Cheerleader's Torment
by James Dawson
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Chapter Four - The Parking Lot (Part 2)
"NOOOO, PLEASE...." cried Kate.
It took all of her self control to hold the degrading position she was
in- standing in nothing but her jeans in a parking lot she couldn't
even see, holding her hands behind her neck with her elbows pulled wide
apart. Her huge breasts sat there, sticking out rudely, on offer like
cantaloupes at the supermarket.
Now Mike told her that, keeping her eyes closed, she had to endure some
stranger touching them.
She felt adrenaline pump into her stomach.
"Just a little feel." he said. "Now, I'll be standing here the whole
time. And remember, you can't move a muscle."
"Oh, please..." she sobbed.
"Now if you do," Mike continued, "if you move- no matter what happens-
it'll be the same as if we caught you looking, you remember..."
"Oh God..."
"That's right, jeans and panties down for a spanking."
Kate's head swirled, and she felt as though she might throw up.
She heard footsteps.
"Hi there." It was a man's voice.
Again, she fought the urge to panic.
"Come, on Kate," said Mike. "Say hello."
Did he HAVE to torment her like this?
"H..hi..." She clinched her eyes shut.
Kate stood rooted to the spot.
"Now, what will happen if you move?" asked Mike.
She could feel men standing around her. She could hear their breathing.
"Come on Kate, what will happen?"
She clinched her eyes shut.
"A sssaa...ss...sspanking..."
"That's right, a spanking. And where will you get it?"
"Oh my God, please...please don't do this..."
"Come on Kate," Mike continued, "where will you get it..."
"On..on..mmy...bottom...."
"That's right. And what kind of shape will your bottom be in?"
"Bbb...bare..."
"God," said a man's voice. He sounded much older. "That sure sounds
good to me." He coughed.
"Come on, sweetie, open your eyes..." said another.
"Now," continued Mike, "just to serve as a little reminder, Kate, while
keeping your arms in place, turn yourself around so that we can get a
good look at your bottom."
It was not enough to be standing here with her breasts sticking out
like this. She swallowed hard and decided not to argue. The stakes were
just too high. Slowly she turned herself around so that her back was
facing them.
"Wow, that sure is a nice ass." It was another man's voice.
"Yeah," laughed the first man. "It reminds me of a horse I once saw..."
They all laughed.
"Kinda hard to tell in those jeans though..."
Kate heart started pumping wildly.
"Now, now," said Mike. "We did promise her that if she doesn't move
unless we say so that she can keep her jeans on."
"Awwww," someone said.
"But," Mike continued, "she could bend over for us a bit to show us the
nice shape...couldn't you Kate."
She couldn't respond.
"Sure you could." Mike said. "Now keep your arms in position, and just
bend over at the waist..."
Another sob escaped her full lips.
"KATE!"
She did it. She bent at the hips, with her elbows sticking out
horizontally like the wings of a bird. Her big nude tits hung straight
down unencumbered. They wobbled slightly.
"Bend one knee, and keep the other leg straight."
She did.
"Great...now bend over a little farther..."
She bent over even further.
"That's right," said Mike. "Really stick it out there."
Tears started to trail down her nose and fall to the pavement in little
splatters. She could hear them walking around her.
She heard someone come around to her left and squat down. She could
hear breathing inches away. She heard him get down on the ground to look
up at her. She bit her lip and clenched her eyes shut, as she imaging
the sight her big hanging breasts were making for him.
"You sure have great tits.." the man said.
"Yeah." another man, suddenly on the other side.
She tried not to think about them. She heard the music and tried to
tune in.
"Say, ˇ®thank you,' Kate" said Mike suddenly.
"Please..."
"Come on, Kate."
"Th...th...thank you."
They all chuckled.
"Well, you're welcome, Doll."
"Okay," said Mike. "Let's get you back into position. Turn around and
stand up again, but keep your arms where they are.
Once again she turned around and repositioned herself in the obscene
pose, hands behind neck, shoulders pulled back, breasts thrust forward.
"Fred, you EVER seen tits that nice?"
"No sireee."
"Are these things real, sweetheart?"
"Y...yes." She knew she better answer.
"I don't see no scars, Bob."
"Sometimes they're underneath."
"Yeah, let's see."
Though she had braced herself, the touch was like an electric shock,
and she flinched.
"Sorry..." she said quickly, hoping it wouldn't count.
There was chuckling, but no one said anything.
She felt a hand lifting her left breast, weighing it like a piece of
fruit. Her face flushed.
"Gawd, they're heavy," said Bob.
"Let's see," said Fred.
She felt another hand lift her right breast.
