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THE WHITE COLLEGE CHEERLEADER AND THE TWO BLACK GIRLS??
INTRODUCTION
???? This story is a work of fiction but actually based on a story that happened on my college campus. I have pictures of the actual people involved, wearing their cheerleading outfits. However, in light of the situation, I will merely retell the tale and embellish it a little here and there. There will be the obligatory name change, to protect the innocent, and change a few location names but keep the rest intact.
??? It was the spring of 200*, my Senior year, that it all started. Well, that I started to hear about it. It began easily enough, just some rumors here and there, some whispers. And one day I was eating in the Commons (cafeteria) and did notice something strange. There was a table of girls sitting by me, cheerleaders. I was an art major so I didn?t have too much contact with cheerleaders or athletic teams. And after they all left, when one of them, a pretty little blonde, who seemed to be dressed just a little on the slutty side, stayed after and cleaned off the table for all of them. Just kind of strange I thought, but with all the sororities on campus there were always girls doing all kinds of strange things. I?ve seen girls who had to go a week without a bath, or wear weird costumes, like the girl who had to dress like a pig and ?oink? for yes and no, or the girl who had to dress like a donkey, or the cow. There is even some girl who has to jog around campus half naked.
???? As I finished my meal one of my friends sat down, Jimmy. Now he was a loud, obnoxious sort of character, the man?s man kind of guy that is fun to be around when you drink beer and watching football, but you would not want him around when you were trying to meet a girl. ?Dude, did you see her?? He asked. ?See who?? I replied. ?Dude, like that was her. That was really her.? He said, hitting me in the arm. ?That was Jessica?. Now, for some reason that name did not ring a bell in my head. Then he said, ?Dude, like Jessica, the cheerleader, the lesbian bondage girl. You know, the one into the black girls?.
???? To be honestly truthful, I didn?t believe him. Just the idea of lesbians and bondage and black and white girls, on my campus, in my dormitory, in central Mississippi of all places, seemed as likely as a UFO landing in the swimming pool.
??Dude, remember, I was telling you about her. Jessica, the cheerleader, you just saw her cleaning the table. She lost a bet or something and now has to do everything the two black cheerleaders tell her to do, Samantha and Lakeesha. Dude, it?s like allover school, she is into it, some kind of lesbian s/m freak. They say you can hear her getting spanked and crying and getting fucked by them in her room. Dude, like where have you been, lay off the bud man, their room is almost across from yours.?
That is when it hit home, and I automatically knew exactly what room he was talking about, it had to be the one. It had to be Room 427. There was this red light in the room at night and loud music thumping in the night. Wow! And one night, I remembered it now, very distinctly, one night I thought I saw a girl walking around naked in the room before the curtains were closed. But, I remembered that the curtains were closed by someone else other than the girl who was naked, which meant that there were at least two girls in the room. And one was walking around naked. It does sound like a cheap thrill, but trust me that is more than enough to get a college boys mind racing with ideas and possibilities.
This began a little investigation on my part. I found out that not only was it true, but possibly hundreds of people knew about it by the time I found out. I went to their practice at the football field and sure enough, there they were. I?ve collected what stories I could, and my best friend, John?s girlfriend, Connie, is in room 425, right next door. And she told me it was ?all true? and some of the things she heard going on in their room. I?ve kept the team picture with them in it. What follows below is as close as I could get to what happened????????..
FALL 200*????
??? It was the first day of school, and you could feel the excitement in the air. New friends got to see each other again. Throughout the Girls Dorms as US* you could hear the squeals of delight and giggling, as girls jumped around and exchanged summer time romances and class schedules.
???? It was also Jessica ******?s last semester at US*. An attractive girl, natural blonde, blue eyed, tall and slender. You could tell by just how she walked, talked and acted that she was a cheerleader. Athletic, robust, full of energy and an overwhelming need to attract as much attention as possible. Be it in her pigtails, her bright colored clothes, or her loud voice or last but not least, her sexual charm, she was really a beautiful girl, who knew she was beautiful.
???? She was to be assigned a new roommate, and while she tried as hard as she could to get one of her friends into the room, her plan worked, but backfired in so many ways. Yes, they gave Jessica the privilege of having a fellow cheerleader as a roommate, but I do not think in her wildest dreams did she anticipate who walked into the room. Samantha.
???? Samantha ***** is a one of two black cheerleaders on the cheerleader squad. Samantha is a slightly taller girl than Jessica, with a lot more muscle, a very pretty girl, with large eyes and an overly large mouth, with gorgeous thick lips and an overly endowed body. If you would dress her up in an expensive gown, do up her hair, she would be absolutely stunningly beautiful. However, when she spoke, her language gave away her true origins, and she jokingly always would refer to herself as a ?ghetto girl?. And it was popular knowledge that the two of them, Samantha and Jessica had exchanged a few words, none of which were good.
