BDSM Library - Story: My Sexual Evolution, Chapter: Part 10

My Sexual Evolution

By Christine

PART 10 –

Cheerleader's Pussy Eating Party –

It wasn't until Saturday, February 24, that all 8 of the JV cheerleaders could get together at my house for an all girls play party. I guess it was just as much a play party, but there was a lot of pussy licking. Lisa had played with Meagan, Beth and Rhonda over the previous 2 months and had taught them the pleasures of a good pussy tongue bath. I never told Lisa about my submissive lessons with my Mom, and the final one that included Lisa's mom, Anne. I got the idea that maybe Anne had told Lisa about my last submissive lesson, and Maybe Anne and Lisa played together during the month of February. It was Lisa and her bold imagination who came up with the initial idea that she and I be tied up and waiting, when the rest of the cheerleaders arrived for our play party. I thought that was a cool idea and we would be tied up, vulnerable and at the mercy of the other 6 cheerleaders for whatever they wanted to do with us. Who would we get to prepare us and tie us up? Of course, the obvious solution was our moms, Celeste and Anne. Once we approached our moms, they were eager to help and it got a little out of control. Besides our ropes and gag/blindfolds, we had our new toys: attached padded leather wrist cuffs, nipple clamps, individual padded leather wrist and ankle cuffs, ballgags, penis gags, heavy blindfolds, fixed strap-ons, double strap-ons, and an assortment of dildos and vibrators to play with. On the evening of the party, Celeste and Anne had purchased a couple new toys for Lisa and me.

On that Saturday evening, Celeste invited Chuck, Anne and Lisa over for dinner. After dinner, Nels and Chuck retired to the study. Around 7:00 PM Celeste, Anne, Lisa and I went into the great room of the guest apartment. We laid out all the equipment and toys on the marble countertop and then got undressed. I had thought that we would be tied up with my sexy clothes on, but was overruled, because our mothers had the new surprise toys they wanted to use on Lisa and me. After Lisa and I had our wrists buckled behind our backs, we were forced to eat out each other, just to get warmed up. This was followed by Anne licking my pussy, and Celeste doing the same to Lisa. After our pussies were thoroughly turned on and our clits were engorged and sensitive, we moved into my bedroom. Our first surprise new toy was a 3" remote controlled vibrating egg. Anne shoved one deep in my pussy. Next, Celeste helped me climb into the elastic waist and thigh straps of a remote controlled butterfly vibrator. Anne and Celeste helped me onto my bed, while Lisa watched with interest. I was bound on my back and the 2 women attached ankle cuffs to my legs and then tied my legs spread to the foot posts of the queen sized bed. Anne shoved a finger in my pussy to be sure the egg was seated all the way inside me. The butterfly vibrator was adjusted so that it rested on my clit and open pussy.

Lisa was taken into the 2nd bedroom, and I assumed prepared like me. A short while later Anne came back into my bedroom, blindfolded me and began a test run of the 2 vibrators. She turned the egg vibrator up to high, pausing 10-15 seconds on each ascending speed setting. Then, she tested the butterfly vibe by checking each of the speed settings. Finally, she turned them both up to high simultaneously. Anne let them run long enough to get me thrusting my hips and really moaning, but never close enough to come. She left the egg buzzing on low and left the room. The egg was a really quiet vibrator. I could feel it humming away inside me more than I could actually hear it. It was probably time for the other cheerleaders to arrive. The bedroom door was left open and I could hear the excited girls as they arrived. I figured that Celeste would greet the girls at the front door and send them into Anne in the great room of the guest apartment. I could hear most of what was being said. The girls were getting more excited at seeing all the equipment and toys laid out on the countertop and Anne had to keep asking them to sit down. Eventually, everyone was assembled. I could hear Celeste tell the girls that Lisa and I had a special surprise for them, and that we were tied up in the bedrooms waiting for them to play with us.

I heard Anne explaining the various toys and what they could do with them. Finally, I heard screams and clamoring as the girls vied for the remote controls for Lisa and me. Shrieking girls raced into my bedroom. Though I was blindfolded, they made no attempt to lower or disguise their voices. Ashley, along with Brittany and Stephanie were hovering over me. I guess they took turns with the remotes for my butterfly and egg vibrators. They must have toyed and teased me for at least a half hour, running one or both vibrators at various speeds to see how they effected me and how I reacted. Several times one of them would say, "Don't let her come." "Don't let her come!" I felt someone climb on my bed. Soon a pussy was pressed against my mouth. One by one the 3 girls spread their legs and straddled my face, while I ate their pussies. They freed my legs and got me to my feet. My face was dripping with their pussy juices. Ashley told me to spread my legs. She pulled down the butterfly vibrator enough to extract the egg vibrator from my pussy, and then helped me step out of the butterfly vibrator straps. I was dragged across the hall into the 2nd bedroom, where I was forced to lie on top of Lisa. I think it took all 6 of them to get me into position. When they finished, my mouth was buried in Lisa's pussy, and vice versa. They made us do the "69" on each other. Lisa's legs were held spread apart, as she lie on her back with her hands cuffed behind her, and my legs were also held spread apart for Lisa. Someone kept a hand on my head so that my mouth remained buried in her pussy. They made us lick each other until each of us came twice.

They dragged me off of Lisa and marched me out to the great room. My blindfold was finally removed, but Brittany and Stephanie buckled the penis gag in my mouth and put the nipple clamps on my taut breast buds. I was bent over the back of one of the 2 upholstered sofas. Ropes were tied to my ankle cuffs and the rear legs of the sofa, keeping my feet spread about 3' apart. More ropes were tied to my padded leather wrist cuffs, looped over my shoulder and tied me bent over to the front legs of the sofa. I was able to twist my head, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see the clock on the kitchen wall. I remained tied like that, not without any attention, for over 1-1/2 hours. Lisa was apparently still in the 2nd bedroom. Two other girls must have been playing in my bedroom, because Beth, Rhonda and Ashley were playing right out in front of me. The girls moved around and changed partners from time to time. During my 1-1/2 hour stint tied over the sofa as their fuck toy, four girls came and tried one of the fixed strap-on dildos on my waiting pussy. Each was preceded by a little spanking, just prior to their various Phalluses being plunged into my open waiting cunt. Three of the girls used the largest dildos there and simply tried to fuck my brains out, until I came for them.

However, sexy sneaky Brittany teased and tormented me for at least a half hour before she let me come. She used one of the knobby strap-on dildos and ever so slowly plunged it in and out of my love tunnel. I felt every one of those bumps. With her dildo buried all the way inside me, Brittany would pause and pull my nipple clamp chain, or squeeze my breasts, or reach in and tease my clit with her fingers. I think Brittany tired first, because I was having fun and no way ready to beg. Finally, she just started pounding my pussy, while at the same time Brittany had retrieved my egg vibrator and held it against my clit buzzing away on high. I couldn't hold it any longer and had no reason not to let go. I screamed. Yes, I lost all control and really screamed, as Brittany fucked me through two massive orgasms. My reddened ass and well fucked pussy were released, except that my wrists were still buckled behind my back with the padded leather cuffs. Lisa and Ashley were now giving orders. Beth, Meagan and Rhonda had their wrists tied behind their backs and Brittany and Stephanie had gone off to one of the bedrooms to play. I was told to sit on the edge of one of the upholstered chairs and lean back. Lisa and Ashley each took one of my legs and pulled it up and over the armrest on either side of the chair. Then, they tied my ankles to the rear legs of the chair. I'm sure you can picture me there, with my legs flopped open and my pussy was sticking up ready to lick. Meagan, Beth and Rhonda had never licked my pussy, but all the rest of the cheerleaders had. So, Lisa an Ashley made the 3 girls give me a good pussy eating, and then the party was over.

Everyone washed up and got dressed. We had time to sit around and talk. Lisa demonstrated some of the possible uses for the toys that had not been tried that night. Lisa and I announced that we wanted to take a break of 2-3 months before we partook in another pussy eating party. We had also been talking about another concern of ours. Lisa and I announced that we weren't going to play ANY bondage sex games, with either guys or girls, until the baseball season was over. We were getting pretty serious about the sport and didn't want to risk any injury or pulled muscle from being tied up. On the other hand, Ashley, Brittany and Stephanie, who were showing the most interest in lesbian like activities, wanted to play with the girls in 3-4 weeks. They had none of the equipment that Lisa and I owned, but we said we'd loan them some when they had a little party. So, it was back to dating and straight sex for Lisa and me until the baseball season was over at the end of the school year.

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Lisa and I reported for baseball practice/tryouts after school on Thursday, March 1. There was the whole group of returning sophomores, plus a large crop of new freshmen tryouts. I didn't know too many of the new girls very well, except that I knew Yoshi intimately. If you remember, Yoshi was a friend of Brittany and Stephanie and participated in my hot lesbian kidnapping last fall. When Lisa and I reported for practice the next day, our Coach told us that we were being promoted to the varsity team, with the juniors and seniors. This did not happen often and was a bit unusual. Lisa went off with the pitchers and catchers, and I took my place at 2nd base for infield practice. During the following week of tryouts and practice, I cemented my position at 2nd base on the varsity. I replaced a senior girl who batted around .200 and had a lot of errors. Next to me at shortstop was a junior transfer student, Yuki, who was the older sister of Yoshi. I made only 1 error that first week of practice and hit every pitcher we had, including Lisa. Besides our 3 Varsity Baseball Coaches and equipment people plus Doc, there was still an inordinate number of adult people coming and going from our practices that 2nd week. Practice was cut short on Friday, March 9, and the members of the Varsity team were announced.

I was starting at 2nd base and batting in the #3 spot. Lisa was our #2 pitcher. Yuki was my infield partner at shortstop and batted #2, right in front of me. I had never bothered to ask and nobody told me, but the extraneous people hanging around all week were the Cardinal's Baseball Boosters. I knew of the other Boosters Club, made up of former players and citizens, who packed the stands on Friday nights for the Varsity football games, but were never evident at any of the JV football games. We had our very own Cardinal's Baseball Boosters! After the 14 members of our Varsity team were announced, we walked over to the boy's practice field, where the final cuts had been made. Ryan had been asked to tryout for the Varsity team. I found Ryan, and he had made the cut as #3 pitcher and/or #1 long relief pitcher. Several of the Boosters were introduced and the perpetual President, Mr. Brewster, said a few words and invited both Varsity teams to a picnic out at Brewster's Pond on Sunday afternoon, March 18th. Immediately, Ryan asked me to go to the picnic with him saying that he had a surprise for me. I told Lisa and made sure that she could get a ride with some of her battery players. After the impromptu meeting broke up, Mr. Brewster came over to me, introduced himself and said that he had seen me play in several games last year. He complimented me on my fielding and hitting, and thought that maybe I could help the team win a championship!

Picnic at Brewster's Pond -

During the last week of practice, I learned a little more about Brewster's Pond. On Sunday, March 18th, I had to miss our formal family dinner, but I was ready when Ryan came to pick me up. It was a gorgeous day for the middle of March so I just wore my tennis shoes, shorts and a top. The water in the pond would be much too cold to swim in, but maybe the girls might want to sunbathe, so I wore a bikini under my clothes and took my sunning supplies. Ryan had turned 16 a few weeks earlier and I knew that he and his dad were shopping for a car for him, but I was blown away by what he got! Of course I was up in my room touching up my makeup when Ryan pulled in the driveway. Celeste screamed up the stairs, "Ryan's here and wait until you see what he is driving!" Waiting for me in front of our house was Ryan seated in a brand new Toyota MR-2 Spyder convertible in red with black interior. It was really a cute little sports car for two. I climbed into the front passenger bucket seat and got everything adjusted. Celeste and Nels flew out our front door to have a closer look and take a few photos, and then Ryan and I were off to Brewster's Pond.

