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Cheerleader's Torment III (teens, orgy)
by James Dawson
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Chapter Three
As the car moved along the highway, thoughts swirled around in Kate's
head. She wondered how bad this test could get. How far she could go?
Had Caroline and the others done this? The more she thought about it,
the more sh
e thought they had. These tests were always embarrassing. Sitting in
front a bunch of guys in just a bra probably wouldn't bother the other
girls so much. But then the other girls didn't have breasts like Kate.
They didn'
t go through life having their chest stared at, and having guys make
rude comments.
Far from feeling more comfortable, as time passed, it became
worse. Behind the blindfold she had this horrible image of all four
guys just staring at her, staring at her breasts, the whole way.
An hour or so went by, and again the guys talked amongst
themselves. When ever it got quiet, Kate got nervous.
"Whoa," said Mike suddenly. "There's a gas station. We better get
some gas."
Oh, God, thought Kate. That meant being in a public place. In
just her bra.
"Can I please put my shirt back on?" she asked hopefully.
"Naw," said Mike, "it will help loosen you up."
She felt the car slow down and pull in over the curb.
It stopped.
"Ken," Mike said to the guy in the front seat , the one she
didn't know. "Fill 'er up will ya?"
She heard Mike's door open, and then Ken's on the passenger side.
Kate could hear people around her, and for the first time, even
though it had gotten wet and soggy from her tears, she was glad to be
blindfolded. She would have died if she had been able to see people
looking at her.
She heard the sound of the nozzle going into the gas tank.
Suddenly, she jumped as someone knocked on the window to her
left. She heard Jack roll it down, and as he did, the noise of the
outside filled the car. She stiffened. She could hear people talking in
hushed voices.
They were looking at her, talking about her, she just knew it.
She pushed her bottom back into the seat and hunched forward.
She felt sick.
Finally, she heard Mike and Ken get back in the car, and start it
up. She gave silent thanks as she felt the car move again. They pulled
back out into the road.
For a moment, no one said a word.
"Well, Kate," said Mike finally. His voice was now on the
passenger side. Ken, she realized must be driving.
"You were quite a hit at the ol' gas station." He chuckled.
A couple of the other guys chuckled as well.
"Now," he continued, "we've been kinda easy on you, cause your
kinda shy. But one of the things about the test is that sometimes the
girl has to make little sacrifices for the good of the group."
She felt her heart pound.
"Make a right up here," Mike told Ken."There, there on the
left...there they are... pull in here."
She felt the car pull in and slowly come to a stop. Her body
stiffened.
"Now." Ken continued, "here's the deal, no big thing."
She heard things being moved around again.
"Now these couple of guy, they're some kind of traveling sales
guys, saw you in the car, and were mighty taken with you."
"Please..." was all she could say.
"Don't get freaked out," he continued, "we're not selling you
into white slavery..."
The guys all laughed.
"They're real nice guys."
More giggling.
"They even offered us fifty bucks towards our camping trip."
It went quiet..
"Isn't that nice of them, Kate?"
She didn't respond.
"I said, Isn't that nice of them?"
Slowly, she nodded her head.
"I can't hear you Kate."
"Y..yes."
"Yes it sure is. Now, its only fair that we do something nice for
them as well, don't you agree?"
"W..what do you mean..."
More giggling.
"Well, these nice guys, would really like to watch you take your
bra off."
"NOOOO...Oh my God....." She crossed her arms over her body.
Laughter filled the car.
"LISTEN KATE," said Mike sternly. "Its no big thing, and
EVERYONE'S done it."
"No...you don't understand...I COULDN'T..."
"Look, you can keep your pants on, even button 'em up."]
"NOOO...please..."
He paused.
"You keep the blindfold on, so they won't even know who you are.
We've pulled into a very secluded little parking lot here. All you have
to do is just go over there behind that building, away from prying
eyes, well most
of ‘em anyway, and take your bra off, let 'em have a look, and off we
go."
The car filled with nervous tension.
"Please don't make me do this..."
"You HAVE to do it."
He paused.
"Come on."