???? So Samantha stood in the doorway. ?Hey girl! I waun?t tha? bed.? She said, pointing to Jessica?s bed. Which was already covered in her sheets, and hid her luggage on it. ?Did you hear me?, Samantha snapped, ?I waun?t tha? bed?.
???? Jessica didn?t know what to do. Of all the people in the world to pick from the cheerleaders to room with her, they had to pick her. Oh well, she thought, all I have to do is make her happy for the moment and then I can get a new room or a new roommate. ?Sure, Samantha, you can have it. I don?t want to bed by the window anyway.? So she leaned down and started to pull the sheets of the mattress. ?Here, le? me help you?, Samantha asked. And walked up, grabbed a hold of the blankets and pulled them all off with one tug, throwing the to the ground. ?There you go?, she said. Jessica was silent, and leaned over and started to pick them up. ?And get you shit off the windowsill, that is my space. And I don?t know who tha? white boy is, so pull tha? poste? off the wall?.
???? Jessica just stood there for a moment, shocked. ?I?m goin? down to ge? the rest of my clothes, and when I come back I wan? you shit gone, understand. If I see any of it, I will throw it away!? And with that, Samantha turned and walked out.
???? (I can only imagine her thoughts at the time) Jessica stood there for a few seconds, still now sure what just happened and then not sure of what to do next. She already unpacked her stuff from home, and some of it was expensive and if that girl came back up here and threw it in the trash it would break. ?Fucking bitch!? Jessica said, and quickly picked up her ball of linens, and put all her stuff back in her suitcase, even taking down her Jon Bon Jovi poster.
???? She was a little hot from her work (the average temperature in Mississippi is 85 degrees with about 90 percent humidity) and just as Jessica was about to leave the room to go complain to the desk to have a new room, Samantha walked back in.
???? ?The room looks better?, she said. ?Now, aren?t yo gonna help me.? And she pulled in her luggage into the room. Again Jessica pondered the situation and decided the best course of action would be to play along with the game. Keep her happy until she can get a new roommate. So, while everyone laughed and joked around them, Jessica and Samantha unpacked Samantha?s clothes, folding them nicely and putting them into the top three drawers of the cabinet. ?You ge? the las? two, at the bottom, ok?? Samantha asked. ?Ok?.
???? By this time in the afternoon, it was starting to get hot. And you could hear the hum of air conditioners. ?Samantha, it?s getting pretty hot in here. Let?s close the windows and cool it off?. Samantha turned and looked at Jessica, ?Girl, I never turn on the air conditioner, I like it hot. Why? You getting hot? Too hot for you?? ?Um, no, it?s not too hot, I guess?. ?Here girl, help me with this stereo?. And within minutes her stereo was connected, and blasting with rap music.
???? ?Kind of loud?, Jessica protested. ?So, what you gonna do about it, huh?, Samantha said, as she walked toward Jessica, pushing her up against the bathroom door. Then slowly, Samantha lowered her head close to Jessica?s face, ?I said, what you gonna? do about it. Because it is just the two of us in this room, and I would just love to kick yo? fucking prissy white ass here and now. Understand me, bitch. I?ve been thinking abou? this for weeks, and I got Jeremy to give me this room. You are gonna? be mine, bitch?. And with that, Samantha slapped Jessica in the face, ?Slap!?
???? Jessica just stood there, now in complete shock and horror. The red hand marks on her white skin starting to sting and show on her cheek. ?I want you to strip for me! NOW!? Samantha barked, and slapped Jessica on the other side of the face, ?SLAP!? This time, Jessica?s head rocked a little. Samantha grabbed Jessica by the hair and pulled her face up, ?Did you understand me, bitch. I said strip, or I will slap you again!? And Samantha raised her hand in the air over Jessica.
???? (What to do? What to do? Oh god, I can?t believe this! What to do? Anything besides get slapped again) Jessica instinctively reached down to her shirt and started to pull it up. Only to be caught in the realization of what she was doing. ?NO! I will ???.?, and before she could finish her sentence, ?SLAP!?, Samantha?s hand came down against Jessica?s face, harder than before. ?Strip, bitch!?
???? (I?m so embarrassed, what to do? I have to, I have to, I have to pull my shirt up in front of this black girl, god I hate her. I hate her!) And slowly, Jessica had to pull her shirt up, over her head, throw it to the ground, and stand there in her shorts, panties and bra. ?Now the bra, bitch!? Samantha barked. ?NO! I ????, and then ?SLAP!? came Samantha?s hand.
???? Being cheerleaders, they all had stripped naked in front of each other before, but that was so different, there were towels, and doors to clothes, this was so degrading, so humiliating. And slowly, Jessica put her arms behind her back, unfastening her bra, and pulling it down over her shoulders, exposing her tits. While she did have nice bit pink nipples and her areola was larger than usual, she had relatively small tits. And she had to stand there, trying to cover them. ?Now the shorts!? Samantha barked. And by now, Jessica had enough of getting slapped in the face and she took then off, sliding out of them, to stand there, wearing only her white panties.
