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Collected by Djian
updated aug 25 - 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 6
Marilyn had finally reached civilization. A half-lit convenience store at the edge of the highway. She immediately jogged toward the door. A wide grin of relief spread across her face. THe soft brown haired cheerleader was still wearing her outfit she had put on that morning, it was now dirty behind recognition. She fell into the door and panned the store for a clerk or customer. She eagerly searched for a phone. Then she made her way to the restroom at the back of the rustic gas station- food mart.
She ran inside the bathroom disgusted at it's dirty veneer.
" Like, what the shit. THis place smells like bourbon and piss. Dude, they definitely need a new custodian, for sure. ", Marilyn thought.
She stripped off her top and bottom and removed her bra. Standing naked and barefoot inside the bathroom; she rinsed off the grime from her ongoing adventure. Marilyn splashed water across her face and stuck her head under the faucet soaking her hair. With the thin roll of paper towels she wiped away as much filth from her naked skin as possible. After she had rinsed herself off, Marilyn made an extended assessment of her appearance.
" No real bruises or anything permanent. ", she thought.
The finely sculpted, jaded coed put on her pink and green colored cheerleader top and bottom. She straightened her posture and let out a deep breathe. Marilyn even managed a cocky smirk. She then left the stank bathroom.
Marilyn examined the aisles of the convenience store; she was starving. She didn't have her wallet, but she wasn't above flirting or even stealing a candy bar or potato chips. A privelidged cheerleader wasn't too good for a little chicanery. She grabbed a bag of chips and cracked them open without hesitation. Marilyn ran threw the bag and made herself a drink at the shabby but functional fountain machine. As the soda flowed from the machine, Marilyn panned the dimly lit store and saw no one; including the clerk. To her chagrin their was no payphone.
"I've never actually used a public phone, but, you'd think a po-dunk, hillbilly place like this would have one. Like, do they even have those anymore?"
She guzzled her soda and continued on her big bag of chips. As she moved to the front counter she became annoyed at the uncomfortable quiet of the place.
" Where in the hell is the friggin' help around here?", Marilyn groaned; her innate expectations of expediency, returning.
" Like, helloooooooo! " Marilyn said loudly.
She leaned against the counter and grabbed at a pack of gum on the display stand. Suddenly a woman entered from a small office at the side of the counter's end. She crept slowly up and behind Marilyn and by the time she realized her presence it was too late.
With one swift punch in the vagina; Marilyn spit out her soda and began choking on her chips. She fell to the floor, her soft brown hair covering her face. She could barely make out the cheap pair of 'Reverse' sneakers just at her left.
As Marilyn struggled on her hands and knees; a small but rugged woman looked on. The woman wore a cheap t-shirt with the sleeves rolled to her shoulders, a trucker hat, blue jean shorts and the aforementioned, ol'school sneakers. SHe popped her gum loudly and grinned at the dingy cheerleader. Marilyn attempted to raise up, but she was met with a solid right uppercut to her stomach. This sent her crashing to the floor of the empty convenience store.
"Whaaaaaaaauuuuhh! Fuuuuuuuuccd?" Marilyn gasped aloud.
Then the young woman stood over Marilyn and laughed uncontrollably. She turned to Marilyn's back as she lay on the dirty tile, on her side. With one swoop of her leg she kicked Marilyn flush in her ass! The confused cheerleader screamed as she turned to her tormentor. Her eyes widened at the sight of the wiry chick who was kicking her ass, literally. Then Marilyn was given what she likely had coming to her for much of her young adult life...a measured 'haymaker' directly into her mouth.
Later that night:
Marilyn awoke to the horror of her body being upside-down and completely naked on the old lady's meatrack.
" UHhhhhhhhhh! Nnnnnnnnooooooooooo! No fucking way! I gotta way! I,I,I gotta wayhaaayhahay!", Marilyn screamed out.
She shook her head side to side, her brown hair spinning back and forth. She looked up at the horror of seeing her nude body; her barefeet locked in place at the ankles on a chain-propelled meat rack. She pleaded to the large man she saw approaching her. Next she saw the old lady creeping up to her as well.
" Like, we're soooo sorry for whatever we did to you ma'am! "
Marilyn attempted to place her hands in a prayer and beg position, but realized her arms were cuffed at the wrist; behind her. The old lady grabbed a two handfuls of Marilyn's hair and raised her head up to where it met her chin.
