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HS All-Star Cheerleading Dungeon (mc, teen, bdsm)
by Richard Bissell (r_bissell41@my-deja.com)
Date: 02 September 1999
Adults only, no prudes. If you don't like sex stories containing teenagers
engaging in weird perversions, or you can't separate truth from fiction, get
lost. The author does not advocate or condone anything that goes on in this
story.
This story is mine. You can repost it or archive it only if 1) you don't
change it, 2) my name and this disclaimer remain attached, and 3) you
aren't making money off it. That includes posting it on some slimeball
banner farm web site. Yes, that means you!
This story is kind of silly. Don't take it too seriously, eh? I never
wrote a part 2 because I got nofeedback on this.
Codes: Mf, Mff, ff, teen, nc, mc, bdsm, piercing, shaving,
preg
The High School All-Star Cheerleading Dungeon
(C)opyright 1999 by
Richard Bissell
The girl paused at the entrance to my office. Though hereyes were
down as they should have been, I could still see a jealous glintin
them. She spared an icy glance at the girl in my lap before looking
back to the floor.
"What is it, Kaitlyn?"
"Master, the new girls have arrived."
"Keep them in the receiving area until I'm done here. I'll be
right down."
"Yes, Master. Is there anything you need, Master?"
Again I saw her look to Michelle, who was eagerly sucking on my
engorged erection.
"All right. Come here, Kaitlyn. You can help her."
"Thank you, Master."
Smiling excitedly, she scurried over to us and knelt down next to
Michelle.I put Kaitlyn's hand on my balls, and she began playing with
me gently as Michelle sucked away.
Michelle and Kaitlyn were both about fourteen, junior high school
cheerleaders I had snatched a few months back. Kaitlyn had long brown
hair but her pubic hair had been waxed off. Michelle was blonde; the
hair on her head hung in soft waves around her shoulders, and the hair
between her legs was short and neatly trimmed.
Both of them were slim and athletic, about five-four, with perky cone-shaped
breasts. They had been here a while, so the piercings in their nipples,
clits, and navels were largely healed.
Michelle was an expert, the best cocksucker I had. She continued
bobbing and sucking on me, working my thick cock in and out of her
throat. She hummed softly as she went, constantly massaging the underside
with her tongue and keeping her lips as tight around me as she could get
them. Kaitlyn gently stroked and pulled on my balls, teasing them with her
long nails.
I closed my eyes and lay back in my chair, concentrating on the
wonderful sucking and pulling sensations Michelle was giving me. She
sensed from my breathing that I was getting close, so she drew back, working
on just the end with her hot little mouth, bobbing as fast as she could go.
Kaitlyn took her free hand and used it to jack the rest of my cock, still
playing with my balls with the other.
I groaned, my hand in Michelle's hair going to a fist, and waves of
orgasm washed over me. I held it back as long as I could, then finally
squirted long gooey shots of cum into Michelle's mouth. She held on,
sucking it up as Kaitlyn pumped it out with her fist. When they had it
all, Michelle leaned back, still holding my sperm in her mouth.
When I caught my breath, I patted both of them on the head.
"Give Kaitlyn her share, honey."
The two girls came together in a soft kiss, and Michelle spat some of
my cum into Kaitlyn's mouth. They worked it around with their tongues
as some of it dribbled down Kaitlyn's chin. They kept kissing and
licking each other, giggling, until it was all gone.
"Thank you, Master," they both said.
I stood, and both girls rose to their feet behind me. I zipped up my
pants and walked out of my office. The hallway outside was
antiseptically clean, white tones dominating everything. On either
side were the rooms of my girls. Each had a large, plush bed and the
few personal items I allowed them. Kaitlyn and Michelle lived up here,
along with several others.