???? ?What a pathetic sight, take those off, bitch!? Samantha barked again, her voice drowned out by the loud rap music. ?How dare???, ?SLAP!? was Jessica?s only reply. So she had to strip, naked, in her own dorm room, on the first day of school in front of one of her rivals on the cheerleading squad.?
???? ?Now you are gonna? get something tha? has been commin? to you fo? a long time, bitch. Now bend over and put yo? hands on the bed?. And with that, Samantha grabbed Jessica and forced her down onto the bed, her naked ass sticking up in the air. And before she could do anything, Samantha pinned Jessica to the bed and started to slap her ass, ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!?
???? ?Yo? is a fuckin?? ?SLAP!? ?upitty? ?SLAP!? ?arrogant? ?SLAP!? ?stupid? ?SLAP!? ?white? ?SLAP!? ?BITCH? ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?And put yo? head in tha? pillow so no one hears yo?, or do yo? wan? them all to hear yo??? Samantha yelled over the sound of the music.
???? And Jessica, scared, confused just buried her face in the pillow and grabbed it and pulled it around her face to muffle her screams. ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?FUCKING!? ?SLAP!? ?ARROGANT!? ?SLAP!? ?WHITE!? ?SLAP!? ?BITCH!? Over and over again Samantha worked on Jessica?s ass, turning it from a white, to a pink then a deep red, marked with purple marks and a few bruises from Samantha?s rings. And Jessica had to take it, bury her head in the pillow and scream and cry, but knowing that no matter how bad it was it would all be over the second she left the room. Police, parents, the college staff, everyone.
???? ?Now stand up, bitch!? Samantha barked. Jessica stood up, naked, shaking, sweating, crying, her ass burning, trying to wipe the tears from her face, sobbing and gasping for breath. As Jessica turned, she saw Samantha walk over the clothesline that Jessica forgot to take down, and take two clothespins off the line. ?What did I tell yo? about cleaning up, bitch!? And with that that, Samantha grabbed Jessica, the first time she ever felt ebony skin touch her own, and to be naked, and put one of the clothespins right on her left nipple. Jessica let out a yell, and Samantha put the other one on her right nipple. ?OOOOOOUUUUUUUUhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?, Jessica screamed. ?Hush yo? mouth, bitch, want everyone to hear yo?, thinkin? yo? is likin? it! Now turn around!? And Samantha spun Jessica round. ?Raise your hands!? And Samantha grabbed Jessica?s wrists and raised them over her head. Then there was a sound, small, and faint and a flash. But poor Jessica?s mind was not in the right frame of mind to absorb all of the information at once.
???? ?click? ?flash? ?..?click? ?flash??..?click? ?flash?????Then Jessica turned around and saw Samantha with her cell phone, taking pictures of her. Panic! Complete and utter panic! ?click? ?flash???..?click? ?flash???? Jessica tried to cover herself but it was too late. Samantha spun her around and took a few of her red ass. ?click? ?flash? ????click? ?flash????..?click? ?flash????..
???? Samantha had not only pictures of Jessica naked, but it was much worse then just that, she was naked, with clothespins on her tits and her ass was spanked red. Complete panic. Utter horror. What was she feeling, I can hardly imagine? But the idea, just the idea of being the blonde cheerleader, and having my black rival with pictures of me like that, I would be absolutely terrified. What she could do with them? Who she could show them to? What I would have to do the get them back?
???? ?Now bitch, I wan? one good one! Understand! Now put yo? hands against the wall! NOW!? Samantha barked. ?I already have dozens of pics of yo? stupid white ass, so one more won?t hurt none.? And reluctantly, in a daze, Jessica put her hands against the wall, naked, clothespins on her tits. ?Now turn and look at me, bitch?. And Jessica had to turn her head and look at her. ?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash????. ?Now, bitch, spread those legs for one more!?. And poor scared, shaking, terrified, Jessica had to spread her legs. ?Wider! Wider bitch!? Samantha ordered. And Jessica had to follow it. ?click? ?flash? ???click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash????? And before Jessica could move, Samantha stuck the camera up between her legs and? ?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash????.. And she had it, Samantha took close-up pictures of Jessica?s spread wide pussy. And Jessica pulled her legs together and sunk to the floor, crying.
???? ?NOW! Get your lazy crying white ass off the floor and into the bathroom! NOW!? Samantha yelled. And she grabbed Jessica and pulled her into the bathroom.
