Dee And Max

DEE AND MAX

This is a story of HighSchool Cheerleaders Disiplining one of their own.
It contains bondage, humiliation and beastiality. If this is not your bag, or you are not an adult stop reading now.

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Dee removed her sweat soaked uniform, and stuffed it in her gym bag. Naked she walked into the shower stalls. She did not notice at the time that none of her squad had changed out of their cheerleading outfits, and that no one besides herself had entered the showers. Her mind was occupied with the game our team had just lost. The homecoming celebration had been a disaster. No one wanted to party after a game when they lost.

She showered alone, washing quickly so she could avoid the rest of the team. She was down enough without having to face those losers. They had practiced until they were beat perfect with each routine. Then come the night of the big game, and they choke on each and every cheer. They had even dropped her when they formed the pyramid, letting her fall on her ass in front of the whole town.

Dee turned off the shower and returned to her locker. The other members of the cheerleading squad were still in uniform. Their eyes followed her as she crossed to her locker to dress. The padlock on her locker had been turned around so that the dial was facing inward. A sophomoric joke played on freshmen. She looked around at the girls none of them were smiling at the prank.

“Very funny” She snarled as she bent down to dial the combination. Loretta and Jamie stepped beside her and grabbed her arms. “You won’t need anything from in there.” Cathy said from behind her.

“We have put up with all we are going to take from you.” The Dark haired girl continued. She had the dark complexion of her black Irish ancestors with the temperament to match. “Red, Jay, drag the bitch to the van. Shelly has it running and ready to roll.”

Loretta, a redhead and tall, was also of Irish decent. With her sister Jamie, a tall blonde, pulled the necked Indian girl from the school gym. The rest of the squad ran ahead of them to make sure the path to the waiting van was clear. The girl struggled as she was unceremoniously tossed to the floor of the squad’s bus, but was no match for the two sisters.

Her face was red with anger as the girls piled into the van. To further humiliate her, they made her sit on the floor with the team mascot, Max, a large black lab, who insisted on putting his massive head in her lap while they rode to their destination.

Michelle pulled the van into her driveway. Jamie, and Loretta, led their captive into the large house. Shelly and Cathy locked the doors and pulled all the shades down, insuring privacy for the party.

Dee was laid across the coffee table in the living room with her elbows tied to her knees beneath it. Tears ran down her cheeks as Dee sobbed over and over “Why are you doing this to me?”

Cathy sat on the couch, her knees on either side of Dee’s head as she spoke. “You have behaved like Queen Shit for the last time, Miss Tompkins. You have publicly humiliated each and every one of us. Now it is time for you to pay up. Loretta you are senior you go first.”

“It will be a pleasure.” The red haired girl said as she stepped behind Dee holding a wooden paddle. She delivered three hard swats to the up turned ass of the bound girl, then handed the paddle to her little sister. “She has ridden you the hardest, your turn.”

Jamie took the maple wood paddle and with an evil smile stepped into position behind Dee. The blonde swung the paddle so hard that she drove Dee’s face into Cathy’s lap. Not one to miss a chance. Cathy pulled the crotch of her purple shorts aside, baring her clean shaved pussy.

“Show me how sorry you are Bitch, and I won’t paddle you.” She told the naked cheerleader.

“Don’t make me do that.” Dee begged. Another hard paddle landed on her already sore bottom, bushing her face into Cathy’s crotch. Dee yelped then began licking the smooth skinned pussy.

“So the bitch is a cunt sucker after all” Michelle stated taking her place behind Dee.

“Maybe I should aim a little lower” She tapped the edge of the paddle against Dee’s pussy mound.

“No, no.