The two girls followed me into the elevator, and we descended to the
dungeon. When the door opened, I found Ashley waiting for me. She was
fifteen, about five-seven, with green eyes and long red hair. Another
cheerleader, this one from the high school down the street. Like the
others, she was firm and athletic, though her breasts were quite large,
the threshold of a D-cup. Thanks to her youth, they stood out proudly,
not yet begun to sag. I reached out and played with them briefly,
tweaking her left nipple. Ashley waited patiently until I was done.
"The girls are here, Master."
"Thank you, Ashley. Let's see them."
I followed her down the dungeon corridor, passing the training cells we
would soon be putting to use. At the far end was the door to the
garage. Next to that was the holding cell.
In the cell, I found my two "retrievers," the only girls I allowed out
of the dungeon. They had been my first two and now worked to help me
find more. Their names were Melinda and Meredith; they were seventeen
and identical twins: each was just over five-nine, deep blue eyes, long
straight blonde hair, and faces like the teen models they had once
been. Their bodies were long and curvy, breasts firm C-cups with puffy
nipples. They dressed-of course-when out of the dungeon, but were now
stripped back down to their slave collars and piercings.
I regarded the three girls they had found. One blonde, one brunette,
one redhead, all dressed in workout gear and still groggy from the
drugs Melinda and Meredith had given them. Each wore a tight leather
blindfold, a thick pear gag, and was bound in tight restraints against
the cell wall.
I knew from having done my research who they were: the three prettiest
girls on the J.V. cheerleading squad at a local Catholic high school.
Thanks to hacking into several medical databases, I knew they were all
clean, drug-free, and virgin. More research at their school told me
that they were all good, quiet, respectful students, just the sort who
were most receptive to my training. Their names were Faith, Jessica,
and Carolyn. They were, like all my other girls, smooth-bodied and in
excellent physical condition.
"How did it go?"
"Fine, Master," Meredith said. "Once we told them we were models and
looking for new girls for our agency, they
went right along. We took
them to a juice stand and drugged them there."
"Okay. Let's get started."
I stepped into the cell and took my seat in the corner. Melinda,
Meredith, Ashley, Michelle and Kaitlyn all lined up for inspection.
I felt between each pair of legs, finding them all heated and
aroused, fairly dripping vaginal fluids.
"Very good. You may begin."
Ashley went first, using a sharp knife to remove the clothes from each
of the new girls. As she was rendered naked in turn, each girl moaned
in confusion, still groggy and disoriented. Michelle and Kaitlyn
followed behind Ashley. Kaitlyn used a pair of clippers to trim Faith
and Carolyn's pubic hair down to regulation length. Michelle followed
with a bikini wax, spreading the adhesive goop over their bikini lines,
pressing the fabric strips over them, then ripping them off. The
sudden pain made Faith cry out, and she mumbled something I was unable
to comprehend.
Jessica, being a brunette, was destined to be bald. Michelle spread
the adhesive thickly over her entire pubic mound, then pressed one long
strip of fabric over her. With a sharp jerk, she ripped out every one
of Jessica's pubes at once.
Jessica shrieked with the pain, thrashing in her restraints. She
gasped for breath, trying to pull herself free.
"What . . . what . . ." she mumbled.
Melinda and Meredith went last. Meredith began by disinfecting each
girl's nipples, navel, and clitoris. Melinda followed with a ring gun,
piercing each girl with gold rings and ignoring the shrieks of pain she
generated.
At last each girl had been prepped and made ready for the next phase.
Ashley appeared with three syringes, and Meredith disinfected each
girl's arm as she had done with their other body parts. One by one,
Meredith injected them with my serum.
The pain and confusion we had created rapidly evaporated. Michelle and
Kaitlyn booted up the computer in the corner of the cell and attached
three training headsets to the interface module beside it. As Michelle
pulled off the leather blindfolds each girl wore, Kaitlyn placed the
headsets over their eyes. Once all the gear was in place, Michelle
began the training program. Then all five girls looked at me
expectantly.
"Michelle, Ashley, and Kaitlyn, you three can work on them
while they're going through."
