It had been seven days since Roughton University's Dean, Dick Hardown, met Courtney in his office and gave her some much needed discipline. Initially, Mr.
Hardown believed that that incident would have led to a great week. Instead, he ended up having to spend that entire week filling out paperwork. To make matters worse, Courtney was out of town.
Her grandfather had passed away, and she had to go to Michigan to attend his funeral that weekend. Yep. The law of averages was truly a bitch. Feeling bored, Mr. Hardown pulled out a camera from his desk and hit the playback button. When Courtney stopped by his office, he made sure that he filmed the entire "encounter." Mr.
Hardown re-watched footage from the event on his miniature camera. As he did so, he began to masturbate, stroking his cock as he watched himself seduce, arouse, and fuck Courtney.
A few minutes later, he reached the climax, had an orgasm, and ejaculated. A stream of cum squirted out of his cock. Unfortunately, his cum landed on several sheets of important paperwork. "Shit!" he yelled. He grabbed his jacket and attempted to wipe the cum off of his paperwork.
However, wiping his semen away only left a big smear on several of those pages pages. Mr. Hardown sat down and placed his head in his hands. If only time could move faster. Suddenly, he noticed something on his camera.
Jenna, Courtney's best friend, had also entered his office. A few seconds later, Courtney performed cunnilingus on Jenna while he jerked off into Jenna's panties. Upon seeing Jenna, Mr. Hardown immediately remembered something. Courtney was out of town for the weekend, but Jenna was still on the cheerleading squad. And she would be cheering in tonight's game against the Tinseltown Tigers. At that moment, Mr. Hardown had an idea. He quickly buckled his pants, zipped up his fly, and walked out of his office.
Mr. Hardown walked towards the football field. He needed to get dirt on Jenna. Something that he could legitimately use against her. However, her record was surprisingly clean. Therefore, his only hope was to obtain information that would allow him to exert his authority over her as the dean. The cheerleaders were currently stretching on the track. Their bodies truly were amazing. Mr. Hardown immediately spotted Jenna. She did a cartwheel and backflipped towards him. As she landed, she leaned forward, allowing Mr.
Hardown to look down her top. Jenna wasn't wearing a bra, and her boobs were quite visible. She looked up to see who she landed nearby. She smiled. "Oh, hi, Mr. Hardown!" she exclaimed. "How have you been?" "Lousy," he said. "I've been stuck doing paperwork.
It sucks." "You make sucking sound like a bad thing," she replied. Jenna gave Mr. Hardown a dirty wink. He shook his head. What a dirty little cheerleader. "You know full well that that's not what I meant," he said. "Alright, I have to go. Have fun." "Oh, don't worry," she answered. "I will." Jenna sprinted towards the football field. Her tiny miniskirt bounced up as she ran, and Mr. Hardown got a good look at her ass. Jenna's violet cheer panties were too small for her large ass as both of her cheeks hung out.
Mr. Hardown didn't have to ask if she deliberately ordered a smaller size. Suddenly, Mr. Hardown's dick shot upward. Shit! Mr. Hardown turned around and ran back to his car. He sat in his vehicle until he became calm, and his dick became limp again. Yes, Courtney was his favorite student, but Jenna was giving her best friend a serious run for her money.
Throughout the night, Mr. Hardown conversed with a bunch of people that knew Jenna, hoping to get some dirt on her.
Unfortunately, he was unsuccessful. Meanwhile, Roughton's football team had a night for the ages. They lost 63-0. At home. To a team that was 0-11. It was amazing that the football program hadn't being disbanded by now.
Mr. Hardown walked back to his car. On a week like this, it was typical that he had failed to achieve his goal. Tonight, he would have to settle for porn on his laptop. Suddenly, he spotted someone in a cheerleader uniform hiding underneath the bleachers. Mr. Hardown followed her. He was determined to see who it was and what they were doing. It was Jenna. Jenna pulled out a joint from her right sneaker.
She lit it up and began to smoke it. Boom! Mr. Hardown finally had something that he could use against her. He slowly pulled out his miniature camera, raised it up to his face, and took a few pictures of her smoking weed. He had his bargaining chip. He had his evidence. Now it was time for him to get some hot cheerleader pussy. Mr. Hardown calmly approached her. Jenna gasped as she tossed the joint away. "Hello, Jenna," he said, pretending to act innocent and unsuspicious. "Lovely night, isn't it?" "Yes, it is, Mr.
Hardown," she replied. She was hoping not to get caught, but it was too late. Mr. Hardown spotted the joint on the ground. He picked it up and showed it to her. "You know that smoking pot is not allowed on school grounds," he informed her. "And your cheerleader manual forbids you from using any drugs at any time." "Look, it's been a rough week for me, okay?" she moaned. "Courtney is out of town, and my girlfriend dumped me when she found out about what we did last week.
