Man up!

Terrified of the thought of Ash being brought into her sick games, blood rushes to your head and you don’t hear the third option. “Please, oh please let me have your cock all to myself Gina, I will make love to it anywhere and anytime. I will be your personal cumrag, just don’t touch Ash…”

Gina’s softening monster starts to perk up a bit more at your earnest plead into servitude. “So you want to be my personal bitch? At my every beck and call to get dicked 24/7?”

“Yes oh god please, Gina.” Wanting to show her your resolve, you go back to suckling on her enormous helmet.

“Know that I expect much if you are to do both your job and Ashley’s. I might even pass you around the team every once in a while, maybe as a reward for winning a big game.”

Even more impassioned to not let your girlfriend be the cheer squad’s shared cocksleave, you take Gina’s dick out of your mouth just long enough to continue to beg for that mantle yourself. “Your personal cum dump will happily take whosever cum you deem fit Lady Gina, I alone will be more than enough for you and your friends!”

At this, Gina’s pole immediately goes from half-mast to raging erection. “Alright slut, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but this is after all somewhat hard to believe.. “ she snickers, “so naturally you understand we have to test you first. Or of course I could just call Ashley here. She should come running if she hears her boyfriend is being held by the cheer squad.”

Understanding her meaning you get up and strip yourself of the tutu, but as you toss it on the ground you happen to see her discarded panties sitting by your feet. Still terrified of her threats on Ashley you try to get creative and step into the lacy black g-string and pull them snugly around your micropenis.

“Oh my god you really are turning out to be just a little bitch aren’t you. Let’s go for the full effect here though. Crystal, you’re mostly his size go get your change of clothes for after school.” “Sure thing captain.”

You see one of the members, Crystal you just learned, go and rummage through a locker and bring back a pink bag. She tosses the bag at your feet. “Don’t pick the bag up, kneel down to open it,” Mirth radiating from her voice.

Trying not to think of how much cum has touched these cold floors, you kneel, open the bag, and take out the contents. Your heart sinks but steeling yourself you put on the hot pink push up bra, and similarly coloured crop top. The top has a knot in the middle showing off your nonexistent abs and cute bellybutton. Next up is a black pleated miniskirt, with a light pink stripe through each pleat. Standing up, you put the skirt on and look at the last item on the bench. Sitting there are three inch black high heels, barely casual enough to not be called ‘fuck me’ shoes. Wearing them, you tottle to your feet and await judgment.

“Wow you actually look really cute, bitch. Only thing left is to pretty you up with some makeup. Oh but don’t worry I’m not wasting any of my cosmetics on you just yet, a facial will do just fine. Bailey, have you been slow jerking it this whole time?”

“Mmm yea, you know I get off on edging pretty hard, I started even before you railed the slut”

“Perfect, slut go crawl over to Bailey and beg her to paint your pretty little face in white. Oh and I want at least one shot right in your mouth but don’t swallow.”

You hesitate here, she already told you she was going to pass you around but you didn’t think it would be so soon. Seeing this Gina pushes the big red ‘Do what I say’ button again, “Would you rather have Ashley do it for you?”

Hurriedly dropping on all fours you crawl your way over to Bailey, and beg. Throwing away any last shred of dignity you might have had before walking in this room, you plead for a girl you have never really met to allow you to relieve her of her ball cream. In fact this is probably the first sentence you have ever said to her, and it’s to beg for cum like a street whore.

“Oh please Lady Bailey will you graciously allow this thirsty slut the pleasure of your cock. Please let me bath in your superior sperm. Coat me in your cum so that the whole school will know what I am.”

“Oh, and what are you, then?” Asked Bailey.

Staring straight at her cock the last piece of you finally breaks and you give the only answer that matters anymore.

“I am a bitch.”

“You may begin, but no hands.” She says while dick slapping you in the cheek.

You open wide and inhale her dick as fast as you can, you have already come this far for Ash, theres no going back.

Inch by inch you make it deeper each thrust, gaining almost a perverse pride at doing a good job, each moan a complement of the highest order. Finally her nuts rest on your chin and her pubes in your nose. The only thing you smell is the overwhelming musk of ball sweat. You wonder if she has even showered for a few days with this much intoxicating flavor.

The minutes creep by unnoticed as you make love to her bitch breaker, drunk off of her musk. You start to wonder at some point why your reward is taking so long and look up into her steel blue eyes in confusion.

“Didn’t I say it earlier? I’m a master at edging and orgasm control. My longest record was with that slut Brad, hard fucked his ass for an hour and a half.”

Terrified you remember that the cheer squad is only the first of the clubs to use this room after school.

Seeing the terror in your eyes, Gina pipes in, “This is after all a test sweetheart, if she doesn’t cum by the time the rest of the teams come to change, then you won’t just be my cum dumpster anymore. You’ll be the public meat toilet.”