The three of them nodded and turned toward the new girls. Each knelt
in front of one and began licking a pussy. Melinda and Meredith came
over and knelt beside me.
The combination of serum and program was one I had perfected through
years of research as a behavioral psychiatrist. The serum weakened
their minds, making them more receptive to the program, which attacked
their inhibitions and will while enhancing their natural desires. It
would, through several days of gradual treatment, turn each girl into a
submissive bisexual slut, consumed with the desire to serve me and
submit to my every sexual desire. The cunnilingus was completely
unnecessary; it simply amused me to have my girls service the
new ones while they underwent the treatment, especially since I had
a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead to match them.
I reached out and played gently with Melinda's hair. She looked up at
me, smiling, her face filled with worshipful desire.
"Master?"
"Yes?"
"Is it time yet?"
Her sister looked over at me.
"Please, Master."
"All right. Yes, it's time. We can go upstairs while the program is
running."
Both of them beamed and jumped to their feet. I spared a last glance
toward the new girls, watching them moan and squirm in their
restraints. Faith seemed to be unconsciously rolling her hips, working
with Michelle's eager tongue.
I went back upstairs, Melinda and Meredith following behind me, and
returned to the bedroom behind my office. The room was spare and
Spartan, with white walls, floor, and ceiling. An enormous bed, big
enough for five or six people (I knew that from experience) sat in the
middle.
The girls quickly removed my clothes and stepped back, awaiting
instructions. They knew how much I enjoyed having them together, so
they would engage in the most perverted acts of lesbian incest
imaginable as long as it meant having sex with me.
"You're both ready for this?"
"Yes, Master," they both said.
"Today should be the best day," Meredith said. "We've been doing the
tests."
"We're ready," Melinda said.
I lay in the middle of the bed and motioned them forward. They crawled
up to my cock and began licking and sucking over it, one taking the
head, the other taking the base, then switching off. I held each of
their heads as they worked, brushing their long blonde locks around
until I could see what they were doing.
In a minute or two, they had me erect, but they would continue sucking
on me until I told them otherwise, even if I came and thus deprived
them of an immediate fuck. But I wanted that as much as they did, so I
stopped them.
"Nothing fancy today. Just warm each other up, then we can fuck."
Giggling, they came together, kissing deeply and fondling each other's
breasts. I had had them almost a year now, and it still turned me on
to see these two identical twins fucking each other. Melinda rolled on
her back, and Meredith commenced licking and sucking her way down,
stopping at Melinda's firm tits. She attacked Melinda's nipples,
sucking and biting on them, pulling on her nipples rings, until she had
them red and stiff. While she worked, she kept one hand between
Melinda's legs, expertly tweaking and twisting her clit. Melinda
finally pushed her sister down between her thighs, and Meredith began
licking her eagerly.
I suddenly felt a bit mischievous, so I got Melinda's attention.
"Don't let her get you off. Don't come until I'm fucking you."
She moaned in frustration, gripping Meredith's head in her hands.
"Meredith."
She looked up, but didn't stop licking.
"Get her off. Do the best you can."
Understanding now what I was doing, Meredith doubled her attack. Her
sister whimpered, knowing better than to push Meredith away but doing
what she could to fight her climax. Meredith was licking her sister
furiously now, fucking her with two fingers while she attacked her
clit. They knew each other very well and knew exactly what the other
liked. Melinda was at a real disadvantage and could do nothing but
moan and thrash on the bed, trying to fight her arousal.
Meredith was into a zone now, finger-fucking her sister and licking her
clit in a steady rhythm. Melinda arched her back, grabbing at her hair
and whimpering.
"Master, please," she moaned.
I let her suffer for another few seconds, then relented.
"That's enough, Meredith."
Melinda gasped as her sister leaned back with a big grin on her face.
Meredith moved out of the way as I climbed onto Melinda. She pulled me
into her, and she was so wet I was buried inside her in an instant.