" Ooohh! Poor baby. Thought you got away huh? Too bad for you. Now take a good look sweetie cheek cheek; you'll never wear clothes again. Ever. "
Marilyn continued to plead. She like the rest of the little rich misses, attempted a bribe.
" My, my dad, will pay whatever. Whatever!! Please, be reasonable..."
Before she could utter another word, the old lady smacked her across the mouth. Marilyn began to sob as the old lady slowly walked to Marilyn's behind. She parted the cheerleader's buttocks slightly, and took a big whiff of her naked and stinking ass.
" Yeah, we'll clean ya up nice n' fresh like...Sonny let's get started. One mo' to go..."
Sonny approached Marilyn and took a huge grip of her nearest butt cheek, with it he pulled her down the track. The jingle of the empty hooks contrasted with Marilyn's initial screams of terror. Once in the tub, the old lady scrubbed her down, smiling brightly as she did so. She sloshed the back and ass of the last remaining dirty cheerleader. Marilyn began to fart uncontrollably.
" Plug her butthole, Sonny. "
After she was thoroughly bathed, the Hulk carried the pleading coed naked and moist; on his shoulder. The old lady led them back into the garden. The small wily sister joined them with their dog on the leash, barking ferociously.
Marilyn swatted and fought as best she could. Her naked limbs flailed to no avail. Finally the young woman, Missy; jammed two fingers, straight into Marilyn's asshole as her brother, Sonny, held her.
Inside the garden was the girls of Big State College. Lisa was barking at the overall chaos, in an increasingly demented manner. Her red hair and pale face the only things visible as she had thick mud shoved to her chin. Next to her was Lacey, who was fast asleep. Being forcefed will do that to a person, especially when you're used to Tofu. Her black hair formed a mop over her face as she snored. Two feet over, was Venus. She could only look down her body weakened by the hours long beating suffered in the basement. Her long blond hair lay out like vines behind her. Caitland cried and cried, the leader of the pack; she now was the loudest in their present predicament. She continued to swear at the family.
" You'll never get away with this. Like, we're all rich, bitch! "
The old lady laughed at Caitland as she looked down at the sexy blond cheerleader's head. Caitland's words were empty as she too was submerged in dirt. To her right, was Ginger. The tall and beautifully built cheerleader was only minutes from the enormous butt reaming session administered by the hulk. Ginger was in a daze, her eyelids twitching and her eyes were bloodshot. The dirt was smoothed out to an even level supporting her tired head at the chin.
Finally the last hole was for the smart mouthed, over confident, wisecracking Marilyn.
" Missy, get 'jer fingers out of her asshole, girlie. We got forever to torment this preppie cunt's. Let 'em get their rest...it's been a looooong day. "
The old lady cackled loudly as the hulk joined in. Missy pulled her fingers from Marilyn's ass. The saucy coed murmured and groaned but she had stopped screaming; the finger plug's throttling of her asshole, had a calming effect. Marilyn tried a few more times to wriggle free, her bare feet planting just outside the hole. Missy stamped at her feet harshly as the old lady swatted her ass. Finally Marilyn gave in yelping from the continued abuse. Sonny dropped her carefully into the hole. He and Missy began to pat the dirt onto Marilyn's shoulders.
With the final cheerleader ensnared, the trio and their dog looked on. Missy lit a cigarette while the old lady brandished a flask a took a deep shot of it's contents.
Lisa, Venus, Lacey, Caitland, Ginger and Marilyn were now all helpless. Their soft and pretty faces the only thing visible from the muddy surface in which they were buried within the garden.
" Ok, girlies. You all belong to me. I will use you in whatever ways that I please. You mightta had nice luxurious lifestyles before, but the rest of 'yer lives will be spent as my personal livestock. Not so hip and trendy now are ya'z? "
The trio all laughed as they returned to the house. In short time all of the cheerleaders passed out.
Three weeks later...
The alarm sounded loudly. Marilyn's eyes quickly opened and she looked around in a panic. The hulk was approaching. He began to dig away at the dirt around her shoulders. Marilyn was so happy, happier than she had been in a while. The girls were all made to sleep inside the dirty garden and their only time out was during the day. The old lady treated each of them like shit. But anything beat the immobility of the ground. You couldn't move an inch inside the thick yet comfortable mud that they were in encased in.
Once her shoulders shown, the hulk moved over to Ginger, then Caitland. Missy was busy manning the tractor. SHe lowered the arm of the plowing lever as the old lady looked on. The old lady kept her dog to her side, ready to take a bite out of anyone who got out of line. Once Lisa was freed at the shoulder, the hulk placed straps around their upper bodies. With a pull of a lever, all six of the former cheerleaders were hoisted out of their dirty holes.
