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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 Nine
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Not finding anything to wipe her hands clean on, Kate wiped the clerk’s spunk onto her pants leg. She felt disgusted putting it there, but had nowhere else to put it.
“We’ll leave the car here,” Mike said. “Grab your bags and follow me.”
Kate did as she was told, taking her luggage, she followed Mike past the hotel office, through a narrow corridor toward the hotel room. The hotel was a two-story building in a U shape with a swimming pool in the center that was visable to all the rooms in the hotel.
“Care for a swim?” Mike asked, looking back at Kate as she trailed him. Kate didn’t answer right away, so Mike suggested, “Maybe later, after you’ve had a chance to clean up.”
After the day’s events, she felt nasty and unclean. The wet panties, soaked pants, and semen made her feel gross and sticky. Hopefully, she thought, she’d have the chance to shower and wash the filthy feelings from her body. A change of clothes and some rest would help her forget the embarrassing events of the day.
Kate’s stomach did flips as she heard Mike jiggle the key to their room. He’d done everything he could to humiliate her in public, but now she had to share a hotel room with her. Kate froze in her tracks.
“Come on in,” Mike said. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Kate’s worries subsided, at least for the moment. Having the opportunity to refresh herself was well worth the risk, she thought. She followed Mike inside the room. I single, queen-sized bed filled most of the small room. A small table and two chairs filled a corner.
Mike placed his bag on the bed and Kate followed suit.
“Let’s see what you have in there,” Mike said, opening Kate’s bag.
Kate thought about resisting, but before the words could enter her mouth, she changed her mind. Mike pulled her clothes out of the bag – a pair of cutoffs, a few T-shirts, then a pair of black panties.
“Hmmm,” Mike said, “Why don’t you go to the bathroom and clean yourself up before our photo shoot. I’ll pick out your clothes for you.”
Kate had tried to forget the photo shoot, but jumped at the chance to get cleaned up. She wasn’t exactly comfortable with Mike going through her things, either, especially her bras and panties. Kate walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Should she lock it? She thought about it for a second, then opted against it. Locking the door would probably make Mike punish her in some way again.
Kate looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She was a mess; the bikini top pulled tight against her breast made her look obscene. Quickly, she reached around back and untied it, letting her breasts fall free. For the first time today, she was able to let them fall free without an audience or someone to poke and prod them. Next, she peeled off her jeans, which were wet and sticky. Her panties came off next. Kate turned around and looked at her bottom in the mirror. Luckily, most of the redness had gone away with the stinging.
Kate climbed into the shower and turned the hot water on, letting the water sooth her body and take her mind away from her troubles. She forced herself to think of nothing but the soothing water as it washed the filthy semen off of her hands and chest.
Before the incident in the hotel lobby, she’d never held a man’s penis in her hands. She knew one day she would, but not like that. She’d expected something more romantic, not a forced incident in a hotel.
Kate closed her eyes and tossed her head back, then moved closer to the water to cleanse her tear-streaked face but was careful not to wet her hair. As she showered, she thought she heard a noise. “Mike?” she said, afraid it was starting up again. No answer. She turned off the water and opened the curtain. No one was there, but her clothes were gone, too. Mike must have come in and taken them. At least he left her with a towel to dry herself.
Once she was dried off, Kate wrapped the towel snugly around her body. The towel covered her ample breasts and her crotch, but not much more than that. If she bent down or squatted, she’d expose either her bottom or her pubic area. With the towel in place, she opened the bathroom door and walked out of the bathroom to find Mike sitting in one of the two chairs by the window. He’d opened the curtains to the big window, which meant anyone walking by could see in, making her feel uncomfortable.
A few garments were neatly folded on the bed. “Put those on,” Mike said. Kate looked at the pile. On top was a bikini top and bottom that she’d never seen before. They were white and the top was slightly smaller than the one she’d brought with her. Panic struck her. She was going to have to wear that, probably in front of a group of people.
“Where did this come from?” she asked. “It’s kind of small.”
“I got it from your bag,” he said. “I thought you’d like to wear something different.” Now get dressed so we can get started.”
Kate looked at the rest of the clothes in the pile. There was the pair of cut-offs that belonged to her and a pair of black panties – a THONG – that she’d never seen before either. She didn’t own any thongs. All of her panties were the plain bikini kind, not anything big and bulky like a grandmother would wear, but they would definitely cover her bottom. The thought of wearing a thong made her face turn red.
“A thong?” she asked softly, afraid she might upset Mike and have to suffer the consequences.
“It was in the case, inside your bag,” Mike said.
Of course, Kate thought. Caroline must have packed it in the case of things she’d put in her bag.
“You don’t have to wear those,” Mike said. Away from the group of guys, he was actually being nice and sociable, even if he was still insisting that she would have to wear things that made her uncomfortable and she would still have to do the things he asked her to do. Still, she felt a little more at ease.
“Thank God!” Kate said in relief, placing them back on the bed. “I don’t think I could…”
“You can put the bikini bottoms and shorts on without them,” Mike said. “It’s your choice, but I wouldn’t recommend it, especially if you need punishment later.”
Oh, God, Kate thought. The knew what he meant. He was going to make her model the bikini, then take the bikini bottoms off. Faced with the choice, she’d rather wear the thong than no bottoms at all. Kate picked up the the thong.
