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Collected by Djian
updated jan 26 - 2010
WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is
for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit
sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read
any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.
The Old Lady and the Cheerleaders
By Seezinhai
Seezinhai@yahoo.com
Part 4
Marilyn ran for what seemed like hours. Through brush, a thick strip of forest and even crossed a fairly fast moving stream. She was barefoot, wet, and now fatigued. The brown haired smart aleck laid against a large tree. It was the magic hour in the small forest but she knew what she was looking for...anybody!
" Fuck, I knew I should've stayed near the road. I must still be running parallel to it, though.
I can't stay here. Got to keep moving. Soon I won't be able to see shit. Like, this totally sucks ass."
Marilyn looked around while massaging her feet. Her normally well pedicured feet were now covered in blisters and cuts. Once she sat down at the foot of the tree, the pain really set in. Marilyn was still wearing her cheerleader halter top and skirt bottom. She had pulled off her shit soaked sport panties two miles back. As the night air crept up her 'chutes', she wished she had them. Marilyn shivered and sneezed, while her teeth began to chatter. The events of the day played in her head as she curled into the fetal position. Marilyn began to cry.
" Ginger, oh Ginger! Just a ten minute break for my feet. That's all...then we keep moving.
Once I get to somebody, anybody. I can call the cops and then it's over for that fucking old lady. I hope that the girls are okay. I hope...."
Ginger awoke to the shuffle of her head bouncing into a bed. The rhythm was incessant.
The brown haired beauty surveyed her surroundings. Ginger shrieked as she realized that she had been tied; spread eagled to a bed. Her head mushed again into the bed prompting her to turn her gaze. Ginger's hazel eyes flooded open as she saw 'the hulk' slamming his dick into her upturned pussy from the back. He was methodical and his cock felt large inside her, too large.
Lacey sat naked, her arms bound into the large adult-sized high chair. She looked down at her plump and pert breasts. She was so fatigued that she felt sedated. Lacey had only been conscious a few minutes and realized she was still inside the 'house of horrors'. The buxom brunette shifted in the seat; her healthy ass muscles clenching and relaxing alternately. Lacey hadn't seen any of the other girls from the team since the 'milkshake'. Lacey felt guilt as well as fear. It was her idea to try for directions here in the first place. As the old lady entered her green eyes widened and her tits shook, nipples erect.
Lisa yelled until she was hoarse.. The redhead screamed until her throat throbbed and felt like she had chewed on sandpaper all day. The young cheerleader had only been awoke a few minutes but she knew she was in danger. She could swear an insect was crawling along her ass.
" Like, I really hoped this was all a dream.. But that fuckin' chick is real enough, though. And so is this fucking dirt up my ass1 ", she thought.
Lisa was buried vertically into the ground. The dirt was up to her neck. Only her head and long fire-red hair were visible. Lisa could not turn or budge an inch. Her only view was the tall stalks of corn towering over her. The feisty gal was tired beyond belief. While she had been asleep twice since drinking the 'milkshake' ; she was still understandably restless. Lisa was in excellent shape and could beat all the other girls, including Ginger, in arm wrestling; still the dirt kept her firmly in place. The Irish cheerleader couldn't so much as wiggle her toes. She slumped her head down and began to sob.
The old lady shuffled slowly toward Lacey carrying a large antique bowl. The bowl was filled with grits; a southern breakfast dish made of hominy. The old lady walked behind the sexy brunette as her head spun in fear. Lacey now had full respect for the potential power of the ol' lady.
" Okay little missy. I hope my little piglet had a nice nappy time...I 've got something for you. This will fatten you up reeeeaal nice.. "
" What the fuck are you trying to prove, huh? What the hell did we do to you, like, we were just passing through...you're an old lady!....old people are supposed to be kind and help people..."
" Oh, but I am gonna help ya, missy. You hip little buggers think you's soooo cool.. I saw you mocking me before. I was hip once...cheerleaders, huh. You think your pussy is golden. When I get through with you it'll be mud...(laughs)...we're gonna treat you like shit!! "
The menacing grin and terse diction of the old lady made Lacey tremble, losing her spirited cheerleader resolve. Finally the black haired babe broke, she began to cry and plead. The old lady sat at the grand table and faced Lacey.The old lady dug her large spoon into the bowl scooping a huge portion out of the large bowl. Grits slid and flopped off the heap on the spoon. She clutched Lacey's chin and shoved the grits into the cheerleader's reluctant mouth..