You know, when we." "Jenna, rules are rules," he said. "I'm sorry.
I'm going to have to remove you from the squad." "No!" she yelled, and tears immediately began to fill her eyes. "Please, Mr. Hardown!
Please! I have to stay on this squad! I'm begging you! Please don't take me off the squad! Please!" Mr. Hardown smiled. He had her right where he wanted her. "I'll tell you what," he said. "We can forget this whole incident if you do something for me." "Like what?" she asked. "Jenna, what the hell do you think I'm referring to?" he asked. He stared at her sexy body. "Oh!" Jenna yelled, as she realized what Mr. Hardown was suggesting. She reached underneath her miniskirt and dropped her panties.
She lifted her right leg and pulled them off of her shoe, tossing them to the ground. Mr. Hardown shook his head in disapproval. "What's wrong, Mr. Hardown?" she asked. "Don't you like fucking horny little cheerleaders?" "Jenna, we're on campus grounds," he said. "And we're outdoors. I might be crazy, but I'm not that crazy. We're going to go back to my house.
Then I can show you my brand of discipline." "Oh, right," she replied. "Sorry." She grabbed her panties and pulled them back on. "So where do you live by the way?" "Just follow me, and you'll find out," he answered. Mr. Hardown drove down Tiedeman Boulevard. Jenna sat in the passenger seat of his black 2011 Honda Civic. She had the mirror down as she ran a black comb through her blonde hair.
"Just out of your curiosity, do you take any pills?" Mr. Hardown asked. "You mean, am I on the pill?" Jenna responded. "Well, yeah. It's not like I have much of a choice. I can't stand the smell of latex. That and you can't taste a guy after he. well, you know." "Yeah, I feel you," Mr.
Hardown admitted. "That and it feels uncomfortable as hell." He was glad that he and Jenna were on the same page when it came to contraception. Mr. Hardown turned a corner and pulled into his driveway. They had arrived at his house. He pressed a button on his dashboard. The garage door opened, and he pulled his vehicle inside.
It was only a matter of time before he put his favorite vehicle into Jenna's personal garage. Mr. Hardown and Jenna walked into his kitchen. "Would you like a drink?" he asked her. "I have some lemonade. Is that okay?" "Sure," she replied. Mr. Hardown walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a pitcher of lemonade.
He grabbed a glass and poured some lemonade into it. Unbeknownst to Jenna, the lemonade contained a special sleeping pill. He handed the glass over to Jenna. She prepared to drink it, but he placed his left hand in front of her mouth. "Wait!" he yelled. "Are you sure that you want to remain on the squad?" "Yes!" she exclaimed. "I've told you this several times already! I need to be a cheerleader!" "Okay, then," he said. "You have been warned. Once you drink that, there is no turning back.
Your discipline will begin, and you will not be free to go until the lesson is over. However, if you choose to leave now, you will willingly forfeit your position on the squad. Do you understand?" "Look, Mr. Hardown, I love being a cheerleader," Jenna said. "It's my passion, and I will do whatever it takes to stay on this squad." And with those words, Jenna raised her glass and consumed her lemonade. She smiled. "Wow, this is really good," she admitted.
"I know it is," he replied. "To be honest, this is probably my favorite drink." "And why is that?" she asked. "Oh, you'll see," he chuckled.
Suddenly, Jenna began to feel drowsy. She tried to walk over to a chair, but she spun around in circles, unable to focus.
A few seconds later, she closed her eyes and passed out. As she fell to the floor, the glass flew out of her hand and shattered into several pieces. Mr. Hardown quickly picked Jenna up and took her to his basement. The real fun was about to begin. Mr. Hardown removed all of his clothes and tossed them onto the basement floor. He grabbed a bucket that was filled with cold water and ice off of his work table. He walked over to Jenna.
She slept on a bed in his basement. Her hands had been cuffed behind her back. Her shoes and socks had been removed, and her shoelaces had been used to keep her feet tied together. Mr. Hardown raised the bucket and dumped its contents onto her. Jenna woke up screaming. "What the hell?" she yelled.
"I told you, Jenna," he sneered. "This is discipline. If you want to stay on the squad and continue cheering, you will allow me to do this. But if this is too much for you to handle." "No!" she yelled. "I want to cheer! I need to cheer! I swear I'll do whatever it takes! I." "I know you will," he said. "Your willingness to do whatever it takes to stay on this squad is why I have brought you here. You see, I find you to be a very fascinating person, Jenna. Very slutty, but fascinating nonetheless.
