Chapter 3
Jamie came awake drowning.
At first she thought the boys had decided to throw her in Luce Park Lake and kill her. She flapped her arms and legs frantically, trying to swim to safety. Then she realized what was really happening, and she wished they had just drowned her.
They were pissing on her.
Twenty boys were standing around her in a circle, and there were dozens more holding their cocks in their hands, waiting for their turns. The streams of piss were hitting her everywhere. They splashed over her tits, forming a quickly rushing piss river through her silky cleavage. They soaked her hair, matting her lustrous black tresses flat against her head. They tattooed her between the quivering lips of her pussy, filling her cunt more full of burning, piss than it had been of jism. Gummy clots of cum washed out of her pussy.
Piss splashed into the crack of her ass, burning the stretched, torn mouth of her pulverized shitter. Piss filled the tiny cup of her navel and made the creamy skin of her leg and flanks and stomach sparkle wetly. Boys pissed on her hands and feet and arms and neck. Every inch of her gorgeous young body was soaked with piss. But the worst was the piss that hit her in her face. Jamie gagged on the mouthfuls of piss that gushed into her open mouth. Her eyes burned at the piss that splashed into her eyes. She couldn't even draw a breath because of the piss that flowed up her nose. At least ten of the boys who surrounded her were aiming their streams of piss at her beautiful, upturned face. Their combined streams of piss hit the gorgeous cheerleader with the force of a fire hose blast.
The piss quickly washed away the crusted cum that painted the teenager's sexy young body. As the second rank of boys stepped up to take their turns, Jamie's lean, sinuous body was clean of jism and glistening with piss. She looked like a sexy water nymph, soaking wet from the sea. Only the awful smell and the look of sickened humiliation on Jamie's face would have revealed that she was being drenched in piss, not water. Jamie could barely comprehend what was happening to her. They were pissing on her, pissing on her like she was nothing but a filthy toilet, an open sewer, a fucked-out whore who would let her customers do anything for a twenty dollar fee. The boys pissing on her showed Jamie what they really thought of her, what she really represented to them.
Then her cunt began to get hot.
"Stop!" she gasped, still gagging on the piss that flooded into her open mouth. "Stop it, you lousy bastards! You can't do this to me! I'll get you all!"
"Shut up, slut!" Gary shouted, and suddenly he pounced on her, wrapping her piss-soaked hair in his powerful hands and slamming her head against the ground. "Open up your mouth, you hot-assed little cunt! Open up your mouth, cheerleader, I'm going to piss down your cocksucking throat!"
He pounded Jamie's head into the piss-muddied ground a dozen times, making the world tilt wildly and dark spots dance in front of Jamie's eyes. Then he stuffed his cock between her swollen lips and started hosing his piss down her throat.
"You've got a lot of things to learn, Jamie slut!" Gary growled, filling her stomach with his burning piss. "They teach us tactics in our school, and they teach us about how to break the enemy! You're the fucking enemy, bitch, and we're going to use your slutty little ass in our plans! We're going to win that fucking football game this week, and you're fucking going to help us! Understand?" Jamie nodded her head frantically, choking on the strong stream of piss Gary was squirting down her throat. For some reason her battered pussy was squirming and her clit was buzzing with excitement.
Without warning, Pat plunged his cock inside the tiny, swollen mouth of her cunt and started pissing. A climax ripped its way through Jamie's sleek young body, making her thrash and tremble.
"We're going to break your pissy little ass," Pat said with a smirk, emptying his bladder inside Jamie's tortured pussy. "And then we're going to train you to do a little job for us. We can't brain-wash you, because an air-headed cheerleading slut like you probably doesn't have a brain, so we're going to pussy-wash you instead!"
Jamie choked on piss. Piss sizzled its way into her torn, wounded pussy. Then Dave dropped onto the ground and fucked his huge cock up her shitter. When he started pissing up her asshole, Jamie nearly went out of her mind.
