Hey guys I wrote this short story today. I did not detail it as much as some of my past ones. I want you to picture the details yourself. If you like it check out my first story Hentied.
"Please!!! I don't think I want to do this."
"Shut it Stacey," Veronica snapped. "You want to be a cheerleader right?"
"Yes, but did you have to tie me up so tight," I cried back.
"Stacey! We all had to do it," Michelle insisted. "Veronica, Zoe, and myself we were all tied up when we joined the squad. We were all freshman once. But now look at me, I'm the captain."
I noticed Michelle's smug grin growing. She was our school's cheerleading captain but I don't know what set her apart from the rest of the squad. The entire team, including myself, looked identical: tall, blonde and cute.
"So you're just going to leave me here. For how long." I screamed.
"For as long as we want," Zoe sarcastically stated in a bitchy tone.
"No, no, no," Michelle interrupted, "it's really not up to us sweetie. The boys football team gets to release you. You're their prize. Zoe, can you please do the honours?"
"Please," I yelled, "I won't scream or make any noise. I promise. Please Michelle."
My pleas not be gagged were useless. Zoe continued coming towards me with a fresh roll of sticky duct tape. Michelle and Veronica just hung back, arms crossed, with a smirks on their faces that showed they were satisfied with my humiliation.
"Please Zoe," I begged. She just stop right in front of me and grinned.
"Sparkling lip gloss," said Zoe. "The boys will love that."
"My arms and legs are really starting to hurt," I continued begging.
Zoe ripped off a large piece of duct tape which made that distinctive sound. I looked into her deep blue eyes for one last silent cry of desperation. It was no use. She stretched the long piece of shiny silvery tape across my face positioning the best spot to seal my lips. Before she moved in to silence me, I cried out "BIT....." Before I could finish my chosen word, Zoe shoved the tape over my lips.
"MMMMpphhhh," I cried.
"What's that cutie," Zoe said sarcastically. "I can't really hear you."
I noticed Veronica walking over to me. She didn't look too happy.
"Stacey!" She assertively stated. "That's not how freshman talk to sophomores. If you're going to be on the team. You have to do the initiation. We all had to do it."
"Mmmmmph," I meekly cried back. My eyes were lightly watering as they taped me so tightly to a spinning office chair. My hands were strapped down beside me to each armrest and legs were tied together my ankles and knees. I couldn't even really move my torso. They wrapped me to the back of the chair around my abdomen. It looked like they used a whole roll of duct tape for these five bonds. Probably why Zoe had a fresh role for my mouth.
"You'll be just fine." The voice came from behind Veronica and Zoe. Michelle then said, "the boys won't be too rough with you, hehe. Let's let our initiate dwell on her situation for the time being."
"Good call captain," giggle Zoe.
"Sweet dreams princess," smirked Veronica.
They all looked so bitchy now. All three girls walked towards the exit of the locker room. I briefly saw myself in the mirror before one of them turned the lights out.
"MMMMMMppppphhhhhh," I cried out into my tape gagged. Maybe the janitor could hear me. I tried a few more times: "mmmmmpppphhhhh, mmmmmmmppppph."
It was no use. Any cries for help went unnoticed. The only thing it did was hurt my stomach as the tight duct tape, holding me to the chair, felt ever so tight. I guess I'll just have to wait until the football team finds me or morning comes. I really don't want to wait until morning but I would hate to see what the football team does to cheerleader initiates. Everyone else had to do it, right? It couldn't be so bad.
I decided to pass the time spinning the chair slowly. My legs could softly push the ground and I could move at a pace that was fun and didn't make me dizzy. God only knows how long I had to do this for. I lost any track of time but I knew it had been a while.
Bang!
What was that? I heard what sounded like a door flying open. Whoever pushed it used so much force.
"What do we got here boys."
I couldn't see who said that. The voice came by the entrance and I couldn't see over the lockers. The lights came on temporarily blinding me. After a few seconds I got my vision back. Standing in front of me were four huge guys the size of gorillas. I Couldn't see their faces as they all had masks on. They all wore rubber Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle masks.
"This ones a cute," said the one wearing the purple mask.
"Indeed," agreed the orange one.
"We'll let's get this start," interrupted the red mask. "We haven't got all dayt."
That's the last moment of peace I remember. For about half an hour I was pushed, at full speed, around what seemed like every hall on the main floor of the school. "MMMMMPPPPHHHHH," I continued screaming into the tape. My gag, by this point, was losing its effectiveness. It only held to my face by my cheeks. However, my voice only came out as screams when I was being pushed. Even the tape that held me to the chair was getting a little bit lose as I was swung side to side.
The only break I got was when they got tired. It was little relief though as they just took it as an opportunity to spin the chair as fast as possible. "Ahhhhhh," was know the only the sound I made.
"You think she's had enough yet?" One of the hunks murmured.
"Nah, this is suppose to take all of third period," replied another.
"Let's keep going."
How much longer could third period be? Where are all the teachers? The few students I passed said nothing. Instead, they comically stared at me. They must have witnessed this spectacle before.
Fatigue had no effect on these morons. Whenever one tired another just took his place. I became so dizzy I lost track of everything. A nauseous feeling developed in my gut. It wouldn't go away. I didn't eat lunch today.
"Why isn't she puking," yelled the purple mask. "We've been at this for twenty-five minutes."
Really? This is our school's cheerleader initiation. Tie and gag a freshman to chair and make her soil her uniform.
"Hold up boys," I heard a deep voice and we stopped.
"What's up coach?"
It was the football coach. Maybe he could help. "Please, make it stop," I begged the man." My voice sounded muffled as I had to speak over the loose moist duct tape.
"Can't help you dear, Panther pride," replied the coach. Carry on gentlemen.
By now one corner of the duct tape had come off my face and it was hanging by a thread. My torture carried on for another ten minutes. I was barely conscious at this point and could only faintly yell "ahhhhh."
I was pushed into a dark room.
"What's happen.." I tried to mumble.
"Shut up," a voice interrupted. It was clearly Zoe. She had this real mono tone raspy voice.
The lights came on bright and I was in the locker room again. Before I could make any sound a rag was placed in my mouth and tied behind the back of my head. "Urghh," I grumbled.
"Easy panther, or should I say tiger. You're not a panther just yet hehe."
It was Michelle. After cleave gagging me, she walked in front to join the rest of the senior team.
"Has our dear Stacey passed the test," said a voice in the back.
"I don't see any puke," said another.
"Good job baby girl," stated Michelle as she walked towards me with a pair of scissors. "You're good. Maybe you can even be the top of the period."
She cut me free and some other girls removed the duct tape from my legs and arms. It was so painful because it stuck strongly to my skin. "MMMMMMMpphhh, arggghhhh," I screamed into the cloth.
"That's why the gag stays on until the end," smirked Veronica.
By the end of the ordeal I was escorted in front of the mirror. My long blonde hair was now a complete mess. A pair of hands removed the knot behind my head and the cleave gag fell to the floor.
Zoe looked at me as a peer now and said "did the boys notice your lip gloss."
I shook my head no as I still felt dizzy and had a hard time completing a sentence.
"We'll at least it helped the tape slide off," she giggled.
When I looked in the mirror the whole team was behind me. Michelle smiled and said "welcome to the team. You're now a panther. Practice after school everyday. NO EXCUSES"
I felt so proud.
"Now get to class," she yelled.
And that's the story of my initiation to become a cheerleading panther at my high school. Next year I'll harass the freshman girls.
Cheerleading Initiation
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Really nice story , good job , i wish i was in that school