???? The bathrooms at US* were shared, so both rooms were connected by the bathroom. Each bathroom had locks on the inside, however, privacy was limited due to the unusually cheap, thin and hollow doors. So when they were in the bathroom, they could probably hear the girls next door moving in. Connie and her friend Jennifer talking about the summer romances and class schedules.
???? ?Now, grab the shower rod, bitch?, and Samantha took Jessica?s hands and wrapper her fingers around the shower rod, making her spread her body. Then Samantha turned on the hot water, full blast, and within moments it was hot enough to start to steam. ?Yo? is gonna stand like that until I come get yo?, understood?? Samantha said, as she closed the door behind her.
???? How long she stood there in the burning hot steam? Well, Connie says there were afternoons where they steamed up the whole room and hers. Sometimes they would hear Jessica in the bathroom crying, the hot water running, and they would knock on the door and ask her if she was ok, and every time Jessica would stop crying and say something like, ?Yes, I?m ok, thank you?.
???? Moments later, Samantha came back into the bathroom. Jessica turned and tried to look away, still too embarrassed and shocked to even think, when she felt something touch her skin. She jumped. ?Stupid bitch, stand still.? ?SLAP!? The sound echoed in the small confines of the bathroom. Jessica was sure that whoever was next door to her heard that one for sure. And she was silent and stood still. Then she realized what Samantha was doing. She was using lipstick and writing on her back, and the words were, W-H-I-T-E, and on her lower back, B-I-T-C-H, and on her ass S-L-U-T. And then the sounds again, ?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash?????click? ?flash????.. Jessica could only hang her head in complete and utter shame. Then she felt the lipstick marker again, on her shoulders this time, ?oh??.god no?.oh please?..no??..ohhhhhhhnnnnnnnnoooooooo?, Jessica begged quietly, because, it was her name Samantha was writing, J-E-S-S-I-C-A *-*-*-*-*-*, in red lipstick on her own shoulders. So now, Samantha had pictures of her, naked, spanked, wearing clothespins, sweating like a pig with the words, JESSICA ****** WHITE BITCH SLUT on her own body.
???? And without a word, Samantha left her standing there, in the swirling steam and closed the door again. Jessica stood there, too terrified to know what to do. There was her exit, right next to her, and she was alone now, and all she had to do was turn the doorknob, but, she would have to walk into the neighbors room, naked, crying, with those words on her back, how could she explain that? And just when she would let go of the curtain rod she would remember, Samantha has those pictures. One wrong move and she could post them on the web, to everyone?s cell phones, even to her family and teachers.
???? Then she heard the one thing that she possibly feared the most, it was Samantha talking on the phone. ?Oh Vivian dear, do I have a surprise for you girlfriend. Check your phone?????..
???? Jessica?s heart skipped a beat. Vivian was the other black girl on the cheerleading squad, and they hate each other. It all started with, I?m told, with Jessica?s remark to Vivian, ?Why do you walk strut around and talk like you are Madonna?? At which time Vivian answered, ?Because, you spoiled little cunt, I?m from bloody England.? That led to a huge fight last semester that almost resulted in them actually exchanging blows. Jessica had pulled and ripped Vivian?s shirt, half the school saw her tit, well, she was still wearing a bra but that didn?t seem to matter, then the fight was broken up and they have been kept separate since that time.
???? ?That?s right girlfriend, guess who that is, you won?t believe it????, Samantha cooed on the phone.
???? Jessica started to cry?????..
PART II
???? It was only just
the beginning???????
THE WHITE COLLEGE CHEERLEADER AND THE TWO BLACK GIRLS??
INTRODUCTION
???? This story is a work of fiction but actually based on a story that happened on my college campus. I have pictures of the actual people involved, wearing their cheerleading outfits. However, in light of the situation, I will merely retell the tale and embellish it a little here and there. There will be the obligatory name change, to protect the innocent, and change a few location names but keep the rest intact.
??? It was the spring of 200*, my Senior year, that it all started. Well, that I started to hear about it. It began easily enough, just some rumors here and there, some whispers. And one day I was eating in the Commons (cafeteria) and did notice something strange. There was a table of girls sitting by me, cheerleaders. I was an art major so I didn?t have too much contact with cheerleaders or athletic teams. And after they all left, when one of them, a pretty little blonde, who seemed to be dressed just a little on the slutty side, stayed after and cleaned off the table for all of them. Just kind of strange I thought, but with all the sororities on campus there were always girls doing all kinds of strange things. I?ve seen girls who had to go a week without a bath, or wear weird costumes, like the girl who had to dress like a pig and ?oink? for yes and no, or the girl who had to dress like a donkey, or the cow. There is even some girl who has to jog around campus half naked.
