Hazed by the Head Cheerleader Part 2 [21F/22F/38M] [NonCon] [FemDom] [Teacher/Student] [Face Sitting] [Public] [Humiliation] [Anonymous Sex]

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There was something intoxicating about Olivia; she didn’t pay me very much attention, except when she was yelling commands during cheer practice or pulling my mouth towards her pussy afterwards for my weekly ‘contribution’ to the team. Despite this, I found myself craving her approval and doing whatever she said, even when I didn’t want to.

I think she sensed that I was slowly getting used to the weekly post-practice sessions. Even being recorded eating her pussy wasn’t as humiliating as I first found it; the videos hadn’t leaked and I’d learned how to make her cum, so I felt safe assuming they were for her personal use and I even started to feel a small thrill at that morsel of attention she was giving me, although I sensed I wasn’t the first she had hazed like this. Sometimes she would make other girls in the team pleasure her and we’d all watch, strangely envious of who she had chosen. Like I said, she was intoxicating, and she had that effect on everyone.

She came up to me once, near the end of the day.

“Be in the back of the library after class ends,” she said it casually but there was a steely command underneath.

I nearly said no (I had plans afterwards) but when she trained her eyes on me, I crumbled.

“Yes, mistress,” I mumbled, lowering my eyes. She smiled sweetly and left.

The library was quiet at this time, but not empty. A small handful of people sat at the desks, eyes unblinking as they desperately crammed. I quietly made my way to the back, behind the towering shelves of textbooks. Olivia was there, the same smile on her face. She clicked her fingers and pointed at the floor. With a nervous glance over my shoulder, I obliged, and lay on my back.

Without saying anything, Olivia placed herself over my head and lowered herself into a kneeling position so my mouth was pressed against her already wet pussy. She was in her usual cheerleading gear but without her panties, as she often liked to do. Instinctively, I began lapping at her, the taste of her arousal familiar.

She was facing away from me, so after a few minutes I felt her lean forward and pull up my skirt. As part of the hazing, she had ordered me not to wear panties; something that had humiliated me only a few weeks earlier and now just felt normal. However, feeling her expose my naked pussy in the library, where there were people just a few feet away, was making my pulse quicken. I tried not to let it effect my services and continued on the way she liked. My tongue swirled around her clit before parting her lips and dipping deep in her pussy. Olivia began to grind against my tongue, a sign that I was doing the right thing. But then she said something that made me freeze.

“D’you like what you see?”

I didn’t know who she was talking to and instinctively, I tried to clamp my legs shut but Olivia held them open with an iron grip.

“I didn’t tell you to stop, Little Slut,” she warned me, as my mouth had stopped working in shock. Quickly, for fear of her wrath, I kept going. But I could feel the heat of humiliation creeping up my neck as she began playing with my pussy in clear view of this stranger.

Olivia’s fingers toyed with my lips, parting them and exposing me further. Worse, I knew I was wet, my pussy begging for attention from her.

“I shouldn’t,” the stranger whispered, too low for me to recognise the voice.

“But you want to,” I could imagine the sly smile on Olivia’s face. “We won’t tell anyone.”

“I’m… I’m a teacher,” the stranger replied, to my horror. This didn’t seem to bother Olivia, who ran a finger around my clit. My thighs shuddered in response.

“See,” Olivia whispered. “She wants it.”

She stroked my thighs, opening them further. Despite myself, my pussy was throbbing with heat; the idea of Olivia using me this way, humiliating me, was making me hornier than ever. I didn’t want this stranger to fuck me but I wanted to do whatever she said. The stranger apparently was the same because the next thing I felt was his hands on my knees, spreading my legs.

Panic shot through me but I remained calm, moving from Olivia’s hole to her clit and sucking it softly. I was doing this for her, I reminded myself as the teacher unbuckled himself.

“Fuck,” he breathed, the swollen head of his cock nudging my glistening lips.

“That’s it,” Olivia encouraged, which was all he needed to sink himself inside me.

I squealed against Olivia’s pussy, the feeling of being immediately filled by cock shooting pleasure and shock through my body. He wasn’t too long but he was thick, and his cock pressed against the walls of my pussy. The teacher began thrusting roughly, my lips gripping him and drawing him back every time he pulled out. His hands were on my inner thigh, pushing them apart as far as they could go while he took his pleasure from me.

“You like fucking your students, don’t you?” Olivia purred, causing his cock to throb inside me. Despite myself, I was enjoying the sensation of his dick stretching my hole, his shaft rubbing against something inside me that felt so good.

Olivia leant down so her torso was pressed against me. The teacher pulled out, leaving me feeling strangely empty and I wasn’t sure what was happening until I heard them.

The teacher was still thrusting, I could tell by his legs hitting off my thighs, and there were sloppy noises coming from Olivia. I realised he had pulled out so he could fuck her mouth. I desperately hoped she would finish him off but the idea was quickly dashed when he moved from Olivia’s mouth back to my pussy after a few minutes.

He continued to alternate between us, taking his fill from my hole before moving to Olivia and pushing his cock past her lips and down her throat. She seemed to take it in stride, softly gagging on his thick cock before he would plunge it back inside me.

“You want to cum inside her?” Olivia was still leaning down and had started running her tongue over my clit in between remarks. The jolt of pleasure was enough to distract me from the teacher cream-pieing me and I bucked my hips against both his cock and her tongue.

“Fuck,” the teacher grunted, his cock twitching. Olivia gently sucked my clit, her tongue running between me and his cock as he pumped.

“Go on,” she whispered. “Cum inside her. Fill the dirty slut up.”

The teacher groaned, his cock buried to the hilt as he came. I felt him flood my insides with warmth as he gasped and gripped my thighs. His softening cock withdrew and I knew his cum would be leaking out of my freshly-fucked hole.

“You’d better get out of here,” Olivia told him. “But we’ll see you again soon.”

I heard the teacher scarper off and Olivia wasted no time in hungrily eating his cum from my pussy. My jaw was aching but I was renewed by the feel of her finally servicing me back, even if it was just to lick the sticky cum an anonymous teacher had dumped inside me.

Her mouth was soft and warm; my orgasm was building quickly and I could tell the same was for her. Watching me getting fucked against my will had made her so aroused, she had been flooding my mouth while I did my best to lap it up.

We 69’d for several more minutes before I felt myself cum, the weeks of build-up and frustration exploding through my body. Olivia pinned me down while I shuddered and squirmed, until her own orgasm followed. Only then did she finally release me, my face wet with her juices but my pussy cleaned of cum.

“You did well, Little Slut,” she cupped my face gently. “You keep this up and I’ll make sure you feel good afterwards, understand?”

“Yes, mistress,” I nodded, looking up at her with big eyes.

“Good,” she smiled. “Because I have a few more things in mind for you.”

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