He takes Jenna's bra off and frees her tits

Lucas rubbed his chin, thinking. He needed to keep things moving in a way that stayed entertaining. “I know what we need to do next,” he said, loud enough for all of them to hear. “We need to create some group cohesion. You all seem so tense. Clearly you’re not too comfortable being close to naked near each other.”

The women all looked at him, waiting. Some of them glanced sideways at their teammates, faces flushed.

“Pair up,” Lucas continued. “Your task is to remove your partner’s bra, but both your hands stay behind your back. I want all of you to use only your mouth to take off your partner’s bra and allow them to do the same to you. You may only move your hands to aid your partner in removing it completely once they’re close to done.”

A stunned silence fell over the line. The girls stared at him, mouths slightly open, like they couldn’t believe what he had just said.

“Oh, and you only have five minutes to achieve your task so you better start. NOW!” Lucas clapped his hands loudly. The sharp sound made a couple of the girls flinch. Panic spread fast. They started moving, pairing off awkwardly. Some went to friends they stood next to, others looked around quickly before grabbing whoever was closest. Mouths went to bra straps and clasps right away. A couple of them were wearing sports bras, which looked trickier but the girls still tried, teeth tugging at the fabric while their hands stayed obediently behind their backs. The gym filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, soft grunts of effort, and the occasional frustrated whimper when a clasp wouldn’t give.

Lucas watched for a moment, enjoying the sight of the cheerleaders struggling together, bodies pressing close as they worked with just their mouths. Then he walked straight to Jenna Blake and put his hands on her shoulders, pulling her gently backward out of the line.

“Not you, darling,” he whispered into her ear. “There’s nine of you so I’ll generously be your partner.”

He licked his lips and lowered himself to be level with the back of her bra. She was wearing a plain white lace bra that looked fancier than what most of the others had on for practice. Lucas figured Jenna was the type who always dressed nicely underneath. The second he pressed his face against her back he caught her scent, strawberry perfume mixed with the light sweat from practice. She smelled good even after working out. Lucas worked his teeth onto the clasp, rubbing his nose along her smooth skin as he did it. It took some effort but he managed to unhook it. He felt Jenna catch her breath as the bra loosened.

Smiling to himself, Lucas turned her around slowly, staying at tit level. Now he had a face full of her cleavage. He didn’t think twice. He shoved his face right between her warm breasts, feeling the soft weight of them press against his cheeks. They felt full and welcoming. Jenna stood there silently, her face bright red, but she didn’t pull away. Lucas took his time, moving his face slowly between them, breathing her in. Only after a long moment did he grab the front of her bra with his teeth and pull it off her body completely as Jenna brought her hands to the front as instructed, to aid him.

He raised both hands in triumph, still clenching her bra in his mouth like he had won something. When he looked at Jenna she was smiling at him, a small shy smile that the command probably helped create. Lucas dropped the bra from his mouth and turned to check on the rest of the cheerleaders.

All of them now stood with their hands behind their backs and their tits out. Some bras hung loose or had fallen to the floor around their feet. A few girls were breathing harder from the effort, faces flushed from the close contact with their teammates. The five-minute timer had clearly pushed them to move fast. The Black girl had finished another set of laps and was bent over waiting for her next spanking, ass plump and waiting.

Lucas smiled to himself as he looked at all the bare tits now on display. They were ready to be played with.

Lucas spanked the black cheerleader hard on her ass again. His hand landed with a loud smack that echoed across the gym floor. She was visibly exhausted now, her dark skin soaked in sweat that made it shine under the lights. Her breathing came in heavy gasps, chest rising and falling fast from all the laps she had already run. The repeated trips around the hall plus the spankings were clearly wearing her down, but she stayed bent over exactly as ordered, hands touching her toes, ass presented for him.

Surprisingly, she let out a sound that was almost a moan when his palm connected. Her thick ass cheek jiggled from the impact and the corners of her mouth turned up in a small smile even as her body tensed. She straightened up slowly, legs a little shaky, but the look on her face wasn’t pure discomfort. There was something else there now, something the commands were pulling out of her.

Before she started her next set of laps, she turned around to face him. Sweat dripped down her neck and between her breasts. “Should I take off my bra as well, sir?” she asked, voice steady despite how tired she looked.

Lucas nodded.

She didn’t hesitate. She reached back with both hands, unhooked the bra, and let it slide down her arms. Her tits spilled out, full and heavy with dark nipples that had hardened in the cool gym air. She tossed the bra onto the growing pile of discarded clothes on the floor without any extra fuss, then turned and started running her laps again. Her bare tits bounced with every step, sweat flying off her skin as she went.

‘That was hot,’ Lucas thought to himself. He watched her ass and tits move as she ran the perimeter of the gym. Despite everything he had already done today, turning his own mother into a begging dog and fucking her, making Miss Harding write lines on her own body in a tiny skirt, turning Megan into a cum-swallowing secretary and reducing Coach Torres to a naked worshipper, this felt like another level. These cheerleaders were getting more into it the more he pushed them. They weren’t just obeying. Some of them were starting to lean into it, almost craving the next command.

His cock was painfully hard again, straining against his pants. The constant sounds around him didn’t help. In the background, Megan kept the steady rhythm going with the kendo stick, cracking it across Camila’s ass and tits while the coach moaned and licked the petite bob-cut girl’s pussy without stopping. The petite girl’s moans had grown louder, her hands gripping Camila’s hair tighter as she rocked her hips against the older woman’s face. Every few seconds Camila would gasp out another “I love you, Lord Lucas! You are my God!” before diving back in.

Lucas needed a premium pussy to calm himself down. His eyes fell on Jenna Blake.

She stood there among the other topless cheerleaders, her DD tits fully exposed now after he had pulled her bra off with his teeth. They looked even better bare, full, round, with a natural bounce that the bra had been holding back. Her strawberry blonde ponytail had loosened a little from the earlier activity and a light sheen of sweat covered her fit body. She still had that nervous but eager look in her green eyes, the one that told him the commands were working deep inside her head.

Another idea started forming in Lucas’s mind as he stared at her. He knew what he wanted to do next.

Note:

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