???? As I finished my meal one of my friends sat down, Jimmy. Now he was a loud, obnoxious sort of character, the man?s man kind of guy that is fun to be around when you drink beer and watching football, but you would not want him around when you were trying to meet a girl. ?Dude, did you see her?? He asked. ?See who?? I replied. ?Dude, like that was her. That was really her.? He said, hitting me in the arm. ?That was Jessica?. Now, for some reason that name did not ring a bell in my head. Then he said, ?Dude, like Jessica, the cheerleader, the lesbian bondage girl. You know, the one into the black girls?.
???? To be honestly truthful, I didn?t believe him. Just the idea of lesbians and bondage and black and white girls, on my campus, in my dormitory, in central Mississippi of all places, seemed as likely as a UFO landing in the swimming pool.
??Dude, remember, I was telling you about her. Jessica, the cheerleader, you just saw her cleaning the table. She lost a bet or something and now has to do everything the two black cheerleaders tell her to do, Samantha and Lakeesha. Dude, it?s like allover school, she is into it, some kind of lesbian s/m freak. They say you can hear her getting spanked and crying and getting fucked by them in her room. Dude, like where have you been, lay off the bud man, their room is almost across from yours.?
That is when it hit home, and I automatically knew exactly what room he was talking about, it had to be the one. It had to be Room 427. There was this red light in the room at night and loud music thumping in the night. Wow! And one night, I remembered it now, very distinctly, one night I thought I saw a girl walking around naked in the room before the curtains were closed. But, I remembered that the curtains were closed by someone else other than the girl who was naked, which meant that there were at least two girls in the room. And one was walking around naked. It does sound like a cheap thrill, but trust me that is more than enough to get a college boys mind racing with ideas and possibilities.
This began a little investigation on my part. I found out that not only was it true, but possibly hundreds of people knew about it by the time I found out. I went to their practice at the football field and sure enough, there they were. I?ve collected what stories I could, and my best friend, John?s girlfriend, Connie, is in room 425, right next door. And she told me it was ?all true? and some of the things she heard going on in their room. I?ve kept the team picture with them in it. What follows below is as close as I could get to what happened????????..
FALL 200*????
??? It was the first day of school, and you could feel the excitement in the air. New friends got to see each other again. Throughout the Girls Dorms as US* you could hear the squeals of delight and giggling, as girls jumped around and exchanged summer time romances and class schedules.
???? It was also Jessica ******?s last semester at US*. An attractive girl, natural blonde, blue eyed, tall and slender. You could tell by just how she walked, talked and acted that she was a cheerleader. Athletic, robust, full of energy and an overwhelming need to attract as much attention as possible. Be it in her pigtails, her bright colored clothes, or her loud voice or last but not least, her sexual charm, she was really a beautiful girl, who knew she was beautiful.
???? She was to be assigned a new roommate, and while she tried as hard as she could to get one of her friends into the room, her plan worked, but backfired in so many ways. Yes, they gave Jessica the privilege of having a fellow cheerleader as a roommate, but I do not think in her wildest dreams did she anticipate who walked into the room. Samantha.
???? Samantha ***** is a one of two black cheerleaders on the cheerleader squad. Samantha is a slightly taller girl than Jessica, with a lot more muscle, a very pretty girl, with large eyes and an overly large mouth, with gorgeous thick lips and an overly endowed body. If you would dress her up in an expensive gown, do up her hair, she would be absolutely stunningly beautiful. However, when she spoke, her language gave away her true origins, and she jokingly always would refer to herself as a ?ghetto girl?. And it was popular knowledge that the two of them, Samantha and Jessica had exchanged a few words, none of which were good.
???? So Samantha stood in the doorway. ?Hey girl! I waun?t tha? bed.? She said, pointing to Jessica?s bed. Which was already covered in her sheets, and hid her luggage on it. ?Did you hear me?, Samantha snapped, ?I waun?t tha? bed?.
???? Jessica didn?t know what to do. Of all the people in the world to pick from the cheerleaders to room with her, they had to pick her. Oh well, she thought, all I have to do is make her happy for the moment and then I can get a new room or a new roommate. ?Sure, Samantha, you can have it. I don?t want to bed by the window anyway.? So she leaned down and started to pull the sheets of the mattress. ?Here, le? me help you?, Samantha asked. And walked up, grabbed a hold of the blankets and pulled them all off with one tug, throwing the to the ground. ?There you go?, she said. Jessica was silent, and leaned over and started to pick them up. ?And get you shit off the windowsill, that is my space. And I don?t know who tha? white boy is, so pull tha? poste? off the wall?.
???? Jessica just stood there for a moment, shocked. ?I?m goin? down to ge? the rest of my clothes, and when I come back I wan? you shit gone, understand. If I see any of it, I will throw it away!? And with that, Samantha turned and walked out.
???? (I can only imagine her thoughts at the time) Jessica stood there for a few seconds, still now sure what just happened and then not sure of what to do next. She already unpacked her stuff from home, and some of it was expensive and if that girl came back up here and threw it in the trash it would break. ?Fucking bitch!? Jessica said, and quickly picked up her ball of linens, and put all her stuff back in her suitcase, even taking down her Jon Bon Jovi poster.