The description that follows is a combination of what I initially saw and what I later learned and saw. We drove out into the country for about 20 minutes and turned off onto a driveway leading to a large ranch house. We drove past the house, turned right and took a dirt road about 1/2 mile towards a break in a thick windrow of trees. Once through the break in the trees, we saw the Brewster's Pond complex. Brewster's Pond itself was about a 4-5 acre spring fed pond. It had been dredged and was about 6' deep except near the shore. The clay-like dredgings had been graded to form a kind of beach area, about 50' wide along the shore of the pond, and a large parking area just inside the trees. At the far end of the pond stood an irrigation pump that could be used to irrigate nearby fields. This had been someone's home at one time. The property was surrounded by windrows of trees and shrubs for complete privacy. The remains of the foundation of a former home were barely evident, but nearby a large well maintained barn stood. There were large areas of lawn that appeared to be regularly mowed and several large shade trees grew near where the original house stood. The barn was clean inside with no odors. It had electricity and running water from the old house's well. At the far end of the barn, 2 modest bathrooms had been installed, each with sink and toilet, and a countertop ran along the wall with a sink. There was an electric hot water heater in the corner. A number of 6'-8' benches sat around the perimeter of the barn. I guessed that the Cardinal Baseball Boosters held their meetings there.

Ryan parked the car and we walked over to join the others. The Boosters had 2 grills going and tables of food were set out. Mr. Brewster himself corralled me and I ate my picnic lunch with him and a few more Boosters. I received all kinds of advice on changing my batting stance and to choke up on the bat a little. I thought to myself, "Oh Oh, how much meddling were these Boosters going to do?" I already had my batting Coach trying to change my batting stance. I was comfortable with the way I batted and my record couldn't be denied. So, I told the Boosters I'd try their suggestions, and my batting Coach had already agreed to let me bat my way and see how I do. After lunch, a couple of the Boosters said a few words and told us that we had exclusive use of the facilities anytime. Each member of one of the baseball teams could bring only 1 guest, to limit the potential number of kids there for any function. They didn't want large numbers of uninvited guests crashing a party, which certainly wasn't unheard of. We could use the barn for dances and use the pond for swimming all summer and fall, as long as the water was warm enough and we had a swimming buddy AT ALL TIMES! I thought about just Ryan and me out there alone swimming and playing and screwing. I wondered about having little parties with some of the hotter girls on our team and some of the cute guys on the guy's baseball team. The Boosters were packing up, but we could stay as long as we wanted. A group of us decided to play a little volleyball. I stripped down to my bikini and played 2 games of mixed volleyball.

After all the Boosters had left, the senior girls on our varsity team called all the girls into the barn. The new juniors on the team, as well as the 2 new sophomores, Lisa and me, were to be initiated. It wasn't a big deal. Lisa and I were in our bikinis and sat on one of the benches. The girls had transfer tattoos of our cardinal emblem and applied them to our left inner thigh, just below where our uniform shorts came down to. This was no big deal and everyone got one, including the senior girls. They would wear off in a few weeks. However, with Lisa and I in our bikinis, at first they were going to put a 2nd Cardinal transfer tattoo on our butt cheeks, but in the little struggle that ensued, our bikini bottoms were pulled down exposing our bare shaved pussies. There were 12 of them against Lisa and me. We were wrestled and held on our backs on the benches with our legs open and our feet on the floor, straddling the 18" wide bench. It was no use struggling. They applied a bright red Cardinal tattoo on each of our pubis mons. When we emerged from the barn, most of the guys were tossing a ball around, but a good number had left. Ryan and I decided to go, after he had shown his new car to his remaining teammates.

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Our 1st ball game was the following Tuesday, March 20. The Varsity girl's team generally played on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school, along with a double-header Saturday afternoons. Our girl's baseball field was not lighted and all games had to be played in the daytime. However, the boy's baseball teams had a lighted field and played their weekday games at night, the same day that our Varsity girls played after school. The Varsity men's and women's teams generally played the same teams and kept the same schedule, except that on Tuesdays and Thursdays the guys played at night. The 2 teams had practice Mondays and Wednesdays after school. Maybe you've guessed where this was headed. Ryan started picking me up at my house on Mondays through Fridays, plus Saturday afternoons, when we had home games, and he would bring me home after our practices and games. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, when Ryan had a night game, we would get a bite to eat between our games and I would stay for his game. With his flashy red sports car, we publicly became a couple and the object of a lot of talk around school.

Months earlier Brian and Rob had their 16th birthdays. They both got part time jobs at an auto body shop, where they got some training and learning experience. Each of them bought old Chevy clunkers to fix up and resell. Meanwhile, they each could use their cars for basic transportation. They wanted to get them in good running order before working on restoring the interior and body. For awhile, the interiors of their cars were so bad that I wouldn't ride in them. The bodies were patched all over and painted only with primer, so it wasn't exactly cool to be seen on a date in their cars. Ashley had found a part time job at a women's clothing store out at the mall and thought she would get more hours over summer vacation.

During the March-May baseball season, Ryan and I would go to either my house or his, after his Tuesday and Thursday night game, and have sex for an hour or 2. I had Friday and Saturday nights free for dating Brian, Rob, Eric and Brandon. We usually went out for a movie or something and then ended up at someone's house for some good mind numbing sex, until curfew, without the aid of any ropes or other bondage toys and equipment. At a minimum, these would be double dates, but often 3 or 4 couples wound up at someone's house and the guys bed-hopped until everyone was satisfied. Ryan picked me up after our family's Sunday noon dinner and we drove out to Brewster's Pond. Those were the best times of my sophomore year. We brought a large terry beach blanket and spread it on the lawn, in the sun or shade, depending on what the day was like. We talked and talked about everything. We even planned our marriage after grad school and raising a family. But, we were smart enough to realize that wouldn't happen, because of the colleges where he wanted to go and where he wanted to wind up. We would lay naked on the beach blanket and Ryan would play with and explore every part of my body for as long as an hour before ever touching my pussy and finally making love. I tried doing the same to him, but his beautiful flagpole would always rise to attention and I couldn't resist taking it in my mouth. I will never forget those Sunday afternoons at Brewster's Pond with Ryan!

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As I mentioned above, our first baseball game was a home game on Tuesday, March 20. In the bottom of the 1st inning our leadoff batter drew a walk. Yuki, my shortstop, hit a bloop single to left. We had runners on 1st and 2nd and I was up. I'm sure the other team didn't know who I was and had no book on me, because I played last year as a freshmen. Their pitcher did her big fancy windup and zipped a waist high fast ball right down the middle. I swung as hard as I could and caught that ball with the sweet spot on my bat. The ball shot off my bat and whizzed by the pitcher's left ear before she could react. I think the ball was still rising when it cleared the centerfield fence. That's pretty much how my 1st Varsity baseball season went, although I didn't hit too many home runs. I set a team and League record for batting percentage for a season of at least 25 games. I also set a record for most singles, doubles, RBIs and runs scored in a season, and my fielding percentage tied the record held by several other girls. We ended the season with a 25-4 record, but unfortunately our 4 losses came in League play and we actually finished 2nd and didn't get into the District playoffs. As our season progressed, more and more Boosters and fans came to our games. Mr. Brewster always sought me out to congratulate me. My picture appeared in the local and LA papers a lot by the end of the season. Even a few college scouts were sniffing around, but they were promptly referred to Coach, as were the few reporters who wanted interviews. Even though I read several newspapers, I personally loathed the press and the swarming packs of screaming reporters and their inane "How does it feel" questions. Lisa was a little disappointed with her 9-2 pitching record.

One day during the last week of school, a hastily called meeting was held with the Varsity junior cheerleaders and the 6 JV sophomore cheerleaders. The Varsity senior cheerleaders would obviously be graduating, and for a number of reasons only 2 Varsity junior cheerleaders would be back for next year's squad. Even my close childhood friend, Janice, was moving away. Worse yet, no one had signed up to tryout for next year's Varsity cheerleading squad. We had Liz and Becky plus the 6 of us and that would be next year's Varsity cheerleading squad. The other announcement was a pleasant surprise for me. The current Varsity Coach was leaving and our JV Coach would move up to coach the Varsity. She announced that we would continue with our multiple dance routine shows, along with the standard cheers.

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I spent a good part of my 17th birthday on a transatlantic flight from Los Angeles to Copenhagen, Denmark. We went to Europe that summer, because I would be visiting Colleges the following summer. Just before we left, Lisa informed me that I had inadvertently foiled 2 kidnapping plots by some of the guys. The first was setup for the end of February, and I had a last minute modeling shoot. The no bondage rule for Lisa and me was in effect from March through May. The 2nd kidnapping attempt was scheduled for 2 days before my birthday and our European departure, but Nels and Celeste spoiled that by insisting that I spend the day shopping for more new travel clothes with them. Word had gotten out about the freshmen girls kidnapping me last fall, and how much fun I had. I told Lisa that I'd love to be kidnapped again by up to 3 of our guys, but it had to be a complete surprise, well setup and flawlessly executed. I wasn't going to just drive to some guy's house and say, "I'm here for my kidnapping!"

Nels, Celeste and I spent June and July vacationing in Europe. We spent a good week in Denmark with my grandfather's relatives from the old Country and seeing the sights. We had extended stays in London, Paris, Florence and Rome, but also spent time at a number of Mediterranean seaside resorts. We returned home on Friday, July, 27. I first noticed it about halfway through the baseball season. I was into perhaps my final growing spurt. It was definitely noticeable in Europe. My ass and hips were rounding out nicely. My breasts were getting larger and I was getting taller. I bought a few everyday almost C-cup bras to take to Europe. I cursed the European metric system, because I couldn't find a ruler or measuring tape that had inches on it. When I returned from Europe, Celeste measured me. I had shot up to 5'9-1/2" in my bare feet. I measured 36-22-1/2-35. A C-cup bra with a little pad in it was perfect. Celeste thought that I would grow to a full C-cup in 2-3 months and wouldn't need a pad to fill out the C-cup bras.

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Cheerleader Practice and a Shocking Decision –

I want to tell you briefly about what happened at cheerleader practice, before detailing my sexual adventures during the last month of summer vacation. Cheerleader practice began on Wednesday, August 1, and you will recall from above that there were no girls who wanted to try out. So, our squad consisted of Liz and Becky (Captain and Asst. Captains) from my freshmen year squad, plus Lisa, Ashley, Meagan, Beth, Rhonda and me. Coach had new dance routines, with musical scores from the Varsity Marching Band, for us to learn. It didn't register on me at first, but by Friday of that week it dawned on me how much Liz and Becky had changed from how I knew them as sophomores. They were aloof and ethereal. They had done similar dance routines as sophomores, but were only making a half-ass attempt at learning the new ones, while the rest of us easily got them. Lisa offered to have all the cheerleaders over on Saturday, but Liz and Becky declined all invitations to socialize with the rest of the cheerleaders. While I was in Europe, Lisa had come up with a great idea to sell school calendars with pictures of the cheerleaders in their bikinis and cheerleader outfits, but Liz and Becky vetoed that idea. I couldn't imagine what had changed those 2 girls over the past 2 years.

