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WARNING: This story contains strong themes of coercion and forced sexual
behavior. It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS only, and the
writer does not in any way suggest or condone similar behavior.
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Cheerleader's Torment
Additional Chapters added by Karl Martin
Chapter Ten
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Kate could hear more people outside – dozen different voices, at least. Kate froze. Suddenly, she started to panic. She was immediately aware of the fact that she was about to go outside to do a strip show for anyone who might be in or outside the hotel. With that thought in mind, she felt her body get numb. She couldn’t move, like her feet were stapled to the floor. She knew she had to do it, or she’d be punished, but she couldn’t bring herself to take the first step. Horrified, she placed her face in her hands and began to sob.
Mike closed the door again and set the camera bags on the floor. Kate felt an arm go around her shoulder as Mike led her to sit on the bed.
“What’s wrong?” Mike said, rubbing her shoulder.
“Nothing,” she lied, not wanting to upset him. What’s wrong? she thought. She didn’t want to do any of what he was making her do.
“You’re almost there, Kate. I promise.” Mike said, suddenly sounding so re-assuring, she felt herself believing that he actually cared how she felt. “I’d really hate it if you went through so much and still didn’t pass the test.”
Kate sobbed a little more into her hands and felt herself pushing her head into Mike’s chest.
“I think the girls would really be disappointed in me if I let you fail,” Mike said. “Especially Caroline. She went through so much in her test. All the girls did – and they all acted the same way you did, well, all of them except Deidre. She was a different story.”
Kate stopped sobbing, wiped away the tears, and asked, “What was so different about Deidre?”
“It’s pretty funny, really,” Mike said. “Most girls have a natural reaction to this kind of treatment. You know, they do it reluctantly, but still they do it, just like you’ve been doing. Deidre, on the other hand, seemed shy and quiet at first, but after a couple of words of encouragement, she couldn’t wait to do whatever we asked her. As long as we promised to keep her secret, she would do everything we asked her. She was so cooperative, it was hardly any fun giving her the test. Her test only lasted for a day. After that, she’d already done everything we asked her and it was no fun tormenting someone who didn’t mind being tortured.”
So, that’s it, Kate thought. The test wasn’t so much about seeing her naked body or humiliating her. It was more about dominating and controling someone and getting them to do things they wouldn’t naturally do – just a simple mind game, that’s all. Suddenly, she found a renewed confidence. Having figured out the secret to their test, she mustered her strength and will power and stood up.
“Let’s do it,” she said.
“That a girl!” Mike said, then looked at her tear-streaked face. “Maybe you should wash your face and put on some make-up.”
Kate looked in the mirror. Mike was right. She looked awful. Her eyes were puffy and swollen.
“I’ll get your make-up kit,” Mike said. He handed her the case Caroline had packed. Inside the case, she found mascara, eye liner, bright red lipstick, most of which she’d never choose for herself, but now she started to concoct a plan as she took the case and moved to the bathroom. Mike followed her inside. She’d prefer to put the make-up on by herself, since she didn’t want to appear slutty, she’d never worn anything other than the bare essentials – lip liner and mascara. Now, her plan was to go totally over-board. She wanted Mike to think she was completely confident and didn’t care how they treated her. If her plan worked, they’d end their torture the same way they stopped harassing Deidre.
“You really don’t need much make-up,” Mike said. “You’re naturally very pretty. Most girls would die to have looks like yours, not to mention your body. Caroline and the others are pretty, too, but that’s after some work, you know? Standing side by side buck naked, any man would take you over them any day.”
Kate didn’t know whether to be embarassed or thankful for the compliment. She decided not to answer. Instead, she listened to Mike.
“Look,” Mike said, “I’m not supposed to do this, but, Kate, I really like you. You’re not quite like the others. They all wanted everyone to think they’re sexy and get attention. I think you just want to fit in. Am I right?”
Kate looked at Mike through the mirror. He was standing there with his arms folded, looking deep into her eyes. She felt herself starting to connect with him. Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all? Then, reality hit her. Mike had forced her to do some nasty things, things that were unlike anything she’d ever done. Besides, he’d also forced her to let other people do things to her that she’d never allow either. Still, she felt something in his voice, sympathy perhaps.