Three or four powerful thrusts were all it took to get her off. She
spiked up off the bed, shrieking as she came, and her nails dug into my
butt. I was well in control of my arousal, and I rode rapidly between
her thighs, watching her orgasmic hysterics with bemusement. She came
again, then a third time, thrashing around under me.
I backed off from my attack, letting her come down. As wet as she was,
she was still very tight, even without the strong vaginal massage she
now began to give me. She pumped her hips up and down, squeezing and
releasing me, trying to open herself ever wider with each thrust.
I bent down to kiss her now, and she threw her arms around me, moaning
through her nose. Her tongue shot around my mouth, and she sucked on
my lips as I kissed her. When I let her up for air, she gasped, faced
filled with anguished need.
"I love you, Master. Come in me. Please come in me. Give me your
baby."
I groaned, moving faster. When the two of them were pregnant, things
were likely to change around here, but they had begged and pleaded me
for it for weeks. I finally told them I would do it if they were able
to retrieve a set of new girls as they had today.
Melinda continued writhing under me, urging me forward, begging for
my sperm. I rose closer and closer, and as she sensed my approaching
orgasm, she began closing in on her own, the mere thought of potential
impregnation enough to get her off. I drove myself into her tight
teenaged pussy again and again, feeling my balls being to boil with
jizz. With a loud groan, I stabbed myself into her, squirting my
potent seed deeply inside her. When she felt my sperm flowing into
her, she shrieked in fulfillment, spasming wildly around me.
I gasped and fell onto her firm tits. She hugged me tightly,
whimpering.
"I can feel it, Master. I can feel it. I'm going to be pregnant."
I remained inside her, keeping her plugged tightly until the sperm was
on its way. I rolled off, and Melinda kept her hips up, holding
herself closed. Meredith handed her a pillow, and she shoved it under
her butt.
"Now me, Master," Meredith said, "please fuck me."
I lay back and Meredith bent her head to my cock. She sucked her
sister's juices and the remnants of my sperm off of me, refusing to let
me erection subside. She dug a finger into my ass and began massaging
my prostate, causing my cock to leap forward. In a minute or two, she
had produced another hard-on. I pulled her above me, and she impaled
herself on my cock.
I let her ride me rapidly, squeezing and massaging my cock. I played
with her hard tits, pulling her nipples to my mouth to suck on her.
I held her tight butt in my hands and fucked up at her as she rode me.
All of a sudden, I gripped her body in my arms and flipped us over so
she was on her back. She shrieked with delight and wrapped herself
around me. I hammered myself into her, and in a few moments, she was
coming hard, limbs flailing wildly. I could feel my balls, still heavy
with sperm, slapping against her ass. She reached between us and
grabbed them, squeezing hard.
"Come, Master! Come in me! Please come in me!"
She came again, shrieking in orgasm, as I battered her pussy with
jackhammer thrusts. My sperm began to rise again, and Meredith opened
herself to me. Finally, as she convulsed in the throes of yet another
orgasm, I planted a load of baby juice in her womb. She moaned,
milking me with her muscles, until every drop was inside her. When I
rolled to the side, she propped herself up like her sister.
"We have to stay like this for half an hour," Melinda said.
"I'm pregnant already," Meredith moaned. "I know it."
I kissed them both and went back downstairs.
Shrieks of orgasm greeted me when the elevator doors opened to the
dungeon. I walked down between the row of cells, seeing my three girls
still working on the new ones. Faith was the one who was coming, it
appeared, but the other three had not gone unfulfilled from the looks
of things. All three new girls were still in their restraints and
still in the program, but the flush of orgasm and the sheen of sweat
covered their bodies.
I took my seat and waited until Faith was done.
"That's enough, girls. Let them rest now."