"Your right, Bob," he replied. "Have you ever weighed these beauties,
Doll?"
"N...no."
Both hands pushed her boobs up, mashing them into her chest. The force
made her have to take a step back.
"Nope, no scars under here."
She stood there as both men squeezed the breasts she was so
tantalizingly offering.
"You know the best way to tell," said Bob, releasing the left one.
"What's that?" asked Fred, doing likewise.
She heard Bob walk around behind her.
"Oh..." she said as she felt the front of Bob's body come into contact
with her. She could feel his big belly and then his erection against her
back. She could feel his hot breath. It stank of stale cigarettes.
"You hold ˇ®em together like this," he said reached around from behind.
Each hand grabbed a breast. "And see if they feel the same." He squeezed
them, molding them in his hands.
She could hear his breathing get raspy as he just played with them for
a few moments.
"Then you gotta check the nipples." He released her breasts, letting
them fall back into place. Then he began to pinch her nipples, tugging
on them. Slowly, they became erect.
"They sure look real." offered Fred.
Bob went back to playing with them for a moment before releasing them.
"Here, your turn."
Holding her position, she heard Fred move to the same spot. As he
leaned into her, she felt his erection as well. He did the same thing.
He too smelled like cigarettes. It was foul. She wanted to be sick.
After a few moments of mauling, he too released her. She heard him
walk back around.
Though her arms were really starting to ache, she held her position. No
one said anything. She could hear heavy breathing over hear the music.
They let her stand for a moment.
She wanted to die of shame.
No one said a word. She just listened to them walk around her.
"Well, little Kate," she heard Mike say. He was right behind her,
though she couldn't feel him against her like the others.
She waited, waited for him to say or do something.
Then it happened. She felt his hands reach around her body and go to
the top of her jeans. She lost control- her hands frantically leapt down
and grabbed his, pushing them away.
She heard cheering.
"Awe, Kate..." he said. "that was just a test..."
In a panic, she suddenly opened her eyes...and froze.
There in front of her were not just two men, but a small group, more
like seven or ten, all different shapes and sizes standing in a
semi-circle around her.
The sight before her made her scream. She fell to the pavement in a
heap.
Laughter and applause rang out.
But that wasn't the worst.
A couple of them had cameras. She realized that men had been taking
pictures of her the whole time.
When she finally looked up again, she saw that both Ken and Jack had
VIDEO CAMERAS.
She pulled her arms tightly around her and covered her face with her
hands. The humiliation was almost unbearable.
She spread her fingers apart and looked out.
They were in a small parking lot that looked like it was situated
behind the building it served, which itself fronted the road. It looked
as though it could hold around twenty cars. On the other side of the
lot, facing her was some kind of warehouse.
Beside's Mike's, there were four other cars parked.
Then another sight suddenly caught her eye, and she froze.
There, grinning at her, were four young kids with skateboards in their
hands.
They had watched the whole thing.
Kate covered her face with her hands, her arms covering her breasts.
She looked as though she were clutching a pair of pillows in front of
her body.
"You BASTARD," she suddenly screamed at Mike.
Mike squatted down next to her. Suddenly, he grabbed a handful of her
hair and jerked her head upright so that he was facing him. The move
shocked her. She clinched her hands into little fists underneath her
chin
"Don't you EVER call me a name like that AGAIN." he said.
The look in his eye suddenly scared her. She went silent.
Mike turned to the assembled audience, and told them to give him a
minute. They backed off, most going to sit on the hoods of their cars.
"Now," said Mike. "Its time you and I have a little chat."
"How COULD you?"
"It's not such a big thing, showing off your titties."
She flinched at the word "titties." She was being treated like a whore.
"Now, we got a nice long weekend together."
Her eyes widened.
"Wh..what do you mean..."
"Well, we're going to spend some time together- me, you, and the boys."
He looked her in the eye to make sure she was getting it.
"That's what the test is all about."
She just stared in disbelief.
"Now we can all have a nice, easy time together if you do like your
told."
"You BAS-" she stopped herself.
"That's right. You're learning."
"Wh..what do you want?" she asked.
"Well," he replied, "we're gonna want a lot of stuff, and its not all
going to be easy for you..."
"You..you can't make me..."
"Well, its up to you to decide. You can either come along with us and
do what we tell you to do, or we can put you on the bus home. It's up to
you."
He suddenly smiled.
"BUT, we've got a lot of great pictures of you showing off your
tits..."
"OH, my GOD..."
"...and some nice ones of you sticking out your ass."
He let her cry for a moment. He looked back over his shoulder and
smiled and nodded to the men. He turned back towards the weeping girl.