“Am I right?” he asked again.
“Yes,” Kate answered. “I just wanted to fit in.”
“It must be hard for you,” Mike continued. “You’re very beautiful, but still very humble and kind. That’s a combination I don’t think I’ve ever seen, not in all my years of administering the test.”
Years? Kate asked herself. How many women had Mike and his friends tortured and how long had he been doing it?
“Here’s the deal,” Mike said. “This is the part I’m not supposed to do, and if you tell Caroline I did this, I’ll take those pictures of you and post them all over the school and I mean it. You won’t be able to show your face anywhere in town after that. Understand?”
“Yes,” Kate answered, applying bright red lipstick to her full, pouty lips.
“Okay, I’m only going to ask this one time, so be completely honest with me, okay? I need to know what makes you uncomfortable, you know, what embarasses you?”
Kate was confused. Mike must be so far out of touch with her feelings that she couldn’t imagine. “All of this embarasses me,” she answered, not wanting to pinpoint a single thing. Had he not understood what a nightmare it had been for her to show her breasts to strangers and to have a greasy old guy smear butter on her bottom?
“I know it’s not easy for you, but you’ve been able to handle it every step of the way so far. What I’m trying to get at is – well, I need to know how far I can take it. If I don’t go far enough, I’ll be in trouble with Caroline. If I go too far, you’ll fail the test. That’s all I’m saying. Flashing your tits to some strangers is harmless in the long run. It may be embarassing at first, but you get over it, right?”
Kate nodded her head. Maybe Mike really did care about how she felt. Her mind raced. She knew what she feared most. She didn’t want men to look at her naked pubic area, specifically her most secret place. Though she’d been living with it her whole life, she’d hardly experienced it’s mystery and pleasures. The most she ever touched it was when she was showering. Except for one time when she had been out with an older boy who was very rough, no one had ever touched her there. If there was one thing she didn’t want anyone to do, it was to have someone look at her there or touch her there.
“Kate,” Mike said after a pause. “I know it’s hard, but I need you to answer me. I’m only trying to help.”
“Well,” Kate started to answer.
“Come on,” Mike said. He moved forward and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “Tell me so I can help you.”
“I’ve never, I mean, I don’t want anyone to… to…” She found it hard to formulate the words.
“To what?” Mike asked.
“To touch me down there,” she forced herself to spit out the words.
“Where?” Mike asked, rubbing her shoulders.
“You know,” Kate said softly. “There.”
“Say it,” Mike insisted.
“My vagina,” she said, almost in a whisper.
“Your what?” Mike said, smiling. “That’s hardly a proper word for it. Why don’t you call it something else and I’ll see what I can do to keep anyone from touching it. Now, where is it you don’t want them to touch you?”
“My c-cunt,” Kate answered, her face turned red. She’d never called it that before.
“Hmmm…” Mike said, “That’s a bit raunchy and nasty for something that isn’t going to get touched. Can you think of something else to call it?”
“M-my pussy,” she said, forcing the words out of her mouth.
“Your what?” Mike asked, acting like he hadn’t heard her.
“My pussy,” she said, this time louder. Her face turned red hearing herself say the words.
“What about it? What about your pussy?” Mike toyed with her.
“I don’t want anyone to touch my pussy,” Kate said, realizing he wanted her to say the words.
“Okay, I’ll keep anyone from touching your pussy as long as you behave yourself and do as I say, deal?”
Kate nodded in agreement.
Looking in the mirror at her own face, Kate hardly recognized herself. With a little make-up, she’d transformed herself from an innocent teen to something slutty and exotic in only a few minutes. She’d never imagined herself this way, especially under these circumstances.
“Okay,” Mike said. “We have an audience waiting for us. “
Kate took a deep breath and remembered her plan. She was going to go out there and act like it didn’t bother her, no matter what happened and no matter who was looking. She’d already been through enough today and with her plan in mind, she felt she could handle it all over again. After this session, she thought, she’d be free from any more tortures.