"Please..."
"OR," said Mike, "if it would be easier, I can get Jack and Tom
to take it off for you."
"NOOOO..."
"Either way, its up to you."
She couldn't move. She started to cry again.
"Come on," Mike said, opening the car door.
She heard all of the doors open, and Mike came around to the door
on her right hand side."
"Now zip up your pants"
Resigned, she lifted her bottom off of the seat, re-zipped her
pants and re-did the button.
"Here, give me your hand."
"Please...not this..."
"Come ON!"
He reached in and grabbed her hand. The contact made her jump,
but she allowed herself to be slowly pulled across the seat.
"Here," said Mike, pulling her legs out from the car and setting
her bare feet on the concrete, "I'll make this easy, just hold my arm."
As she stepped out the car, and stood up, suddenly a loud whistle
rang out. It was followed by another, and the someone yelled,
"YYYYEEEEOOWWW..."
Her knees buckled, and she felt Mike lurch- and just as suddenly
the noise stopped. It was quiet.
Mike walked her across the lot. Her legs were so wobbly that she
had to hold on to his arm to make it.
"How about here, against this wall?" she heard Mike ask, but she
wasn't sure to who.
She couldn't hear any response.
She felt him put his hands on her shoulders. He backed her up
until her back was against a wall.
"Now, you just do exactly as I tell you, and everything is going
to be fine, understand."
"Please...DON'T do this..."
"Stop it Kate. It's not so bad. EVERYTHING I say, and it will be
over in a minute. Understand?"
He paused.
"Now don't embarrass me by making a big scene. I'd hate to have
to let these guys take your bra off for you..."
Her head fell forward.
She was totally defeated.
"O...Okay," she whispered.
"Good. Now it will be over in no time."
He released her, and she could hear him walk away. She pulled her
arms up to cover herself.
"Hey Ken," Mike said, "put a tape on will ya'."
With the back of her hand, Kate brushed a few tears away. She
heard music fill the air, and wondered if the volume would call
attention to them. It drowned out the distant sound of traffic. At
least, she wasn't standing
where cars could see her as they went by. She tried to imagine where
she was and who was watching.
"Now just relax a minute, Kate."
She could hear people moving around.
"You guys ready?"
She didn't hear any response.
"Okay, Kate," she heard Mike say, suddenly to her left. Her
blindfolded face moved in his direction.
"Now put your hands flat against the wall."
She could barely move.
"Come on Kate..."
Slowly she released her grip of her upper body and moved her
hands away from her breasts. She turned them over and spread her
fingers out against the rough surface of the wall. She turned her head
to one side in shame.
"Now let's take a couple of deep breaths to relax you."
She breathed in through her tight throat.
"All the way, Kate."
She filled her lungs making her chest stick out.
"Good," said Mike, now on the other side of her. "Do it a couple
of times to get relaxed."
She could hear him walking around her as she took deep breaths.
He was inspecting her like a piece of meat. Finally, he walked right up
to her. She shuddered. She felt so vulnerable in this position.
"You know, Kate," he said, "it's just not fair that these nice
gentlemen can't see your lovely face.
"NOOO, please, leave it on..."
He was standing right in front of her.
"These guys are all from Iowa or somewhere, we'll never see them
again."
He paused a moment.
"So, here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna take off the blindfold,
but you HAVE to keep you eyes closed, do you understand?"
"Please, can't we just.."
"No, we can't," he said. "Now here's the deal. You CANNOT open
your eyes, do you understand? And if you DO..."
He paused.
"...if you do, then as punishment, you are going to have to take
your jeans down, and your panties and take a spanking on your bare
bottom, right here over the hood of my car."
She gasped. She was too stunned to say anything. She would rather
be shot standing here against this wall.
"And I really mean it, Kate. Right here in front of our two
friends from Ohio."
Things had gotten so far out of control that it had become like
some horrible dream.
"I..I.. won't look" was all she could say.
"No I bet you won't." He laughed.
"Okay, now he I go. Close your eyes..."
