, "Do you want coach or anyone else to find
out what's going on in here?"
The girls quieted down and began speaking in hushed tones
to Sean so that I could not understand them. They looked at
me from time to time obviously making plans for me. Soon,
they all left me alone in the room with Sam.
"So, I see you've become a woman." she giggled with a
devilish grin and an evil smirk.
Sam's beautiful long black hair made her every bit as sexy
and nasty as Veronica in a nightmare.
"Well we have some plans for you. Jennifer's not
necessarily too happy that you and her man got it on and as
such she has decided that she needs to humiliate you a bit
herself. So, here is an extra cheerleading uniform. The one
that was promised to you if you should get washed out of
the tournament early on. Now go put it on and be quick
about it."
I retired to the bathroom to put on the uniform. It was
indeed humiliating. I stripped naked and put on the blue
cheerleader's briefs, they were skin tight and held what
little manhood I did have snuggly between my legs Next I
put on the bra she gave me - it was a bra that helped the
figures of young cheerleaders like me. Over it came the
sweater, blue with a white letter S in the middle. I
quickly slipped on the white ankle sock and cheering tennis
shoes. I exited the bathroom to the snap of a camera and a
demand that I follow Sam.
As I followed Sam we came to the room she shared with
Jennifer. She made me sit in front of the mirror as she
applied make-up to me. She made my cheeks very red and my
lips shiny liquid wet red. She then pulled my hair back
into two little pigtails and tied them off with red
ribbons.
"Since you obviously are a slut, you must look like a
little tart. You must also learn a few cheers because when
we go down to the auditorium you will have to cheer for
your man Sean - and you will have to do a good job or
people will be able to detect that you aren't a girl. But,
we know you really wish you were one and that you'll do
everything not to be exposed - thus humiliating yourself by
proving how good a little slut girl you can be. Got it
Chrissy?"
"I got it," I said as I hung my head.
She taught me a few cheers and I looked at myself in the
mirror. I looked the part - I looked like a teen girl
cheerleader, complete with pom-poms and pigtails. I had
done it now.
We went down to the auditorium and found the mat where Sean
was about to wrestle. Half of the girl's squad was there
and Jennifer had already prepared them for my arrival. I
received plenty of snickering stares but no one gave me
away. We started to cheer as the match got underway. I was
amazed at how I knew all the cheers and all of the body
motions as well. I became very excited as the match went
on. There were takedowns and reversals that sent the score
back and forth until finally Sean won late in the third
period with a pin.
We all jumped up at the sound of the ref's hand slapping
the mat hugging each other and screaming. Sean looked at me
and my heart sunk. He smiled with a knowing smile and
walked off the matt and swatted my bottom as he passed by.