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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.