She bit down on her lower lip and clinched her eyes shut. As he
lifted the blindfold from her face, she felt cool air rush in. Her face
was still wet from crying.
Mike carefully lifted the elastic strap off over her head. Very
gently, he rearranged her hair, pulling it backward so that it fell
back behind her.
"We don't want to cheat our new friends," he said. She heard him
step back.
"Now remember, Kate..."
She leaned against the wall for support. She was NOT going to
give them any reason to think she'd opened her eyes.
She heard him walk away again.
"Now, we want you to pose for us a little bit, Kate," said Mike.
"I...I...Can't..."
"Sure you can. Lean forward and put your hands on your thighs
just above your knees.
She leaned forward.
"Keep your knees together."
She did, and realized the effect this pose had. Her two
straightened arms crushed her big breasts together between them, making
the mounds bulge obscenely over the tops of her bra-cups..
"That's nice, Kate. See, its not so hard."
It was. She was so humiliated.
"Come on, give us a nice smile."
A smile? How could she. She tried.
"A REAL smile Kate, don't make me come over there and tickle
you."
She forced her best smile.
"There, that's nice.
She could hear people moving around her, and was almost tempted
to open her eyes. She didn't, of course.
"Okay, now stand up nice and straight."
She did.
"Clasp your hands together behind your neck."
This was so horrible. Did he have to shame her like this?
Displaying herself like this in a parking lot in front of strangers she
couldn't even see. Her head spun.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of skateboards
against the pavement. She somehow managed to keep her eyes closed, but
quickly wrapped her arms around herself.
"WHOAAA, dude..." a young male voice.
Kids, at least two.
The skateboards suddenly stopped. She turned around and faced the
wall.
"Go on, take a hike" she heard Mike say.
"Go on get out of here..."
She heard some movement, but didn't hear the skateboards rolling
away.
"Okay, it was just a couple of kids," he said." They're gone
now."
She didn't believe him. The thought of what was happening was
horrific enough without the added shame of having a couple of mall rat
type kids watch her shame as well. She didn't move.
"Come on Kate, we don't have all day here."
"Make them go..." she said.
"I SAID they were gone, Kate." She could hear a smile in his
voice, like he was holding back a laugh..
"You can always LOOK if you want to, but you know what will
happen..."
She didn't move.
"Let's GO Kate, or I'll send Ken to find them and bring them
back."
She clinched her eyes shut and slowly turned around.
"Atta girl."
She just knew they were still there, standing watching her.
"Now let's go back to where we were before we were so RUDELY
interrupted."
She heard snickering.
Yes, she KNEW they were still there- watching. Watching her
standing in just her bra being forced into obscene poses.
"Now stand up straight and clasp your hands behind your neck."
She listened to the music and tried to lose herself in
it. Slowly, she raised her arms up, feeling her bra lift with her
body. She brought her hands behind her neck and laced the fingers
together.
"Great, great. Now pull your elbows back"
Slowly, she did. It made her bra pull so taught that it became
like a second skin. Her breasts rose up on her chest and stuck out. She
heard someone suck in their breath. She tried not to think about it.
"Give us a smile, Kate, come on..."
She tried again, and remembering his threat about the tickling,
tried hard.
"Great, now turn a little to your left."
She started to turn...
"In fact keep that beautiful smile, and keep those elbows pulled
back nice and tight, and slowly turn right the way around for us, all
the way around.."
She felt like meat on a hook. Trying to hold the smile and
trying to keep from crying, she slowly turned herself around in a
circle, giving the audience a lusty view of her outstretched body from
all angles.
"Great," said Mike as she turned around to face them again.
"Okay, now let your arms down again."
She released her hands from behind her neck and lowered them,
resisting the temptation to cover herself as they went down.
"Now," Mike continued, "reach up and ease the straps down off of
your shoulders."
"Please..." she said. She just couldn't say anything else. She
choked back a sob.
"Come on, Kate."
Slowly, with her eyes closed, she reached up and felt her way
along. She slid the tips of her fingers underneath the white shoulder
strap on her left shoulder.
"That's right.."