On Monday of the 2nd week of practice things were no better. Liz and Becky made half-hearted attempts to do the simple dances, many of which they had learned 2 years earlier. It all came to a head the next day. About halfway through practice, Liz and Becky had it out with Coach right there in front of all of us. They basically said that our dance routines were stupid and childish, and they only wanted to do the regular standup cheers. With that revelation, Coach cancelled practice early, but kept Liz and Becky out on the field to talk to them. I talked to some of the seniors on the football team to see if they knew what was with Liz and Becky. I found out that they had big breakups with their boyfriends, after school was out last June, and had turned into lazy self-centered conceited bitches, with no friends. At Wednesdays practice, I noticed that the school's Athletic Director and Principal were watching us from the exits in the stands. We started out doing the welcome cheer for our opponents and then the school fight song cheer. That went well, but when it was time to do the dance routines, Liz and Becky just sat in the grass and watched. When the A.D. and Principal came over to us, the A.D. asked Liz and Becky why they weren't doing the dance routines. I couldn't believe their gall and disrespect. In their snottiest voices, Liz and Becky said they refused to do those stupid dances Coach and the A.D. and the Principal just looked at each other and nodded their heads, as if it was decided earlier. The A.D. told Liz and Becky that they were immediately off the cheerleader squad and banned from attending any football games this season. They were ordered off the field and told to immediately turn in their uniforms to the Principal (a woman) and stay out of the athletic complex at school.

The rest of us were shocked. This was unprecedented. This school year we would have only 6 cheerleaders for all football and basketball games. I learned later that day that the A.D. announced to the Varsity football team that the 2 senior cheerleaders had been kicked off the squad for refusing to do the cheers, and they were banned from attending any football and basketball games during their senior year. Eventually, questions were answered and Coach got us back to practicing. Everything went smoothly over the following 3-1/2 weeks. We learned all new dance routines for our performances at the football games. I thought we were really sharp when we wrapped up practice on August 31st. We got new uniforms the last week of August. Our new short sleeve jerseys were lighter in weight and were a better snugger fit. Our new cheerleader skirts were an inch or so shorter and had fewer pleats so they were not as billowy. However, when we jumped around and danced and kicked, people would still get a glimpse of our red Cardinal panties. Coach told us that the skirts had been approved and a little peek of a panty was less exposing than seeing us in the bikinis we wore.

2nd Kidnapping –

The cheerleaders, minus Liz and Becky, assembled for lunch at Lisa's house on Saturday, August 4th, and an afternoon of gabbing and gossiping, around the pool. I gave them the briefest version of my European trip and passed around photos of the most recognizable tourist sights as we sat and ate lunch at the dining room table. With that out of the way and lunch over, everyone changed into their bikinis and gathered around the pool for the gabbing and gossiping. We ran Liz and Becky over the coals, before switching to general gossip and everyone's love and sex lives. Mine was zero over the past 2 months. Lisa excused herself and returned a few minutes later with her bondage duffle. Everybody had a big grin on their faces as Lisa pointed at me. The other 5 girls descended on me and held me fast. My wrists were buckled into padded leather cuffs behind my back, and for good measure they tied my elbows with rope. Padded leather ankle cuffs were buckled on my legs. Finally, they ballgagged me and put on a big black blindfold. I was still wearing my platform sandals when they guided me through the house and out into the garage. There were 2 male voices that I did not recognize, but these guys took over and helped me climb into the back of some sort of van. It had been 5 months since I was tied up and God, it felt good. I assumed I was going somewhere to get screwed, and I really didn't care who did it, because I hadn't been fucked in over 2 months!

The back of the van was carpeted and they laid me out on my back and clipped my ankle cuffs together. As the van door slid shut and the girls all yelled, "Have fun with her," we took off. We drove for only a short distance and the van stopped. Someone got out and the driver said, "We'll meet you there." We took off again and some one was in the back of the van with me. He went right for my tits, squeezing and kneading them at first, but then pushed up my bikini top and concentrated on my nipples. That got me to moaning a little, and my assailant said to the driver, "Christine's really hot." "I'm going to warm her up some so she's ready for us when we get there." He slipped his hand into my bikini bottoms and found that I was soaking wet. It wouldn't take much for me to come. He worked a couple fingers into my pussy and gently began stroking me. The more I moaned and thrashed about, the faster his fingers went, until I exploded with my 1st orgasm. I was so deprived that I couldn't stop, and kept thrusting my hips at his fingers, until I came again. I heard the driver say, "We're here." My tormentor replied, "Christine's ready." "She's already come twice!" The van door slid open and the 2 guys unclipped my ankle cuffs and helped me out. As we started walking across some grass, I heard another car approach. I knew instantly who it was and where we were. It was Ryan's little red sports car and we were at Brewster's Pond.

They walked me across the lawn and into the barn. The barn was shaded at that time of the day, but still I felt a little warm just in my bikini. They made me spread my legs wide apart and clipped my ankle cuffs to something that prevented me from closing my legs. I later learned that it was a homemade spreader bar made from a thick dowel rod with screw eyes in each end. Next my wrists and elbows were freed, but my wrists were immediately buckled in the cuffs in front of me. I was strung up by a rope tied to my wrists and stretched tight to some overhead beam. Finally, they easily stripped off my string bikini and took my gag out of my mouth. The 1st thing I said was, "Ryan, who are your 2 friends?" He just said that they were 2 guys from the baseball team. I replied, "For all this, they better be good!" It turned out that they were more than just good!!!

Something sticky was squirted on my tits. I could smell the unmistakable aroma of Hershey's chocolate syrup coming out of a squeeze bottle. None of the guys had used chocolate syrup in any of our games for at least a couple years and it was a welcome surprise. One at a time they squeezed some on my tits. Licked and sucked it off, and then made out with me, with their chocolate coated tongues and lips. Next came the most unexpected and delightful surprise. My pussy lips were already prominently engorged and I knew my juices were oozing out of my pussy, but I hadn't felt any running down my legs yet. A bead of chocolate was applied to my pussy lips, over my hood and onto my perineum, just between my legs. One of the guys started licking the chocolate syrup off my pussy. I gasped and may have held my breath as I experienced those intimate sensual feelings that previously only a female had given me. He licked for a few delicious minutes, but never actually got his tongue near my love hole. By now my clit had to be prominently peeking out from my hood, and this guy saved that area for last. When he licked me there, his tongue slowly ran over my clit and hood. With every lick, I moaned and gasped and mewed. I guess I didn't realize how all this was affecting me, because everytime he licked my clit, I was so close to orgasm that I became frustrated. When he finished, we made out passionately for several minutes. His tongue went deep into my mouth, and besides the chocolate, I could easily taste my pussy juices in his kisses.

The 2nd guy repeated the whole pussy thing, but when it came time for him to lick the chocolate syrup from down there, he appeared to have a lot of experience. There was chocolate syrup at the top of my inner thighs, in the creases at the top of my thighs and between my legs on the front part of my perineum. That's where he started licking. By the time he finished licking down there and had started licking the syrup from my pussy lips, I was nearly out of control. I knew that he was swallowing a lot of my pussy juices, along with the chocolate syrup. The idea of these male teenage baseball players licking my pussy was incomprehensible to me, since none of my other boyfriends had ever tried it. The 2nd guy's licking of my clit and hood was too much for me and I convulsed into orgasmic spasms. I next remembered being held tightly and a tongue was thrusting in and out of my mouth in the midst of a deep kiss. I was certain that Ryan went 3rd. He was more tentative and took his time, but in the end he licked my clit and hood enough to easily make me come again. To finish off this part of my bondage, each one of them fucked me standing there naked in my platform sandals, with my legs spread wide open and my arms stretched overhead.

After all 3 of them thoroughly fucked me, my arms were let down. They re-cuffed me with my wrists behind my back. The rope was again tied to my wrists and thrown over the overhead beam. They pulled on the rope until my bound arms were raised high in the air and I was bent over at the waist in a strappado position, with my legs still held wide apart by their homemade spreader bar. I'm sure you can guess what came next. The 3 guys discussed the length and severity of my up coming spanking. That was, of course, done to scare the shit out of me. When it came, it was what I was used to and I never whimpered once while the 3 of them slapped my ass with their hands. When they finished my butt burned and felt as if it were glowing bright red, but I was really turned on and horny. I could feel my pussy juices running down my legs. I would have said "FUCK ME YOU FOOLS", but before I completed that thought a cock was being buried in my soaking cunt from behind. All 3 of them fucked me doggie-style. GOD, it felt good to have their cocks buried to the hilt in my pussy, and the slapping of their hips against my ass just made me thrust back at them. At one point, one of the guys climbed under my bent over body. His targets were my dangling boobs. I'm sure there was some sticky chocolate residue on them. He licked and sucked my tits, until I was sure that there couldn't possibly be any chocolate left, and then he squeezed them, and pinched, rolled and sucked my nipples.

When they finished with me, I was completely released and my blindfold finally removed. I knew one of the guys was Ryan, but I never figured out who the other 2 were by their voices. It was Jack and Billy, and I had seen them last spring with the Varsity baseball team, but never talked with them. They would be seniors in a few weeks, were OK kinda cute, but I probably wouldn't have dated them based solely on their looks. BUT, oh what their tongues did to my pussy made me want to get to know them better. I took off my platform sandals and all of us made a dash out of the barn and ran naked and jumped in the pond. The water was delightful. We swam around and splashed each other and washed any sticky chocolate from our bodies. Eventually, we gathered around each other in about 5' of water and talked. I was anxious to find out where they learned to eat pussy and whether they needed chocolate syrup to disguise the taste of feminine pussy juices. There was some fooling around underwater, in which a number of fingers played with my pussy and I tried to give them hand jobs. I made out with all of them and promised that I would let them all lick my pussy in the near future. I made out a little more with each of them, before Jack and Billy said they had to go. We had the whole place to ourselves. Ryan and I played in the water a little longer, before drying off and lying naked in the sun on a big terry beach towel. Ryan made long slow sweet love to me, and I rolled over on him and more aggressively screwed him from the top. He had brought my clothes, so after we got dressed he drove me home.

Party Diversion –

Meagan had the huge house down the street from me with the ballroom and 6 guest bedrooms. On Sunday, August, 19, she held one of her all day pool parties with well over 30 kids there. Besides the cheerleaders and their boyfriends, There was a fair number of the old Catholic kids there plus some new friends people had made along the way and a few of our early girlfriends who we just didn't see much of anymore. I made sure that my new pussy licking friends, Jack and Billy, would be there along with Ryan. I drove Lisa and Ashley, and Lisa and I brought our duffle bags of bondage equipment. I thought we were early, but the other cheerleaders were already there, as well as several of our boyfriends. The cheerleaders went into the other wing of the house to change into our bikinis in Meagan's room. We all got changed and I went in to use the bathroom and put my hair up in a ponytail. When I came out, the other 4 girls had Ashley's wrists cuffed behind her back and the padded ankle cuffs affixed to her lower legs. She was also blindfolded. As the remaining cheerleaders surrounded and similarly bound me, I could only think of "What Now," because I was totally unaware of any early party games. I remembered after my last kidnapping that Ashley had expressed an interest in being "snatched" and screwed! I never saw this coming!