And I want to see how far we can go together. So let's begin." Mr. Hardown walked up to her. He grabbed her miniskirt and flipped it up. He smiled. Jenna's pussy lips were visible through her thin violet panties. The panties were moist and ready for removal.
"Very nice," he said. "Now let's see what that pie looks like without anything covering it." Mr. Hardown grabbed a pair of scissors. He snipped the scissors together three times before he lowered it to Jenna's crotch. He breathed heavily as he cut the panties right off of her. Mr. Hardown pulled Jenna's ruined panties aside and stared at her pussy. It was pink and shaven, and her moist lips were begging to be touched. However, Mr. Hardown intended to satisfy his own genitals first.
"Sorry, my dear," he said. "In my home, the man always gets satisfied first." "But." "Silence!" he yelled.
"You are not to speak unless spoken to! Or you're off the squad!
Got it?" Jenna nodded, and Mr. Hardown smiled. He wrapped Jenna's panties around his cock and began to masturbate. Two minutes later, he came, smothering her panties with his warm cum. "There you go," he said. "That should give you something to eat." Mr. Hardown shoved the cum-filled panties into Jenna's mouth, immediately silencing her. Mr. Hardown grabbed Jenna's top and yanked it up and over her head.
He stared at her double D breasts. Yes, he had already seen her tits at the game, but they still looked pretty damn incredible. He grabbed several ice cubes and crushed them in his hands.
He slowly poured the ice cold water out of his fingers and onto her cute pink nipples. Within seconds, Jenna's nipples were erect and perky.
Then he placed two black clamps onto her nipples, tightening them as much as possible. Once he finished, Mr. Hardown grabbed two items off of the floor. The first item was Jenna's comb.
The second item was a broken glass. The glass had contained the lemonade that she consumed. "You broke one of my favorite glasses," he said. "So I'm going to have to punish you for that." He removed several pieces from the glass and carefully inserted them into her boobs. She moaned as the glass pricked her tits. However, he made certain that the glass didn't hurt her too badly. "Think of it as some new piercings," he added, hoping his advice would ease the pain.
Mr. Hardown grabbed an ice cube and shoved it up Jenna's pussy. She screamed as it melted inside of her. He took the comb and ran it across her pussy lips. Her breathing increased as the bristles cut into her twat.
Finally, he shoved the comb up and placed it carefully inside her pussy. "If that comb comes out of your pussy at anytime, then I'm going to make sure that you don't have any hair to comb," he told her. "You got it?" Jenna nodded. "Jenna, I must say, you have been a very naughty girl," he said. "Do you know what I think you need right now? I think you need a spanking." Mr.
Hardown spun Jenna around so that her face was turned away and that her ass was facing him. He immediately grabbed his belt from off the floor. He raised his belt into the air and spanked her ass several times. As he spanked her, he rotated his belt from cheek to cheek, making each whipping sting even more than the one that came before it.
She screamed as Mr. Hardown whipped her, but her muffled screams only turned him on more. Once Jenna's ass had turned red, and several belt marks were visible, Mr. Hardown tossed the belt aside. He grabbed her blonde hair and tossed her onto her back. Her skirt flew up, giving Mr. Hardown a great view of her cooch. He grinned. "When we last talked in my office, you said that I could have a taste of you next time," he declared.
"Well, my dear, it's time for you to keep your word." At that moment, Mr. Hardown leaned down, removed the comb from her body, and began to suck on her pussy. Jenna moaned loudly, but her panty-suppressed moans only made him want to suck harder.
Determined to push her to the brink, he pushed his tongue as deep into her as possible and bit her clit. A few drops of blood leaked out of it, but Jenna's pleasure overrode her pain. Deciding to heat things up, Mr. Hardown grabbed a love egg from his bedside table and pushed it into Jenna's pussy. He turned it on and put the egg on the highest vibration setting that was available.
As the egg vibrated in her pussy, Mr. Hardown gradually licked her clitoris. He also added two of his own fingers to her pussy, attempting to increase the sensation. Jenna screamed loudly as orgasmic waves shot through her body. Mr. Hardown picked up the pace, determined to find her G-spot and give her the best orgasm ever. Jenna screamed through her cum-soaked panties as Mr. Hardown finally succeeded. Suddenly, the love egg popped out of her pussy as her cum squirted out of her.
Jenna shrieked and fell back against the bed as she came all over the bed sheets. Mr. Hardown smiled "Good girl," he said, as he turned the love egg off.
