Nathan Silvers

Cheerleader in bondage

CHAPTER ONE

"If you win the game Saturday, you can see my tits," Shauna Turin said, sidling up to her boyfriend, Pierre, and tickling his neck.

He looked at her, his strong, good-looking face angry and confused. He ran his fingers through his fair hair, his chest heaving.

"Shit, Shauna," he said suddenly, "will you cut the crap?"

He turned away.

"What do you mean, honey?"

He turned on her in a fury. "Do you know what Leonard and Dennis and Jock get?" he snarled.

"What?" Shauna asked sulkily, looking down at the floor and pouting.

"They get a full-scale blow-job!"

"Oh, yuck!" Shauna said nastily, petting her lovely, natural blonde hair around her face. "That's nasty, perverted – horrible!"

She pouted at Pierre and slid her fingers around her nipples as they pushed against the front of the tight cheerleader blouse.

"Well you'll have to mike up your mind, won't you?" she said. "A blow-job from one of them or a look at my tits."

She swayed her ass and watched him.

"Shit, Shauna!" Pierre gasped, his eyes running up and down her wonderful figure. "Come on, you gotta give out! I'm serious, I ain't gonna fuck any other girl if I can get you!"

He made a grab for her, but Shauna twisted away.

"You know the rules – only when we're married!" she giggled. She pouted her mouth into a kiss. "You know I'm worth it."

She was furious with Pierre for even mentioning anything as disgusting as oral sex. He'd pay for that. Even if they won the game, he'd just get a glimpse of her tits – and then with her bra still on. He was always trying to fuck her. Shauna wasn't like that, but he wouldn't believe it. She was a pure girl, waiting for marriage. In fact, the only thing Shauna didn't like about the thought of marriage was sex. You had to do it with your husband, but only when you couldn't avoid it. Shauna shivered, thinking about letting a man stick his cock into her soft cunt. But she'd have to go through it. She was so beautiful, so she was bound to get married.

She shrugged as she peeled off her cheerleader costume and got into the shower. She couldn't imagine why the other girls on the cheerleading squad liked sex so much. Even though she was the leader, it made her an outsider when they all giggled and talked about getting the boys' cocks all hard and making them shoot. They told Shauna she was a tease and horrible, but Shauna ignored them.

Not that most of the girls mattered anyway. The heart of the squad were the front four, as everybody called them. There was Shauna, Betty, Jill and Peggy. Shauna and Jill were blondes, but everybody knew Jill dyed her hair. She even let the roots grow out sometimes, saying it made her look like more of a slut. She could imagine Jill sucking her boyfriend, Dennis' cock.

Peggy was the softest one of them. Her boyfriend was Jock, the best wide receiver on the team. Peggy did everything Jock told her to do and seemed to enjoy it. Shauna could never imagine doing whatever a man wanted.

Betty was Shauna's biggest challenge to the leadership of the squad and Shauna hated her for that. Betty was a slinky, sexy little brunette who piled her hair up, letting strands of it escape in a fashion that aroused all the boys on the team. She was currently dating Leonard, the team's top running back and that kept the rumors about her down. Perhaps the fact that Peggy was Leonard's young sister explained why she was so submissive to Jock. Leonard was not a boy to cross.

But in the end, Shauna was the best and she knew it. She studied her figure in the deserted shower room. Under her long, straight blonde hair, her face, with brilliant blue eyes, wide mouth with bright, full red lips, straight nose and strong chin, was the asset that the boys saw.

Her body was lithe and lean, small, high tits hanging perfectly on her chest. Her pussy mound seemed almost hairless under the soft blonde fuzz that covered it. Below that came her famous legs.

She showed the boys her legs a lot, flicking up her little cheerleading skirt as she urged the team on. Her legs were long and lean, the curves tight. In the secrecy of her room, Shauna often put on exotic lingerie and stockings with high heels, and she knew how good she looked in them. But even in her cheerleading sneakers and white socks, she looked good enough to turn most heads. Even one of the boys' fathers had propositioned her. Shauna remembered that with a giggle as she dressed.

On Saturday the team played at their best. Pierre threw two touchdown passes and ran another one in. The cheerleader squad urged them on and danced, flashing their bodies and cheering like crazy.

After the game, the front four got together by the stands.

"Where to, guys?" Pierre asked. He seemed a little nervous.

"Great game, Pierre!" one of the boys yelled out as he got into his dad's car. Pierre waved at him.

"How about the hamburger joint? I'm starving," Leonard said.

"Sounds good to me," Betty said.

"In our costumes?" Shauna askd.

"Why not?" Jill said and Shauna gave in.

She climbed into the large van belonging to Leonard's dad. Shauna wondered how he'd got it. He wasn't often allowed to drive it. She settled down and made sure that she wasn't actually touching Pierre as they drove along. She wasn't looking where they were going for a while, but soon realized that they weren't heading for the hamburger joint.