I heard a mess of guys outside Meagan's bedroom, and soon Ashley and I were in their clutches. They led us out the back way to the driveway. I was sat in the rear right seat of a car and a lap belt secured around me. Guys piled in the front and back and we were off. As soon as the car hit the little bump at the end of Meagan's driveway and we turned right towards town, the guy sitting next to me in the back seat grabbed my head and pulled me down to his crotch. His hard cock was waiting for my mouth and he maneuvered us so that I had no choice but to take the whole thing in my mouth and throat. He held my head down so that all I could do was to suck his cock. In addition, no one could see me as the car cruised down the street. I didn't know where we were going or how long we had been driving, but eventually we turned in somewhere and slowed. BTW, I did not finish sucking him off. After our car stopped, I heard the other car ahead of us unloading Ashley. She asked to be part of one of these kidnappings and I think she was now a little nervous, because she was mumbling things like, "Where are we?" and "What are you going to do with us?" I may have been wrong and maybe she was just playing along and building her own excitement and anticipation. They took us inside and I was seated in some kind of office chair that rolled on the concrete floor. I was sure where we were. As soon as we entered the building, I detected the faint smell of oil, grease and paint. If I were betting, I'd say we were in the body shop where Brian and Rob worked.

My ankles were tied together and soon I heard the sound of a large motor. My legs were rising into the air. I kept rising and my body was cradled until I cleared the chair and was dangling free and UPSIDE DOWN! Up and up I rose. As I went up my bikini bottoms were 1st removed, followed by my bikini top, and when I stopped, my blindfold was removed. What I saw was almost too much to take in all at once. I was, of course, naked and hanging upside down, held aloft by a heavy rope tied to my ankle cuffs and to the end of one track of a hydraulic lift to raise and lower vehicles as they were worked on. I slowly spun around with my head 5'-6' above the cement floor. My wrists were securely buckled behind my back, and I felt totally exposed and vulnerable. I looked at my body and it seemed 6" longer than if I were upright. My legs looked a mile long. My waist was stretched and narrowed so that it appeared to be only 18" in diameter. The biggest surprise was my breasts. They sagged towards the floor, lost their shape and kinda billowed almost to my neck. I looked over at Ashley, who was hanging and slowly spinning like me, about 5' away, from the end of the other hoist track. She looked gorgeous. Her well toned tanned legs looked longer than mine and her waist looked nearly as narrow. The tips of her bulging breasts came to a cute little point around her nipples. I hadn't given any thought to being turned on, but as I watched Ashley rotate around I noticed that her pussy juices glistened from the overhead lights.

The guys gathered around us. Brian, Ryan and Eric had me, and Rob, Brandon and Tyler had Ashley. At first, each grabbed our heads to steady us and made out, upside down, for a while. The hoist motor started again and we were lowered a little ways. Our biggest vibrators were turned on a medium setting and shoved all the way down into our pussies. Each group of 3 guys took turns spanking our butts as Ashley and I swayed and spun from the force of their blows. When our bare asses were pretty good and red, they stopped. Another adjustment in the height of the hoist was made. MY GOD! My pussy juices were flowing like a river! Except this time they flowed down out of my pussy, over my clit and had started to pool in my navel. Ashley's and my bound wrists were tied together so that we would no longer spin around and our arms were extended out behind us almost parallel to the floor. One at a time my 3 guys stepped up to me and inserted their now very stiff cocks in my mouth for an upside down blowjob. Ashley had to accommodate the other 3 guys. Several things were a little strange. First, my tongue was not on the underside of their cocks, and it was a little difficult swallowing all their cum. Consequently, cum dribbled out of my mouth and up into my nose and eyes. Finally, as each guy wrapped his arms around my upside down torso, his face was right in my juicy pussy. Yet, only Ryan took the opportunity to take a few licks of my throbbing clit.

When all the guys had gotten their blowjobs, our vibrators were turned up to high, and Ashley and I were left to moan and lurch and gyrate and scream while we each had several orgasms. Eventually Ashley and I were taken down and freed, except that our wrists remained buckled behind our backs. You don't think for a minute that they took us back to the party without screwing us? I saw Ashley led to a nearby office where she was bent over a desk for 3 doggie-style fuckings. My head was spinning from the blood going to my brain, and I staggered as my 3 guys took me to another part of the body shop. There, they found an old Cadillac, got a big towel and laid me out on the back seat where one after the other they screwed me. Ashley and I used the men's restroom to wash up and put our bikinis back on. When we got back to the party, we found everyone in the ballroom. The 4 remaining cheerleaders were on their knees, bound to the ballroom columns, and giving blowjobs to any guy who wanted one. Ashley and I were forced to join them, and each of us had to give 2 more BJs. With the guys seemingly satisfied, they were all shooed out to the pool to play a game of water polo. The doors were locked and the ballroom drapes closed for a secret meeting. It was no secret among the girls and there certainly was no meeting. The cheerleaders were still on their knees, in their bikinis, each bound to one of the columns. Any of the 9 or 10 remaining girls could take the opportunity to force one of us to eat their pussies!

A couple of the girls were very hesitant to have their pussies licked, but most were quite eager. The shy ones were quickly persuaded or goaded into agreement. The logic being that you'll never know if you like it, unless you try it. I think several of the girls had their pussies eaten 2 or 3 times. I had to eat only 2 girl's pussies, while Meagan and Lisa each did 4, and Ashley did 3. From where I was, I couldn't see what the other 2 cheerleaders did. Dinner was ready, but I wasn't very hungry considering all that I had swallowed that afternoon. I went for a swim and then grabbed a Coke to sip while I just relaxed in a chaise. I sat next to Ashley who had a medium sized plate of food. We had a chance to talk about our kidnapping, before others came to talk to us. Ashley loved the impromptu kidnapping, as did I, and she couldn't wait to be "kidnapped" again. At first, the other cheerleaders drifted over to us and wanted to hear the details of what the guys did to us. I guess a few of the girls who were a little late to arrive hadn't even realized that we had been kidnapped and just thought we were late. Gradually word spread among the girls and our story was told and retold many times. You know how that goes. I supposed that by the end of the party our story would have become legendary for the guys, though I'm certain that Ashley and I had just as much fun as the guys did. Around 8:00 PM I got a little hungry and found the food in the kitchen refrigerator. I grazed a little eating some cold chicken and fresh fruit. When I came back out, a few of the kids were heading home, although we had until midnight.

As 9:00 PM neared, I found Jack and Billy and told them to meet me in bedroom #3. It was my favorite bedroom at Meagan's, because of the 4 poster bed. Ryan had already screwed me and got a BJ from me that afternoon. I thought I'd let his friends Jack and Billy have 1st go at me, and asked him to join me around 10:00 PM. Jack and Billy tied me spread-eagle to the 4 poster bed. They propped my head up by placing 2 pillows under my neck and upper back. My head hung back a little giving Billy the opportunity to kneel above my head, between my spread arms, and get his cock in my mouth, while he diddled my boobs. Meanwhile Jack's fingers were busy in my pussy. When Jack was ready, Billy had to get off so that Jack could climb on top of me and screw me. They got their own little system going. First one, and then the other had me. By the time Ryan came into the room around 10:00 PM, each of them had fucked me twice. Neither of them got off in my mouth, and there was no squirt bottle of Hershey's syrup or any pussy licking. After the 2 guys said goodnight, Ryan crawled onto the bed between my spread legs. My pussy lips were swollen and open. My clit was engorged and still supersensitive. He took a few tentative licks along my prominent pussy lips and zeroed his tongue on my clit. It was a delightful long slow agonizing tease, in which he licked and swirled and flicked and finally sucked my throbbing clit until I eventually surrendered an blasted into orgasmic ecstasy.

At that point, I certainly wasn't going to complain that he could have done a more thorough job of eating my pussy. I was grateful that he made a real good effort and got me off. Before releasing me, Ryan's pent-up desires resulted in a fast hard relentless assault on my pussy, with his hard cock mercilessly pounding nonstop into my cunt until we both came. Ryan looked a little tired and said he had enough for the night. After we dressed, we checked the ballroom and then found the remaining people lounging around the pool, except those using the bedrooms. Within a half an hour, Ashley and Lisa had joined us. Wee said our goodbyes, and I drove Ashley, Lisa and Ryan home.

Yuki, Yoshi, Rolf and Me –

On the defensive side of any women's baseball game, there is no more important relationship than that between a pitcher and her catcher. Next to that is the on field relationship between the shortstop and 2nd baseman. I played 2nd base and Yuki was my shortstop. There are countless possibilities, during a game, where we had to know what the other would do when a ball was hit. The most important was who would cover 2nd base in various situations, especially with runners on base. Yuki and I worked together closely and became extremely good friends. Yuki was a declared bisexual, leaning more towards the lesbian side. Her younger sister, Yoshi, who was part of my 1st kidnapping last fall by 4 girls, was also bisexual, but liked guys more. The girls had been trying all summer to get me to come down too their uncle's Oceanside home to play. With my European trip and cheerleader practice, my summer schedule was pretty full, but I finally decided to have one maybe last fling with my lesbian side.

On Friday, August 30, I packed a small bag, along with all my necessary equipment, and went to school. We left right after school. Yuki and Yoshi were in the lead car and I followed them, although Yuki had drawn me an excellent map and provided a picture of the gate and wall surrounding the home. We angled a little southwest, avoiding a lot of LA traffic, and then drove south along the California Coast until we arrived. I pulled up behind them just as the huge double gate was swinging open. A mammoth 12' stucco wall running at least 1000' along the front of the property kept people and prying eyes out. We drove up to a large sprawling one story house with stone walls and a slate roof. There were numerous floor-to-ceiling windows giving the home and open airy modern feeling. Inside, I was given a quick tour of the main part of the house and shown where I would sleep. The home belonged to the girl's uncle, who had died earlier in the year. While the family decided what to do with it, a gardener/handyman and a housekeeper kept the place up. After our 90 minute drive down, we decided to put on our bikinis and hang around the pool until dinner. I swam a little, but we mostly talked, explaining our sexual likes and dislikes, and some fantasies. I told them all about my 1st lesbian adventure, with my Mom and her friends plus Lisa, and told them about the toys I brought. Prior to transferring to our school a year earlier, both girls attended a private boarding school on the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan. I was amazed to hear that at the age of 12, both girls were tying up girls and eating pussy, plus giving blowjobs.

Yuki grilled steaks on the gas grill set in the poolside patio. She brought out 2 bottles of a delicious California Cabernet from the central California Paso Robles region. The wine was very rich and complex, and beautifully complimented our grilled filet mignons, which were so tender and juicy that I could almost cut mine with a fork. Yoshi preferred to drink a Japanese beer that I didn't even want to try. After dinner and a little kitchen cleanup, we stripped and piled into the outdoor sunken hot tub. Yuki and I started on the 2nd bottle of wine. I have to comment here. Although I had seen both girls naked before, especially Yuki almost daily in the shower after baseball, I still wondered if "beaver," the slang term for a woman's pussy didn't originate with oriental women. Yuki's bush, labia lips and ass crack were covered with thick fur like hair. I wondered if dingleberries were a problem. Yoshi had shaved all of her pussy and ass crack, except a small patch on her mons. Anyway, as I found out a few minutes later, the girls were fastidiously clean. After the hot tub and before we could play, we underwent a cleansing. They used a white plastic pair of handcuffs to cuff my wrists behind my back and took me into a large 8 jet shower. The handcuffs were no toy. They were made of smooth molded plastic or maybe fiberglass, and were quite comfortable. The girls washed my hair, and with soft shower mitts, gently washed every inch of my body from head to toe. It was a ritual they did for their special sexual guests/slaves. They patted me dry, did my hair and put it up in a ponytail, and powdered, perfumed and applied a little makeup. The plastic cuffs were replaced with my own leather padded cuffs and a comfy fluffy terry robe was draped over my shoulders and cinched around my waist.