He tossed the toy aside, leaned forward, and drank Jenna's cum. He made sure to drink all of it, refusing to leave a single drop for her. "Sorry, my dear," he whispered. "You're not allowed to watch this. My house, my rules." He grabbed his boxers off the floor, ripped them in half, and wrapped them around her eyes. Within seconds, he had turned his boxers into a makeshift blindfold. Mr. Hardown spun Jenna around, grabbed onto the back of her miniskirt, and rammed his cock directly into her pussy.
Mr. Hardown liked it rough, and that's the way he was going to give it to her. As he moved his cock through her pussy, Mr. Hardown grabbed a whip and used it to whip Jenna's ass. She moaned loudly as he simultaneously fucked her pussy and whipped her ass. Mr. Hardown grabbed an ice cube and pressed it against Jenna's pussy. They moaned as the cold ice melted on their genitals. The ice was so cold that the speed of their fucking rapidly increased.
Hardown screamed as he finally reached the climax. He couldn't hold back any longer. At the last second, he pulled out of Jenna, groaning loudly as he ejaculated.
He moaned happily as his cum squirted out of his cock and covered her miniskirt, ass, and pussy. Mr. Hardown collected his cum into a cup and walked over to Jenna. He pulled her panties out of her mouth, shoved the cup in front of her face, and forced her to drink the entire thing. Once she had finished, he pushed his cock into her mouth. She sucked on his cock, drinking the cum right off of it.
"Good girl," he said. "Now it's time to get cleaned up." Mr. Hardown undid the blindfold around her eyes, removed the pieces of glass from her boobs, cut off the knots around her bare feet, and uncuffed her. Once she was free, he began to get dressed. Jenna slid her top back on.
She found her shoes and socks and put those on too. However, she was unable to put her ruined panties back on. Mr. Hardown snatched the panties out of her hands. "Sorry, my dear," he said. "I'm going to be keeping these.
You know me. I always need to have a souvenir after a night like this. But don't worry. I'll make sure you get a new pair soon." "That's fine with me," she answered. Jenna turned around and walked up the basement stairs. She winced with each step that she took. Mr. Hardown immediately noticed that she was limping. Yep. That sex was pretty damn rough. As Jenna climbed up the stairs, her skirt bounced up and down, giving Mr.
Hardown a great view of her pussy and ass. He dashed up the stairs and smacked her ass as hard as he could with his right hand. Jenna yelped as she felt his hand strike her.
Mr. Hardown laughed as he unlocked the door, and both of them left his basement together. "Remember," he said. "You are not to utter a single word about this room. Or those photos of you smoking pot will be released. And your cheerleading days will be over. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir," she replied.
"I understand." Mr. Hardown smiled. He knew that Jenna would be forced to keep her word. The risk of talking was far too great.
Yep. Being in control felt pretty fucking good. "Thanks for a fun night," she said. "It's getting pretty late. We should probably get going." Mr. Hardown opened the front door and escorted Jenna outside. She walked over to the garage. However, Mr. Hardown did nothing but stare at her gorgeous body. Jenna turned around to face him.
"Hey, you're going to give me a ride home, right?" she asked. "A ride?" he asked. "Oh no, my dear. You have been a very naughty little cheerleader. So, as my final act of discipline tonight, I am going to request that you find your own way back home." "But it's really windy!" she cried.
"And it's cold! And I'm not wearing any panties! What if." "Hey, it is dark out," he said. "I'm sure no one will be able to see what's between your legs." As it turned out, Mr. Hardown was completely wrong. At that moment, a strong wind gust blew Jenna's miniskirt up, revealing her succulent pussy and ass. The sound of a car horn could be heard as someone drove past Mr. Hardown's house. The driver honked his horn at the slutty cheerleader.
Jenna immediately covered her pussy with her hands. Feeling some sympathy, Mr. Hardown called for her. "I'll tell you what!" he yelled. "You can come inside and spend the night here!" "Oh, thank you so much!" she cried.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jenna turned around and sprinted into his house. Mr. Hardown closed the front door behind her. At that moment, Mr. Hardown came up with a great idea. "You want to know what I've always wanted, Jenna?" he asked.
"Well, besides a fucking hot cheerleader?" "What's that?" Jenna asked. "A fucking hot cheerleader that was also a very obedient servant," he answered. "Hmm, I think I can do that," she replied. "Good," he said. "Now, let's get you to bed. When the sun rises, you can start cooking my breakfast. That should help cover your nightly rent for the time being." "Whatever you say, Mr. Hardown," Jenna answered. "Whatever you say." Mr. Hardown smiled, and the two of them headed upstairs to his bedroom.
Yep. Cheerleader discipline felt pretty damn good. And if tonight's events truly promised great things ahead, having a cheerleader that would slave away and serve him meals at his command would taste just as great.