Without opening the towel, she stepped into the panties and slid them up her legs until her hands reached her waist and the waistband popped into place. The pubic area of the thong fit about as comfortably as a pair of panties she would have picked out for herself – not a bad fit for a garment she’d never seen before. The waistband was snug, but not too tight. The back of the thong pulled itself into the crack of her ass. The material riding up into her bottom wasn’t completely uncomfortable, but it felt unnatural to her, like she should be trying to pull them out of her bottom the whole time. She squirmed a bit, trying to find a more comfortable position.
“Too small?” Mike asked. “Maybe you should do without them,” he offered.
“N-no, they’ll be fine,” she said, trying not to fidget as she reached for the next garment.
“Wait,” Mike said. “Finish dressing without the towel.”
Kate froze for a second, aware of the open window and the possibility that someone might walk by at any moment.
“What?” Mike asked, “The window?” He must have noticed her glance in that direction. “Is it making you uncomfortable?”
“Yes,” she answered, not really expecting him to care or do anything about it.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “If you want to get dressed next to the window, come on over here where you have a better view of what’s outside.”
Kate shook her head in horror. She didn’t want to get closer to the window, she’d wanted it shut for some privacy.
“Come on over,” Mike said. “Bring your clothes with you.”
Kate hesitated, not knowing what to do. Mike made the decision easier for her, “If you don’t do it,” he said, “I’ll have to punish you.”
Realizing the futility in arguing, she walked over to the window where she had a clear view of the pool. By the window, she could see two girls about her age lounging by the pool in bathing suits, and Kate knew if she could see them, that meant they could see her.
“Well?” Mike said. “Let’s get started.
Kate reached up to grasp the top of her towel – the only cloth that was separating her breasts from the view of the two girls across the pool from her. Hopefully, they wouldn’t be paying attention. She also hoped no one would choose that moment to walk past the window. She could hear voices nearby, making her nervous as she fumbled nervously with the towel that was held together in the front and let it slide open, then onto the floor.
Once again, she was baring her breasts to Mike – and to the two girls on the other side of the pool. She couldn’t tell yet if either of them had noticed what she was doing. At least she was wearing panties, she thought to herself. Hopefully, Mike wouldn’t make her turn around to see her ass the way it must have been framed in the thong.
As she dressed, Mike began to talk to her. “We’re going to go out here and take some pictures in a minute. I want you to be on your best behavior, okay?”
Kate nodded while nervously staring at the girls across the pool from her.
“I’m sure some of the guys from the lobby will be there to take some pictures of their own and I wouldn’t want them to be disappointed.”
Kate was working frantically to get dressed before someone walked past the window with her obscene breasts hanging out. First, she pulled the bikini top on. Where her own bikini top had been small, this one was even smaller. Kate had a hard time tying it into place properly without having too much of her breasts bulge out in either directon. Finally, she decided they’d have to be smashed down somewhat and part of her breasts still stuck out of the bottom of the top.
After she’d put the top on, Kate pulled the the bikini bottoms up, then the cut-offs followed by a white T-shirt. As she did, she looked outside to see if the girls were looking. Apparently, one of them had noticed. She was tapping the other girl on the leg and saying something. All Kate could hear was a mumble, but if she had any doubts that the girl was watching, when the second girl pointed in her direction and the two of them started giggling, she knew they’d seen her. Kate tried not to feel self-conscious. After all, they were girls and they were her age, she reasoned.
Now that Kate was dressed, she tried to dismiss what the two girls might be thinking of her. The first thing that came into her mind is what she would think if someone had been unashamed at getting dressed in front of her. She would have probably thought another girl was a slut for dressing in front of the window in plain site of any passers-by.
Despite the show she’d performed for the two girls, with her clothes on, for the first time all afternoon, Kate felt fully dressed, even if the bikini top under the T-shirt felt too tight and the thong was riding up her ass.
“I want this to look like a totally professional photo shoot, okay?” Mike asked.
Again, Kate nodded.
“That means you have to go along with what I say and act like you know what you’re doing. Otherwise, the photo shoot will turn out something like the thing in the lobby a few minutes ago. Do you want that?”
“N-no,” Kate said fearfully. “I couldn’t.”
“Okay, then,” Mike said. “I promised them some topless photos, so if you behave yourself, I might just let you keep your panties on.”
Might? Kate thought. When she’d had to pull her panties off in the restaurant, she’d been mortified. Allowing those men to get a glimpse of her pubic hair was more of her than anyone had ever seen of her before, besides her doctor – and her doctors had always been women. No one else had ever seen her pubic area before. At least in the restaurant, they had only seen slight glimpses of her pubic hair, but none of them had gotten to see her whole pubic area. They’d had their fill of her breasts, which was bad enough in itself. They’d also seen her round bottom and one had even put a finger in there, but still none of them had seen the entirity of her womanhood. The thought of having men stare at her most private of private places made her stomach turn over and over again.
“I’ll be on my best behavior,” Kate said, trying to get on Mike’s good side and trying to push the thought of having the men look at her private parts out of her mind.
“I’m sure you will,” Mike agreed. “As long as you do as I say, everything will be fine. If you disappoint me and make me feel like you aren’t trying, things can get out of control and I don’t know what might happen if things get out of control.”
“That won’t happen,” Kate assured him.
“Good,” Mike said, grabbing a couple of camera bags, he opened the front door.