When everyone was ready, we went into a large sunken living room to play. My wrists were cuffed behind me the entire time, and when I wasn't eating one of their pussies, my mouth was gagged with either my ballgag or penis gag. For our 1st night, we played and experimented with multiple combinations and uses of my girl-girl equipment much like I have described several times in Parts 8 and 9 of this story. No one kept score. Things just naturally flowed from one thing or position to the next. Except that I was the bound submissive for the evening, I licked my fair share of pussies and had my pussy eaten out about the same number of times. My pussy was fucked by a strap-on, from the front and doggie-style, as much as anyone else's. We played for nearly 4 hours and all of us were pretty sexually satiated at the end. They freed me and let me use the bathroom to get ready for bed. Then, I was bent over my bed and a small 3" remote controlled bullet vibrator was stuffed up my twat. This was followed by half a rolled up Kotex sanitary napkin shoved in after the bullet to act as a cork to hold it in. In all our talks by the pool and in the hot tub, my virgin little rosebud was never mentioned by me or the girls. To my amazement and indignation, a small butt plug was lubed up and unceremoniously worked into my virgin asshole until it seated itself. They had me crawl up in the center of my bed, flip onto my back and tied me spread-eagled to the corners of the bed. Before saying good night, Yuki turned my little bullet on LOW and left me there for the night. It took a little scooting around and putting more of my weight on one ass cheek, before I got comfortable. I went right to sleep and was awakened all hot and horny at 7:00 AM Saturday morning.

After I was freed and the Kotex cork and vibrator removed, the butt plug made a satisfying "POP" when it came out. I was told to use the bathroom and come out for breakfast. My cleansing ritual would occur after breakfast. While we ate, Yuki explained that her older brother and roommate were driving up from San Diego that evening and wondered if I wanted to let them play with me. Yuki and I were 17 and Yoshi had just turned 16. These guys would be older college men, maybe 19 or 20 years old. Did I want to get fucked by older more experienced men? YES, was the obvious answer! The white plastic handcuffs were locked on my wrists in the shower. Although I was the one who spent the night with a buzzing vibrator in her pussy, they made me kneel in the shower and lick their pussies until each came. After everyone was clean, dry and pretty, I was informed that we would not be getting dressed and were headed down to the beach. I held my arms up and out to the side. Yuki and Yoshi quickly tied my breasts in some kind of rope bra or breast harness. Rope strands went around my back and under my breasts. Then the ropes curved up both sides of each breast, confining them on 3 sides, but not pinching them. These ropes went back and forth over my shoulders and eventually were cinched together at the top of each breast and then pulled and tightened behind my neck. The result was to raise my breasts an inch or two and make them prominently stick out, while not restricting the bloodflow. My arms were next tied forearm to forearm behind my back. A leash was tied around my waist. Yuki grabbed the end and pulled me along towards the beach.

Our little group walked single file, with Yuki leading me, and Yoshi bringing up the rear carrying a beach blanket. We headed north across the lawn; followed a sandy descending path through a thicket of multi-trunked scrubby 15-20 foot tall pine trees, emerged onto a sloping ever shifting stretch of little sand hills dotted with patches of beach grass, and finally walked onto a beautiful perhaps 1/4 mile long private beach fronting the Pacific Ocean. At either end of their beach were rock formations that jutted at least 100' out into the Ocean making the beach even more secluded? Finally, at the south end of the beach stood 8 ancient pier pilings arranged in a double row. They were all that remained of a former pier that could have been there 100 years ago. Each piling was round and about 18" in diameter and stood about 12' tall. They were bleached and weathered and worn smooth by countless years of wind and weather. Yoshi spread the beach blanket out on the sand about 25' from the gently lapping waves at the shoreline. I knelt on my haunches in the center of the blanket. What followed was what I can only describe as a long sensuous combination lesbian makeout session and tongue bath. The girls knelt on either side of me and for at least a half hour they warmly licked and kissed every inch of my exposed flesh starting at my forehead; over my entire face and neck and shoulders, down the front and sides of my torso, around my pussy, and over the tops and sides of my spread thighs. When they finished, they had my full attention and every nerve ending on my skin tingled.

Then, the real Japanese style kissing began. During our play the previous night, I either licked pussy or was gagged and didn't have a chance to kiss either girl. Yuki started and stared into my eyes for 5-10 seconds. I saw no hint of a signal that we were to move our lips in on each other. All of a sudden, she lunged and fastened her lips to mine and held our heads firmly together. Yuki was moaning and breathing heavily, but I didn't feel much of anything yet. As she held my head in a clench, her mouth opened wider and the kiss deepened. We explored each other's mouths and tongues. Suddenly she broke off the kiss and stared at me with eyes full of emotion and panting breath. Yuki stuck out her tongue and wagged it at me. I did the same and soon our tongues were rubbing and licking out in front of our mouths, until she again lunged and captured my lips with hers. It was kind of a free for all after that, until we had to break it off and come up for air. It was a prolonged very wet kiss, with our heads often changing angles, and a lot of slurping and sucking. Yuki did this move where she slurped and sucked my mouth, while her tongue fluttered rapidly against my tongue. By the time Yuki finished, I was getting into it and moaning and panting as much as she was. Yoshi went next, and back and forth they went. I soon became accustomed to this kissing ritual, and by the time they were finished with me, I was hot and horny right down to my tingling wet pussy.

Next, they concentrated on my cinched protruding breasts. They were kissed and licked everywhere with warm wet lips and tongues. My nipples were sucked and drawn out into swollen extended appendages. Finally, they sucked and sucked my nipples while using their fluttering tongues to rapidly lick my very sensitive nubs, which was very much like the way I sometimes did with a girl's clit. All this was really getting to me, but I had figured out that not only was this whole ritual a sensual respectful loving gesture, but also a tormenting tantalizing turn-on tease. When they finished on my breasts and had me so turned on that I couldn't stand it, they kissed and licked their way down my torso again to where their tongues were lapping at my pussy, before they stood me up. Yuki picked up the beach blanket and scooped up 2 little mounds of sand. They replaced the beach towel and had me lie down so that my ass was over one mound of sand, and my head rested on the other. Yuki straddled my face and I ate her pussy, while Yoshi was busy between my spread legs thoroughly licking my pussy and releasing all my pent up frustration. After Yuki and I came, the girls traded positions and we did it again. When we all got up, I first noticed a little bag lying in the sand by the beach towel. Yuki took me to the shoreline. She pulled my little waterproof vibrating egg and some ropes out of the bag. She inserted the egg deep in my pussy and secured it inside me by tying a crotch rope between my pussy lips. Yoshi had been rummaging in a pile of driftwood at the back of the beach and walked back holding a fairly straight piece about 4' long. They made me spread my legs and tied my ankles to the makeshift spreaderbar. I couldn't figure out what all this had to do with my proximity to the ocean, but I soon found out.

They helped me wade a few feet out into the ocean. They pulled me backwards and laid me down on my back in the wet sand, so that when the little waves broke on shore, they lapped at my pussy! My vibrator was turned on remotely to a medium setting and the girls went back to the beach towel and started playing with each other. Yuki and Yoshi were giggling and having fun eating each other's pussy, while I lay there on the brink of orgasm with the waves teasing my clit. At some point my vibrator shifted to high. I came almost immediately, and laid there wriggling and bucking and moaning through 2 more orgasms, before being released. We walked back to the house and it was into the shower for all 3 of us. They left me to finish up in the bathroom, and a short while later I appeared in the kitchen for lunch wearing the terrycloth robe. During lunch, Yoshi had a little evil grin on her face, and Yuki finally told me that Yoshi would be playing with me after lunch. I was to meet her at the front door wearing my tennis shoes. Yuki would cleanup the table and do the dishes.

When I got to the front door, Yoshi was waiting for me. In short order she prepared me for whatever game we were going to play. My robe was removed to leave me naked except for my tennis shoes. My wrists were buckled into my padded leather cuffs behind my back. One of the girl's bullet vibrators was shoved up my pussy, turned on low and secured in place with a crotch rope. My penis gag was forced deep in my mouth and buckled behind my head. Yoshi opened a small jar, with Japanese writing on it. She carefully rubbed the white cr�me into my pussy lips, saying that it was a Japanese herbal pussy cr�me that men liked to see. With my gag, I was in no position to argue or question. Yoshi bent me over and worked a well lubricated foxtail fur butt plug into my other hole. The foxtail was gray and about 18" long. Finally, she tied a long rope around my waist and led me out the front door and told me to wait there. As I waited, I began to feel my pussy lips tingling a bit. I looked down and saw that my pussy lips were swelling up and turning red. Apparently this cr�me drew my blood to the surface and caused my pussy lips to become engorged. There was no pain or other discomfort, except for the pleasurable tingly feeling. I heard him, before I saw him, "Rolf, Rolf!" Lumbering around the south corner of the house was this huge Great Dane dog pulling a 4 wheel gardening cart, with Yoshi riding in it.

I was introduced to Rolf, their pet Great Dane dog, who was the size of a miniature horse and probably weighed over 200 pounds. Rolf was very friendly and sniffed me up and down without any interest. I noticed that he had leather booties tied to his feet, like those that sled dogs would wear in Alaska. Yoshi took the tow rope off of Rolf's harness and tied the long rope fastened to my waist to Rolf's harness. At a signal from Yoshi, Rolf took off at a little trot towards the north border of the lawn, which was lined by that thicket of 15'-20' scrubby pine trees. Rolf was now pulling me and I had to trot behind to keep up. The bullet vibe was buzzing in my pussy; the crotch rope rubbed at my swollen pussy lips, and my foxtail wagged back and forth behind me. When Rolf reached the trees, he slowed and sniffed his way all along the north edge of the lawn. I could now walk behind him at a normal pace. When Rolf got to the wall along the road he turned left and sniffed his way along the bushes planted on the inside of the wall. When Rolf found the right bush, he lifted his leg and let loose with a mighty stream of piss. With his current business completed, Rolf trotted back to Yoshi up by the house.

The rope attaching me to Rolf was removed. Yoshi had a 4" slice of some kind of sausage and rubbed it all over my tits. She fed Rolf the sausage slice and the dog went to drink from his water bowl. Yoshi told me that she would give me a 50' head start and then would send Rolf after me. I walked out into the lawn and heard Yoshi command, "Get her!" I started to run, but could see over my shoulder that Rolf was closing on me by leaps and bounds. I turned around to face the dog and started feinting right and left, but Rolf was too quick. He toyed with me, matching my every move, as I went left and right backpedaling. I stumbled and wound up sprawled flat on my back. Quick as a flash Rolf was on top of me straddling my body. I swear that dog grinned at me. He licked my pussy once and then started licking the sausage residue off my tits. When Rolf was satisfied that he ad gotten every last lick of sausage off my tits, he used his big head to flip me over. He grabbed my foxtail in his teeth, pulled it out of my asshole and trotted off triumphantly. I was left to get up and walk back to the house.

