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Subject: {ASSM} Cheerleader's Torment Continued, Chapter 12
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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
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Cheerleader's Torment Continued

by Bill H. Collins
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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.

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