The all-girls private school was the most elite on the entire coast, and the members of its cheerleading squad, who cheered for the teams of the boys’ school in the next suburb, were the cream of the cream. Membership of the cheerleading squad, it was said, was a free pass to high-paying and influential jobs after school, not to mention the envy and worship of your peers.
It was well known that the squad only took girls with big, fake tits, so almost every girl at the school begged their daddies for enhancements in the hopes of getting a tryout.
It was only once they got their udders upsized, though, that the most dedicated girls were surreptitiously informed of the real way to join the squad. It was easy – they just had to rape one of the girls already on the squad, use her non-consensually to give themselves an orgasm, film the whole thing, and give the video to the cheer squad’s coach.
When Spencer learned, she didn’t hesitate for a second to rape her best friend Adriana, even though she’d never really imagined fucking a girl before. She wanted to be on the team. She envied Adriana’s place on the squad, and she quickly realised that Adriana must have raped someone herself to get there, so she was hardly innocent. Spencer was a lot stronger than her friend, and it wasn’t hard to invite her over, wrestle her to the couch, rip off her slutty cheerleading outfit, and ride her protesting face to a very satisfying orgasm – all within the view of her mobile phone camera.
Of course, once the coach had the footage, Spencer belonged to him. Even if she could have endured having the rape film shared with her friends and family, she wasn’t keen on it going to the police. The coach made it clear Adriana would testify if he told her to, and Spencer would go to jail.
So she let the coach fuck her. She let the coach’s friends fuck her. She let men the coach knew fuck her for money. She got good at sucking cocks and being fucked. The coach encouraged the cheerleaders to rape each other for their own sexual pleasure. And of course, there were a constant parade of newly fake-titted girls looking to rape Spencer to get their own position on the squad.
Spencer tried to do it all enthusiastically. After all, on the first of each month, the coach kicked the least interesting girl off the squad, to make room for someone new. Being kicked off the squad wouldn’t stop you being the coach’s bitch – you’d still have to fuck who you were told to – but instead of the wealthy high-paying customers who wanted to fuck a cheerleader, you’d be servicing the weirdos who could only afford a regular schoolgirl. Plus it would cut you out of the prestige associated with cheerleading, and if you were going to be a whore, you may as well be one that your peers looked up to…
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Getting a spot on the cheerleading team often meant betraying other girls.