The great cheer game

It probably shouldn't surprise me anymore but Cow has completely gone off the deep end at this point. First of she had me record this horrific message. She even had the gall to ask me if she should erase my memories of it! I politely(because how else?) declined. Her bullshit attempt of soothing me, by telling me that her plan was absolutely foolproof hardly helped to easy my worries.

“Well, you will play a big role in this plans success so I just want to make sure you give it your all”

I want to strangle her. I want to strangle her. I want to strangle her.

So what is this plan? If it didn't involve me as the grand prize it would actually be fucking hilarious. Both Volleyball clubs have entered a bet of sorts, involving a game. The winner will get the losers as their personal cheerleaders and servants for an entire year. The game was somehow supposed to be rigged into the Wildcats favor, but I have no idea how, Maybe Cow bribed the ref or purchased a magic ball that will avoid the guys. Or maybe she made a deal with the fucking deity that **** me into this nightmare. At this point nothing would faze me.

There was almost no audience, which felt a bit weird as the only spectators beside myself where Cow and Lindsey. And Cutie I guess. The little twerp was busy serving the girls some refreshments and was rewarded with either a headpat or a slap on the butt. He was fully clothed for once, probably a good thing. The last I needed was for the girls to get distracted. He did offer the guys some refreshments as well, but they refused. Smart move, I hope Cow's whole plan didn't hinge on poisoning them.

Soon enough the game started. I don't give a shit about volleyball, but I played a bit of ping-pong in my childhood which is basically the same thing. Shouldn't be too hard to follow what's going on.

For the first few minutes or so both sides appeared to be evenly matched, with their star players usually scoring a point. That Rina girl in particularly looked like a demon. I wonder what it would feel like to get spanked by that strong backhand of hers....what the hell am I even thinking?

Still..didn't the Leaders have the slight advantage? Not to perpetuate a stereotype but it is simply a fact that males are physiologically stronger. Since both teams consist of able bodied athletes, it should be obvious that the guys would win. Furthermore, beach volleyball is usually played on...well a beach right? This is clearly a hard court. No wonder the guys accepted this bet so readily. Wait....was this perhaps all according to Cow's plan? What if she wanted the guys to win all along?

“Relax.” Cow patted my hand. “This is all according to plan.”

I'm fucked.

“Still”, Lindsey began. “I guess it is about time for plan B.”

“I concur.” Cow nodded gravely. “Gina, please remove your top.”

Huh?

“W-wait!” But of course my hands where already moving on their own and soon enough my upper half was only covered by a nice lacy bra.

“Hey guys!” Lindsey chirped cheerfully. “Look over her! Boobies!”

Suffice to say the guys did and liked very much what they saw. Meanwhile I was absolutely mortified. We girls all had front row seats so there was nothing to shield me, except for my hands.

Blaff!

Such a lapse in concentration did not go unpunished as Rina quickly scored a point.

“You horny fuckers!”, screamed the Leaders Captain. “Concentrate on the game!”

This did get their head back in the game quickly enough. I suppose there really was too much at stake here as that a half naked girl would be able to serve as a big enough distraction. In the end the guys won the game to great fanfare.

“Game! Leaders!” The referee announced and the Leaders high fived each other.

Wait what? It's over already? Are you fucking kidding me?

“All because you covered up”, said Lindsey with a sigh.

“I say! Tell me Gina do you want to become a fucktoy?”

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

“Calm down. Volleyball matches go until the first team wins three games. This is just the beginning.”

To be sure, on the Court both teams got in position once more. At the very least it didn't look like the loss has devastated the Wildcats, but the Leaders clearly had the morale advantage right now.

“Plan C?” Lindsey grinned.

“Plan C”, Cow agreed. “Gina, play with your cunt, also give us some good moans.”

My head felt like it would burn off any moment as my hand slipped inside my pants.

Even if the guys did their best to ignore me, they could still hear my rather loud moans. I am not sure how much of this was because I had to obey or because I wanted to. As awful as this is, losing would be even worse.

As if the situation wasn't awful enough my mind was once more filled with images of me getting humiliated by Cow. I was getting turned on by the situation as well. Because of that my acting was very convincing, if I do say so myself. Too convincing even, it started to have an effect on the girls as well. Some of them got very flustered.

“And I even warned them”, Cow sighed.

“To be fair, Gina is pretty hot. I bet if Marel was here, she would **** her on the spot.”

Since the Wildcats couldn't bring their A game either the game evened out. I was somewhat distracted but I could tell that the girls tied with the boys at first, before the guys pulled ahead again. The score stood 1:2.

“One more win for the leaders and you will literally be fucked.” Cow stated matter of factly. “I like using literally correctly.”

Of course you do, you vile demon cow!

“As much as I am sure Gina would enjoy this right now....” Lindsey smiled giddy with glee. “Shall we proceed as planned?”

“I guess It can't be helped. Execute Plan T.”

“With pleasure.”

Lindsey moved behind me. When it comes to things I never want to have behind me, Lindsey ranks pretty high.

“Focus, you maggots, focus!”, screamed the captain of the Leaders.

To my horrors I could feel Lindsey fiddling with my bra.

“Just keep playing with yourself and remember to look dignified.”

$#@!}°€!

“Oh look guys!” Rina started with a grin before her serve. “I think its about to get hot and heavy over there!”

Most of the players still managed to focus. But most is not all. One poor fool glanced in my direction and Rina mercilessly exploited that weak link. First point of game four got to the Wildcats.

Lindsey certainly took her sweet time, but she made just enough progress that it was clear she wasn't just screwing around. Of course, the guys where well aware that if they lose here, their fate would be sealed. But perhaps it was their lead, or simply their carnal desires that made some of them take a glance in my direction every now and then. Once more I couldn't help but appreciate the genius of it. They didn't need all of the boys to turn into horndogs. Just one was enough to give the Wildcats the advantage they needed.

Well, thinking about this was the only way for me to retain my sanity knowing that my breasts where just about to be exposed in front of a bunch of guys while I was furiously masturbating.

Lindsey waited for the most opportune moment and finally with great theatrics removed my bra. “Tadaa!”

“Kyaahh!”

My breasts sprung into view for all to see. I suppose they are slightly on the small side. Certainly compared to Cowtits bazookas, but that didn't meant I want to show them off to a bunch of horny guys!

“You can cover up in ten seconds.” Cow whispered to me.

Those next ten seconds where agony beyond comprehension and it was also pretty much a free for all for Rina and her teammates as they easily scored a point and tied once more.

Rina cackled maniacally. “Soon you will be my personal cheerleader, Ben! You better prepare some lube, given how fucked you soon will be.”

“10 Minutes timeout!”, screamed Ben. “In the locker with you all! Now!”

Given the state of their pants, I could imagine what would go on in that locker.

“Excellent, everything transpires according to my... *ehem* your design.”

“We are still only tied tough”, remarked Rina who walked towards us. “But I must admit I did not think you had it in you, Gina”, she grinned. “You are one hell of a mad queen.”

“Ha ha...yeah sure...” I said while grabbing my Bra from Lindsey. “Just...make sure you win this next game.”

“About that.” Lindsey started and looked at Cow. “You or me?”

“I”, Cow replied. “The stakes are too high. We have to make this as easy on her Grace as possible.”

Oh great, this doesn't sound ominous at all.

Cow stood up and showed me an elegant bow. “This way, your grace.”

And so I had **** but to follow Cow, to do god knows what next.