Message-ID: <49428asstr$1097640602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@newssvr13.news.prodigy.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: 6eb7d8e1!not-for-mail From: Bill Collins <BillHCollins@hotmail.com> User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 5.1; en-US; rv:1.3.1) Gecko/20030425 X-Accept-Language: en-us, en MIME-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: <2nUad.12081$nj.10171@newssvr13.news.prodigy.com> NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 12 Oct 2004 13:19:58 EDT X-UserInfo1: [[PAPDCAOHUIRW\YBZNF_RLAUSXB@DTMNHWB_EYLJZ]BGIELDVW[AKK[J\]^HVKHG^EWZHBLO^[\NH_AZFWGN^\DHNVMX_DHHX[FSQKBOTS@@BP^]C@RHS_AGDDC[AJM_T[GZNRNZAY]GNCPBDYKOLK^_CZFWPGHZIXW@C[AFKBBQS@E@DAZ]VDFUNTQQ]FN Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable X-MIME-Autoconverted: from 8bit to quoted-printable by newssvr13.news.prodigy.com id i9CHJw6g001733 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 12 Oct 2004 17:19:58 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Cheerleader's Torment Continued, Chapter 12 Lines: 331 Date: Wed, 13 Oct 2004 00:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/49428> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, hoisingr ++++++++++++++++++++++++ This is chapter 12 in a story originally conceived and written by James Dawson several years ago and recently continued by myself. I've just become aware of a website that has both his original 7 (or 8) chapters and my last 4: www.understories.com Once again, thanks for all the positive feedback, it's really encouraged me to keep going. I've been asked whether I plan on continuing Dawson's "Reluctant Filmstar." I'm a huge fan of this story as well, but I'm going to try to see CT through to its conclusion before I start thinking about another project. The following story is adult in nature and contains fictional depictions of non-consensual sex exploited for erotic purposes. If this offends you, please stop reading. Thanks. -Bill ++++++++++++++++++++++++ Cheerleader's Torment Continued by Bill H. Collins =============================== Chapter 12 - The Rough Cut, Part 2 "Mmmmph!" Kate had stopped struggling, but Jack continued to press her handcuffed wrists down against her back. Tears of pain and humiliation rolled down her cheeks and mixed with the saliva collecting around the bright orange ballgag stuffed in her mouth. "When I order you to do something, Kate, I want no hesitation," Mike was lecturing her. "You do not have a bargaining position here. If I can't reason with you, don't think I won't use force." Kate was completely powerless. Jack and Tom both held her in position, bent over the table with her arms behind her back. Mike walked around to her rear, leather strap in hand. Suddenly, Kate felt his hands reach around her waist and unbutton her shorts. Violently, he tugged them down to her ankles, leaving her ass cheeks almost completely exposed by the lacy red thong that Mike had made her put on. "Mmuuuh," Kate moaned through the gag. "Let's see if we can get your butt to match your underwear," Mike quipped, raising the strap high above his head. Kate heard something whistling through the air instants before it crashed with a tremendous thud into her bottom. The pain was shocking, much worse than she could have anticipated. Not only did the initial collision of the hard leather against her tender skin take her breath away, but the whip-like sting of the strap left an unbearable burning sensation that only got worse. "Muuuuhhmmmmph!!!" Kate shrieked, and she began to struggle involuntarily while Jack and Tom held her firm. "That's one, Kate." Her breath came in short, frantic heaves. Wizzzzzzzzz. KA-SMACK! Mike let another powerful blow down on Kate's defenseless ass. She rocked forward on the table and let out another muffled scream. "That's two, Kate. Get ready for another one." Wizzzzzzzzz. KA-SMACK! The stinging was worse than ever, and Kate's body shivered and convulsed with the pain. She sobbed loudly through the gag. Wizzzzzzzz. KA-SMACK! "That's four, Kate. Do you want to keep going or can we discuss this?" Kate tried to stop her crying so that she could give some sort of response. "Of course," Mike said, slipping his fingers underneath Kate's thong, "I'm not sure we really need your permission for much of anything right now." With one hand, Mike tugged the underwear down over Kate's ass, out from its position wedged in her crack, and pulled them to her knees. He then reached between her legs and ran a single finger gently over the outside of her pussy, causing Kate to shudder and twitch in protest. As Mike's finger drifted absent-mindedly over her inner thighs, Kate realized with horror what Mike was implying with his touch. She was completely restrained and helpless. At any moment, any of these men could begin to rape