Each was completely naked, covered only in dirt and mud.
The tractor's arm swung around to the porch. The hulk grabbed the first, Lisa; and tossed her over his shoulder. He carried her into the house and locked her ankles in place on the meat rack. Lisa only barely resisted, too weak from her lengthy time within the mud. Of all the girls, Lisa spent the most time inside the hole. Everyday after the mornings exercises and breakfast, she was dropped right back into her hole. At this point, she no longer argued or swore; she simply pleaded with the old lady for mercy.
As the old lady looked on each of the girls was taken off the tractor hooks and placed onto the meat rack. Next came Venus then Lacey. Caitland was the most fun for the family. The posh life she was used to was stripped away from her just like her high fashioned clothes. Now everyday, Caitland was subjected to harsh chores in the blazing sun. She sported a bronze tan.
" I bet'cha ya can't go on Rodeo n' get a tanning 'nat good! ", the old lad would often joke.
Caitland did over sixty household and field chores everyday! Under the watchful eye of Sonny and the old lady; she was forced to unload and load trucks. She was forced to mop the floors naked and on her hands and knees. Caitland went from being the captain and most popular gal on campus, to a worker bee.
Lacey had gained over thirty pounds under the watchful eye of the old lady. Most of it was in her tits and ass. Lacey was fed five times a day. Her calorie intake was over six thousand. Her food was stuffed with vitamins to enhance her breast milk capacity. Her once perk and supple breasts now had long red veins and were at a permanent swell. Meanwhile all of her shit was collected as she sat in a baby's chair fit for an adult. Her use to the old lady was now as a shitter (for fertilizer) and milk. Lacey cried often as her tits were yet to be milked.
" Pleeeeassse, milk me, mama boss. Pleasse, are you, like, gonna milk me today ? "
The old lady patted her on her pretty and now chunky ass as she hung on the meat rack. The old lady did plan on milking her today but she wasn't gonna let her know that. The old lady looked down and into Lacey's wide and reddened asshole. The constant shitting had made Lacey asshole tender and it caused her as much pain as the milk packed into her tits did.
Lacey was only a commodity her days in drop top corvettes, long gone.
Venus was delirious as she swung on the meatrack; awaiting her turn to be washed down. Everyday after exercises, she was chained at the neck to either some sort of device or simply leashed by the old lady. Missy, who ran the family store, eight miles down the road; would delight in coming home and beating her. During the day, the old lady engaged in ruthless behavior toward the healthy ex-cheerleader. She would routinely have the hulk whip her. She had become a sort of stress reliever or whipping boy. Venus's full figure was striped from head to toe. Her ass cheeks in particular were a constant purple and swollen. She had even been tattooed. Venus sported tattoos on both ass cheeks, her tits; which were also beaten swollen red, her feet, her legs and arms. Venus no longer spoke in understandable dialogue. The once potty-mouthed coed could only yell gibberish in a near comical tone.
Ginger was pregnant. She hung on the meatrack like the rest but Sonny was always easier on her. She was his bitch now. All those years of independance and feminist doctrine were now down the toilet. She was fucked in the morning after exercises. She was fucked in the afternoon. Ginger had been ass-raped so much, since their capture that she no longer resisted. She had even begun to push back against the hulk's huge dick.
The hulk took great joy in wrestling his tall and thick captive. He would pin her down and take what he wanted. Ginger was always very selective with men, much to the chagrin of her lil' sister, Marilyn; but now the hulk would have his way with her, all day, everyday.
" It's good that 'yer pregnant so fast. You're gonna have a whole bunch o' kids for this family, thick pussy. "
Marilyn was being scrubbed and yelled the entire way through it. She was always the loudest and now she was forced to prove it. The old lady used her as entertainment. Her daily tasks involved singing, dancing, and even doing old cheers. The old lady and Sonny would laugh and throw fruit peels at the once proud goddess as she pranced about naked for their amusement. Her only recreation now was coloring books. The old lady would sit and watch her naked beast sit on the floor of the porch coloring while she was licked by the dog, up her ass and pussy. Marilyn was only a pet, her rectum a chewtoy for the dog.
The cheerleaders over time would accept their new lease in life and perform as ordered by the old lady. She would use them as she wished. For they were her cheerleaders now.
The End?
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