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Subject:      <<REPOST>>  Cheerleader's Torment  by Dawson  (M+/f, nc)  (8/8)
From:         an449094@anon.penet.fi (JDawson)
Date:         1996/08/29
Message-Id:   <092309Z29081996@anon.penet.fi>
Newsgroups:   alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.spanking
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WARNING: This story contains strong themes of coercion and forced sexual behavior. It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS only, and the writer does not in any way suggest or condone similar behavior.
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Cheerleader's Torment
by James Dawson
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Chapter Eight - The Motel

The reality of the situation set in on Kate as she watched the traffic pass the car window. She was very uncomfortable in the wet panties and jeans and could see the wet outline through her pants.
        Even though Mike had let her pull her top back together, she realized that she was a virtual slave to the four men in the car. It was really just that simple. She'd had to sit there while Mike lifted her breasts out of h
er top and handled them. He had pictures and videos of her in the most terrible situations imaginable and if they got out around school she would be totally ruined. Worse even was if her father saw them, and how sick he'd
 be. It would kill him and she'd rather die herself than let that happen. The worst part about it was that Mike knew it too. She could tell that even if he did not know exactly why, he knew she would do whatever he told h
er.
        She wondered what he meant about being a "model." She had heard that the girls on the cheerleading team did get some modeling jobs. Mostly local stuff, but they were excited about it none-the-less. Kate was certainly not
 interested all. But she knew that wasn't what he was talking about.
        It didn't take long to get to the Rainbow's End Motel. It was a typical looking American 50's style motel, plain and square. It was beige with brown doors and black railings, and looked as though it hadn't been painted s
ince it opened. The sign was missing several lights. They turned into to the parking lot, which was mostly empty, and pulled into a space near to the office.
        "Okay," said Mike, "Kate and I will go in and get the rooms."
        She was surprised that he wanted her to go into to the office with him, and immediately thought of her wet pants. It would look like she wet them. Mike opened to the door and got out of to the car. He held it open for Ka
te. Reluctantly, she slid over and stepped out. Once again, she felt embarrassed at the skimpy bikini top. It looked obscene because she was so big. She felt like a tramp. She looked down at her jeans and saw to the wet o
utline of her panties.
        Mike smiled at her as he saw it too.
        "It's gonna look like we were too late getting you here," he laughed.
        She blushed bright red.
        She followed Mike into the small, dingy office just off of to the lot. It smelled like stale cigarette smoke and to the walls were turned slightly brown from to the nicotine. An older man stood behind the desk under a bi
g sign that read "Check Out: 11:00." He was tall and gangly, and as they got closer, Kate noticed that though he was balding, he had hair growing out of his nose and ears. She shuttered. He looked up at them dryly, before
 noticing Kate. His eyes widened as he saw her.
        "Can I help ya?" he asked with a leering smile, staring at her bulging breasts.
        Mike said yes, and sorted out two rooms. She learned that she would be in his room, while to the other three guys shared. Throughout to the negotiations, the desk clerk kept stealing glances at Kate's big boobs. She stoo
d nervously, trying not to fidget.
        "Say," said Mike after they had finished with to the business. "Are you guys very busy now?"
        "Naw," replied to the clerk, addressing both of them. "It's kinda slow. Just to the usual few sales guys."
        "Well," Mike continued, "I'm a photographer, and Kate here is a model. And well I was wondering if we might take a few shots by your pool around back later."
        To the clerk looked at Kate. His face seemed to lift as his eyes went up and down her body for to the thousandth time. He cleared his throat and looked at Mike. "Well, I'm not too sure," he replied cannily. "Ya know, man
agement and stuff."
        "What ya' got in mind?" His eyes drifted back over to Kate, causing her to shiver.
        "Well," said Mike, "I'm looking to get some good swimwear shots." He turned and looked at Kate.
        Suddenly the door behind the leering clerk opened and two younger men entered to the office. They were both obviously maintenance workers, gardeners or pool cleaners. They stopped short as they saw Mike and the clerk sta
ring at Kate. They did likewise.
        "This guy here," to the clerk told his two employees, "is a photographer." He turned to Kate, "and this here is a model."
        The two guys looked at her and nodded their agreement
        "Isn't she something?" Mike exclaimed. "Doesn't she have a great body for swimwear?"
        She began to blush as she felt their eyes on her.
        To the men just stared for a moment sizing her up.
        "Turn around nice and slow for us, Kate," asked Mike.
        She closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath.
        Slowly she began to pivot on her left foot and turn her body around. She stopped when her back was facing them.
        "Looks like she had an accident," the clerk said.
        The men laughed.
        Kate's breath began to come in short bursts.
        The room went quiet and she waited for Mike to tell her what to do next.
        "All to the way around," he said.
        She pivoted back to face them again and stared down at to the floor. She couldn't look at them.
        "You know," said Mike, turning to to the clerk. "I think I'd also like to get a few shots of her without her top on. Do you think any of your guests would mind."
        To the clerk swallowed with difficulty. His tongue came out and ran across his dry lips. "Well, ahhhh..." he muttered.
        Kate's face flooded with color.
        Mike leaned forward confidentially. To the clerk did likewise. He whispered into his ear.
        "Yeah, well..." said to the clerk. He looked over to Kate. "That'll be okay," he said. He looked very nervous.