her, perhaps all of them sequentially. Her eyes grew wide with this new terror, and she begin to struggle once more. "Muuhhh-mmmmm! Muuuhh-mmmmm!" she screamed, shaking her head violently, battering it against the table. "Well, what's it gonna be, Kate?" asked Mike, suddenly grabbing both of Kate's ass cheeks and pressing his jeans-clad crotch into her bottom as if he were mounting her. "Are you saying you'd like to cooperate?" "Muuh-hmmph-hmphh..." Kate sobbed, but finally she managed to nod her head and utter something that sounded like "mmm-hmmmm." "You know, you really make these things much more difficult than they need to be, Kate." Mike reached over and began to unstrap the ball gag, but Tom and Jack still held Kate firmly in position. "I'm going to take this thing out of your mouth now, Kate," Mike explained, "but when I do, I only want to hear five words out of your mouth: 'I'm ready to suck cock.' Ok?" Mike removed the gag, and Kate panted, her body relieved to be rid of the painful restraint. Her jaw ached and her mouth felt dry as she tried her best to choke out the words Mike had told her to say: "I- I'm ready..." Kate swallowed what little saliva there was in her mouth and whispered the last three words, "...to suck cock." There was a brief terrible silence as Jack and Tom allowed her to get to her feet. The silence was broken by Bear. "Woo! That was something else! And you got that shit on video, Ken my man?" Ken was behind a professional looking camera, presumably belonging to Bear and Cliff. "Woo! You look like you could use a little drink of water, girl," Bear rumbled, opening up a small bottle and bringing it over to Kate. Kate couldn't look him in the eye. She also couldn't drink from the bottle with her hands still handcuffed behind her, so Bear had to help her. Though grateful for the liquid, it was humiliating to stand there, with her shorts still around her ankles and her panties still around her knees, being fed from a bottle like a baby goat. "Damn," commented Bear while Kate drank, "I've known some chicks who liked getting ordered around a little, but you're one of the kinkiest I've ever met." Bear threw the water bottle away and waited anxiously for Mike to call the next shots. "That was awful nice, Bear," Mike mused. "Kate, step over to Bear and give him a nice big kiss." Humiliated beyond belief, her ass still stinging from the spanking, Kate looked down at the floor and took a deep breath. With her shorts obstructing her movement, she waddled awkwardly over to Bear and stood in front of him, not sure what to do. Bear had to lean down quite far because of his superior height. When he brought his face down to eye level with hers, she looked away. Bear pressed his mouth against her lips. "Pucker your lips, Kate. Give him a nice, deep kiss," Mike ordered from the sidelines. Kate closed her eyes, more from embarrassment than passion. Suddenly, she felt the tip of Bear's tongue force her lips apart and lick its way over her teeth. As Bear pressed his mouth into hers, he reached behind and drew her to him. His hand then slid down past her handcuffed wrists, to her naked ass. One hand on each cheek, he gave them a firm squeeze. Finally, he ended the kiss and stepped back to admire her: her huge breasts visible underneath the sheer blouse, her beautiful tear-stained face, her dog collar clamped around her neck as a visible sign of her submission, her red panties bunched up around her knees, her hairless pussy peeking out every so often from under the blouse. "Kneel down in front of him, Kate," Mike instructed. Unable to use her arms for balance, she had trouble lowering herself to the floor. As she hit the ground hard, she heard Jack let out a laugh. Kate braved a look up at Bear just in time to see him eagerly reach for his fly. With a few simple tugs, he unleashed his penis just inches from Kate's face. It seemed huge, much bigger than the hotel clerk's, fully erect and throbbing. Kate stared at it in fear. What was she supposed to do with it? She had heard some girls at her school talk about giving boys blowjobs, but she had no idea how oral sex was actually performed. "Put your mouth around it, Kate," ordered Mike. Kate did her best to calm her nerves and leaned forward, putting her lips around the head of Bear's penis. Bear helped her by stepping in, thereby pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Kate felt as if she might choke. "Careful with those teeth, girl," Bear warned, and Kate dutifully opened her jaws so that only her lips were touching his dick. "This better be good, Kate, or you're going right back over that table," Mike told her. Unsure of how to continue, Kate began moving her head backward and forward, her lips frozen in a tense 'o' over the big man's member. She continued this way for what seemed like several agonizing