???? She was a little
hot from her work (the average temperature in
???? ?The room looks better?, she said. ?Now, aren?t yo gonna help me.? And she pulled in her luggage into the room. Again Jessica pondered the situation and decided the best course of action would be to play along with the game. Keep her happy until she can get a new roommate. So, while everyone laughed and joked around them, Jessica and Samantha unpacked Samantha?s clothes, folding them nicely and putting them into the top three drawers of the cabinet. ?You ge? the las? two, at the bottom, ok?? Samantha asked. ?Ok?.
???? By this time in the afternoon, it was starting to get hot. And you could hear the hum of air conditioners. ?Samantha, it?s getting pretty hot in here. Let?s close the windows and cool it off?. Samantha turned and looked at Jessica, ?Girl, I never turn on the air conditioner, I like it hot. Why? You getting hot? Too hot for you?? ?Um, no, it?s not too hot, I guess?. ?Here girl, help me with this stereo?. And within minutes her stereo was connected, and blasting with rap music.
???? ?Kind of loud?, Jessica protested. ?So, what you gonna do about it, huh?, Samantha said, as she walked toward Jessica, pushing her up against the bathroom door. Then slowly, Samantha lowered her head close to Jessica?s face, ?I said, what you gonna? do about it. Because it is just the two of us in this room, and I would just love to kick yo? fucking prissy white ass here and now. Understand me, bitch. I?ve been thinking abou? this for weeks, and I got Jeremy to give me this room. You are gonna? be mine, bitch?. And with that, Samantha slapped Jessica in the face, ?Slap!?
???? Jessica just stood there, now in complete shock and horror. The red hand marks on her white skin starting to sting and show on her cheek. ?I want you to strip for me! NOW!? Samantha barked, and slapped Jessica on the other side of the face, ?SLAP!? This time, Jessica?s head rocked a little. Samantha grabbed Jessica by the hair and pulled her face up, ?Did you understand me, bitch. I said strip, or I will slap you again!? And Samantha raised her hand in the air over Jessica.
???? (What to do? What to do? Oh god, I can?t believe this! What to do? Anything besides get slapped again) Jessica instinctively reached down to her shirt and started to pull it up. Only to be caught in the realization of what she was doing. ?NO! I will ???.?, and before she could finish her sentence, ?SLAP!?, Samantha?s hand came down against Jessica?s face, harder than before. ?Strip, bitch!?
???? (I?m so embarrassed, what to do? I have to, I have to, I have to pull my shirt up in front of this black girl, god I hate her. I hate her!) And slowly, Jessica had to pull her shirt up, over her head, throw it to the ground, and stand there in her shorts, panties and bra. ?Now the bra, bitch!? Samantha barked. ?NO! I ????, and then ?SLAP!? came Samantha?s hand.
???? Being cheerleaders, they all had stripped naked in front of each other before, but that was so different, there were towels, and doors to clothes, this was so degrading, so humiliating. And slowly, Jessica put her arms behind her back, unfastening her bra, and pulling it down over her shoulders, exposing her tits. While she did have nice bit pink nipples and her areola was larger than usual, she had relatively small tits. And she had to stand there, trying to cover them. ?Now the shorts!? Samantha barked. And by now, Jessica had enough of getting slapped in the face and she took then off, sliding out of them, to stand there, wearing only her white panties.
???? ?What a pathetic sight, take those off, bitch!? Samantha barked again, her voice drowned out by the loud rap music. ?How dare???, ?SLAP!? was Jessica?s only reply. So she had to strip, naked, in her own dorm room, on the first day of school in front of one of her rivals on the cheerleading squad.?
???? ?Now you are gonna? get something tha? has been commin? to you fo? a long time, bitch. Now bend over and put yo? hands on the bed?. And with that, Samantha grabbed Jessica and forced her down onto the bed, her naked ass sticking up in the air. And before she could do anything, Samantha pinned Jessica to the bed and started to slap her ass, ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!?
???? ?Yo? is a fuckin?? ?SLAP!? ?upitty? ?SLAP!? ?arrogant? ?SLAP!? ?stupid? ?SLAP!? ?white? ?SLAP!? ?BITCH? ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?And put yo? head in tha? pillow so no one hears yo?, or do yo? wan? them all to hear yo??? Samantha yelled over the sound of the music.
???? And Jessica, scared, confused just buried her face in the pillow and grabbed it and pulled it around her face to muffle her screams. ?SLAP!? ?SLAP!? ?FUCKING!? ?SLAP!? ?ARROGANT!? ?SLAP!? ?WHITE!? ?SLAP!? ?BITCH!? Over and over again Samantha worked on Jessica?s ass, turning it from a white, to a pink then a deep red, marked with purple marks and a few bruises from Samantha?s rings. And Jessica had to take it, bury her head in the pillow and scream and cry, but knowing that no matter how bad it was it would all be over the second she left the room. Police, parents, the college staff, everyone.