She lifted it away from her skin, and pulled it up over her
shoulder.
"All the way down, Kate."
She pulled it down until it just hung loose against her arm,
peeling back the top inch of so of her bra-cup..
"Now the other one."
Slowly, she did the same on the other side, leaving both straps
dangling.
The effect was breathtaking. With her long dark hair pulled
behind her, her long beautiful neck was open going right down her slim
shoulders. Now all of the creamy tanned skin, from her shoulders,
across her chest was ex
posed. Her big breasts just sat in the cups of her bra like scoops of
ice cream, and the top half of the luscious mounds, though still in the
bra, lay open to the gaze of the audience.
"Okay, now go back to the first pose, with your hands on your
knees."
She leaned forward and did as she was told. Skill keeping her
eyes shut, she could just imagine the sight.
"Pull your arms in nice and tight."
As she leaned forward, she felt the shoulder straps fall
farther down, down to her forearms. The tops of the bra-cups fell back
slightly as well. The effect, as she pulled her arms together was like
squashing two balloons. The bra barely contained her.
"Come on, now, another big smile, Kate..."
God, WHY did he HAVE to keep tormenting her. Didn't he realize
how horrible this was? She forced another smile.
"Great," Mike said. "Now pucker up like Marilyn Monroe, give
a big kiss."
She formed her mouth into a big "O" like a kiss.
"MMMMMMMmmmmmm-Wah" Mike imitated the sound of a big kiss.
"Now stand up nice and straight again."
She did.
"Reach your hands up as high as you can."
This, all of a sudden, was just too much. She just burst out into
tears and put her hands up to cover her face, inadvertently mashing her
breasts together as she did so. She squatted down on her haunches and
started to s
ob.
"Awe, come on, Kate," said Mike. He walked up to her and squatted
down in front of her.
"Why you makin' such a big deal about this? None of the other
girls..."
"You don't UNDERSTAND," she said through her sobs. "You don't
understand how TERRIBLE this is for me..."
"Well we're almost done," he replied. He reached out and stroked
her hair.
"Please hasn't his been ENOUGH?"
"LOOK, GODDAMN IT," he said suddenly. "You either pull yourself
together here, or I have half a mind to find a skateboard park and make
you strip NAKED in front of a bunch of snot-nosed twerps."
Kate was stunned. She stopped crying instantly, maybe due to
shock.
"Now Caroline had to do this in a bar, a bar full of men. Your
getting off easy."
Oh God, no wonder she never said anything about the test. How
could she...
"Now STAND UP and let's finish what we promised, here."
Kate, careful to keep her eyes shut, took a deep breath. She felt
Mike take her hands and pull her back up. As soon as he let go she
lifted her bra-cups back up and her hands went right back across her
chest.
"Okay?"
He would probably do it.
"O...okay..."
She heard him walk back to wherever he was standing before.
As she stood there, she fought the temptation to open her eyes.
She wondered who was watching her. It was better then in a BAR, though.
"Okay, now turn your back to us."
She turned herself around, suddenly feeling that her bottom was
much too big.
"Pull your hair out of the way- pull it in front of you."
She reached back with her left hand and ran her fingers
underneath through her hair, pulling it forward so that it hung down in
front of her, exposing her entire back..
"...and reach back and undo your bra."
She took a deep breath, and slowly she reached behind her and
grasped the two ends of the back strap where the clasps were, and
pulled both sides of her bra towards each other to release the tension.
She freed the four s
mall eyelets.
She had to do it a couple of times before they all came free.
Slowly she pulled the two sides apart. She reached around with
her left arm and held the bra to her in the front. The two brastraps
dangled uselessly.
This revealed a beautiful, slim and unblemished back. It was an
exquisite shape, long perfect symmetry, and just a slight hint of ribs
showing. From her shoulders, the lines narrowed gradually until you
came to her waist, where they flared out again before disappearing into
the tops of her jeans. From this angle, one would never imagine the
enormous breasts hiding on the other side.
"Look back at us over your shoulder."
