Nina: The lesser of three evils - or was it?

"How about a hint?" Jessica pleaded some more, "If you could tell me what wishes you would make, I'd have a better way of choosing between them."

Kevin chuckled at that, "And where would the fun be in that? This is your punishment, not a simple pop quiz question you should get the right answer on!"

"None of the things they revealed are easy guesses, you know that! And no matter what I pick, you could make it heaven or hell for them in any case. So it won't matter what I pick, the final choice is with you!" She tried to explain her dire situation to him. He couldn't be so dense not to realize the impossible predicament he was putting her in - or maybe it was even worse and he did notice and didn't care... or even did it on purpose.

Kevin sighed. "Five... four..." he started counting down as if he hadn't a care in the world.

"Stop! Wait! This isn't fair! I haven't thought..." Jessica fell in a panic.

"Three..."

"You are asking the impossible!" She continued to plea.

"Two... one..." Kevin kindly gave her a short pause after the last number and Jessica took it.

"Nina!" Jessica shouted the name out, closing her eyes and praying that it wouldn't be too bad.

"There we go! Wasn't that hard, was it? Now give me a minute to think this over," he said with the widest smile on his face Jessica had seen on him for a while. Jessica, however, felt the exact opposite - she felt like she had just thrown Nina to a lion that was about to eat her.

"Is there any way..." she started to plea again, just to be shut up by Kevin groaning.

"I wish for you to stay gagged until time starts moving!" he barked at her.

The double sensation filled Jessica's brain as her pussy pulsated on the fifth wish in quick succession, and the only reason she didn't moan out loudly was her throat being filled by the red dildo. For a short second, Jessica wondered if it was always the same dildo or if her wish materialized a new one every time. And if it was the same, how would she explain to Ms. Littlewood that she got it back... would the teacher believe that Jessica stole it just to suck on it again?

Those questions left her mind again as Kevin added yet another wish to his growing list of **** words.

"I wish for you to always be the most revealing girl around! This is your part of the punishment, since I won't take it all out on your friends. Also don't interrupt me again or I'll make it worse!" he threatened. Not that he needed any more pressure on her; she sank down on her knees, pressing her thighs together, as this wish made her squirt a little puddle on the ground. Through waves of pleasure Jessica looked down to see her outfit and what it would change into.

She was struck by the surprise of no change whatsoever. Apparently people 'frozen in time' did not count as being 'around' so by default she was the most revealing girl, at least until Kevin restarted time.

Bastard.

He probably aimed only for Jessica's skirt to shorten half an inch or something, to make her stick out a bit more or something like that. He didn't realize the horrible fate he had put on her with that - Sam was a cheerleader, and Sam had to keep her pussy and butt revealed and open to access for him. Jess would be unable to be around her friend without revealing even more than her from now on...

Two minutes of awkward silence later Kevin nodded and proclaimed, "I wish for a new game to be popular now, called 'spank master'."

He watched Jess squirm on the new wave of pleasure leaking down her legs and despite having worded it previously into just one wish, he decided to make it multiple ones as he set the next sentence up like this, "I wish that everyone loves to play it and I wish that it is only played on Nina's butt."

He chuckled at the second orgasm he just **** Jess to have as he went on, "I wish that the rules of spank master are the following: Each player spanks Nina's butt. The winner is whoever makes her moan, scream, cry or otherwise audibly react the loudest. Since repeated spanks hurt more, the later players have an advantage. To balance that out, if you make her cum with your slap, the game ends instantly and you win." Kevin looked at Jess with a proud gaze, as if he wanted praise from her for coming up with something so complicated just to include spanking the cheerleaders backside.

"I wish that during cheer practice all arguments are resolved by playing spank master. Whoever wins the game wins the argument. Oh, and I wish that slapping her pussy is legal, but considered a 'foul move' so people will accept it but your reputation will suffer if you do it. And of course I wish that after each slap you have to take your hand off her butt after at most 3 seconds, or else people might start groping and fingering to get her off and win!"

At this point Jess was unable to hear the wishes he said audibly, because the pleasure he kept pushing into her body was numbing all senses she had. She was resting on the ground on her knees, her forehead pressed against the floor, screaming into the gag. Tears were leaking down her face and dripping on the ground, as her pussy was **** into the third... or was it the fourth orgasm already? Sadly for Jess, she did not need to hear a wish for her to grant it. She heard them inside her head, instead of with her ears, and she felt each and every one of them becoming true.

Much to Jessica's horror, as she regained her senses - somewhere between ten seconds and five hours later - and looked over her shoulder she saw Kevin sitting behind her, looking straight at her raised and fully revealed backside. She felt humiliated beyond anything that had happened before, since she knew that he just watched her squirt on the grass. And to make it even worse, she couldn't even say anything about it, due to the gag, again.

"I am quite happy with how this turned out, but just so you know, if you make me punish you again, I will include your backside as a playing ground for spank master as well," he said and then, without giving Jessica any time to stand up or at least pull down the skirt over her proudly presented butt - and her overflowing pussy - he continued, "I wish for time to continue."

This **** Jessica into a horrible choice. Would she first cover her butt to stay a bit decent, or first take out the gag? If she didn't take it out, she couldn't imagine how weird she would look now; his wish no longer gave any reason for her to wear it, so she would look just like a normal girl who decided to wear a giant dildo gag during practice. But if she fixed the gag instead, that would mean her friends would get a prolonged look at her privates... and the 'new buffet' she just prepared for them.