"Now, listen real carefully," he said, "as I was saying, from here on
out, I am going to make sure the rest of this weekend doesn't get TOO
out of hand."
She looked up at him. Her eyes were red and wet.
"Wh..what do you mean?"
"I mean that things COULD get out of hand," he replied. He smiled down
at her.
"You don't think each of those guys would LOVE to have his evil way
with you?"
"OH, GOD, OH, GOD, NOOOOO, PLEASE...." She became panicked
"But, I'm not going to let that happened. That IS," he said, "as long
as you do as I say, and I mean EXACTLY as I say."
Tears of helplessness welled up again.
"OR..." he took her delicate chin in his hand.
"Or things ARE going to get out of hand, and we've got a long weekend
ahead of us."
"W...what. ..do...want me to do?"
"I want you to do what I tell you to Kate. EXACTLY. And as long as you
do that I am going to make sure that things stay cool.
She stared at him.
"One of your school friends has a kinda mean streak that I have to
control."
A hand shot up to cover her mouth. He could see the fear in her eyes.
"But, as I said," he continued, "I will keep things cool if you promise
to be obedient, no matter WHAT I ask of you."
"Oh, God, I couldn't, I just couldn't."
"Mmmmm...let's see...imagine one day every computer in school starts up
with a nice picture of you sticking your tits in some old guy's face?"
She just closed her eyes, forcing tears to roll down either side of her
face.
She was totally defeated.
"Now," Mike continued, "we've got pictures of Caroline and all of the
others as well, and we don't go handing them around. It's just between
us. It's just this test weekend."
She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Now, I mean it," he said. "Do what I tell you and all this stuff will
be kept under my lock and key."
She shuddered. The thought of pictures of her being passed around
school made her sick. She was trapped. She had no choice.
"Okay?"
"O...okay...." she whispered.
"Okay," he said. "Now I promise to keep up my end. Do you promise too?
"Y..yes...." she heard herself say.
"Good," he said.
He stroked her hair, and ran the back of his hand down the side of her
lovely face. Her eyes pulled shut.
"Well we got our first little test right here, don't we?"
"OH...oh...NOOOO," she said, her eyes widening with realization. She
had forgotten.
"That's right," he said. "Now, here's the deal," he continued, "if you
don't cause a scene- any MORE of one I mean- and follow my direction..."
"OH, you COULDN'T, my God, PLEASE don't ask me..."
She looked beyond him and saw that none of the men had moved. They were
all clearly waiting.
"As I was saying, if you do as I say..."
He grabbed her by the chin again and looked straight into her eyes.
"If you do as I tell you, it will only be me who spanks you."
"Oh..my....." she started to feel faint.
He shook her chin to bring her around.
"This is going to be a good first obedience test for you, I can tell."
"Please...please...don't..."
"If you DON'T do it as I tell you...
She looked up at him in horror.
"Then it won't just be me who spanks you. It will be our friends from
Ohio too..."
She clenched her eyes shut at the thought.
"...and I'll even have to let the skateboards have a turn."
"Oh, God, oh no...okay..."
"Do we have a deal."
"Y...yes...DON"T let them..."
"I won't."
She grabbed his arm.
"And NO PICTURES."
He looked down at her.
"I'm sorry. Pictures are all part of the deal."
"Oh, no..PLEASE no pictures...." her hands covered her face.
"Hey we already got enough to put out a special Kate magazine, what's
the difference?"
A hand went to her face in sheer disbelief.
"Besides, it's only a couple of pictures of your butt, no big deal."
She took a deep breath and tried to control herself.
"But don't worry. None of these guys will ever develop them, their all
from small towns. They just like to take ˇ®em."
"COME ONNNNN" a voice from the crowd. "We aint got all day here..."
Mike turned and looked back at them.
"Their getting agitated, Kate," he said turning back to face her. "The
longer we wait, the harder its going to be for me to keep ˇ®em away from
a turn."
She just sat there crying.
Mike stood up, and reached down and took her hands away from her face.
She resisted, but he pulled her upright. As soon as he let go, she
crossed her arms in front of her.
"Now you remember," he said as he put his arm around her and began
walking her to where the car was parked. "You just do as I say, and
we'll all get out of here in one piece."
She was scared.
She was petrified.
While most of the cars were parked normally, Mikes had pulled in
longways and sat over several spaces. The passenger side faced them. She
tried not to look as Mike walked her towards the front of the car. He
stopped just as they got to the front wheel and gently turned her around
so that her bottom made contact with the fender. He stepped back.
Once again she was facing her audience.