???? ?Now stand up, bitch!? Samantha barked. Jessica stood up, naked, shaking, sweating, crying, her ass burning, trying to wipe the tears from her face, sobbing and gasping for breath. As Jessica turned, she saw Samantha walk over the clothesline that Jessica forgot to take down, and take two clothespins off the line. ?What did I tell yo? about cleaning up, bitch!? And with that that, Samantha grabbed Jessica, the first time she ever felt ebony skin touch her own, and to be naked, and put one of the clothespins right on her left nipple. Jessica let out a yell, and Samantha put the other one on her right nipple. ?OOOOOOUUUUUUUUhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?, Jessica screamed. ?Hush yo? mouth, bitch, want everyone to hear yo?, thinkin? yo? is likin? it! Now turn around!? And Samantha spun Jessica round. ?Raise your hands!? And Samantha grabbed Jessica?s wrists and raised them over her head. Then there was a sound, small, and faint and a flash. But poor Jessica?s mind was not in the right frame of mind to absorb all of the information at once.
???? ?click? ?flash? ?..?click? ?flash??..?click? ?flash?????Then Jessica turned around and saw Samantha with her cell phone, taking pictures of her. Panic! Complete and utter panic! ?click? ?flash???..?click? ?flash???? Jessica tried to cover herself but it was too late. Samantha spun her around and took a few of her red ass. ?click? ?flash? ????click? ?flash????..?click? ?flash????..
???? Samantha had not only pictures of Jessica naked, but it was much worse then just that, she was naked, with clothespins on her tits and her ass was spanked red. Complete panic. Utter horror. What was she feeling, I can hardly imagine? But the idea, just the idea of being the blonde cheerleader, and having my black rival with pictures of me like that, I would be absolutely terrified. What she could do with them? Who she could show them to? What I would have to do the get them back?
???? ?Now bitch, I wan? one good one! Understand! Now put yo? hands against the wall! NOW!? Samantha barked. ?I already have dozens of pics of yo? stupid white ass, so one more won?t hurt none.? And reluctantly, in a daze, Jessica put her hands against the wall, naked, clothespins on her tits. ?Now turn and look at me, bitch?. And Jessica had to turn her head and look at her. ?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash????. ?Now, bitch, spread those legs for one more!?. And poor scared, shaking, terrified, Jessica had to spread her legs. ?Wider! Wider bitch!? Samantha ordered. And Jessica had to follow it. ?click? ?flash? ???click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash????? And before Jessica could move, Samantha stuck the camera up between her legs and? ?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash????.. And she had it, Samantha took close-up pictures of Jessica?s spread wide pussy. And Jessica pulled her legs together and sunk to the floor, crying.
???? ?NOW! Get your lazy crying white ass off the floor and into the bathroom! NOW!? Samantha yelled. And she grabbed Jessica and pulled her into the bathroom.
???? The bathrooms at US* were shared, so both rooms were connected by the bathroom. Each bathroom had locks on the inside, however, privacy was limited due to the unusually cheap, thin and hollow doors. So when they were in the bathroom, they could probably hear the girls next door moving in. Connie and her friend Jennifer talking about the summer romances and class schedules.
???? ?Now, grab the shower rod, bitch?, and Samantha took Jessica?s hands and wrapper her fingers around the shower rod, making her spread her body. Then Samantha turned on the hot water, full blast, and within moments it was hot enough to start to steam. ?Yo? is gonna stand like that until I come get yo?, understood?? Samantha said, as she closed the door behind her.
???? How long she stood there in the burning hot steam? Well, Connie says there were afternoons where they steamed up the whole room and hers. Sometimes they would hear Jessica in the bathroom crying, the hot water running, and they would knock on the door and ask her if she was ok, and every time Jessica would stop crying and say something like, ?Yes, I?m ok, thank you?.
???? Moments later, Samantha came back into the bathroom. Jessica turned and tried to look away, still too embarrassed and shocked to even think, when she felt something touch her skin. She jumped. ?Stupid bitch, stand still.? ?SLAP!? The sound echoed in the small confines of the bathroom. Jessica was sure that whoever was next door to her heard that one for sure. And she was silent and stood still. Then she realized what Samantha was doing. She was using lipstick and writing on her back, and the words were, W-H-I-T-E, and on her lower back, B-I-T-C-H, and on her ass S-L-U-T. And then the sounds again, ?click? ?flash???.?click? ?flash?????click? ?flash????.. Jessica could only hang her head in complete and utter shame. Then she felt the lipstick marker again, on her shoulders this time, ?oh??.god no?.oh please?..no??..ohhhhhhhnnnnnnnnoooooooo?, Jessica begged quietly, because, it was her name Samantha was writing, J-E-S-S-I-C-A *-*-*-*-*-*, in red lipstick on her own shoulders. So now, Samantha had pictures of her, naked, spanked, wearing clothespins, sweating like a pig with the words, JESSICA ****** WHITE BITCH SLUT on her own body.