minutes, rocking awkwardly back and forth with her hands behind her back and her lips running up and down about half of Bear's dick. "Loosen up there, girl," Bear advised, "and don't be afraid to use your tongue." Kate closed her eyes and tried to comply, allowing more of her mouth to come into contact with his shaft. As Bear became more and more excited, he began thrusting his hips into Kate's face, burying his cock deeper into her mouth and once more causing her to feel that she might choke or gag. "Woo! Yeah, that's nice," Bear encouraged her, "Keep working that gorgeous face of yours." Bear started thrusting harder and harder, and Kate had to fight both to match his rhythm and to breathe through her nose. With creeping nausea, she felt the head of his penis bump up repeatedly against the back of her throat. "Yeah, girl. Keep sucking that dick. Suck it down." Finally, with a half-moan, half-whoop, Bear let loose. Kate felt his penis pulsate, and then suddenly it seemed like somebody had stuck their finger down her throat. She felt her gag relfex kick in as several gobs of Bear's semen coated the back of her mouth. "Swallow, Kate," Mike ordered. It was repulsive, the most disgusting thing she could think of, but Kate turned her head from Bear and tried to gulp down the foul-tasting bodily fluid. "Man, I've had better blowjobs in my life," Bear announced, zipping up his pants, "but never from a bitch that gorgeous. Damn." Kate was coughing, nearly retching from the terrible taste that was still in mouth. "Mmmmm-mmmmm. Ready for round 2, Kate?" Mike asked. Kate looked at him in horror. She had forgotten all about Cliff, the moustached vulture with the strange, muddled accent. He had been sitting silently in the back of the room this whole time, just watching. Kate shuddered at the thought of having to go through that whole unpleasant ordeal again, least of all with the creepy man in the corner now giggling to himself and beckoning for Kate to join him. "Crawl on over, Kate. That is, unless you'd like to have him join you at the table..." Kate hurried to show her obedience, though her heart had joined Bear's semen in the pit of her stomach. It was seven or eight feet at most to where Cliff was sitting, but the journey was pure torture. Kate had to shuffle, slowly and painfully, on her knees across the oriental rug and onto the hardwood floor, with her hands behind her and her pussy and bottom exposed, while all six men looked on impatiently. Finally she arrived in front of Cliff who remained sitting even as he pulled out his own, smaller but equally erect, penis. "Do your thing, Kate," Mike told her, but Cliff had his own special request. "Leek it," he whispered, looking down at her with a smirk on his face, and it took Kate a moment to figure out what he might be saying. Glancing back at Mike, she reluctantly stuck out her tongue and brought it into contact with Cliff's penis. Cliff smiled. "Good. All over." Kate had no choice but to start running her tongue all over the old man's dick. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Ken was kneeling directly to her left, getting close-ups. Cliff reached down and ran his hands through her hair, causing her to stop licking his penis momentarily and recoil slightly from his touch. "Don't stop, Kate," Mike warned. Kate took a deep breath and resumed, licking in long strokes from the base of his shaft to the head. Cliff grabbed a fistful of hair in each hand and guided his cock into her mouth, continuing to manipulate her head up and down over his crotch. Kate hated being used in this way, having Cliff guide her head like she was some sort of sex toy, but she was afraid to show any resistance. After a few moments of this, Cliff too came, shooting his jizz down Kate's throat. Somehow, Kate choked this down as well. "Vonderful," Cliff told her and gave her a patronizing pat on the head. "Well, it's been fun, boys, but I think we need to be heading off," Mike announced. "All of us are really looking forward to getting up to the cabin, and we've still got another hour or so on the road." Mike squatted down and unlocked Kate's handcuffs. In a state of shock, she rose to her feet and pulled her thong and shorts up over her still-aching ass. "Say, man," Bear said, "I don't have a whole lot of cash hanging around..." "Don't worry about it," Mike, "But can we get a discount on some merchandise here?" Bear smiled and nodded his head. "Ken, why don't you and Jack and Tom take Kate out to the car? I'll be there in just a second." Kate let Tom take her by the elbow and lead her through the curtain into the main part of the video store. As they walked out the front door, she stole a look back at the poster of Anal Cum Sluts IV, tasted the sickening flavor in the back of her throat, and began to weep. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+