Yoshi had a naked bound and gagged Yuki standing next to her with a crotch rope tied between her red swollen pussy lips. Yoshi tied Yuki's and my wrists to the handle of the garden cart. She and Rolf piled into the cart and ordered us to pull the cart around the yard. The cart had 4 balloon tire wheels, so the pulling wasn't too difficult, but Yoshi prodded us along by flicking a cat-o-nine tails on our asses. After about 15 minutes we drew to a halt. Yuki and I were released from the cart handle and our gags were removed. We had to go around to the rear of the cart, where Yoshi had perched. We had to kneel in the grass and eat Yoshi's pussy. But, our afternoon of torment was not over.

Yuki and I were taken to the scrubby multi-stemmed pine trees and our wrists were tied up and spread to individual 4" trunks/stems of 2 different trees. Yoshi administered 10 more whacks from the cat-o-nine tails to each of our asses, and she left us tied there. She returned a few minutes later with 2 long shoelaces and more slices of sausage. After rubbing our tits with sausage, Yoshi strung 2 slices of sausage with a shoelace, wrapped it around my tits and tied it behind me. She centered each piece of sausage over one of my tits and did the same to Yuki. She left us tied there and went and played Frisbee out in the yard with Rolf. It might have been 30 minutes before Yoshi came back to check on us. That vibrator and crotch rope had been buzzing away in my love hole, as well as on my swollen red pussy lips and clit, for an awfully long time, but I wasn't yet ready to beg to come. "Are you girls ready to come," Yoshi asked rhetorically and quipped, "rolf has his eye on your sausage tits." At her command, Rolf raced towards me with that stupid grin look on his face and his tail wagging. Thank God for those leather booties. Rolf jumped up on me, with his front paws resting on my shoulders, and swiftly plucked the sausages off my titties and wolfed them down. Before he went over to Yuki, Rolf made sure that he had licked every last vestige of sausage flavor off my tits. As soon as Rolf had finished on Yuki, our vibrators remotely sprang to life on high.

I groaned as I realized just how badly I needed to come. I felt the orgasm building rapidly, but I fought it all the way hoping for one of those mind blowing orgasms, because I didn't know if I would get another. When it came, my scream echoed over the enclosed front yard and my knees gave way. I didn't pass out, but hung there by my bound wrists for a couple minutes, until I could get my legs back under me. Yoshi had brought out a lightweight aluminum chaise lounge, some magazines and more sausage slices. My vibrator had resumed its buzzing on low. Yoshi prepared 2 more sausage slice string bikini tops and tied them on Yuki and me. Yoshi parked herself in the lounge chair and read her magazines, while Rolf lay at her side staring at those sausage slices covering our nipples. When it all became too much for Rolf, he would whimper and whine. From time to time Yoshi remotely turned the speed up on our vibrators, for a few minutes, just to tease us. Rolf's whining and howling must have gotten to Yoshi after awhile, because she eventually let Rolf strip and lick our titties clean. After that, the vibrators revved up to high and Yuki and I had our 2nd gigantic orgasms of the afternoon. Once Yuki and I were freed, we helped cleanup the front yard and all 3 of us headed for yet another cleansing shower ritual.

We hung around the pool for the rest of the afternoon. For dinner, we had a delicious grilled salmon and a hot rice dish with vegetables. Yuki and I had white wine, while Yoshi still preferred beer. As we finished our dinner around the large dining table, the men arrived. There were 4 of them instead of the expected 2. Takashi was the girl's older brother, along with his roommate and a set of twins, who were their friends. I can't remember their names. Everyone was very cordial and polite. Yuki and Yoshi brought out some sandwich fixings for the men, and they chose beer except for Takashi, who drank Sak�. Introductions were made and we easily fell into conversation. I couldn't help notice how similar the men looked; stocky muscular frames, squareish heads, short black hair and black slanted eyes. Whereas Yuki and Yoshi had long lean figures, slim hips, long straight black hair, but did not have slanted eyes. Instead, they were straight and a very dark brown color, due probably to their mother's American genes. However, you might think that they would have small breasts, but each had a nice pair of B-cup tits. Eventually the conversation turned to our bondage play. Takashi asked me if I wanted to play after dinner, but I responded that tomorrow would be soon enough, because we were not yet finished with Yoshi. There was a little discussion about whether Yoshi should be allowed to play with us, but she quickly pointed out that she was 16 and we were only 17 (still jail bait), and her insistence got her included. It was decided that soft cotton rope would be used rather than the traditional Japanese jute or hemp. No analplay would be allowed, by my insistence, and condoms were mandatory. We left the men to finish eating and clean up their dishes.

Yuki and I took Yoshi into the weight room and stripped off her bikini. I mostly watched as Yuki strapped her down to a padded weight bench, with her butt at one end and her head at the other. Yoshi's wrists were tied under the bench and 3 straps, from shoulders to waist, held her down. Then, we tied long ropes to her ankles and pulled her legs apart and pulled them back until they were even with her head. The ropes were tied off to hooks on the wall that held the straps. Yoshi's ass and pussy stood high in the air. Yuki used the cat-o-nine tails and really wailed on Yoshi's ass. It was as red as I've ever seen a beaten ass. Yuki whispered to me that we weren't going to let her come for at least an hour. I went first and knelt down. I used my tongue and mouth to bring Yoshi to the edge 4 or 5 times, until she frantically begged that she couldn't take anymore. I looked at the clock. Only 25 minutes had gone by, but Yuki shook her head no. She told me to sit on Yoshi's face and make her lick me good. After I had 2 orgasms, Yuki took over licking and teasing Yoshi's pussy. Yoshi lasted about another 20 minutes, before she begged and pleaded to come, but Yuki straddled her face and made her younger sister eat her out. Once satisfied, Yuki put her sister out of her misery in about 3 minutes. On the way into the living room, we donned our robes and the 3 of us found the men playing pool. I thought the twins looked sorta cute out of the 4. It was evident that Takashi had been hitting the Sak� bottle heavily. He offered me a taste and I didn't care for the rice based liquor.

Midnight Gangbang –

In the living room, Yoshi was again stripped and tied up on the floor. Yuki inserted a remote controlled bullet vibrator up her pussy, and Yuki and I sat on a sofa and started watching a movie. From time to time, Yuki cranked up the vibrator, but wasn't inclined to let Yoshi come yet. The next thing I knew I was abruptly awakened by a hand over my mouth and my wrists being tied behind my back. The TV showed only flickering snow and the clock read 12:10 AM. I was wrestled out the front door and onto the front lawn. I was asked if I wanted to play. It was technically tomorrow, so I nodded my head, yes. "You're not going to scream are you," one of them asked me. I shook my head, no. The hand was removed. I was sitting upright on the lawn with my legs tucked under me. The belt on my robe was untied and pulled over my shoulders and down my bound arms. It pooled around my hips. My naked breasts shown in the moonlight and the shadows accentuated my cleavage. I saw that it was the twins and one of them pulled down his shorts to reveal his hard cock. I had psyched myself up for playing with these college men. I gave the 1st twin my best long slow blowjob. When I finished, the 2nd twin was waiting with his erection. Neither of the twin's cocks was particularly thick, but they were nice and long. I easily took them into my throat, and both howled when they came.

Takashi's roommate came out with a handful of ropes, and reported that Takashi had passed out on the poolroom floor. He said that we can tie Christine up tight and take her down to the beach. They stood me up, untied my wrists and removed my robe. My arms were tied behind my back at the wrists, forearms and above my elbows. More ropes were wound around my torso, forming a figure 8 over my breasts, and around my waist binding my arms to my body. While they tied me up, one of the twins asked me if I like it rough. I replied, "I like it a "little" rough, and like to be manhandled." "Also, a "little" pain turns me on," It was best to wait and see how they defined "little" in their minds. As I walked down the descending sandy path to the beach, the sands shifted under my bare feet and I knew that my ass was swaying and wiggling as I walked. I caught the twins, walking behind me, ogling my butt so I put on a little show for them. When we got to the beach, Takashi's roommate picked me up and carried me over his shoulder while he ran around the beach with me. The twins chased after, and when Takashi's roommate stopped, they all started spanking my raised exposed ass. I shrieked and laughed and kicked my legs. They laughed as much as I did, but after a moderate little spanking I was dumped down onto the sand. I scrambled and got myself up on my knees to face them. Takashi's roommate was already freeing his cock, and it was waiting for me when I settled into a comfortable position. Like the twin's, his cock was thin, but not quite as long.

I gave Takashi's roommate my best long slow blowjob, but when it was the twins turn, they were a little more forceful. After I licked their balls and all over their penises, they fucked my mouth in short bursts. In between these forays, they would seemingly rest and hold their cocks in my mouth or my throat for me to suck. Eventually they vigorously pounded their cocks in and out until each shot his load of cum into my throat. I fully expected them to shout "Bonsai" or some other victory term. When the last of the 3 had finished, I was pushed down onto my face. The three knelt around me and began spanking my ass with more enthusiasm. I was excited from giving the first blowjobs back up on the lawn and the prospects of getting fucked by these college men. Now I was even more turned on. I could feel that I was really wet and I felt the sand between my legs sticking to my pussy. I squealed some more and kicked my legs like a spoiled 3 year old, which only egged them on more. When they finished, I felt a pretty good burn and prickly sensation on my ass, but I was really hot and horny for their cocks. They rolled me over onto my back and I lay there with my legs spread staring up at them. It was then I noticed in the moonlight that one of the identical twins had a small scar on his cheekbone under his left eye. "What are you guys gonna do with those big cocks?" I asked. I didn't want them to fuck me with my pussy coated with sand. They got me up, removed all my rope bindings, brushed as much sand off me that they could, and dragged me, struggling and kicking, out into the ocean.

We stopped out in the gently rolling breakers at a point where the waves broke over my pussy. After 10-12 waves had washed between my legs, one of them reached around from behind me and thoroughly fingered my pussy. "She's all cleaned off." He said. They pulled me over to one of the ancient wooden pier pilings and backed me up to it. My arms were raised overhead and my wrists were tied behind the piling. Another rope around my waist secured me to the piling. Takashi's roommate went 1st. He started kissing me and squeezing and playing with my nipples and tits, but the twins kept chanting, "C'mon FUCK her, FUCK her, FUCK her!" He had to find his shorts laying in the sand and pullout a condom packet. As he opened it, I could see Japanese writing on the packet. When he rolled it on his still rock hard cock, I saw that it was absolutely clear. I asked, "How do you guys keep it up so long?" They all smiled and chanted, "We took the blue pill!" That made me wonder if they would fuck me all night. He slowly slipped his cock right into my ready waiting love tunnel. His condom must have been super thin, because I could feel every bump, ridge and vein of his dick. He fucked me non-stop, hard and fast. I came well before he did, but when he came and pulled out, one of the twins was right there

The 2nd twin wore a studded condom with maybe hundreds of little bumps all over it. It felt really good moving in and out inside me. At one point, he pulled out and ran his studded cock over my clit, until I came. Then he was right back inside me, hammering away at my sex starved pussy. It all became a blur after that. It was a gangbang. One after another they fucked me. I was tied to the piling with my feet spread wide in the sand. It seemed that I was constantly coming. I don't know how many orgasms I had. It seemed that each of the men came so fast, only to be replaced by another. I think each of them fucked me twice. None of my orgasms were of the mind blowing variety, yet each one shot through my body and dazed my brain. When they finished, my head was spinning and every nerve in my body tingled with orgasmic ecstasy. I was breathing heavily, but my mind cleared quickly. Oddly enough, I didn't feel exhausted or the least bit sore. In fact, I wanted more! After some rest time, Takashi's roommate asked me if I wanted to go some more. I could see that all of their cocks were still hard and ready. If I said, no, I think they would have had to beat their cocks down in order to get them back in their shorts. I said, "I'll go another round if you'll play with me and fuck me nice and slow, while I lay on my back." "One of you could go back up to the lawn and get my robe for me to lie on."