Ashley, Kaitlyn, and Michelle leaned back and rose to their feet, all
stretching and massaging their jaws from exertion. The three new girls
sagged in their restraints, gasping for breath. Michelle shut off the
program and Ashley and Kaitlyn pulled off their headsets.
Three heads lolled dizzily around, eyes unfocused. My girls knelt
quietly at my side and waited.
"Welcome," I said. I knew they were programmed to fixate on and
remember whatever they heard when they came out. "I am your new
Master. You are here to serve me. Whoever you were and whatever you
did before now is irrelevant. You exist to serve my desires and
perform according to my wishes. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master," they all said at once. I could see looks of surprise
and confusion at this reaction. Their training had only begun, and
this initial effect would wear off unless it was fixed.
I turned to my girls.
"All right. Put them away for the night."
The three of them rose. Each took the girl they had been pleasuring
down from her restraints. The new girls sagged, unable to stand
easily, and my girls led them out of the holding cell and into their
separate cells down the hall. I watched as each girl lay down and fell
immediately to sleep from exhaustion. They would sleep for ten or
twelve hours, their minds filled with dreams of serving me and
submitting to my desires. Tomorrow, we would begin again.
Upstairs, Kaitlyn and Michelle retired dutifully to their rooms, but
Ashley lingered in the hallway.
"Master?"
"Yes, Ashley?"
"Would you fuck me? It's been so long. Almost
three days."
I had serviced the other four that day, but I knew I had enough
left for Ashley. This was a treatment I had performed on myself long ago-
there was no sense in collecting sex slaves if I was too exhausted to
pay attention them.
"Yes, Ashley. Come to bed. You can spend the night with me if you
want."
Her eyes lit up in excitement. Fucking was one thing, but an entire
night was a rare treat. I tended to sleep by myself, since I usually
needed the rest. But I was feeling magnanimous after the day I had
had.
Meredith and Melinda had returned to their room (they slept together in
the same bed) to nurture their incipient pregnancies, cleaning up
before they left. Ashley went immediately to bed and waited for me as
I undressed.
"Master?"
"Yes?"
"Are Meredith and Melinda pregnant now?"
"I think so."
"What will happen if they are?"
"You're going to be in charge once they're a few months along. They're
going to stay here and take care of themselves. They'll train you in
how to retrieve girls."
She beamed.
"Thank you, Master. I love you."
"I love you, too, Ashley."
"Will you make me pregnant someday?"
"Yes."
"Cool. I want to have your baby just like Meredith and Melinda."
"All in good time."
I returned to bed, taking her smooth little body in my arms. She put
her arms around my neck and pressed her big breasts against my chest.
I rolled over, pulling her tits to my mouth. She hung herself above
me, letting me nurse her for a long time as her long red hair fell down
around my face. After a few minutes of sucking her pierced nipples, I
slipped a finger between her legs, masturbating her gently. She
began to whimper under my ministrations, and I felt hot fluids flowing out
of her. I tweaked her hard little clit, twisting it back and forth until
she shuddered in orgasm and collapsed on top of me.
She had landed on my erection, and she began rubbing herself against
me, splitting her labia apart and working her clit the head of my cock.
I pulled her up a little and slipped inside her. She fell to the side
and I rolled on top of her, burying myself deeply into her.
Being tired, and knowing she was programmed to come repeatedly no
matter what I did, I simply rode in and out of her tight fifteen-year-
old pussy, working my own orgasm. She thrashed around under me,
squeezing me with her cunt. All my girls were trained in that
technique, though Meredith and Melinda were the most experienced at it.
Ashley was a close second, though. She came again, whimpering in sweet
agony, begging for my sperm. Five minutes of rapid thrusting finally
brought it forth. I buried myself into her, planting my cum as deeply
as I could get it. I decided then that I should get Ashley pregnant
too. Kaitlyn and Michelle were experienced enough now to fetch girls
for me, and with the three new ones, I would be plenty busy enough not
to miss the three pregnant ones.
First thing tomorrow, I would take care of it.