"Where are you going, Leonard?" she asked.

"Gotta drop off home to get some cash," he said.

Shauna sank back into the seat, nervous, though she didn't know why. But there was a strange tension in the car, she could feel it. She watched as Leonard swung into the drive and the garage door slid upward. The van eased in and the door came down behind them.

Shauna was getting worried now.

"What is this?" she snapped, suspecting a trap to get her to kiss Pierre or something equally stupid.

"Come on in, guys," Leonard said, swinging out of the driver's seat.

"What?" Shauna said, and then gasped as Pierre and Dennis grabbed her arms and hustled her out of the van. "What are you doing? Put me down!"

They pushed her through the door into the kitchen and then into the main room. Leonard's family was one of the wealthiest in the neighborhood. The room was big, on two levels, dotted with sofas and chairs, tables and a massive television, VCR and stereo system. The windows had thick curtains on them and the whole effect was one of cozy isolation.

Not that Shauna felt cozy as the boys pushed her into the room and she turned to face them. Leonard put the best rock station in the area on and the stereo beat pulsed through the room.

"What is this?" she asked, facing her friends.

The seven of them laughed a little nervously until Leonard came forward, grinning wildly at Shauna.

"We decided you've teased Pierre enough," he said. "He was too much of a gentleman to treat you like you should be treated, so we said we'd do it." He slid his arms around Betty and fondled her tits. "My folks are away for the weekend, and you're gonna give out, you're gonna fuck us all. And the first thing you're gonna do is give Pierre a great big blow-job!"

He laughed as Shauna screamed and ran for the door. Dennis and Jock grabbed her and pulled her back into the room, gripping her arms as she squealed and struggled.

"I'll scream!" she cried, pulling in their grip, her cheerleading costume riding up over her thighs.

"Go ahead," Leonard said. "That's why I got the stereo on. And this place is pretty well sound-proofed anyway. My folks don't like other people knowing what goes on here." He laughed and chucked Peggy under the chin. "Eh, little sister?"

Peggy simpered and ran her hands down the front of her cheerleading costume, her large soft tits pushing against the fabric.

"If you get to be a drag, I'll gag you," Leonard said. "Get her to the sofa, over the back!"

He left the room, heading for the stairs.

"Come on," Jock said, and Shauna could hear the excitement in his voice. He and Dennis pushed her toward one of the low-backed, thickly padded sofas.

"Stop this! Stop it, you can't do this to me! Pierre stop them!" she screamed as the two boys held her against the sofa back.

Pierre grinned and sat in a chair. Instantly, Betty curled in his lap, easing her cheerleading skirt up, showing her thighs and the white crotch of her panties.

"You had this coming, bitch," she said to Shauna. "You're gonna learn to fuck like we do."

She opened the top of her blouse, running the buttons down until they were open to below her bra. Her luscious tits pushed out in the lacy white bra. To Shauna's absolute horror, her boyfriend – the pure, honest Pierre – ran his hands over Betty's tits, caressing the mounds in the lacy bra.

"See, that's what men like!" Betty giggled, smiling nastily at Shauna. "And you're gonna learn how to give it to them. Fuck, you might even like it!"

There was a roar of laughter at that Peggy came out of the kitchen with some beers and handed them around as Jock and Dennis pushed the squealing, horrified Shauna down over the sofa back.

"Stop it, no!" Shauna screeched.

The boys held her on the sofa back, her legs on either side of it. Her skirt had ridden up and her panties were showing. She blushed with shame and hid her face in her blonde hair as she struggled against the iron grip the boys had on her.

Leonard came back in with a large box, which he emptied on the floor. Out of it fell leather bonds, ropes, whips, dildos and other things that made Shauna shudder in terror.

"No, no, you can't do this!" Shauna yelled. "No, oh, God no!"

Leonard grabbed her ankle and slipped a leather strap around it, tightening it and pulling her leg forward, lashing the rope it was attached to to the leg of the sofa right by her head. She screamed and struggled, but he grabbed her other ankle and tied that, pulling her leg forward, painfully stretching it since it was on the cushions of the sofa. Finally he lashed that rope to the front leg of the sofa.

"You can't do this!" Shauna gasped, her eyes filling with tears as she saw Pierre slide his hands over the tight crotch of Betty's panties. Betty moaned and spread her thighs, thrusting her pussy at his hand, a disgusting damp stain on the thin material right over her pussy. "Stop, no! Leonard stop it!"

Shauna screamed at the top of her voice as Leonard took one of her hands and slapped another binding around her wrist.

"No, this is enough, we were supposed to be going to the hamburger joint! I'm hungry, I want to eat! Now!"