Problem solved. The guys stripped off their shirts and lined them up on the sand. They untied me from the old pier piling and just tied my wrists behind my back. I was laid out on my back on their shirts. Before this was over, one guy's shirt would have a good deposit of my pussy juices on it. Each of them did fuck me nice and slow. They took the time to kiss me passionately, though with a lot of that rapid tongue flicking slurping sucking action. My breasts were played with and my nipples were sucked and slurped, before they entered me. They fucked me slowly at first, but when our excitement grew, they speeded up until we climaxed nearly simultaneously every time. I raised and spread my legs and let them plunge as deep into my cunt as they could. It felt wonderful having their weight crushing my body into the sand and their cocks deep inside me. The 2nd twin with the scar kissed and played with me, and then crawled down between my legs. He said, "Here's a little sample of what we'll do to you this afternoon!" He started licking my pussy! He smacked his lips as he sampled the taste of my pussy juices. He thoroughly licked my pussy everywhere, but did not tongue fuck me. I was squirming around down there and moaning from the sheer pleasure. He teased and licked my clit, until I screamed and came, and then he buried his long cock all the way inside me. I came again rather quickly, but he kept pumping right through my orgasm. I thrust my hips up at him, seeking one colossal final orgasm, while he ravaged my love hole. It came with a thundering crash that sent spasm after spasm of pure fiery pleasure throughout my body. I screamed and gasped, trying to catch my breath from those truly "fuck your brains out" orgasms, and finally realized that his cock was spurting and twitching deep inside me, from his own orgasm.

As we all walked back to the house, they told me that they had special plans for us girls that afternoon, and assured me that it would be a lot of "fucking fun!" Takashi's roommate asked me if I had experienced the cat-o-nine tails. I told him that Yoshi had used them on Yuki and me the previous afternoon. I said, "If you're going to use them on me, I don't want any welts or marks." "I'm pretty hot and turned on when my bottom turns a bright rosy red." I picked up my terry robe still lying on the grass lawn and walked into the house. It seemed no one was up. I went to my room and took a quick shower, put on panties and zonked out immediately. It was nearly 4:00 AM!

The Ritual –

I awoke at 10"30 AM that morning and groggily staggered into the kitchen. I found everyone in the dining room. Yuki and Yoshi had eaten and were preparing food for the men. I was starved and hadn't eaten anything in over 16 hours. I had a big glass of OJ, pancakes, sausage and eggs and washed it down with 2 welcome cups of coffee. Takashi was there looking terrible. He was eating pancakes with more Sak�. At that point of I didn't know what to make of him and wondered if he had a chronic drinking problem. We girls left a little after 11"00 AM to prepare for the afternoon's events. Once in the girl's bedroom, Yuki and Yoshi apologized profusely for Takashi's behavior and said that he would not be participating that afternoon. They said it was not like him and they were puzzled at his behavior.

We all got into the large 6 nozzle shower and the girls washed my hair and the rest of me, plus themselves. We dried off and blow dried our hair. Yuki explained that the men had this kind of ritual they went through and would prepare me for it. She wasn't sure exactly what they had planned, but it would be a lot of fun with plenty of blowjobs and fucking. I imagined it was to be an adaptation of some college initiation or frat party game. First, we helped each other put our hair up. The day was kinda hot and the sun was high inn the sky. I slathered on a generous coating of sun block. Next, they made up my face. Yuki painted bright red lip gloss on my lips, and Yoshi put on an awful lot of mascara and eye liner. After everyone was made up, the jar of herbal pussy cream was produced. It was rubbed into everyone's pussy lips and onto our nipples. The panties that I wore that night were stuffed into my mouth, but Yuki decided that wasn't enough. She got another pair of her used panties and packed it into my mouth too. Then, I was cleave-gagged with a silk scarf. Yuki brought pairs of nipple clamps, similar to mine, and clamped them on my now red pencil eraser nipples that had popped out. A small weight dangled from the chain connecting the clamps. My nipples and areolas were quite red and tingly, but the initial pain lasted less than a minute. When everyone's nipple clamps were on, Yuki and Yoshi lubed up butt plugs and inserted them into each other's rectums. They said that they loved the extra sensations and tightness, when they got screwed, but I still passed on the little anal invaders.

From a box on her dresser, Yuki showed me a string of 3 metal balls connected with silk thread. She rattled them in front of my faced and asked if I knew what they were. I did not. She explained that they were Ben Wa Balls and each ball had a little weight in it that rolled around as I moved, and would bring me almost constant pleasure. I inserted them up my love hole. Finally, round stamped gold medallions, with 3 cords attached, were produced from a dresser drawer. They either represented the sun or a sunflower. The 2 top cords were looped around my hips and tied in back. The center dangling cord was brought up between my legs, buried in my pussy and ass crack and tied to the cords behind me. When the other girls had their Ben Wa Balls in and their medallions secured, which covered their pussies, they gagged themselves with their panties and silk scarves. When everyone was ready, we donned beautiful silk robes and walked out into the living room. We could hear Takashi retching and throwing up somewhere in the house. The 3 college men were waiting for us. They wore identical white shorts and matching San Diego College T-shirts. After a cursory inspection, they removed our silk robes and took time to admire our bodies.

All our arms were lean and long, so they twisted them around behind us and brought them up between our shoulder blades, and they tied our wrists crossed in a double hammerlock position. More rope was wound around our upper arms in back, and over and under our breasts, leaving our breasts jutting out and our arms completely immobile. They lined us up and placed a little loop of rope around our necks. I was 3rd in line and the other end of my leash was tied to Yoshi's bound arms in front of me. Takashi's roommate grabbed Yuki's leash and we were off. We marched single file on the sandy path down to the beach. My hips swayed as I walked on the shifting sand and I began to feel the pleasurable effects of the moving Ben Wa Balls in my pussy. When we got to the beach, our leashes were taken off. Takashi's roommate took the cat-o-nine tails out of his duffle bag. He started chasing Yuki around the beach flicking the cat-o-nine tails at her perky ass. They took turns chasing us around the beach and we ran pretty fast to avoid the sting of the cat-o-nine tails. Although the twin with the scar, who chased me, easily could have hit my butt every time, he only connected 2 or 3 times during my 2 scampers around the beach. After they finished their fun, I was a little winded, but those Ben Wa Balls in my pussy had really turned me on. We were ordered to kneel on beach blankets that had been spread out on the sand. We had to bend way over so that our noses touched the blankets. Each of us was given a little introductory hand spanking. The combination of the bouncing weight on my nipple clamps, the Balls in my pussy and the little sting of the spanking left me totally aroused.

We were ordered to kneel upright. Our gags were taken off and the panties in our mouths were extracted. When Takashi's roommate came to me and took off his shorts, I was surprised to see that he had gone commando. However, I assumed that he had taken another blue pill. The 3 of us had to give blowjobs to all 3 college men. I had said the night before, that I liked it a "little" rough, and that's exactly what I got. Although they started slowly and let me lick them all over, each of them soon grabbed my head and battered in and out of my mouth, as fast as they could go, and thrust into my throat as far as they could. Takashi's roommate pumped a huge load of cum down my throat for me to swallow. I was astonished that with only 5 or so minutes rest, they were ready to go again. I did notice that with subsequent blowjobs each guy shot smaller loads of cum. I finished first and the little pile of panties on my blanket was again packed into my mouth, followed by the silk scarf gag. The twin with the scar got me to my feet and pushed me over to the old pier pilings. He removed my rope bindings and gave me a few moments to stretch and rub my arms. Long ropes were used to tie me spread-eagle between 2 of the upright pilings that were firmly buried in the sand. My long lean legs were spread about as far apart as they could go, while I was standing. When my nipple clamps were taken off I cringed and tried to double over from the sharp pain of the returning bloodflow. My nipples were bright red and hard as a rock, from the herbal pussy cream and the nipple clamps. The gold medallion covering my pussy was removed and he fished out the Ben Wa Balls from my pussy. With them came a gush of my pussy juices that flowed halfway down my thighs. I looked down at myself and saw that my pussy lips shown bright red in the sunlight.

After Yuki and Yoshi finished their blowjobs, they were prepared like I was. Except for our scarf gags, the 3 of us stood completely naked tied spread-eagle between adjacent pier pilings. The cat-o-nine tails came out again, and I nervously squirmed and braced myself. I had read that cat-o-nine tails had been used in olden times as an instrument of punishment, especially on naval vessels. They could easily rip a man's back open and leave him scarred for life. The 3 men took turns walking behind us and administering our punishment, which was meant, of course, to give us some pain, but also arouse us, as if I needed to be turned on more. They hit our butts with what I would describe as a forearm slap, which hurt a little more than a little wrist flick from the "cat." I got 5 and he moved to the next girl in line. When the 1st man had finished on all 3 of us, he passed the whip off and the process was repeated. At first we all were squealing like stuck pigs and shaking our heads no. Soon we were moaning, and it was then that I realized that it was I who was moaning much louder than the other girls. I had blocked the stinging blows out of my mind and was actually swaying with them and trying to hump the air, because there was nothing else to rub my pussy on. Each of us probably received 20-30 blows, but I really don't know. When they finished my butt was pretty sore and prickly feeling, but I tingled all over. A few surprise cracks of the cat across my breasts and one to my pussy sure brought me out of my personal reverie.

What happened next was amazing! Our gags and the panties in our mouths were removed. They played with us nicely, before they screwed us. Takashi's roommate started with me. He kissed me soundly and passionately, albeit in their wet slurpy Japanese style, but he wrapped his arms around my back and crushed my breasts against his broad muscular chest. He forced my head back in several deep kisses. He felt and squeezed and played with my breasts. My nipples were licked, slurped and sucked thoroughly. I would have fainted if I wasn't so turned on. Before he screwed me, Takashi's roommate knelt in the sand, between my spread legs, and began eating my pussy! The sight of a college man kneeling before me eating my pussy was almost more than I could assimilate. He kissed and slurped my pussy. He licked and licked my sensitive and tingling red swollen pussy lips and licked over the entrance to my vagina. That was all I could take and I came. When his tongue licked and teased and sucked my clit, I had 2 more strong orgasms. Finally, he stood, rolled on a thin clear condom and easily slipped his cock inside me. The tenderness was gone and the rough stuff was back. He fucked me hard, with wild abandon, as if there was no tomorrow, until we both came.

The twins generally followed the script. There was a lot of nice tender foreplay. The 1st twin knelt between my legs and really kissed and licked my pussy over and over everywhere. I had an orgasm while he tongue fucked me and an enormous one while he was sucking my clit. He screwed me using a studded condom and although it felt great, I just couldn't come before he finished. The twin with the little scar on his cheek really spent a lot of time between my legs. He started down on my inner thighs and lapped up all my dripping pussy juices. He licked my perineum and around the outside of my pussy lips, before really getting serious. My red pussy lips were licked as well as along the entire length of my slit. After kissing and slurping my spread open pussy, he tongue fucked me. I was gasping and moaning, trying to hold back my building orgasm for his assault on my clit. When it came, he flicked his tongue and teased me all around my clit. I couldn't stand much more and as soon as he sucked that hypersensitive little nub, I exploded and slumped in my bonds momentarily. God! That was a great orgasm, but he still had to screw me. And he did, and we came at pretty much the same time.