???? And without a word, Samantha left her standing there, in the swirling steam and closed the door again. Jessica stood there, too terrified to know what to do. There was her exit, right next to her, and she was alone now, and all she had to do was turn the doorknob, but, she would have to walk into the neighbors room, naked, crying, with those words on her back, how could she explain that? And just when she would let go of the curtain rod she would remember, Samantha has those pictures. One wrong move and she could post them on the web, to everyone?s cell phones, even to her family and teachers.
???? Then she heard the one thing that she possibly feared the most, it was Samantha talking on the phone. ?Oh Vivian dear, do I have a surprise for you girlfriend. Check your phone?????..
???? Jessica?s heart
skipped a beat. Vivian was the other black girl on the cheerleading squad, and
they hate each other. It all started with, I?m told, with Jessica?s remark to
Vivian, ?Why do you walk strut around and talk like you are Madonna?? At which
time Vivian answered, ?Because, you spoiled little cunt, I?m from bloody
???? ?That?s right girlfriend, guess who that is, you won?t believe it????, Samantha cooed on the phone.
???? Jessica started to cry?????..
PART II
???? It was only just
the beginning???????
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By STORMKING (M/fff, NC) This is a continuation of the The Cheerleader Carwash Caper story. The story's characters are fictional and are 18-years old. The idea for this story came from cheerleader car wash pictures someone shared with me a few months ago. A picture really is worth a thousands words or more. This article is fantasy and not real. Don't try this for real, or you may suffer an adverse change in your life status. I apologize for the lateness of this chapter, but...
I loved Saturdays. They were easily my favorite day of the week. There was something so great about them. Yeah, having no classes was nice. Yeah, the beer was great. Yeah, the football was pretty awesome. But my favorite thing about Saturdays was the cheerleaders. College hot cheerleaders. While I had a hardon for most cheerleaders from most of the nation's schools, the cheerleaders from my own school, Rasington University, were the sexiest of them all. Those firm breasts, those short skirts,...
EroticThe Cheerleader 'But mum, why can't I be cheerleader; Jenny is ? I want to be one to!!!' Mrs. Sherman looked at her eight year old son with exasperation. 'As I have already explained for the 100th time ? at your age only girls can be cheerleaders ? not boys.' 'But that's not fair' whined Kim 'not fair...' Mrs. Sherman looked at her son ? he was right; it was not fair, but there was not a lot she could do about it. The Eastwood Dolphin Cheerleaders only had junior programs for...
The Cheerleader Transformation Part 3 Chapter 1 Britney had her mom come pick her up and ran to her bedroom as soon as she got home. Her mom was furious with her, and kept questioning why her little sister Lizzie was so upset. Britney had remained silent; fearing talking at all would make her burst into tears. She collapsed on her bed and began sobbing. Her best friend was gone, lost in the abyss of Lisa's madness. She couldn't believe what was happening. Krissy was really acting...
Cheerleader Slaves By Heather2837 Chapter 3 - Capturing Chad Christy looked at her new Master with adoring eyes. Just hours before, she was strolling through the mall. Now, she was permanently bonded to her new Master. She could not imagine a more important thing in her life to do. Christy was cleaning her Master's cock off with her tongue. She simply could not get enough of his taste and she could not believe how delicious his cum was. She could not wait to get another load of...
Cheerleader What kind of students attend "Harvard on the Hill"? That's what we call it sarcastically - it's really just a two-year community college. Mostly for people who work by day and go to school at night. The full time students like me are people that for one reason or another couldn't get into a four-year school. Not that I'm not smart. I probably know more about computers than the teachers here. I can program them in six different languages, and I can take them apart and put them...
‘God, I’m hot’ Cathy thought to herself as she shifted in her chair. The August sun poured through the window behind her and made the sunburn she had on the back of her neck hurt even more. Ray Granger, the assistant principal of the high school where she’d attended as a teenager and hoped to be employed as a twentysomething, watched her carefully. His office wasn’t air conditioned, but very few places in the school were. A drop of sweat rolled down...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
Weekdays were the definition of dull, boring, and uneventful. There were classes, there was homework, there was having to stay sober, and there was very little free time. However, as dull and tedious as those weekdays were, they also made my Saturdays even better. Especially since I got to spend all of my Saturdays with my amazing girlfriend, Becca. Becca was a cheerleader at Rasington University, and she was very good at what she did. She always looked sexy in her skimpy blue and gold...
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