She turned her head back, and, unknowingly, with her eyes
closed, portrayed a sensuousness she certainly did not feel
"Okay, Kate, now turn around and face us."
Slowly she turned around clutching the material to her breast.
She could hear footsteps.
"Wait a sec.." it was Mike.
He moved around behind her and gently pulled her hair back away
from her front so that it all hung down behind her again, giving an
unobstructed view.
"We don't want to cheat our friends."
She heard him walk away again.
"Now turn a little sideways and lean your face up into the sun."
Clutching the material, she did what he asked, assuming several
poses, unaware of how sensuous they looked.
"Okay, now the moment of truth."
She felt tears coming
"Turn and face us."
She rotated slightly, clutching the material. The way she held it
pushed her breasts up.
"Okay, Kate. Now slowly pull it down."
A big tear rolled down her cheek.
She slowly lowered her bra.
Inch by inch, more creamy tan skin came into view.
"That's right, all the way off..."
She stopped just as the areolas were coming into view. She let
out a little sob.
"Come on Kate."
Slowly the material came down.
First the tops, and then the actual protruding nipples themselves
came into view. They stuck out, aroused by the shame. She let out
another little sob.
"Just drop it Kate."
Slowly, she released the grip her fingers had on the material and
let the bra drop to the ground. She instantly crossed her arms over
herself.
"Nah, Ah Ahhh..." said Mike.
"Put your arms down at your sides."
She couldn't believe it. Here she was being forced to bear her
breasts for strangers she could not even see. Resigned, she let her
arms drop and hang limply at her sides.
No one present had ever seen a sight like this in their lives. It
was like something out of a magazine or a film. Usually boobs the size
of Kate's hung down once released from their support. Kate's did not.
They glorious
ly stood out on their own, almost perfectly round, protruding ever so
slightly towards the nipples.
Her areolas were large, but not too. They were darker than her
skin, and as a result of her heightened embarrassment, had contracted
them, creating little goose bumps. Likewise, the nipples themselves
stood out.
No one said anything. She just stood there, fighting the reflex
to cover herself.
Mike cleared his throat.
"Ah, Okay, Kate, just a couple of poses."
She bit her lip. Please, please, let this end, she asked
silently.
"Lean forward and grab your knees again."
For the third time, she struck the pose, only this time her
breasts were bare.
"Big smile, Kate..."
She forced another one.
"Now, lets go back to the hands behind the neck."
She tried to just drift off into the music as she reached up
behind her head and put her hands behind her neck. She could feel the
air and the lusty gaze of the men on her huge, nude tits as they rose
up with her arms.
"Big smile, Kate."
She forced another smile.
"Now, turn around again, all the way. Give us the full view."
She slowly rotated her body around, giving her unseen audience a
spectacular visual tour of her perfect body. She came around full
circle, still with her hands clasped behind her.
"Great, just great...now don't move..."
She could hear footsteps coming toward her. She turned her face
and buried it into the upper part of her raised right arm, trying to
hide.
"See," said Mike softly, "that wasn't so bad."
She started to release her hands.
"Wait," he said. "One last thing."
She could feel him staring down at her breasts.
"Put your hands back."
She did.
"That's great. Now pull your elbows back again."
She stretched them out again.
"Now since you've been such a pain about this.."
Her breathing sped up, causing her chest to move up and down.
"Well, these guys, well, they're wondering about...well... about
whether your tits are real..."
"Oh, GOD, oh god, no....."
"Well since it took you so long here, well it seems only fair
that we let ‘em see for themselves."
"Please...I did what you said..."
"It's no big deal. All they're going to do is come up and they're
just gonna touch ‘em a little bit to see if they're real."
"Please, PLEASE, I did what you said...
"Now you CAN'T move. You gotta stay in EXACTLY this position."
"Please don't let them touch me...."
"They ain't gonna rape you or nothing. They're just gonna feel
them a little bit."
Standing there, with her hands behind her neck and her elbows
pulled back, with her big breasts sticking out, nude, like guns on a
battleship was more shame than she could have imagined in her worst
nightmare.
And now she had to let someone touch her.