        "Great." said Mike. He picked up to the keys from to the counter.
        "Why don't you wait right here, Kate," said Mike as he walked towards to the door, "while we bring in to the stuff."
        She looked at him pleadingly.
        He stopped and smiled.
        "And you behave yourself."
        Kate watched him walk out of the office. She stared at to the door, hardly able to turn and face to the three strange men.
        To the clerk cleared his throat and the tension in the little room became electric. She turned to face him and saw that he was staring at her. The two other men were as well, though they looked confused. To the clerk cle
arly looked at though he was trying to think of something to say. Kate's feet felt rooted to to the spot. There was no sound except to the little fan spinning above to the desk. The silence became agonizing.
        "So," said to the nervous clerk finally, "you're a model, eh?"
        Oh God. She had to talk to him. "No...well not really," Kate replied. She realized she had better not contradict what Mike had said. "I mean, well, I'm only just starting."
        "Oh," said to the clerk. He looked flustered. His tongue came out and ran across his dry lips. The two maintenance men looked at him expectantly.
        "Well," he said. He cleared his throat again.
        "Well, you should do well...I mean...you...look like a model."
        He looked at to the other guys and then looked back at Kate.
        "Don't you think guys?"
        They nodded enthusiastically.
        "At least...um....from what we can tell from here." he said nervously.
        She looked down in misery at her bare feet  She realized what Mike had said to him; that she would do what he said. She felt a wave a nausea.
        "You gonna do some topless modeling too?" he asked, his voice gaining confidence.
        She felt dizzy with anxiety.
        "I...I...I don't know..." she replied, barely above a whisper.
        "Well," said to the clerk, taking hold of to the situation, "I think me and to the guys here are pretty good judges."
        "Yeah," chimed in one of to the men.
        "Why don't you go ahead and pull that top up, and we'll tell ya what we think."
        "Please," she said, "someone might come in..."
        "Naw, it's real slow," said to the clerk.
        The two maintenance men came out from around to the counter to get a better look. They walked up to her, stopping a few feet away.
        "Come on, Girlie," said the clerk, doing likewise to stand right in front of her. The three men formed a half circle in front of her. Tension and lust radiated off of them.
        Kate closed her eyes and slowly reached up to her bikini top. She gently slipped her fingers underneath to the material covering her breasts.
        "That's right," said the clerk. His breath started to wheeze.
        Slowly, she lifted to the top up over her breasts. The big full mounds came bouncing free.
        "SHIIIIIIIIIT" said one of the maintenance men.
        "Oh my GOD," said the other.
        "Pull it right up," said the clerk, enjoying power over a woman for to the first time.
        Kate closed her eyes tightly and pulled to the top up higher, all to the way to her collarbones totally exposing her big nude tits..
        Mesmerized, to the clerk reached out and put his hands on them. Kate flinched, but did not move away. Seeing this, he began to mold them in his hands.
        Suddenly, to the door swung open. It was Mike.
        "Well," he said, "look at this."
        They all turned to look at him.
        "Katie just loves to show her tits off." He smiled. "I can't leave her for a second."
        Kate stood aghast. She started to pull her top down over the hands of to the clerk.
        "Wait," said Mike.
        She stopped.
        "Pull it back up."
        Slowly she complied.
        "You can't just come in here and flash your tits," he said.
        "Please, I didn't..."
        "You probably got our host here all hot and bothered." He looked to to the clerk, "is that right?"
        To the clerk looked down at her bare tits.
        "Yeah," he said.
        "So, Kate," Mike continued, "pull his cock out."
        Her eyes widened in horror. "Wha...."
        "You heard me," he said. "Unzip his fly and pull his cock out."
        The clerk reached back up and grabbed her tits.
        "Please...." she said.
        "Do it NOW."
        She was trapped. She had no choice.
        Kate reached down and began to fumble with his trousers.
        To the clerk started to maul her breasts, and his breath started coming in gasps.
        She opened his pants and they slid down his legs, leaving him in his briefs.
        She stopped, unsure what to do.
        "Pull his shorts down."
        She reached to to the waistband of his briefs and tugged them down. His thin erect prick sprang out.
        "Now," continued Mike, "wrap your right hand around it."
        She took a hold of to the clerk's penis. She felt it pulsate in her hand. She closed her eyes in revulsion.
        "Pump it."
        The clerk's eyes rolled back in his head as Kate started to work her hand back and forth. He looked back down at her exposed breasts and let out a groan of pleasure.
        "ARRRGGGGHHH," to the clerk suddenly moaned. After only about ten or fifteen strokes he arched his back. Cum shot out of his prick, hitting Kate on to the stomach, and on her jeans.
        Kate was afraid she was going to be sick as she heard to the men cheer. She kept stroking until the man stepped back.
        To the clerk stood as though in a trance. It took him a moment to gather his wits and pull his trousers back up.
        Kate stood in revulsion. She resisted to the impulse to wipe to the disgusting spunk off of her, but did not move, waiting for Mike.
        "Now," said Mike, "if you're done being a slut, put your top back
on and let's check out our room."
        Spent, to the clerk fell into one of to the chairs. He was unable
to speak.
        Kate pulled her top back down. She looked for something to wipe
herself off with but Mike opened to the door to leave. He looked at her
and she followed him out to to the parking lot.

       Note- The sad story will continue. Two new chapters due soon.
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