" C'mon, chew your food like a big girl. You're gonna finish your meal whether you like it or not. Feel free to shit when you feel the urge. The high chair has a nice space for your asshole and pussyhole to push out. "
Scoop after scoop went into her mouth as the old lady fed the nineteen year old cheerleader like a baby. Turning the spoon up so that Lacey got a full spoonful every time. Occasionally wiping away spittle and food from the corners of Lacey's mouth.A few times Lacey attempted to shut her mouth and turn away. But the seemingly weak woman effortlessly grabbed her by her long jet black hair or pinched her nose tightly. Lacey looked pathetic as she inevitably flapped her mouth open for air only to receive a heaping helping of grits.(gulp)
Ginger moaned and whinnied like a horse as she involuntarily fed the hulk's sexual appetite. As he kept plowing into her he kept her ass cheeks spread wide. Stopping periodically to get a new whiff of female sweat or to drop gobs of spit into her tight little asshole.
" Please stop, please....I'm a human! I'm a human being. Ugh, ugch, ugh, ahhh! (pants)...I'm not an animal, please stop it!! "
Sonny continued undeterred and before long Ginger climaxed loudly. Her female juices squirting out like a freshly popped can of soda. Finally he did the same falling on top of the mounted cheerleader. Ginger cried loudly as blood ran down her legs. GInger; the eldest of the Cheerleaders, was or rather had been; a virgin. The hulk ran his fingers along her legs and looked at the blood on his tips and smiled. She was a keeper he thought. The brown haired vixen lay tied with her ass sticking prominently into the air. A hard cushion placed under her stomach,chest and thighs. She was a naked and bound toy for his amusement.
Caitland yelled at the top of her lungs. She was naked and hanging from meat hooks.The hooks kept her legs spread and her body at a slight angle. The blond was sporty enough to try and raise up to free herself but with her arms behind her back it was useless. Her long blond hair hung almost to the floor and the room was chilly causing Caitland to shiver. Caitland looked like a cow waiting for the slaughter. Her own piss began to run down into her face as she relieved herself again. This only added to the sweaty shitty stench which had built up on her normally refined body.
The old lady continued to shove spoonfuls of grits to Lacey. Her jaws ached and her stomach was filled to the hilt. She had tried to find relief in pooting but eventually she began to shit. The grits were slimy as the fell out of her ass. Lacey murmured under the weight of yet another spoonful. The old Lady continued shovelling....
" That's good sweety let it out. You've still got a few scoops left. "
The old lady cupped Lacey's chin with one hand and made her scarf up the grits with the other. The old lady stared deeply into Lacey's green eyes as she cried. The grits slid out of the bound cheerleader nonstop. The old lady loved the way the waves of shit flushed from the nubile girl's body into a large bucket attached at the bottom.
" You are going to make a great shitter. Crops don't fertilize themselves. I'll be feeding you and using your shit for years to come, sweet meat. "
The old lady dropped the spoon back into the bowl wiped her hands off and yelled for her 'Sonny boy'.
The hulk angily pulled his index and middle fingers from GInger's asshole. She still mooed in a high-pitched wail like an upset cow. Her rectum was visibly throbbing. The hulk took a large bucket and splashed water across Ginger's hindquarters.
" Comin' Ma!!! "
He grabbed a big jug of juice and sat it onto the now wet bed near the cheerleader's head. After attaching a long crazy straw to it's lid; he shoved the straw into Ginger's mouth. She sucked up the juice thirsty and in dire need of nutrients. Her slurps were fast and full. Slowly her naked and abused body relaxed as she had gotten through her 'fuck session' with the hulk.
" I hope somebody got away....they couldn't have gotten all of us...whoever they are. "
Ginger passed out again, straw sucked stuck to her lips.
The old lady instructed her son to take Lacey's 'shit bucket' and and drop it along the crops.
" ...n' check up on that loud redhead she should be nice and quiet b'now...if she isn't take a nice long piss on'er head that'll humble' er. "
The hulk slid the bucket from under Lacey's exhausted butt and carried it's smelly contents to the backyard.
" Yeah, you may be cute but your shit stinks like everyone else's...", laughed the old lady. She slid a finger under Lacey's tit and sniffed the sweat, smiling devilishly. She walked off leaving Lacey to pant and sweat in her high chair. The naked cheerleader sat still tied tight to the chair naked and stinking. The old lady looked back at her grinning...
" I'm gonna break you all just like wild horses! Yes I am..."
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