"We're going to fuck you up so bad you won't even recognize yourself. whore," he said, fucking his cock deeper up her asshole while he force-fed her a piss enema. "You still think you're a high-class little piece of ass, but we're going to change all that shit. By the time we're fucking done with you you'll know you're nothing but a cheap, piece of shit whore. We're going to mark your ass for life, you stuck-up gutter-slut."
Jamie cried, thrashing and twisting between the three evil cadets. These were the leaders, the popular seniors who must have planned her kidnapping and assault. She knew the other kids would go along with whatever these three told them to do.
Their piss filled her mouth and cunt and asshole, burning her and drenching her and turning her on. Jamie's lean, sexy body twisted and hunched on the two cocks that were spewing piss up her fuck-holes.
Her mouth milked Gary's pissing cock until her flat little tummy felt bloated with his waste. But she couldn't seem to stop cumming as they filled her helpless young body with their piss. The boys could see her excitement and they mocked her for it, making her feel more degraded -and more excited- than ever.
When they had finished, piss was running from her cunt and asshole. Piss dripped from her lips, too, and Jamie kept her mouth open, expecting the last few boys to take their turns pissing on or in her lovely, soiled body. Instead Gary yanked her hands above her head and Pat tied a leather leash around them. Dave grabbed the end and began to pull her through the alley.
Jamie tried to crawl, but each time she managed to make it to her hands and knees one of the boys would kick her back down. After a few tries she was too beaten and exhausted to do anything but let herself be pulled along after the big cadet. The other guys followed, dancing around Jamie's twisting body.
They kicked her and spit on her. Some of the boys jacked off on her, and the boys who hadn't gotten a chance to piss on her in the alley washed the fresh cum away with stinking streams of urine. The boys tore away the few scraps of her cheerleader outfit that still clung to her sleek, sexy body.
A couple of the boys pulled out their belts and striped Jamie's perfect, creamy ass with lines of fiery red. Jamie whimpered in pain, jerking her ass from side to side in a desperate attempt to escape the brutal whipping. A few of the boys even kicked her in the head, as though they wanted to kick her to death.
Dave dragged Jamie into one of the campus buildings. The beaten young beauty tried to get up when she saw him dragging her toward the stairs, but one of the boys kicked her hands out from under her, and another planted his foot on her sexy ass and flattened her on the floor. A moment later Dave yanked her onto the stair-case, and Jamie tumbled helplessly down.
The boys laughed and cheered as Jamie bounced down the steep staircase. Dave stepped out of her way and let her fall almost to the bottom. It was only two steps from the landing that the sexy young cheerleader pulled up short, and that was because she had reached the end of her leash. The leather bit into her wrists until they bled, and the sudden, painful jerking of her arms and shoulders was almost worse than the battering fall down the stairs.
Dave pulled her down the second staircase just as he had the first. By the time Jamie hit the floor of the basement she was barely conscious. Her svelte young body was so full of pain that even breathing made her cry with agony. When she saw what was waiting for her in the darkened basement, she cried with fear as well. The boys had constructed a torture chamber, and Jamie could see that she was to be its first victim. There were whips and paddies on the wall, branding irons in a dark metal heater, leather and rubber clothing hanging on hooks. There were other things in the room that Jamie didn't even recognize, but everything looked dangerous, everything looked as though it had been designed to inflict pain on the body and break the spirit.
"Please!" she whispered, staring up at the leering faces that surrounded her. "Please, I'll be good! I'll be your good little whore!"
"Who the fuck wants you?" Pat said with a maniacal laugh. "You don't know how to fuck, you don't know how to suck - shit, cheerleader, you don't know how to do shit! About the only thing you're good for is getting pissed on, and we've already done that!"
"The rest of you guys head out," Gary said, walking to a strangely altered exercise bike and making some adjustments. "Me and Pat and Dave will hook her up and take the first shift. We don't want to attract any fucking attention. Does everybody know when their shifts are?"
The rest of the boys nodded and began to shuffle from the room. For long moments Jamie lay still and stunned on the floor, until all the boys except Dave, Gary, and Pat were gone. Then Pat locked the basement door.