"Oh, you'll eat enough," Leonard said, and they all laughed, humiliating Shauna further.

She broke into tears, yelling and screaming at Leonard to stop as he pulled her arm down and lashed her wrist to the same sofa leg her ankle was tied to. When he started on her other arm, she broke, pleading and weeping, but nothing stopped him. He lashed her other hand to the back leg of the sofa and then added the final touch. As she screamed, begged and cursed him, he slipped a rope around her waist and pulled it tight under her body, out between her spread legs and down to the other end leg of the sofa where he tied it very tight indeed. She was finally pinned completely.

Leonard chuckled and picked up a long-handled, paddle-shaped piece of rubber. It was about four feet from end to end and sagged a little in his hand. She stared at it with rising horror as he walked behind her.

"Gimme a beer, boys," he said, and Shauna jerked as she felt his hand on her thigh.

"Take your hand off, Leonard!" she gasped, but he eased it up her thigh, tweaking and pulling at her white flesh as he reached her panties. "You can't do this, it's rape! I'll have you in jail!"

"Oh yeah? With seven of us saying how you lured us here because you knew my folks were away and begged for it?" He ran his hand over the tight curves of Shauna's ass, his fingers still mercifully outside her panties.

"Stop it!" Shauna cried, heaving on the sofa back, trying to get free. But her hands and legs were tightly tied and the rope around her waist stopped her from rolling forward.

Leonard laughed and flicked the little plaited cheerleading skirt with its red and gray stripes up and over her ass.

"Oh, fuck," he said, picking up his beer and slurping it down. "I knew this ass was good. Take a look, boys."

Shauna screamed and pleaded with them as they all gathered around to look at her lovely ass, the tight curves stretched to perfection by the terrible pull of the ropes. At least she had her panties on, but they weren't much protection. All of them came to look, even Pierre and Betty. The sides of Betty's blouse flicked around showing her tits in her little lacy bra, and that disgusted Shauna almost as much as the sight of the massive bulge in Pierre's pants.

"Okay, boys," Leonard said, taking another drink. "Let me show you how to use this. It's easy."

Shauna didn't know what he meant until the most terrible pain burst in her ass. She screamed and twisted in time to see the rubber paddle bouncing away from her stretched asscheeks.

"No, stop it!" she screamed, her ass burning.

But Leonard lashed the paddle across her tight asscheeks again and Shauna bucked on the sofa back, screaming, tears rushing from her eyes at the terrible agony of the paddle and the sound of the slap that rang in her ears.

"See that?" Leonard asked. "You have a go, Pierre."

"No, Pierre, no!" Shauna cried, twisting her head, begging him as her ass bucked on the sofa back. "No, not to me, you can't – aaaggghhh!" But her boyfriend swung the rubber paddle at her ass. "Please, Pierre, please – aaauugghh!" She jerked, her body tense as the horrible agony surged in her flesh again. She lurched, screaming, her skirt flicking all over her ass until Pierre had to lean in and push it back out of the way. Her blouse strained and the top button popped off as her body rolled in agony on the sofa back.

"Go on, Pierre," Betty said, and dropped to her knees, caressing the massive bulge in the front of his pants.

"Hey, stop that, you know the rules!" Leonard yelled. "Your date does everything first, then you fuck who you like!"

Betty pouted, opening the top of Pierre's pants and reaching inside.

"I think it'd be worth a whipped ass to suck this cock first." She pulled out Pierre's long thick prick and gave a moan, running her hands over the throbbing rod. "Anyway, I want shit-face to have a real hard time tonight. She can suck this when I've taken out the first load!"

She pouted at Shauna and slipped her soft red lips over the head of Pierre's enormous prick.

Shauna screamed, so horrified that she almost forgot the pain. The first shock had been the size of Pierre's cock. It was nine inches of thick meat at least, and Shauna thanked her lucky stars that she had seen it before she had committed to marriage. There was no way she was taking that thing in her cunt.

"Fuck," Pierre groaned, his ass jerking as Betty's sexy little mouth ran down his cock-shaft, taking fully half of it in, her soft tongue working on his flesh while she opened the clasp of her bra and let the cups fall aside, revealing her lovely tits. She moaned as she sucked him, her fingers playing with her tits, rolling her nipples tightly. She pushed her mouth deeper on his cock, her throat spasming and sucking at his cock-head as it slid in. Pierre held her lovely brunette hair and lined the rubber paddle up on Shauna's heaving ass.

"Yeah, do it, Pierre!" Leonard laughed, taking a drink of beer as he watched.

They were all drinking now, but Shauna was too busy to be disgusted as she usually was. She stared at the paddle, hovering, bending in the air a little. Pierre lashed it down, right into her ass as he thrust his cock deeper into Betty's hot mouth.