The other 2 men were watching and cheered their friend. I hadn't noticed that the others were finished with Yuki and Yoshi. Yuki was being untied from her spread-eagle, but her wrists were tied behind her back. She was told that she owed her guest a big thank you. Yuki dropped to her knees between my spread legs and began to eat me out. I didn't feel that it was necessary, but the Japanese have customs and I was deeply touched by her intimate act. While Yuki was eating me out, Takashi's roommate had freed Yoshi, bound her wrists behind her back and was fucking her down on the beach blanket. Yuki really showed her appreciation. She slowly licked and teased me, taking me higher and higher, and closer and closer to the elusive relief I sought. She sucked my clit, until I shrieked and climaxed, but she kept sucking. I knew why Yuki preferred lesbian sex and she was really good at it. Whether it was a few seconds later or a couple minutes, I screamed and my whole body quivered from the magnitude of the 2nd orgasm.

There was a little break when Yuki and Yoshi were finished. They were freed. I was released from my spread-eagle tie, but my wrists were re-bound behind my back. The girls and the roommate wanted to check on their brother, although he was undoubtedly in no shape to join us on the beach. Yuki asked me if I wanted to play some more with the twins. I was beginning to feel a little tired, but said that I could go one more round with each of the twins. The 3 of them picked up everything, except a beach blanket for me, and headed up to the house, leaving me alone, naked and tied, with the twins. I said to them that it's been a bit exhausting between last night and this afternoon, "Can we take it nice and slow. They did just that. Each of them made love to me, while I lay on the beach blanket on my back, and screwed me silly. When we arrived at the house a huge argument was in progress between the sisters and their brother. Yuki took me into my bedroom apologizing all the way. She told me that her brother had disgraced himself and the family name in front of guests. She had called her father and he would be arriving by 6:00 PM, and that it would be best if the twins and I left. I figured there would be Hell to pay on Takashi's part. It was almost 4:30 PM. I took a nice long shower, got myself ready, put on shorts and a top for the drive home, sorted out and packed up my stuff. I was ready to go by 5:30 PM. I thanked everyone for the good time I had. The girls were still apologizing as I pulled away. I had an easy drive back home in the light Sunday traffic, and my parents took me out to dinner. I had many stories to tell!

Junior Year -

I'm not going to dwell on my Junior Year at high school. It was the worst year of my high school career. For some reason of chance, I got all strict and mean teachers. I had homework virtually every night in every subject. Besides that, we did a lot of practice studying for the SATs in the fall. I also had a computer program to study with at night. It had thousands and thousands of sample questions for the test. When I got the results from my SAT test, I actually did very well, but was not a National Merit Scholarship semi-finalalist. Only 3 people from our school won that honor. During our 2nd semester, we had to research and write a 50 page Junior Theme. I thought my English teacher actually was a witch. She was this tall thin haughty looking woman, with gray hair and knurly long bony fingers, and long pointy nose, who wore rouge on her face and black clothes. She had to be in her 70s or 80s, and also taught one class in Latin. Who takes Latin anymore? Everyday it was so ghostly quiet in her class, that if she wasn't lecturing, you could hear a pin drop. In all, I thought they were probably preparing us for college. All this cut down on my social life considerably.

The cheerleaders and their dance routines were a big hit. On Friday nights the stands were packed with Boosters and fans and many of them stood and sang along or danced in the aisles when we did our little routines. The sad story was that the cheerleaders were the only thing to get excited about. Our team finished the season with a dismal 1-9 record. Our quarterback was the son of one of the Coaches, and our offensive backfield was a bunch of stuck up hotshot seniors. By the end of the season all of them had lost their bluster and faded into everyday school life. Our guys never got to play until the 4th quarter, even when we were hopelessly behind. There were NO big parties centered on the football games. There were a number of little parties during the school year. Meagan had a dance party with about 50 kids there, and I had a smaller pool party early in the fall, while it was still warm enough to use the pool.

I did run for Junior Class President and won. This meant that overall I was in charge of putting on the Junior-Senior Prom. The tradition in our school is that the Junior Class puts on the Prom for the seniors, but members of both classes could attend. Even an upper classmen could bring a sophomore as their date. We did have some money from a school fund, but most of the costs would be covered by ticket sales. My Dad had some connections and knew some booking agents. Our Prom Committee picked 3 possible bands they liked and we made up a ballot for the seniors to vote on. The senior's vote picked the band they wanted and also determined that they wanted a dinner followed by the band's concert. Once that was accomplished, my Dad negotiated a contract with the band for a Saturday night in early May. It took some time for our Prom Committee to find and book a suitable venue that could handle 400-500 kids and serve them all dinner. We had a Decorating Committee and a Ticket Sales Committee. At the beginning of 2nd semester, the final plans were announced and ticket sales began. Then, the mad scramble to get a date began. Both Brian and Ryan asked me to go, and I went with both of them. A few guys and a number of girls bought single tickets and went stag and drag. On the night of the Prom, all the other cheerleaders had dates and we assembled at my house. We all went to the Prom in a huge limo. Actually, there was no dress code, and I wore a bright orange strapless sheath dress that ended about 2" above mid-thigh. I could properly sit down in it without showing anything but a little more leg. Brian and Ryan each got me nice white gardenia wrist corsages.

On the night of the Prom, Saturday, May 12, 2002, the cheerleaders and their dates assembled at my house, and we took a big limo to the Prom venue. The Ticket Committee had tables at the entrance to take tickets and check people off their master list. The Decorating Committee had done a wonderful job and the room looked beautiful, with flower arrangements on each table. I had reserved 2 tables for the cheerleaders and their dates, right up front, along with a table for the Senior Class Officers and their dates. Most of the girls wore some type of sexy clubwear type dress, and all the guys looked really handsome in their tuxedos and buttoners. However, quite a number of girls wore those frumpy prom gowns, with short puffy sleeves in pink, lime green and light blue. When people bought their tickets, they made a dinner entr�e selection from 3 choices. We had provided the venue with a total count and the number of each entr�e selected. We sold tickets for 420 kids. I had a reasonably good fish dinner and lots of coffee, but you can't expect gourmet food for 420 kids.

After the dinner was cleared away, the band came on stage and started their concert. They were quite good and at that time had one hit song somewhere in the middle of the Billboard Top 40! Everyone stood during the concert and clapped their hands and waved their arms to the music. A number of girls went up front in the vacated orchestra pit, to be right next to the stage, and waved their arms and went crazy. A little impromptu dancing broke out here and there. It was really wild! The 1st set lasted about 45 minutes. During the intermission, the Senior Class President came on stage and announced all those silly awards the class voted on, along with crowning the Prom king and queen. During this time, I made the rounds of the tables and said HI to my friends, and everyone said they were having a good time. The band played another 45 minute set and 2 encores, before it was over. The cheerleaders and their dates hopped in our limo and were taken to a hotel, where we had 3 double-bedroom suites booked on the same floor. From about midnight until 4:00 AM, there was nothing but sex and bondage sex. There was a considerable amount of room hopping and everyone got thoroughly laid countless times. We got a few hours sleep, had a quick room service breakfast and our limo picked us up at 11:00 AM and drove everyone back to my place.

During the school year, I had an adequate number of dates and double dates, with a barely adequate amount of sex. Besides everything else, I had modeling shoots and my work at home for the Foundation. I really had to work hard to keep my grades up, if I wanted to get into a good college. As the weather warmed up during baseball season, Lisa and I spent a lot of time out at Brewster's Pond with different guys. It was so beautiful and quiet and private out there that I felt totally uninhibited. We had sex right out there in the open on a beach blanket or just rolled around in the grass. One Sunday afternoon Lisa and I went out there alone to read and sunbathe, feeling a little horny and thinking we might at least eat each other's pussy. I always carried a bunch of extra condoms with me and a couple pieces of short rope. You never know when the opportunity will appear. There were 4 guys from the Varsity baseball team out there fishing and swimming and drinking a little beer. Eventually they came over to us at the other end of the pond, and we started talking. One thing led to another and soon Lisa and I had broken our rule about no bondage sex during baseball season. Three of the guys had followed that old "be prepared" motto and had condoms in their wallets. We let them tie our wrists behind our backs and screw us until the condoms ran out. I had slept with 4 new juniors, without giving a blowjob, and all of them were very good.

Our women's baseball team had a fantastic season. We finished with a record of 26-2 and won the District title. We also won the District Tournament playoffs and went on to the Regional Playoffs. We won our first game, but then lost 2 in a row and were eliminated. The team seemed to just collapse under the pressure. We were making silly mistakes and errors in the field and our batting slumped. Still, this was the best any Cardinal women's baseball team had done in the school's history. Lisa started out as the #2 pitcher, behind a senior, for 5-6 games, before being elevated to #1. Yuki played shortstop and I continued to play 2nd base. We had 2 little scrappy girls batting #1 and #2. The goal was to get on base by walk, bunt or slap hit. Even in Varsity baseball, there are always a fair number of wild pitches or passed balls giving any runners on base the opportunity to steal a base and get in scoring position. Yuki batted #3 and I hit in the cleanup spot. It was a rare game when we did not score at least 2 runs in the 1st inning. Lisa finished the League season with a record of 15-0. She had one of our losses in the Regional Playoffs. I set School and League records for batting percentage, most singles and most doubles. My fielding percentage tied the School and League records.

We got a lot of press that year, especially during the last few weeks of the season. It started in the local papers and the school newspaper. Lisa's and my pictures were often included in the stories. We got dubbed the "Dynamic Duo!" Attendance at our games tripled. Reporters from the LA papers and other area papers began showing up at our games. Because they started asking questions that were too personal or those inane "How does it feel" questions, Lisa and I kinda shut down. We were still friendly and courteous, but refrained from answering any questions except about baseball. "I do my talking with my bat and my glove" became my favorite saying. Coach must have called countless colleges telling them there were some good ballplayers they should see, because college scouts were always showing up at our games. Those sleazy vultures were almost as bad as the press. Even though they knew full well what the NCAA college rules were, they would offer me pretty much anything imaginable. I pawned them off on Coach, but they called our house. They offered; free trips and vacations, parties, night clubbing, meeting famous people from their schools right up to the Governor, and many other enticements. They were so persistent and pesky that I told them that I would be visiting some colleges over the coming summer, but hadn't decided yet which ones to visit. They had to be colleges with top notch business schools and told them to mail me information about their schools. My Dad got really pissed off at them, when they called the house, and told them to call the Coach and hung up. Nels instructed our Coaches to tell all scouts to mail their college's info packets.

During the last week of school, there was a cheerleaders meeting with Coach. As a result of the seniors who got kicked off the squad earlier in the year, she informed us that the administration had adopted a new policy. Beginning next year, the JV Cheerleaders would have to include a minimum of 3 girls from each class. This would include all Cheerleader squads the following year. There were no other applicants who wanted to try out for the Varsity Cheerleader squad. So, we unanimously elected Brittany and Stephanie to our Varsity squad. We would inform the girls and the meeting was over.

School was over and I was looking forward to visiting colleges the coming summer.

*Author's Note – I have decided to end this part of my story here, because it is becoming a bit too cumbersome for me. HOWEVER, I will continue this story with a 2 part immediate sequel titled "Senior Year," which will pickup where the story ended.

Watch for "Senior Year" the 2 part conclusion to this story next month.