For some reason Jamie was more frightened than ever to be alone with just these three. She began to cry helplessly as she looked up into their evil faces. When Pat walked toward her with one of the rubber outfits from the wall, she could contain her fear no longer.
"I'll be yours," she said, her voice cracking."You guys can do anything to me you want. I'll be your girlfriend... I'll be your whore for as long as you want. I promise I will. Just please let me go. Please don't hurt me."
"Put this on," Pat said, throwing the rubber outfit in her face. "I'm going to time you, and every minute it takes you to squeeze your slutty little bod into that baby means ten lashes when you're done taking your first lesson."
Dave unfastened the strap that held Jamie's hands together, and the three older boys watched while the beautiful sophomore cheerleader pulled on the shameful rubber costume.
It took all the energy Jamie had just to roll to her knees and unfold the black rubber outfit. When she slipped her foot into the right leg of the outfit and realized how hard it was going to be to put it on, she cried like a baby.
Jamie was a slender, tiny girl, but the rubber jump suit was half her size. The rubber was so thin that it molded to every bump and contour on her sexy body. It was so tight that it made Jamie think she might smother if she put it on. It took every ounce of strength she had to pull it up her long, lean legs. By the time she had stretched it painfully around her lush, creamy thighs, Jamie collapsed on the floor, completely exhausted.
"Three minutes," Pat said with a disappointed sigh. "You've got a long way to go, piss-drinker."
The crotch of the leather suit was slit, revealing the swollen pink lips of Jamie's cunt and the tight, dark crevice of her ass. Jamie's slender arms trembled with the effort of pulling the skintight rubber up over her full, sexy ass. She squirmed over the floor like a sexy snake. She looked like some lewd exotic dancer, twisting and jerking her sexy little body across the cold basement floor.
"She's perfect," Gary said, jerking on his long, hard cock. "Look at those pretty little tits. Every fucking jock at that stupid school will cum all over himself trying to get at her."
"Fuck that," Pat said as Jamie pulled the rubber slowly and painfully up her torso. "The little slut's got the best ass I've ever seen. And those legs are unbelievable. They'll fuck her until they can't stand up, much less play a fucking football game."
Pulling the rubber suit over her tits was the most painful part of all. The rubber crushed her perky tits, flattened them against her chest and spread them until they looked like two soft, comfortable pillows.
There were holes for her nipples, and with her tits crushed so cruelly by the tight rubber, the tiny nubs of flesh swelled and throbbed. Her nipples spiked out unbelievably hard and long.
Pat leaned over and pinched them until Jamie squirmed with pain and cried for him to stop. He just pinched them harder, then checked his watch.
"Six minutes, Jamie-bitch," he said with a shake of his head. "That means sixty lashes. Shit, you're not going to have any skin left on that sweet little ass by the time I'm done with you."
"Whore, you've got a lot of proving to do!" Dave growled as Jamie pulled the rubber over her arms and onto her shoulders. She almost broke her wrist zipping it up her back. "Far as I'm concerned, you've got little-girl tits, a stuck-up face, and a scrawny body! And you don't know how to fuck or suck worth a shit! You better shape up fucking fast, or there's not going to be any of you fucking left by the time the game rolls around!"
Jamie collapsed on the floor, the rubber suit finally on. The three cadets gathered close around her.
"Shit," Dave said, raspy-voiced with lust. "Look at the bitch now."
Every line and curve of Jamie's sleek, sexy body was molded by the rubber suit. Her long, lean legs, full, curvy ass, hourglass waist, and high, proud tits all looked as though they had been coated in a thin layer of shining black paint. The plump bulge of her pussy jutted obscenely through the tight rubber. Even the way the exhausted, sexy cheerleader moved, her svelte body writhing slowly, sinuously with pain and fatigue, added to the sexiness of what the boys were seeing. Each of them was tempted to call the other boys back in and let the gangbang continue. A bitch as sexy as Jamie needed constant fucking.
But there was something else she needed too, and that was training. Dave grabbed her by a handful of her hair and hauled her roughly to her feet.