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Cheerleader's Torment VII (teens, orgy)
by James Dawson









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Chapter Seven


	When Kate 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 Mike had said, she'd left her wet panties on.
 	Mike 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 lay 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.
	Mike 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 Kate," 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 Mike 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 though
t it was over. Now the sight of the wad of cash really scared her.
	"Did you learn a lesson here, Kate?" asked Mike, 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 
unsensuously 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 dark hair picked up a luster 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 
Mike.
	"Do you think you learned your lesson Kate?" asked Mike. He 
smiled at her with intolerable smugness.
	Kate'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.
	Mike stepped forward and held his hand out for the hairbrush.
	It took a minute to register what he wanted before Kate 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 Kate's spine. The brush would really hurt.
	"I'll bet your bottom is really sore."
	Kate swallowed hard. Her mouth became dry. Mike 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, Kate."
	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 Mike'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 peo
ple stepped back, looking around for a sign. A man cupped his hands 
together on the glass to try to see inside. 
	Kate 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 arou
nd the school, 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. Mike promised not to 
show them to anybod
y, 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 t
he camp. She was sure she'd be safe once she was with the other girls.
	Auggie 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 Kate.
	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 int
o 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 Mike.
	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. 
	Mike 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 wit
h her hands when she felt his eyes there. He slowly walked around her.
	"Now," she heard him from behind her again. "Auggie, our host 
here, has been kind enough to offer to help alleviate the burning on 
your bottom Kate."
	She heard some giggles.
	"Since he doesn't have any cold cream here, he's offered to sooth 
you with margarine."
	More chuckling.
	"Come on over here," said Mike. 
	She bit her lip and turned around. She saw Mike 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, Kate turned around and 
walked to where Mike 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, tow
ards Ken and Tom. 
	Her naked ass was elevated and in plain view.
	"Now lean forward...put your elbows on the counter," said Mike.
	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.
	Auggie 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 Kate's left cheek.
	"Now," said Mike, "no moving, Kate."
	Auggie 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 Auggie massaged her cheeks. His face 
became red as he kneaded the globes. 
	The men all gathered around and watched closely as Auggie 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 in
side of the cleft between her cheeks.
	Kate 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 Auggie 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 Kate's face the whole time. He came all the way 
around again and zoomed in on Auggie's hands.
	Suddenly, Auggie couldn't help himself any longer, and he slowly 
pushed his forefinger against Kate's asshole. He pushed the greasy 
digit in.
	"AARRGGG..." Kate 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.
	Auggie 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 Auggie 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. Kate's full bottom glistened. 
	"Very good, Kate," said Mike. "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 dark hair fell about her 
face. She placed her han
ds demurely over her pubic bush.
	Mike 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 Mike, 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 Mike, looking at Auggie. "I'd like to thank you for 
your hospitality."
	Auggie could hardly speak. He just stared at Kate. 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.


	Kate'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 d
idn'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 an
d sickest thing she could imagine. She had never heard of anything so 
shameful. She was numb.
	Mike 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 rearview mirror hung down.
	She felt the car start up, and they pulled out of the parking 
lot.
	"I'll tell you where," said Mike.
	Kate 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.
	Mike, 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, Kate," said Mike, "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 Kate's eyes.
	"Please..." she said. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. 
"Please, hasn't this...Oh God...hasn't this been enough?"
	Mike'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.
	Mike reached his left hand over around from behind her shoulder 
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.
	Kate 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.
	Mike moved his hands over to her other breast, and pulled it out.
	All three guys stared at her nakedness.
	Kate began to cry openly.
	"You see," continued Mike. He went to her nipples and started to 
roll them in his fingertips. Kate's chest started to heave in nervous 
response. "The test is for the whole weekend, and each new girl gets to 
be sort of li
ke a personal "playmate" of the members of the committee."
	"Please, please stop..." she cried, "I can't...I just can't take 
this..."
	Mike 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."
	Kate couldn't believe her ears.
	"Ken," said Mike to the driver, "head for the Rainbow's End 
Motel."

	"Just think," said Mike, looking back at Kate. "you're going to 
get a chance to be a model.".