"Okay, Kate," Mike began. "Let's take the hands down and put them on
the edge of the fender.
She couldn't look up. Slowly she lowered her arms, and immediately as
her breasts bobbing into view she heard the clicking of cameras.
"Come on, look up."
She did, and saw what seemed like a mass of faces and cameras. She
noticed Jack and Ken both pointing video cameras at her.
Ken let the guys get their shots and instructed his two videographers
to walk around and get different angles.
"Okay, Kate. Now undo your jeans."
She whimpered, and had to blink away the tears as she looked down. For
the second time today, her wooden fingers popped the button free.
"Great, now pull down the zipper..."
It slid down smoothly, again exposing a white triangle of the top of
her panties.
She tried to pretend it was a dream.
"Okay, now scoot them down a bit."
It was all just a bad dream. Slowly, she grabbed the material at the
hips. She started to pull it down.
She stopped after a couple of inches and grabbed the top of her panties
with her delicate right hand to keep them from going as well. She used
her left hand to work them down, and got them beyond the panties to the
tops of her thighs.
"A little bit farther, Kate, about halfway down your thighs."
She had to fidget to do it, making her breasts wobble appealingly.
From her narrowest point, at about her naval, the lines began to flare
out moving down her hips, and made a lovely contrast to her concave
stomach. She was delightfully curvy.
The material of her panties looked effervescent in the bright sunlight,
they seemed to glow. All along the top couple of inches there as a
delicate lace pattern, which smoothed out into solid material below. The
ball of her mons was clearly visible.
"Okay, now turn around."
He arms came up across her chest. She slowly tried to turn around
without causing her jeans to go down any further.
She leaned the front of her thighs against the fenders.
Though her waist was quite narrow, and her back and arms thin and
delicate, her hips flared out into a surprisingly full, round bottom.
The cheeks were clearly defined and stood out. They looked full, firm
and solid. The line between them was visible through her panties.
"Oh my God, what an ass," she heard a male voice say.
"NOOO Shit," said another.
She tried not to listen.
"Okay, Kate, now lean forward on the hood."
She couldn't believe this was happening.
Still clutching her breasts, she leaned forward, then put her hand down
onto the hood. She lay her body down on the metal leaning her weight on
her forearms underneath her. She was glad it wasn't too hot. She could
smell the dust and dirt on the metal.
"You know," she heard Mike say. "Katie's panties are going to come down
now, and...well...I'm just wondering is this is not going to be too
intense for these young guys."
"NOOO Way man," called out an urgent young voice.
"Come ON, Dude, it's TOTALLY cool," said another.
"I don't know..."
"Sure, let ˇ®em watch," said a man.
"Yeah, hell they're old enough," said another.
"Yeah," chimed in still another, "and they'll never get a chance to see
anything this nice again."
Laughter.
"Well.......Okay," said Mike.
Humiliated, Kate, still lying on her forearms, buried her face in her
hands.
She just cried.
"Kate," it was Mike's voice, only now he had come around to the other
side of the car and was in front of her rather than behind.
She lifted her face up out of the cradle of her hands and looked at
him.
She saw his standing there with Jack, who had the video camera in his
hand.
Mike got down on a knee so that his face was level with hers. Jack did
likewise.
"Now, Kate," said Mike, "it's real important that you keep your head up
now."
She saw Jack smile at her as she realized why. He was going to shoot
her face as she got her spanking.
"Now," continued Mike before she could say anything. "Pull your arms
out and put them behind your back."
She looked pleadingly at him.
"Come on, come on.."
She leaned her body to one side and then the other and pulled her arms
out from underneath her. Her big breasts squashed against the hood of
the car.
She crossed her arms over the small of her back.
Jack pointed the camera at her.
"As they say," said Mike, "Keep your chin up."
He chuckled, and got up.
She stared at the lens for a moment, mesmerized.
She heard Mike open the truck of the car and fish around. Then she felt
the car move as he slammed it shut. He walked around Jack and stopped in
front of her, just to her right.
"Look up at me, Kate," he said.
She lifted her eyes and saw that he too now had a video camera.
She looked for a moment and then shut her eyes.
She could hear him slowly walking to her right, shooting video down the
length of her body.
"Okay, Kate," she heard him say, now finally back around behind her.
"Now let's ease those pretty panties down."
She choked on a sob. Her body felt tingles of shame.
She thought about what he'd said again, about letting other people
spank her, and fought the urge to resist.
She uncrossed her arms and slowly moved them down to her hips.
She slid her thumbs under the waistband, and slowly started to pull
down.
The top of the cleft between her cheeks came into view. Because of the
firmness of her bottom, it was shaped like a "Y."
The material slowly came down, exposing the moons of her luscious ass.
Like her breasts, the skin was slightly lighter in color, though there
were now discernable tan lines.
She stopped just at the very top of her thighs.
Someone let out a whistle, and there was laughter- not because it was
funny, but to release the tension.
She choked back a sob. She was lying on a car with her bottom bare.
"Hey, Kid," Mike said, "do you know how to work a video camera?"
"Yeah SURE." he said enthusiastically.
"Okay, you take over here."
Kate just lie there with her eyes closed in horror. She tried not to
think about Jack and the video camera just a couple feet away.
She felt Mike lean against the car. He back was to her, and he faced
the audience.
"Now put your arms back across your back," he said over his shoulder.
She pulled them back up and crossed them across her back.
"Don't move ˇ®em, or I may have to tie ˇ®em."
She lay perfectly still.
"Now, we need to adjust these..."
She flinched at his touch, but didn't move.
He reached over to both sides and took her panties in his fingers.
He eased them down further, down to the middle of her thighs.
"WHAT A FUCKING ASS," a male voice shouted.
"I'm going to have to jack off right here," said another.
There was laughter.
She felt Mike's hand on her right cheek.
He just rubbed it, like he was shining an apple. His fingers played
with the resilient flesh.
He moved to the other cheek and did the same.
"Okay...Ready, Kate?"
She sobbed.
"Y...ye...yes."
SLAP.
The first one made her cry out. It really stung.
SLAP.
Again, she cried out.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. A succession that made her body
twist around.
Mile reached over and pulled her right hip in, pulled her pelvis into
contact with his own, He held her tightly.
Again he began to rub her cheeks, rubbing some of the sting away.
"Relax," he said.
She realized her bottom was clenched.
He gave a light slap.
"RELAX."
She did.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP, he continued, spanking her all around her
bottom and the tops of her thighs.
Kate just cried openly at the pain. Tears streamed down her face.
Again he began to rub her cheeks, rubbing away some of the horrible
stinging.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP, again, he continued, spanking her
defenseless. naked bottom.
When he finally stopped, her bottom was on fire. It felt like it was
glowing.
He rubbed it for a while, and then he pulled her panties back up.
"Okay," he said finally, "you can pull your jeans up and get in the
car."
There was a loud round of applause.
Quickly, and despite the pain, she pushed her self up off of the hood
of the car and reached down and pulled her jeans up. She did up the
button and then came around to the back passenger side door and opened
it. She quickly slid in along the seat, wincing from the pain. She
pulled herself into a tight ball.
She watched as the guys stood chatting, and noticed money changing
hands. She wanted to be sick.
Mike opened the driver's side door and leaned in.
"That was great, Kate.," he said with a smile.
"How...how...could you?" she asked.
"AWW, it's no big thing," he said, "a little butt warming."
She just glared at him.
"Here," he said tossing her T-shirt to her. "You can put this back on."
She grabbed it and quickly pulled it on over her head. She felt relief
at being covered again.
Mike walked back to the group. Every once in a while they would all
look back at her, and her stomach would lurch. She saw all of the guys
give Mike what looked like business cards.
After a few moments they all broke up and went to their cars. Mike went
over and picked her bra up off of the ground and slung it over his
shoulder, and then he, Jack, Tom, and Ken all walked back to the car and
got in.
They watched the kids get back on their boards and skate away.
"I think those kids are going to be scared for life," said Jack
laughing.
They all laughed.
Except Kate.
They all turned to face her.
She shuddered.
"Okay, now," said Mike, "are we all clear on the ground rules for our
weekend together, Kate?"
She was totally humiliated. She knew she had no choice other than to
listen to Mike.
"Y..yes."
"Good," he said.
"Now, let's be sure. Let's be sure that you're going to be nice and
cooperative."
She closed her eyes. She felt her bottom burning against the seat.
"Now lift up that T-shirt and show us your pretty titties."
Slowly she grasped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it up, up over
her lean stomach until her big nude tits sprang into view.
"Higher, all the way up."
She pulled it all the way up to her shoulders leaving the beautiful
mounds totally exposed.
"Stick ˇ®em out."
She pushed her chest forward.
"Great. Now wobble ˇ®em around a little bit."
"Wh..what?"
"Come on, wiggle your shoulders back and forth and make ˇ®em dance a
little."
She started to sway her shoulders, making her huge jutting breasts
jiggle tantalizingly.
They all watched the obscene show.
"Okay, Ken," said Mike. "Start ˇ®er up. I'll tell you where we're going
next."
